flowers (akashi seijuro)

Gurajiorasu

I soared up in the sky, seeing a brunette struggling to lift up a flower that means hatred. The atmosphere felt frigid, making me hide inside a post.

Suddenly, the rain started to pelt on her frail body. She just sat on the dirt as she watched the flower. Her tears suddenly fell; but her blank expression remained. Ending up losing a few tears, she sneered to herself. I saw her gasp out of the blue as the rain stopped to pelt on her body. She looked up, seeing an umbrella towering over her.

"What are you doing here, Fujimoto-san?"

She gritted her teeth, standing up all of a sudden. [F/N] was already drenched with water since she decided to give up her umbrella for Akira. Akira shoved the umbrella out of her hand. [F/N] gasped a little but Akira just kept on glaring at her.

"What did he see in you?" Akira spat

[F/N] tilted her head to the side; who ended up sighing on her question. Neither of them made a move to cover up. They stayed under the rain just to talk.

"I honestly don'-"

"Why do you have to be so generous!?" Akira exclaimed

[F/N] gasped a little as Akira's tears streamed down and became one with the rain.

"I loved him so much...I didn't mean to leave." Akira sobbed

[F/N]'s confused expression suddenly turned to a sympathetic one.

"I just had to go to France because of my parents... I never wanted to leave Seijuro." she spoke calmly

"Am I that hard to accept and love?" Akira choked

[F/N] smiled sadly as she handed her the wet Gladiolus (Gurajiorasu). Akira looked at it, [F/N] smiling at her.

"Gladiolus symbolizes beauty." [F/N] said

Akira softly took it from her hands, giving her a small smile.

"You are beautiful, Fujimoto-san. You shouldn't think so lowly of yourself, okay? I'm sure that you'll find someone that will take care of you for the rest of your life." [F/N] said kindly

"Damn it! I'm supposed to hate you! You stole Seijuro from me!... But he never loved me in that way, right?" Akira said, her voice softening at the end

[F/N] bent down, picking up the umbrella. Instead of shading her ownself, she made sure to shade Akira from the rain.

Akira wiped her tears away, looking at [F/N]. She ended up releasing a sob from her throat and closing her eyes in dismay.

"I see why he loves you. [L/N]-san... why do you have to be so kind even though people are mistreating you?" she croaked

"Would things end up nicely if I mistreated them too?" [F/N] said

Akira gaped at her, nodding her head in realization. [F/N] gave her a half-smile as Akira took the umbrella from her hands.

"Take care of Seijuro, [L/N]-san." Akira croaked, pain evident in her voice and eyes

Haa, it's always hard to let go.

"I will, Fujimoto-san." [F/N] said, smiling as she does

Akira gave her a crooked smile, gripping the

Gurajiorasu