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[Aoishiro fanfic] I want.. to meet you...

「会いたい...」 I want... to meet you...
Aoishiro fanfiction (Kohaku + Oyasu)
Thai version [here].
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"I want….to meet you…"
Just saying it made my tear flowed like the dam was broken.

That person is gone. That person is here no more...
Our time was so short, just like a blow of wind…
Will I be able to meet her again….? That person had gone to a place far…, far away.
I want to see her… I want to see her once again…
The precious moment.. The moment filled with happiness when we are together.. I don't want to lose it. I want to hold it. I want to be by that person's side forever….

Where should I go..?
Where should I search..?
To meet her once again….
What should I do…?
To be by her side…
Though it take my mortal human life, just to be able to stay by that person's side, I will do anything.

"Are you sure, Oyasu-sama? Mermaid's flesh will make you life long and lonely. Hundred or thousand years, you body will never grow, never change. No mortal man can be by your side."
"I'm sure. I've already consider that matter. Please, I beg you kindness."
Just to be with that person…. anything is all right for me…

……….

Red tsubaki.. full bloom within the forest of white summer tsubaki…
So, I have already been asleep four hundred years.
It was like I am sleep within a dream and woke up again in another dream.
Full bloom tsubaki in mid-summer, that tree is mysteriously nostalgic.
I thought I felt a presence from long ago.
The presence of someone I left eight hundred years ago.

It has already been eight hundred years.
Eight hundred years that I still be able to recall that person's name, that person face, all the memory of that time.
Her gentle smile. Her lively laugh. Her clear and beautiful voice which called my name. Her small, smooth hand which she placed in my hand with trust. I can remember them all. Her touch was still within me. If I close my eyes, I can go back to that time.

Heaven was at its bluest. Red palace was embraced with the wind from ocean and the sound of waves. She was there. Dressed like a princess. Long, black hair surround her delicate features. Her large, black eyes always return my gaze whenever she know I was looking.
I wanted to protect her.
But I left her at that place.

How was she? Could she live happily till the end? Was she there untill her final moment? And.. was she sad that we had never said farewell?

Ah.. I will rest here, under this tsubaki tree. I can feel her presence in the air, though it might be my imagination. Now she is at a place far away, a place that I can not go and leave everything behind.

……….

That person, will I be able to see her again..?
After all this long time, will she recognize me..?

Eight hundred years is very long but also short as a wink. In every moment, in every breath I took, in every body I resided, I have always wanted to see her. All the memories, all the feelings from that time are still with me like time has never passed.

Her strong hands had protected me. I still remember it.
Her white skin was like summer-tsubaki's flower. Her long, glossy, white hair was like silk threads. Her eyes.., one was red like tsubaki flower, another was as beautiful as an ember. All those things are still carved into my heart.

Though she can remember me or not, I want to see her again..

……….
……….

"Kurou-sama!!"
Ah.. That figure. That voice.
Her red kariginu danced in the flow of air. Her long sword reflected moon light.
Ah.. This atmosphere.
The familliar atmosphere. The longed presence.
"Kurou-sama!"
The name I miss. The face I dearly want to see.
The eyes I have never be able to forget.
Will my voice reach her? Will she turn this way?
Can she remember me..? The now partial me.
Nevertheless, I still call out to her.

"Who is that? The one calling that name!"
That voice, such a gallant voice. The voice I miss, yet had never heard for a long time.
"Kurou-sama"
I faced her, looking at her beautiful eye, and called her name.
"You.." Her eye wided with surprise then narrowed with confusion. "No, am I just imagining things? I thought I felt a presence from long ago.."

……….

Eight hundred years, no human can live that long.
But, why I feel like that person is still here?

'Kurou-sama'
That voice. The <<power>> in that voice.
Is it really her?
Though the body is different. Is it 'her' in that person?

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Finish!

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Never know before that it's not easy.
The difficult part is finding the proper phrase that suits certain meaning.
I'm quite confident in my writing skill when it's in Thai, but English is another story.
Your comments (if any) will surely help me a lot.

Anyway, does anyone know is there other Kohaku+Yasuhime fanfic? I want to read it!

ps. I can't speak japanese, just know some simple phrases.

more ps. My writing piece [here] is also for Kohaku+Yasuhime though I began with some other thing in mind and the first two verse is not related.


Create Date : 16 เมษายน 2553
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