"You
again…" The purple-haired young man simply commented as a familiar someone
sat down beside him. "You knew what happened to me, didn't you?"
"Don't
I always do?" The figure pushed her sunglasses up, a smirk creeping up her
lips. "So, are you ready to go now?"
"Do
I get to write a last letter to her?" He asked.
The
mysterious lady handed a piece of paper and a pen to the man beside her. Just
as she had done so, the plane began to jerk violently.
Engine
Failure.
The
young man took the proffered stationery.
Dear
Fuuko…
+++
[After
some time I've finally made up my mind]
Raiha
took a deep breath as he walked out of the airport. It had been two years
since he had last stepped foot in Japan. Two years since defeating Mori Kouran,
two years since Kurei's death. These two years in America had certainly
taught him many things. He had finally let out of this past. Let go of all the
blood and gore.
Not
entirely so though. There's still someone deeply rooted in his heart.
He
took out a photo from his shirt pocket. His eyes sparkled and his lips curved
into a soft smile as he looked at the girl in the photo.
[She
is the girl and I really want to make her mine]
He
stood in her doorstep, holding on to a single stalk of red rose in his hand.
You
are my one and only,
that's the message he wanted to give in a single rose.
He
raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door. No answer. Where could
she be? A sudden panic rose him. Could it be that she had found
someone new? She had not waited for me? I'm sorry, Fuuko. I had not meant to
leave you then. Are you still there for me?
[I'm
searching everywhere to find her again
To
tell her I love her
And
I'm sorry about the things I've done.]
Wedding
bells rang, symbolizing the completion of a marriage ceremony. Innocent baby
boys with wings decorate the edges of the elaborated church door.
Raiha
had no idea what had brought him to stand in front of this building,
but…there was something there that had intrigued him.
He
stood quietly outside the church, promising himself that he would make
Kirisawa Fuuko the happiest and most beautiful bride that had ever walked out
of that church.
The
doors opened. Laughter could be heard from behind them. But time froze when
Raiha recognized the woman in the wedding gown.
[I
find her standing in front of the church
The
only place in town where I didn't search
She
looks happy in her wedding dress]
The
lone rose fell from his hand and onto the cold, hard pavement. Raiha stepped
forward, accidentally crushing the rose beneath his foot. Then he stopped.
When their eyes met.
There
was something wet and glittering at the edge of her eyes.
Tears.
[But
she's crying while saying all this
Boy
I miss your kisses all this time but this is
25
minutes too late
Though
you've traveled far boy I'm sorry you are
25
minutes too late]
No
words were spoken but he understood. He turned and walked away, leaving the
crumpled rose on the cold, hard pavement.
May
you find your happiness, Fuuko. 'Cause I've just promised myself that I
would make you the happiest and most beautiful bride that had ever walked out
of this church.
+++
[Against
the wind I'm going home again
Wishing
back to the time we are more than friends.]
Raiha
took another sip from the glass of wine placed in front of him. Unconsciously,
he took out Fuuko's photo from his pocket. Would things be different if he
had not left her two years ago? Would he be the groom walking hand in hand
with her down the red carpet today?
[But
still I see her in front of the church
The
only place in town where I didn't search
She
looked so happy in her wedding gown
But
she cried while she was saying all this]
Maybe,
maybe not. There were far too many 'if's in this world. He looked at the
torn Lovers card that mysterious lady had given him on the plane to Japan. A
torn Lovers card.
Maybe
all had been predestined after all.
+++
"Are
you done?" The young man looked at the person beside him and nodded.
"Pass
it to me, I'll help you deliver it to her."
"Who
exactly are you?"
"Death."
The
plane exploded as it crashed into the Pacific Ocean.
[Boy
I miss you kisses all this time but this is
25
minutes too late
Though
you've traveled so far boy I'm sorry you are
25
minutes too late]
+++
"May
I know who are you looking for?" Fuuko asked the stranger in front of her.
"I'm
just a messenger from the late Raiha-san. A letter from paradise." The
mysterious lady handed a white envelope to Fuuko and walked away. Curious,
Fuuko unsealed the latter and saw what she had recognized to be Raiha's
handwriting.
Late
Raiha-san…don't tell me…he's dead?
[Out
in the streets
Places
where hungry hearts have nothing to eat
Inside
my head
Still
I can hear
The
words she said]
~Dear
Fuuko,
Find
your happiness and please treasure it. I wish you joy and happiness.
I'll
always be shining down on you. I love you.
Raiha.
~
+++
"Ready
to go?" Death asked the young man next to her. He simply nodded.
[Boy
I miss your kisses all this time but this is
25
minutes too late
Though
you've traveled so far boy I'm sorry you are
25
minutes too late]
~I'll
always be shining down on you. I love you. ~
~fin.~
