"Maboroshi no Inochi"
He glanced down at the letters carved on the rectangular marble set firmly on the ground. Its faded gold paint was now grey and dusty, the corners of the marble were almost buried beneath the grasses growing around. Heaving a sigh, he crouched down and put a colourful bouquet of flowers just above the gravestone, and sat there quietly - staring into nothingness.
The wind blew, making the small leaf blades of the equally small grasses sway; his blond fringe was swept aside momentarily too, but soon it glided back too where it was originally combed. He heard the trees rustle and the birds chirp, and those sounds were enough to make him shut his eyes tight enough. He was recalling something.
Aha! It was the song he and she composed, many, many years ago.
Slowly, he batted his eyes, his vision turning blurry, and fixed his eyes back on the letters. The wind was still gently blowing, and trees still rustling serenely. It was his cue to begin, so he took a deep breath. When he let it out, a song went past his lips.
He grabbed the collar of his coat and twisted it up, as if to hide his lower face from no one, and sang loud enough to make it seem like the wind was his music. This, he didn't know, but she came here, in this graveyard too before, probably a year ago, and did the same thing he was doing - to sing. To pay respects. He also didn't know this but, she was crouching on the exact place where he was, and she placed a similar boquet beside the gravestone as well.
Though he hadn't learned any of that, his voice echoed, singing with all of his heart with the wind humming along.
"April 30, 2005
Our child became the phantom.
We named "the life of phantom", TSUKUSHI.
It was a night with the red moon blazing beautifully.
This is your dad and mom's song."
Author's note: Maboroshi no Inochi belongs to Sekai no Owari (End of the World), so I have no claims with those words. If you are familiar with the song, you know what's this, er, drabble is all about. By the way, I have two requests saved now, one from the anon reviewer. I won't promise exact dates when to post them, but I will try to work on them once I'm free. Like, totally free. Still, thank you so much.