Hiya me again! This is a one-shot and the idea….i got it from nowhere. I just started to write it. Well it seems everyone is killing Nova off so I thought I might to.
Oh and I researched it and all the rose meanings are true! See you learn something new everyday.
I strongly suggest not reading this if you are depressed!
It's a Sprx/Nova and completely pointless. Well here it goes:
Teardrops And Rose Petals
Yellow roses. That's what you always wanted if the worst come to the worst. You said you wanted them so you could be remembered. But how could you be forgotten? That would be disrespectful seeing as you died for us.
You stood tall for us when our team fell apart. You kept us driving on, you where there pushing us harder if we slowed down. But that was five years ago. Five cruel, bitter and twisted years ago.
And from the day you were buried to this present day I come and visit you. Sit by your gave and cry silent tears for you. And every weekend I replace your rose with a new. I sit and talk to your grave, help you remember our past adventures, like an adult would tell a child. Throwing them into a world of fascination and creation. Countless tales of the classic good vs. evil.
And everyone would end the same. Good would triumph like in every story. But there are few stories in the world which end in sacrifice. Yours did. Antauri always said that one's life is a story and as each page is written another year of your life passes. But you should have had many more years. You book is only half full, your life's goals only partially completed.
Yellow roses symbolise the promise of a new beginning. And now as you drift between this life and your next I hope that you will be happy. They also mean remember me, another reason why roses with petals of yellow fell into your grave.
I remember how you died. Having to listen to that haunted phrase over and over. As the word 'Clear!' repeated as you died I hid. Covered my ears and cried. You had left our world and I couldn't believe it. You were a warrior, a fighter and you never gave up. That's what I forced myself to believe, that was until I saw your body. Lifeless, mangled and bloody.
I remembered placing that first yellow rose by your grave. Otto was crying waterfalls while placing his white rose, the symbol of purity and peace. Gibson placed his petals of red: courage, respect and of course love. Because we all loved you, you were like a sister to them. Antauri placed his coloured dark pink, showing a thank you. A thank you for standing at our sides through thick and thin. And finally Chiro. His rose was white with a red tip. Showing unity, because we stood as one, the hyper force were one big family.
But I placed the one you wanted the most. And as the colours mixed together tears began to fall. Nobody felt their usual high strung self. We weren't scared to let everyone else see us cry. Not for you. Tears fell onto your grave and silence flooded our air and our hearts were burdened with heavy loads.
We all felt guilty for your death; after all if we weren't caught so easily you wouldn't have had to save us. But you overcome and everything was happy. Until the Skeleton King showed that he always gets what he wants. But is his heart so cruel that he must take the thing that means more than the world to me away?
I had planned it all the night you were killed I had planned to take you star gazing, since I knew you had always wanted to. It was then I was going to confess to you that I loved you. I know what you're thinking, 'that's a strong word to use' but I knew that this is no crush that disappears in seconds. I knew I loved you and nothing would change that. Not even death.
And now as I place your new yellow rose by your grave silence filled my world. I cried, allowing my tears to fall with no second thoughts or hesitation. My tears fell onto your grave.
Teardrops And Rose Petals were mixed.