Flowers From Above
Chapter Eight
While up in heaven I found out that on one particular evening Akihiko had taken an overdose. The reason for this was that my watch had been handed to the police by Shizuku in the end. They had questioned him and other members of Marukawa including authors and that also meant Ijuuin too but they never suspected him.
They checked my watch over only to find a small stain of my blood which hadn't properly come off. When I was murdered I'd been dragged into his bathroom where he butchered me. He still had my clothes torn, shredded and stored away in a sack with parts of my body.
At first I was terrified to view the sight of my own blood and the filled sack where I was. But after a few peers it hit me that really in life we're just carrying around a corpse. Without our soul it's really nothing at all.
To keep me fresh Ijuuin stored me into the bottom of a large freezer he ordered. I wasn't staying there though, he had other plans for me.
But without looking he'd accidentally yanked my bag from the bottom where the contains of my bag came falling out. Notebooks, pens and everything else I had for school dropped in the sludge of my blood. Though what caught his eye the most had been my precious watch my dear father had bought for me, my phone and the small "The Kan" key chain I'd won in a competition back in first year.
He grinned at his findings.
My treasures had been almost like treats for him. The more he found of me he couldn't get enough of.
He knelt slipping his fingers onto my key chain picking it out the blood as it dripped. He gave a chuffed laugh to himself as he held it up high enough for him to inspect. Rolling his eyes he placed it onto the side.
Then my watch he had no clue until he saw my name engraved on it's back where he had the idea that it was probably from someone special to me.
He kept that next to the key chain. And then my face he let out a loud sigh shaking his head, flickering it open he skimmed through my messages. Now he was very surprised.
"I knew it."
He had already seen Akihiko's name there.
Quickly he stood where he viciously slammed my phone to the floor into the blood and repeatedly stamped onto it until it broke. After he did that he added the pieces into the sack along with myself and clothes.
However my key chain, watch and the thick lock of hair he'd snipped from my head were the only things he kept of me. Ijuuin washed both items and as for the lock of my hair he'd parted it into separate pieces. One strand was stuck down into the back of his private but personal sketchbook. The other was embedded between the pages of the scene from a manga where he'd copied my attack.
When then the police informed both my brother and Akihiko they'd told them about the blood. In the end they'd announced that I was probably dead at this point. I saw the faces of them both their expressions blank at first from the news. But my brother's crumpled into a face of anger and then he broke down all together. Akihiko's was still empty the only thing that changed was his eyes and they hardened like stone.
That night of the news he'd taken an overdose and luckily Aikawa had found him just in time for his life to be saved.
Selfishly a part of me wanted so badly for him to die. I wanted to see him again, I craved for him to hold me like he did and kiss me until my stomach would overflow with tickling butterflies. I was never a selfish person on Earth, I always thought of others before myself but I wanted one request and that was for him to come to me. I'd been waiting so long for him, too long.
The other part of me didn't want him to die. I wanted him to do his best and make an even bigger mark on earth with his writing.
I wanted him to be happy again most of all.
I was by his side in the hospital during early hours when the halls were quiet and empty. Akihiko had been put into small ward where his bed was right beside the window. Dawn broke through as the sun's rays glittered onto him.
Sadly I smiled down on him where I was curled up. I couldn't feel him and he couldn't feel me at all. Again there was this barrier stopping us.
"You're such an idiot, Usagi-san" I whispered.
There was a tale up in heaven where they said that if you're on death's door step you are able to have a near death experience or a "glimpse of heaven". I wondered to myself at that moment whether or not Akihiko had one of those.
"Can you feel me?" I murmured.
"C-Can you hear me...at all?"
He continued to sleep.
And I continued to wait for him.