A/N: Exactly 666 words. Wee! I hope it makes sense. ...and if FF.N screws with me ONE MORE TIME, I will go psychopathic on it's ass.
For my darling, Kira Sakura.
I hope you enjoy.
Much Love!
Forever, forever now.
Walking at a leisurely pace, I resisted the urge to skip along the path beside you.
You, being the adorable redhead strolling ahead of me, head downcast and gaze fixated on the ground practically beneath you. It's not like it's going to disappear on you, you know.
You seem so distraught. I wonder if I had somehow managed to upset you.
…again.
Mentally shrugging it off, I kept my own unhurried pace, placing my arms behind my head in a laid back manner. Smiling to myself, the silence almost baited me to try and say something to break this tension, but I understood that in this state, you would most likely not be listening to me.
You took a sharp left turn, walking down a street away from school. This, this was different, but I had a feeling I knew where you were going. It is almost like you're trying to lose me, for you quickly sped up, still refusing to acknowledge my presence.
Mentally chuckling, making sure not to make any sound to disturb you, I brought my hands to my sides and jogged to catch up. I, so badly, wanted to hug you, but now would not be appropriate.
I vaguely wonder what's got you so distressed, and ponder up imaginative ways to make it all better.
Somehow, I have a feeling that a simple kiss couldn't make you happy right now. You're aura is radiating so much… depression, which is so unlike you, it's unnerving.
I let out a startled, undignified and completely girlish yelp. Once again, without even an amused smile, you ignore me. Continuing your walk, I see where you have led me.
Hm, I guess you love this place as much as I do.
The windmills rotate slowly in the light breeze. I can't hold back a smile as I follow closely behind you...
…and then I see your target.
The stone is decorated with flowers, and I watch as you pull out a red Chrysanthemum, laying it at the base of the rock.
Smile visibly gone from my face, I can't believe you dragged me here. You should know that the stone we stand before represents someone I really dislike. In fact, why did I not realize it before?
Turning to glare at you, I was about to voice my adamant opinion on this evil… but you seem to be crying for that jerk.
You should have disliked him too – he was cruel and merciless in his treatment of you. He would never openly reciprocate the feelings you so obviously held for him, acting cold, treating them as a joke.
In retrospect, that car accident was for the best, for everyone.
Glaring at the beautiful flower, I try to ignore the silent tears streaming down your face. I didn't realize that today was that day. Crossing my arms over my chest, I silently pout.
You need to let go of him…
When you finally stand, and turn to face me, you still refuse to look into my eyes. How mean of you. Scared of my reaction? Scared to see the obvious look of loathing in place there?
"Guess it's been a year now, eh?"
Yes, a year. A year free of that sadistic bastard. You obviously loved him so much… but…
If I had acknowledged my feelings, and loved you back… been the 'person' I feel I am now… Would you still?
Or was it my particular cruelty towards you that attracted you so much?
I grimace as you turn and literally pass right through me.
Yes… It's time for you to let go of me…
…and I? I have to let go of you, too.
Can you hear me cry out to you?
Words I thought I'd choke on, figure out.
I'm really not so with you anymore,
I'm just a ghost,
So I can't hurt you anymore
And without you is how I disappear
and without you is how I disappear
Forever, forever now.
Afterthought:
Law of Location:
No matter where you go, there you are.