It was in the fall of my fifteenth year that my first love died.
In the fading light a slender woman looked through the rain streaked glass that parted her form the outside world, the heavens cried as she did. Her mind slowly rolling over thoughts of her passed love that came as often as the rain. Chiaki the so called savior, a being more powerful than God himself fell in love with the Devil. His title might have been the king of Hell but that's not who he was, to her, he would always be Ororon. She knew the King of Hell had tried so hard to close up all the feelings inside of him, trying to make himself numb… Unfortunately that is where Chiaki came in. Chiaki was responsible for the death of the devil. She may not have done it with her own hands but she knew I could have saved him. Once growing white wings to save Shiro from the afterlife (first manga) but she couldn't save the one she wanted to grow old with. Tears streaked down the fragile now woman's face as she grieved over him. A small knock at my door stirred the girl form her thoughts. Wiping her eyes with her sleeve she slowly moved to the door. The girl on the other side studied her face for a long moment, more than likely noticing the savior's red puffy eyes.
"Chiaki are you ok?"
The dark haired woman asked, her eyes showing a helpless sadness.
"Lika, I was just...remembering."
Came the shorter girls reply, opening the door farther Chiaki allowed Lika to come inside her spacey and vaguely furnished room.
"Remembering?" Lika asked as she leaned in the door way, arms slightly crossed. "I understand." There was a brief pause before the outspoken woman continued. "Let's go downstairs dinners ready." It was always easy for the other woman to change the subject, and for a moment it seemed it would be enough. But the light brunette gently caught her friends wrist, it was the same game every time Chiaki was brooding.
"Lika… Do you miss him?" Came the quiet reply once the longer haired woman paused and turned to face her friend.
"Chiaki…" Lika said with a tired warning, it hurt them both equally enough to speak of the past, but the shorter girl tightened her lips together and continued.
"Lika how are you so strong? I can't even go a week without crying and it's been three years…" The slightly younger woman started.
Lika's face displayed the feelings that were in her heart at the mention of the cat demons name. Like Ororon Shiro died trying to save the savior and again the guilt of his death weighed on her heavily, as it did with Lika. After a year had gone by since that day, Lika had confessed to the shorter woman that she had told him a lie, telling the light colored neko she was in love Othello was not entirely true. The long haired girl had admitted that she found him attractive but that was about it and those feelings disappeared just like he did. The lighter haired woman knew deep down Lika loved Shiro sure if he was still alive she probably would have murdered him herself hell he wanted to eat her the first time they met.
"You know I'm not…" Lika sighed and rubbed the back of her neck, her eyes drifted to the ceiling to avoid the other woman's gaze.
"I know I was just... I'm sorry."
"Listen, It's in the past. I'm not asking you to forget him I just think you should be happy with the time you spent together. Now come down Lucy is probably throwing a tantrum." The taller woman said and nodded toward the stairs before she turned and started making her way back down the stairs.
The sound of the rain hitting the roof was always one of Chiaki's favorite sounds, but now she found that the constant drumming noise was quite aggravating, even with the light chatting between the broken family.
The rain had stopped the next day, leaving a cold chill behind. Chiaki got up slowly and rummaged around her dressers, pulling on a comfortable pair of loose jeans and a white shirt. Silently she went downstairs, her light eyes searching the house to see if anyone was up. Finding she was the only one up (but most likely the only one home) she opted to take a walk. The puddles left little marks on her jeans that would be dried up once she took the time to wash them… Or until Lucy requested her dirty clothes so she could wash. The park was dusted with dew, the only noise were that of birds and a few passers by, it was rather nice despite the cold. With a light sigh she sat down on a close bench, a light chill ran over her skin at the water that was getting her butt wet. Her eyes diverted to the sky losing herself again to her thoughts on life, it was hard not to think of it when you could both give and take it away… A few dew drops fell on her face reminding her that she definitely wasn't dreaming.
"Oi… You ok? Hello?... Jesus I swear…" An irritated voice grumbled and a hand was waved in front of her face breaking my thoughts as well as drawing my attention to a boy with pale hair.
"You are alive… Well that's good…" The boy said with a smirk, noticing her obvious confusion and embarrassment.
"Uh.. Yeah... Sorry didn't mean to ignore you I was just-"
"Spacing out? No big deal it's just that you're getting soaked. Normal people wouldn't be sitting out in this type of weather especially without a coat." He turned to look at the short woman his eyes were a light brown and focused on the weak liking woman. Tired of being scrutinized Chiaki stood up quickly, quick enough to have her legs buckle. The boy made no attempt to catch her, which in all honesty surprised Chiaki. After composing herself she stood up shakily, dusting off her pants slightly.
"Damn legs never work when you need them."
The
boy only shrugged and laced his fingers behind his head.
"You're
a klutz…" He said with a snort and shifted his weight onto his
other side before continuing. "Anyways I'll see you around, and
get some brains will ya? You should have a coat in this weather…
Idiot."
He said lightly, no real malice laced his words as he
spoke and turned to go his own way.
The savior didn't know how long she had been standing in the now raining park, looking at the spot that unusual boy had occupied. "I really need to go home." She whispered to herself, shaking her head though only getting her hair stuck further to her flushed cheeks. When she got home the woman was greeted by yells of disapproval from both Lika and Lucy. Kuro just shook his head and muttered "Stupid monkey." and went back to laying about the house followed by Gomi.
I don't own the characters, but I love them… Please tell me which one you like best old or new, looking forward to comments if anyone is actually keeping tabs on this story…