It had been nearly two months since that day, Hibiki walked slowly and solemnly down the corridor wearing a black suit, his heart ached as he forced himself to walk through to his destination. In his hands, he held a picture of Dita. It had been difficult to wake up in the morning every single day, and realize that the one he would give his life for wasn't there to greet him with a loving smile. But instead, he was now waking up feeling that he was alone in the universe.
He turned a corner and entered the bridge, he looked up and scanned the environment which had been stained with the sense of grief. All of the crew members noticed Hibiki walk in, and immediately they went into a double line. All of them were standing straight, allowing Hibiki to walk through the gap they left between them. At the edge of the bridge sat a monument dedicated to Dita, a dozen soft lit candles surrounded it. As Hibiki, slowly inched his way to it, he began to feel tears well up inside his eyes. He was tired of crying and often forced himself not to, but even so, he still found himself whimpering inside.
He placed the picture of Dita onto the chest high monument, realizing he was still the captain of the ship, he forced himself to stand straight and with a last bit of effort, lifted his hand to his head. He saluted her as a soldier in space frontier. With that gesture, everyone saluted the fallen soldier (even though it was rather difficult to say it that way, it was much more out of respect). Hibiki stared straight out into space and kept a serious look, but silently, tears fell from his eyes. If Dita was watching him, she would know how much he missed her.
.:Some Planet far away:.
The sun beat down onto the urban scenery, hover vehicles zoomed down the streets, public transportation echoed through the air. The basic city life, among the crowd of people who walked through the sidewalks, a burgundy haired woman walked silently. She stared outward, not wanting to draw attention. She turned a corner, and entered a office complex.
It's had been nearly two months since she left, but for some reason. She knew it was for the best, it wasn't like she wanted to leave, she really had no choice. She missed him, but for now, she would have to focus on her new job that will eventually help her get to her lover. She still beared the scars from her last battle, but they were reminders from her old life and for some reason, she didn't want to foget.
She walked through the lobby and headed for the elevators. When she retreated from pressing the elevator button, she jumped, standing next to her way a fellow co-worker who she hadn't seen walk over. She sighed, how long would she to avoid co-worker relations.
"Hey, how's it going."
"Fine"
"What do you say that you and I go out? Huh? A night on the town?"
"Pete, I can't go out with you."
"Why not?" asked Pete.
"Because, it wouldn't be right."
"Is it because of that guy?" he asked.
The woman quickly looked out into the window that was right next to her. It wouldn't be right, she couldn't cheat. Even if her lover wasn't with her.
"You know, you have beautiful blue eyes..."
"Stop!" she interrupted. "Stop hitting on me, I have a husband, and one day. He will find me."
"Please, Dita." he said.
Dita looked out the window and smiled.
"Until then, I'll be waiting"
.: End Transmission :.
I would like to thank everyone for reading my fan-fic. It has been a pleasure to deliver you a story this successful. I hope you all like the ending.
This is Soulimpared...out.