Another 30_kisses fic...

Mar 30, 2007 22:56

And this one is crappy, so please ignore it. ^^; It's short enough, anyway...



It seems like only yesterday that he had held her, desperate as she bled. He had kissed her then, as though he could seal her life inside of her that way.

Now he kneels in front of her headstone, with smoke from the incense he doesn’t remember lighting curling loosely through the air. If he listens, he can hear the crash of the ocean not far away.

He doesn’t notice the motorcycle engine until it stops. Footsteps rustle faintly in the grass behind him. Then there is a hand on his shoulder, its warmth diffusing through the thin cotton of his t-shirt.

“Come on, Omi. Let’s go home.”

---end---

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