Hey guys! This is my first fanfiction, let alone my first Pita Ten fanfiction, due to my amount of work I couldn't finish and then upload, so I'm going to try update every week. Please review constructively! And sorry for the spelling errors (if there are, I checked.). Sayonara! ;)
(C) Pita Ten and all related media. Koge-Donbo
Pita Ten Fanfic
By BlackHaloOnix
OnixTales here night I died"
I
How to remember your love. For the boy
"This storm has lasted over a week now," the purple-haired boy thought. "no typhoons, the forecast gets it wrong every single time. What is going on?" He sighed. Kotarou was sitting in front of his window, his homework and studying done and the lack of electricity had cut him off of any videogames or TV. "An explanation would always come," he thought. "When Misha-san was here, even the craziest one would suffice." The memories even after 3 years; were still somewhat painful. From the day Misha-san left his sight; a lot of things had happened:
Koboshi-chan, after years of practicing ballet, had been discovered by a headhunter at her school. She had become a star overnight, and was now doing a tour around the world. Kotarou, Ten, Dai and Kaoru had ounce been able to attend one of her recitals at a famed auditorium in Osaka. Kotarou had sent her flowers. But he never knew if she acquainted the gift. He was not even sure if the flowers reached her.
Ten-chan had accomplished a great position at a renowned IT company based on Tokyo. The headhunters had seen in him a great capacity for programming algorithms and hired him with a respectable position even before he finished college, which he entered even before he got the chance to graduate from middle school. He and Koboshi were now sharing a much deeper relationship. "Any day now one of them will propose to the other." Kotarou said "it's only a matter of time."
Dai-chan had come up with a great idea for the Mitarai corporation that sent his company sky-rocketing even farther than it originally was: Dai-chan had been responsible for the Mitarai Corp. total control over the Chinese and Japanese online transactions. As he was finishing his middle school, he got the respect he longed for from his father and had his post secured in the family business.
Kaoru had dedicated herself to caring for children in the day cares. Shino had been under Kaoru's care too. A care that would grant Shino a happy kiddy life. Shino was now in elementary school, which she found, despite the opinion of other children; absolutely fun.
Unfortunately, things for Kotarou hadn't gone as well as his friends. He had taken a job at a manga artist's studio, doing backgrounds and spellchecking. It was lowly and monotonous. His dad, always in a never ending business trip; had lost touch with his son over 4 months ago. The last that Kotarou had heard from him is that he was going to settle down in Finland. He trusted Kotarou with the responsibility of taking care of himself from now onward. "You are a grown up," Kotarou's father had said over the phone "you can take care of yourself now, as you have been the past 10 years."
Kotarou held back his tears at the thought of this. "At least 3 years ago it was less painful. Misha and Shia were here. But Misha… I really loved her." Kotarou stood up and pulled his raincoat from a nearby chair, got out of his small flat and bolted the door. He started to walk across the aisle, only to realize he was going on the wrong direction. Again. To Misha's and Shia's flat. There were already some people living in. Dirty teens that spent their nights smoking and drinking until their bodies could hold up no more. The sole thought that a pure and pristine angel had lived there made him angry. He saw it as an insult to Misha's memory. But still, those freeloaders had no idea. It was useless. Useless. That's how Kotarou felt. His life was stuck, just as it had been before Misha had appeared in his front door.
He walked down the dimly lit road with the impending rain. Kotarou liked to prowl the streets at night. He always found it freshening. But this night he just kept on thinking of Misha-san. The adorable angel that loved him, and he loved back. But for his own sake and of Misha's, he had to let go. Although he initially thought of this as a really happy memory, the past ages had turned it into the most miserable moment of his life and the one thing he regretted the most….
Wahoo! Flashback
It was a sunny day of mid-winter. Sasha had given Misha 3 days to make Kotarou happy. This was the last one. And even without Misha's help, it was a happy day already: Kotarou had passed the Joudai Middle School exam. He and his friends would go to the same school; except, unfortunately; for Ten-chan. Misha was standing in the middle of the road, smiling as she always did. Kotarou had put a real thought into the situation that was surrounding him: He didn't want to become like his great-granduncle who had killed himself for a young Misha. He didn't want to forget the su-girl either. There was Misha's long-life dream too: Become a full-fledge angel. He didn't want her to fade away and die like Shia had. In the end, one would loose what he wanted. But he was determined that Misha-san wouldn't be that person.
He reached to Misha-san and said "Misha-san, you said you wanted me to be happy." "Hai-su!" responded merrily the pink-haired angel. "I wants Kotaro-kuns to be happies-su!" Kotaro held Misha's hand. "I don't want you to die, Misha. I don't want to be Kotaroh either. If you would accomplish your dream; that would make me truly happy. There's only one way: You must take form me what is not intended for humans. I want you to take away my ability to see you." Misha quivered when she heard this. She simply did not expect to hear this. "But if you do this-su," she said. "You wants see me-su. I love you Kotarou-kun-su." Kotarou nodded. "I'm well aware of that. I will treasure your memory with my friends, just as you said as I should do with my mother. Then I will be truly happy." A blinding light only visible to Misha and Kotarou appeared between them. Their hands parted and Misha-san disappeared. Kotarou still caught a glimpse of Misha before she faded away wearing a pearly white dress. She was an angel. That was all that mattered…
End Flashback
It pained him now. "I hope that Misha's doing well up there. I really do." Thought the boy as he continued to walk in the night.