Thanks for the reviews for the last one. YAY! This is theme #4, deathfic. I had an idea but I hate writing sad stuff so I changed it to this.
Angel
Hiro blinked several times and brushed several strands of red hair away from his face. Where in the world was he? He sat up from his laying position and looked at the very very white room he was in. Suddenly, two bright blue eyes appeared in his vision. He jumped back.
"Oh, sorry," said the owner of the eyes. A pale hand was offered to him and pulled him up so he was standing. He turned and got a good look at the person. It looked to be female (or a very effeminate boy) with curly blond hair and those bright blue eyes he had seen. She (?) was wearing a white robe and had two large white wings. He blinked again.
"Where am I?" he asked.
The girl blinked and then giggled. "Oh." Then she saw his lost look and a mournful expression covered her face. "You really don't know do you?" He shook his head. "Well…you're in heaven. You're dead."
"…What?"
"You're dead." He looked at her wings and then turned his head slightly. Yep. There were wings on his back too. Oh well. It wasn't there was really anybody down there (on Earth) would miss him. Everybody else was dead. Gone.
Shuichi, K, and Sakano killed by a crazed fan. Yuki gone two days later- gotten drunk and then went driving. His brother shot in a bank stick-up. Parents both gone in a fire. And then, his love, Suguru hit by a car. Then he realized something.
"Why do I look like I'm twenty?" he asked. Last thing he remembered, he had been sixty-seven.
She smiled. "Everybody goes back to the age they were most comfortable in their body when they come to heaven." He nodded and she grabbed his arm. "Lemme give you a tour." She pulled him out of the room and started showing him everything. He was too entranced by everything to really take note of what she was saying.
The floors were clouds and fountains and crystal buildings were everywhere. He couldn't really describe what it all looked like. It was too beautiful to describe. Then he heard a familiar ringing laugh.
He turned and met dark brown eyes. "Suguru?" He ran and swept the boy into a back-breaking (wing-breaking?) hug. The angel-lady stopped and smiled at the act. Most people did that when they found their loved ones up here.
Suguru and Hiro started walking, talking and holding hands and giving each other the occasional touch. A sitting next to a fountain, all looking quite happy…where people. Hiro's parents, his brother, Shuichi and Yuki. His parents and brother ran up, hugging him, as did Shuichi. Yuki just gave him a nod- and that showed enough. Hiro felt glad and when two pale arms wrapped around his waist, he bent down and whispered, "I missed you so much, Suguru." Suguru looked up and his eyes sparkled.