‘a star’ - 7th Challenge :file_folder:

- a story i’ve tweaked a bit from something i’ve written in the past <3

49 lines.

the two stood quietly on the hills of the Kuju Mountain, the blooming pink flowers surrounding their feet. a soft breeze blowing through between them was the only noise. a quiet night, a comfortable silence.

Akira knew Kenji’s thoughts on the sky - ‘the sky is fake, the stars are an illusion’, he had heard the lecture countless times from him. despite this, it seemed that many of their days together took under the night sky. Akira’s eyes travel from the stars and to Kenji, the two had more in common than one would believe. the stars looked like they belonged in Kenji’s eyes the way they bounced off of them. every star fit perfectly, ‘how beautiful’ Akira thought.

“What.” Kenji broke the silence.

“Nothing.”

“Obviously it’s something.” Kenji pressed, sounding annoyed but Akira knew he wasn’t and that he was just putting up a front, even now.

“The stars.. they are extraordinarily beautiful tonight.. I was just thinking how much in common they have to life.” Akira looked back to the stars as he spoke, unknowing of the eye roll he had just received.

Kenji sighed, “Alright then, continue to ire your ‘stars’ I’m heading back down.”

Akira kept his eyes to the sky, reaching for Kenji’s hand, ‘Wait look! A shooting star,” he pointed. Kenji turned around just as the tail had disappeared.

“Did you wish?”

“Um.. No, I had no time.” Kenji answered, his eyes still glued to the sky. He felt this kind of sadness, disappointment almost, that he had missed it.

“Is there something you would’ve wished for?” Akira asked.

“No.”

“Entertain me, please.”

“Fine,” a sigh left Kenji’s lips. He did have a wish but he was scared to say it out loud and into existence for what if it was to come true?

“I’d wish… we were two other people. Two people who need not say goodbye.” He whispered. There was silence that covered them after as the two stared up at the stars. Akira wished the same.

Kenji was the first to break the silence again, clearing his throat and breaking their . “Don’t stay out too late.” He said in his normal, annoyed tone. His footsteps became distant before Akira wills himself up to leave.

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“Akira.. Wake up.. Please wake up.” The soft breaking voice of a male begged, squeezing his hand tightly. His eyes struggled to open, his body feeling weak. He tried to speak but out came petals covered in blood. He coughed, a whole flower falling into his hand.