Of White Roses and Broken Promises
By Darkest Temptation
Title: In Memory
Starring: Mikan.
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Disclaimer: Never in a million years could I own this brilliant series.
Summary: It should be raining to signal your departure. The sky should be raging with storms, livid by your lost. Everyone should be aware of how the world would never be the same. But everything is going as perfectly as any other August day.
Everyone repeatedly tells me that it was you who had been there since I was born. When the world was ready to give up on me, you didn't. You had faith in me that I'd end up being a bundle of wonder and joy.
You didn't even care if the family couldn't handle another mouth to feed. You took me in even though my own father didn't give a damn about my existence. You talked my mum out of an abortion because she was scared of being a single parent.
You were standing by my mum's bedside when she was in labor. You helped her through the pain because you knew that I was worth the trouble.
You even helped to name me. You wanted something off-beat and different. Mikan Sakura, you had readily persisted. Mikan Sakura is who I became.
You were there for my first word, which happened to be your name. You were there when I took my first steps and when I was sent away to kindergarten. You were the one who consoled me when I was down in the dumps, and you were the first to arrive whenever I had a soccer game. You helped me fly a kite and build a snowman.
After my mum started to drink away her sorrow, you saved me from her.
You raised me up, even when you didn't need to.
I was never your responsibility.
But today, it's shining like never before. The rays of sun are glaring into my eyes as I try not to cry. No one else is here today, except for me. All your family is gone. All your friends had left your side one by one as death overcame them.
Why must it be so sunny?
It should be raining to signal your departure. The sky should be raging with storms, livid by your lost. Everyone should be aware of how the world would never be the same. But everything is going as perfectly as any other August day.
Everything must go on. That's just life.
You used to tell me that, and I can't help but to bawl even harder.
The sky is as clear as crystal, but I can't get over it.
The world might have forgotten about you, but I never will.
I love you, great-grandpa.
R.I.P Great-Grandpa Nichols.
I know you'll be looking down and smiling.
(August 13, 2010)