First of all, I’m happy I get to write something meaningful again. The last few months had me worn out that some write ups I had written are stalled again T~T. I dedicate this one shot to a person who, whatever troubles come on that certain person’s life, always has the time to drop by and converse with me whenever I’m online. Whatever your reasons maybe, please know I’ll always be here for you :3.
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Wisteria
wis·ter·i·a
(plural wis·ter·i·as or wis·ter·i·a)
noun
deciduous climbing flowering plant: a deciduous climbing bush. Flowers: blue, pink, or white, hanging in clusters.
“Sempai, quit being a know it all and just look at them. I prefer admiring them peacefully without you ranting again about the subject.”
I chuckled as she cutely pouted at my direction; her delicate figure closely snuggled beside me and continued to stare at awe at the floating petals. One went astray and off it floated down to her lovely nose without her noticing it. I gently picked it up and slightly smiled at her blushing face, which she turned away to hide it. We continued to watch it until she snuggled closer to me.
“Sempai?”
“Hmm?”
“Thanks for being there for me”
“Think nothing of it… All I’ve done is what a good friend or older brother would do.”
“But-” here, her small voice paused, as if debating whether she should say something or just stay quiet “I really mean it… After all those things you’ve done for me since moving here, I really appreciate it, I really do. Thank you for everything for all you’ve done.”
“Wait a minute, why are you being so sincere all the sudden Tsukino? I know I’m not that great but hearing you speak all this stuff makes me think something’s wrong.” I turned to look at her and was surprised to see her eyes shining with tears and something else that I couldn’t define. “Did something happen?” I asked gently, hoping I could get a straight answer from her.
“No-nothing’s wrong Yukito-sempai. I just want to be thankful that’s all.” She softly placed her head on my shoulders and whispered, “Let’s just continue watching the blossoms sempai.”
I could only nod at her answer, knowing I couldn’t get her to answer my question and just simply continued to watch the floating blossoms with her, each blossom illuminated by the lights of the park. After awhile, I felt her slightly nod off, a signal that she was already asleep. I knew the weather forecast tomorrow was sunny but with a doubtful mind, I wrapped her in a blanket I prepared and with a quiet “Oyasumi”, I slowly drifted off to sleep.
Morning came, along with the twitter of the morning birds made me wakeup from an uneasy sleep. Noticing the familiar weight gone from my side, I slowly turned around and saw beside me a pile of wisteria petals and above it, a letter. Fighting of the uneasiness I felt, I gradually picked it up and read the content of it.
Yukito-sempai,
I’m sorry if I have to leave abruptly. I didn’t want to have a memory of a bitter parting so I arranged at least one final meeting with you. I guess this is my goodbye but all those words I said last night was true and I am in deep gratitude to you. I’ll always cherish the memory of us together under the wisteria blossoms with all my heart.
Good-bye,
Tsukino
I never did get to see her after that… it was if she was never there at all. But every time I pass by the groove of wisteria blossoms, I could always picture in my mind, her cute pout, her adorable smile and finally… her loving eyes…
~fin~


