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Maybe
if I could become a comet,
I could leap through the skies to
you.
Surely, without fail I'd reach you in this moment of
light
And your now illuminated sky will revolve.
If I could
become a comet,
Surely, I would rise by your side,
Whenever the
time.
-Younha, Houki Boushi.
She lies on her back on the soft grass, her gaze affixed on the midnight sky littered with thousands of sparkling diamonds twinkling back at her. A streak of light shoots across the vast expanse of midnight black velvet above her and briefly dims the glow of its stationary brethren.
It is altogether too easy to fall in love with shooting stars. They illuminate the lives of people who see them and bring joy into heavy hearts. Even when they are long gone, the memory lives in the hearts that has seen them and continues to give them hope.
Shooting stars reminds her of him. They remind her of his blinding beauty, of his reckless and carefree nature, the happiness that his presence brings about, no matter how temporary it may be.
Ichigo is never aware of his ability to make everyone who knows him fall in love with him, even just a little bit. He did not understand his ability to inspire grudging respect, unfailing devotion and undying love from all those around him; they will move heaven and earth, shake mountains and shift seas if Ichigo desires so. If he has manipulated the people around him to his wishes, he certainly never did it consciously.
She knows all this, because she is one of those people who love him.
She wishes she could catch a shooting star, to keep it in her pocket, for it to only shine for her and her alone. But that is a selfish wish because the shooting star has a more important mission of dashing across the lofty heavens and shining for everyone else in the world.
So, instead she wishes she could be a shooting star and trail after him across the universe with him. And for them to stay together side by side, always.