"WAIT FOR ME"
A PSME fanfic written by Emily Siazon
All characters are owned by Saki Hiwatari.
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     A laugh escapes my lips. A high pitched noise that makes me think
that perhaps I'm finally going mad.
 
     Or maybe I already am. I don't know.

     You see, I just found out that I have contracted the disease I've 
been waiting to get for nine years. Nine years spent alone in this god
forsaken place.

     I hum a little song as I prepare my coffin, all the while looking
at the casket next to mine. I see Mokuren's face, smiling even in
death.

     Was I in her final thoughts before she died? Do I look that happy
as I think of her now?

     "Did you hear?" I ask her conversationally as I decide whether
the lining of my coffin should be red or blue. "We'll be together
again, love."

     Seeing her unresponsive face, I pound my hand against the glass,
cracks forming on the covering while minute pieces imbed in my hand.

     I ignore the pain. It's not like it matters. 

     I'll be dead in a little while.

     "How about a final kiss goodbye?" I ask her, running my bloody
hand over her casket. "You don't mind, right?"

     Finding the latch that would open it up, I quickly take it off so
I could gaze at her beautiful face once more.

     Taking a deep breath, I quickly bring my face closer to hers
before I can lose my nerve.

     I wonder again, for what surely isn't to be the last one that
day if I am going mad.

     Not that it matters anymore.

     Brushing away the unpleasant thoughts, I kiss her, tenderly on
the lips, just like I used to. I can feel her lips under mine, cold
and unmoving. 

     "You'll respond next time, won't you? On that day that we can be
lovers once again?" I plead, watching her impassive face.

     Seeing no response, despite some hopes that there is more to this
girl in front of me than an empty shell, I place the glass over her 
for the final time.

     I stood there for awhile. Stood still until the pain of seeing 
her became too intense. Until I was in danger of breaking my promise
to her not to kill myself.

     I had never been a religious person, but in that moment, I found 
myself praying to Sargelem to quickly end my suffering.

     Because I can't live without Mokuren much longer.

     I whisper my goodbye, promising that we will meet again in our
next life.
 
     As I head towards my coffin, a flash of blue catches my eye. On
the casket next to hers laid the cause of all my misery.

     Shukaido.

     I feel bile rising from my throat. That name always did have that
effect on me.

     I silently curse at myself. I should have known better than to 
think about him now, ruining the day I should have been thinking only
of my love.

     I should have known better.

     Just like I should have known not accept that medicine nine years
earlier.

     Just like I should have known that he would do anything in his
power to have Mokuren for himself.

     I glare at him for a minute before uttering the same words I say 
whenever I see him.

     "Did you think you could escape my wrath that easily?"

     I laugh again as I lie down on my coffin. "How gullible of you to 
think that I will not get my revenge."

     I calmly watch the glass slowly close above my head with a faint
hiss, marking the end of this life. Before my eyes close for the last 
time, I make my final promise.

     Wait for me, Shukaido...

     I'm coming.

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AUTHORS NOTES: This is my first draft so I would really appreciate
some c&c. I'd like to thank Songoku for sending me the PSME music
videos. It's what inspired me to write this.