Disclaimer: No property of Full Moon wo Sagashite belongs to me. All characters and related titles are copyrighted to Tanemura Arina.
Author's note: These themes are done for the LiveJournal community 52flavours. I will also be basing the story off of the manga storyline since I have never seen the TV series.
There also will be spoilers for those who haven't followed the series to where I am at now, so read at your own risk!
once upon a rainy
day
Theme #4 - to cut a bouquet of matter and antimatter roses
I wanna need your
love
I'm a broken rose
— rose by ANNA TSUCHIYA
inspi' NANA (BLACK STONES)
The first time Meroko met Izumi, she was a heartbroken, quiet girl dressed in snow white. She remembered that day clearly: the boss, with his protective hand on her shoulder, cautiously guided her towards her new partner. It had been a cloudy day, anticipating future rainfall, and the two had met in a garden with a surplus of various-sized crimson roses.
To Meroko, Izumi was like a rose — she could tell he had a kind heart, as beautiful as the bloom of a fresh flower bud, yet his heart was shielded by a forest of thorny brambles. The moment Meroko looked into his eyes that day, she recognized a trace of a look that was all too familiar — a look of pain that he so tried to hide behind his cool, pensive demeanor. From that day on, Meroko strove to bring that side out of him, regardless of how many thorns bruised her profuse love.
But that day... the day that they broke up... Meroko had never felt that hurt since her death until now. She had survived his incisive rejections, but the lash from the the sharp thorns tore her last hope. She had never bled so much pain since the last time she had been betrayed — not even when she ran the slick blade across her wrist when she was the innocent Rikyou Moe.
Retreating to behind the building where Izumi had kissed her, Meroko found an isolated rose lingering, embraced in brambles. Many of the petals had already fallen and drifted someplace else, but its beauty remained. The petals were jeweled with dew, and pearly crystals from the rain. Meroko gently reached out to touch it, but withdrew her hand in fear her clumsy, bumbling fingers would accidentally get caught in the barrier of thorns.