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Deeply enchanted by the music, I somehow can't help but feel I've heard it somewhere before... “It's Fields of Gold, by 2Cellos..” Hisao quietly tells me, after hearing me hum the melody endlessly... “It's so sad...” I whisper, “..but it sounds like two hearts... beating as one.” We embrace softly i...

It was a quiet wedding... Mai left no contact number, we couldn't find an address... Takumi is studying in America and couldn't make it. Shin tried to come, but we didn't want him to miss his chance for a promotion, so, we.. so Hisao and I, had only each other on our wedding day, with only his paren...

Embracing tightly and crying purely... we hold on.. for as long as it takes, until the lingering sorrows melts in warmth, until in my heart I feel the years of winter bloom a spring of happiness. And through the tears I open my eyes, and finally feel safe and warm.. in Hisao's arms, peaceful and cal...

One fine afternoon, while Hisao is busy writing up a video game review... “Hisao..?” Timidly and nervously I call to him, setting down our tray of green tea and Kit-Kat chocolate wafers. “Wh-what is it, Iwanako?” He's concentrating hard on his article, typing on his laptop dedicatedly and meticulous...

Mists of tears dab at my eyes, warmth of cherished memories caress my reddened cheeks. Hisao and Takumi; The Dynamic Duo of Cool. Mai, Shin and me; The Good, the Bad (..and later 'not-so-Bad'), and the Lonely. Spending our time together every night at game centres, wasting away precious money and a ...

Cleaning up one day, my carelessness knocks over a few of Hisao's boxes, spilling out his magazines and my forgotten box of memories. Hesitation and indecision haunt me for the eternity in a split-second, before I make myself clean up the mess, arranging everything back the way it was. I only stop w...

Time and memories play and pass us by, the weeks become a month, and months grow into seasons, colouring our lives shared together, beginning the journey promised ever since we first kissed, at that winter forest's edge...

Hisao's home seems.. poor. It's cheap, it's small and crowded. Still, I lovingly hold on to Hisao's hand, and with trust and faith for one another, we bravely walk into Hisao's home... Our home.. I spend the first few days learning what to do; there isn't much in the refrigerator, the bathroom needs...

At the door, at the time we leave, all I would see is the ground at my feet, not willing to meet their eyes when they bid goodbye. Hisao carefully carries out my childhood in his arms, the only box left of everything I ever had, all the rest sold or given away. I didn't open the door to my room, I t...

Sunlight sets in from windows behind me and Hisao, casting brightness onto the wooden table while gentle steams billow forth from cups of coffee. The aromas curiously carrying a strong familiarity, I sip and savour calming feelings in sweetened taste, and somehow grow comfortable enough to look my p...

Beyond the windows and out of reach; the world goes by smoothly in colourless blurs. I hold on tightly to Hisao while the train jolts and shimmies almost unnoticeably, worrying myself and him for no valid reason, until he puts a hand over my shoulder, and gently coaxes me to relax. Looking at him sm...

“You'd still be my girlfriend, Iwanako, no matter what. Even if you're not acting mature at all right now.” “I.. I'm sorry..” “You're still the same beautiful girl I fell in love with.. The 'Snow Angel' of my boyish dreams...” “Hi-Hisao?” “Don't go changing, to try and please me.” “That's a song..” ...

Fear holds my body still in fright, my eyes peer at the hospital doors opening into light. My hands shake in clutching the immaculate bag of medications, my thoughts wild in trepidation. I startle and almost jump, scaring Hisao walking up beside me and giving me the gentlest bump. “C-Calm down Iwana...

[OP: Tashika ni by Angela Aki]

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One More Act: Graduation (part 6 - END)

“Iwanako?... What is the last thing you remember?” “I.. remember accepting your kiss, at the forest's edge in winter... I remember.. dying in your arms, and thinking how selfish I am.. to do such a thing... and then... nothing..... I'm sorry...” “Iwanako, don't be sorry, don't ever feel sad again. I...