Hello again, Yoko.
It's Kamina... I hope you can hear me. When I see you smile, it feels like you can. Each night I get to watch you down there, staring at the twinkling stars with your eyes shining with a now-familiar light, the more beautiful you become. Sometimes, shooting stars burst through the sky. You make a wish every time, don't you?
Whatever you're wishing for, I'm waiting for it to come true. I promised to repay you ten times for everything you did, and now this is all I can do. Hope. Wish. That's all I can do for any one of my comrades. But sometimes, I feel like you're so close, Yoko, so close that I can almost touch you. Well, just almost.
I'm a man who always tried his best to keep regrets off the horizon, but I'd be lying if I said that I don't regret my own death sometimes. Isn't that strange? Most people paint the afterlife as a time of bliss, of freedom from pain and suffering. But it's only because of you. As much as I hate to admit it, I feel pain when I think of you. It's hilarious, really; when did the mighty Kamina, who went out in a heroic, fiery blaze of glory for the sake of the future of humanity and its generations to come, become such a sappy, angsty mess?
Well, it's not as if I regret the heroic part; I knew ever since I became a man that I was born to go out like that – it was awesome by anyone's standards, especially since I've been able to see the man my little brother was able to grow into because of my death. I just wonder, thanks to you, how things would be if I was still alive. You see, I spent a lot of time with you before that ultimate battle, and it never really occurred to me until the very end how you might have felt the entire time. If I had known, I would've been the one to kiss you first. Why, you ask? Because you were pretty much the first person ever to show genuine concern for me, Kamina, the person – not Kamina the Fearless Demon Leader, or Kamina the God of Manliness – just Kamina, the human. In all honesty, I could never hope to repay you for that.
I hate dwelling on sappy crap like that, though. What I mainly wanted to get off my chest tonight was that I don't want you to dwell on the sappy crap either. We had our kiss, and that's all that matters. My heart and soul are with you even though my body isn't, and that's all that matters. If I could wish on every single one of these shooting stars for you to find the happiness you deserve, then you bet I would.
But I had to move on from this forever world of what-ifs and has-beens. I hope you find the strength to do the same. That way, neither of us has to feel pain or regret any more.
You hear me, Yoko? Well, I guess you really can't.
Author's Ramblings: Well, that's probably the last one I'm gonna do for this series. Deep!Kamina was really bizarre and trippy to write. The fact that he was dead too just made it worse. xD