A/N: Please R&R. This is my first attempt to write and surely, you would not expect perfection. I have been mocked of the title, 'manga freak'. So, here I am, penning and posting my very first (or second) Wish fiction. I do hope all will enjoy. I am habited to pen short posts, please do not be angered.
Absence
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It was said to be true
It is true.
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A tale of mine of which had existed since my reading of the third chronicle of "Wish". It remained inside this skull of mine until I could repel no longer as to pen down its unwritten contents. Even if I, one who holds an uncommitted reputation, will strive to my best to complete such a fiction. Through my tight and stressful schedule, shall I acquire the completion of an indecipherable tale? Maintain your heedfulness as well as your keenness, thereupon this fiction's details and sentences confines over a thousands meanings and conceptions. If you had understood, please let it be concealed within you and reveal no more words aloud. For the story itself, will unfold to you.
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I've once had been told of the saying, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder." However, I could not have comprehended the morality of it at the moment, yes. I have wondered at the time, had it not been forbidden of anything in Heaven absent? The celestial kind, like us, is impossible to be ailed by illnesses. Yet, I have realized the true conception of the words, I've misunderstood Master Hisui. Hence, now I've understood her words: "Some wishes cannot be fulfilled by oneself".
"Do you not have anything you desire, Sweet Shuichiro?" Kohaku persisted with most desperation, along with exasperation.
"No," a firm yet, deep voiced sounded. Kohaku stared longingly at his back, she could not have deciphered his intentions but hope lives within whenever she is reminded of Master Hisui's words: 'Some wishes cannot be fulfilled by oneself.' Kohaku wanted nothing more but to repay Shuichiro his kindness. Albeit, her mind seemed to wander when asked of relevant inquires: Is it granting Shuichiro's wish the only obstacle preventing you from returning home, Kohaku?
Kohaku pondered, her eyes leered to the cloudless skies above her. Kohaku had always been a simple and carefree angel, never had she been involved in such befuddlement and indecision.
"Is it?" The former angel master gazed sympathetically at Kohaku as she quelled a knowing grin. She needs time to mend her feelings; I hope you follow your heart, Kohaku. It never failed you.
Hisui withdrew without another word spoken; at the tip of her three main fingers had she gently slid the paper window doors, leaving the unbroken silence in Kohaku's room. Kohaku's eyes remained glued outside of her room's windows: Why does my heart flutter at the mention of Shuichiro's name? Is it being my undying gratitude to him? Or is it the reason of something else?
The hard look of contemplation dwelled in her pupils; an inquisitive presence rested on a deciduous tree branch at an estranged depth. His eyes fell upon her and lingered with impatience as he tarried in angst to heed her words of explanation. Why was she so willing to help Shuichiro? – he was curious to know.
'Have I lov--- her whispers were left unfinished, as the slight rustling in the trees across startled her. The apparent weight the male patron possessed had divided the weak willow. A shattering sound alarmed the people who lived in the residence as the male patron swiftly regained his composure.