New fanfic! Yay! I only have the prologue written thus far, but I'll continue writing when I finish my other story. I just want to know what you guys think as readers. Let me know if you think I should continue. Like it says in the description, this story is dedicated to anyone who has lost a loved one to a terminal illness (or in any other way, really). If you can relate to this story, my heart goes out to you and I hope one day you can find peace and comfort in the absence of your loved one. Either way, I hope you enjoy reading this story.
Haru lead Kuroyukihime into the local graveyard. She looked around at the field littered with gravestones both old and new. In the daytime, it seemed to have a nostalgic, sorrowful feel about it. This, as she knew was where people came to remember their loved ones that had left them to pass on. She followed Haru further inwards. He wouldn't say exactly why he was coming here, but she didn't want to pry. When someone says they're going to a grave site and they don't give a specific reason, usually that's their way of saying either "I don't want to talk about it" or "You'll find out soon enough." Considering he had asked her personally to go with him, she supposed it was the latter of the two.
Finally, Haru stopped in front of a grave stone. He wouldn't say anything for a while at first. Kuroyukihime came over to his side and looked at the name of the person that rested there:
Now she was beginning to understand, but she still had questions. She recognized the name from somewhere, but where? Did Haru know this girl? Was that why he was here? If not, then why was he here?
Finally, after a while of staring down at the gravestone, Haru spoke. "This is her… Kat."
Kuroyukihime looked at him, a little surprised. So, he did know her. "Was she a friend of yours?"
Haru was silent again, as if thinking of an answer. "Yes. A very good friend…" He looked up at her with saddened eyes as the memories came back to him. "I thought you should know about her."
Kuroyukihime nodded with understanding. "What was she like?"
Haru looked back at her gravestone. "She was an interesting person. She was always there for me, just like you are now. Sometimes, you remind me of her." He knelt down, eye level with the name on the stone. "I wanted to come and visit her, since today's the first anniversary since… since she's been gone."
Kuroyukihime knelt with him. "How did you meet her?"
Haru smiled a little at the fond memory. "It was a few years ago, before I met you…"