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Oh my god.
His body was recognizable even that far away down the hall. The flower petals scattered the floor, stuck to the doors even. But even in all that pink, Kou Minamoto could still see him.
The pink haired boy that annoyed him at lunch and through class.
The one who had made him laugh when he was down.
His first 'date' was with that pink ghost.
That boy had died so many times, yet something felt very different this time.
Kou took a step forward.
This was the boy that he'd cried over every night.
This was the boy he'd tried to save over and over.
This was Mitsuba, he didn't know how to die right.
Right?
Kou moved closer towards the limp corpse.
That was his snobby, girly, stuck up, fake nice, emo, dorky best friend that he couldn't lose.
That boy was his second chance.
His...
Kou reached Mitsuba. He stood directly above the beautiful, lifeless supernatural.
Blood that was so dark it was almost black oozed out of his mouth, nose, and eyes. Even when he died he was pretty.
Kou tried resisting.
He begged himself not to fall down and clutch the bleeding, dead boy.
But despite his best efforts, he fell to his knees, a thud erupting from the floor as he hit it. The petals began to work up his legs and yet, the second oldest son of the Minamoto family did nothing to stop it.
This is the boy you jumped off of a roof for.
This is the boy you risked dying for multiple times.
This is the boy you refused to excorsize.
But why?
Why did you refuse? Why did you risk it all for him, try to die for him?
He reached forwards, taking the boy into his arms.
"I'm so sorry..." He whispered as he pulled Mitsuba closer and closer.
Even though his eyes were lifeless they sparkled.
He was so very pretty.
Kou wished that he'd met a girl that pretty.
That pink.
That snobby.
That-
Oh...
Kou could feel the petals begin to eat away at his arms.
He lowered his face almost an inch away from Mitsuba's.
"I think..." The petals began to move more rapidly, reaching his shoulders in an instant. He felt his body begin to mutilate itself under the pressure of the (Now blossoming) petals burrowing in his skin.
"I think I've been in love with you for a while now Mitsuba, I love you. I want to be with you-"
And at that moment the petals reached his mouth.
As the world went dark he felt the body in his arms grow warm, or maybe... He was getting cold too.