50 Beats of Friendship.
A/N: So I've decided that I'm going to try to some LJ prompts. So without further a due first up: Angel Beats. Now this is my first try at Angel Beats fiction. So I hope I did a good job with this and will continue to do it for the next 49 afterward.
Stars. I miss the stars. For as long as I've been in this world I have never forgotten the stars. How bright that they shined down upon us, how beautiful they had looked against the night sky. I remember looking at them with my brother and sisters. I always had smiled at how they seemed to have been mesmerized by them.
I sighed to myself. "Those were happier times." I whispered. I knew there was no point to whispering since everyone knew now to come around me when I wanted to be left.
"What are you doing here?"
Well, almost everyone did. The new kid however, doesn't know the signs of when I want to be left alone. I thought that Hinata would've filled him in by now, but apparently not it seems.
"Otonashi, don't know you know when not to bug someone? Or did they skip that in manners class."
"I must have miss that day." he said, I could hear the sarcasm in his voice as I heard his footsteps move closer to where I had been sitting on the edge of the schools roof over top of the SSS meeting room.
I looked over slightly to see him sit down next to me. I immediately started looking back to the sky, so that he would not notice that I had watched him. And started to imagine how the stars would look once again.
"The sky. It's so dark here." he started as he too looked up. I looked over at him, curious at where he was going with this. "I never imagined how it would look without the stars. Then again, I never thought that this would be what the afterlife was like either."
"Yeah." I said, as I suddenly became sad. I pulled my legs up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I didn't want him to see that I had a weak side to me. That would not look good in front of a new recruit. "It's kind of depressing when you think about it. Stars...they're a sign of hope. Without them, where does it come from?"
"Well, you can always see the stars."
I jolted start up when he said that. It was a black canvas in the sky, nothing shining down to show us any sign. Nothing that could just magically appear any minute.
"I mean, if you remember how they looked, or a time when you were happy while you were looking at them, then you'll be able to see them. And you'll have as much hope as you did when they were in the sky."
"Whatever." I said to him, I didn't want to admit that he had a point. I place my head on my hands that I had placed on top of my knees. Maybe there will be hope again. Maybe, just maybe starlight can come from anything.