My Kenzo
Phonecell Hanger

A beautiful Christmas photo she frowned upon, smiling in her best clothes. I don't know how many times Tatewaki changed clothes.

The layer of snow outside had melted perfectly, warm sunlight pierced through the window, a small white butterfly entered. Flapping his wings, alight him over the photo of a lover who looks happy. The photo is located next to a glass vase with fresh lavender flowers filling it.

Tatewaki smiled, reaching for his car keys leaving his room.

Spring flowers bloomed, many options before him, in a small flower shop. Thinking about the face of Seina who was about to smile receiving the flower of her gift.

Until a bouquet of beautiful flowers is selected by him. Returning to the car, Seina may be angry with him, or not remember him. But there will never be another farewell.

A bouquet of lavender flowers glimpsed. Fragrances are often attached to the body of her lover, hoping to make Seina remember their togetherness.

A seina? His sense of loss and guilt, makes Tatewaki unable to accept the fact that the figure he met during the festival named Amel.

Fingers clenched their hands holding the steering wheel, a different feeling when meeting with Seina. However, only Amel hopes that there is a miracle Seina is still alive. He can pull his words to break their relationship.

Her tears flowed, blurring her vision for a moment. The quarrel 10 years ago is still remembered by him, the quarrel that made him leave Seina in the camp alone....

'What do you mean have another lover? Did I ever disappoint you...'

'Mom.. no, I ..' Seina's words stopped the girl crying in front of her lover.

'Christmas Eve, the first time we did it together. After that you start to have another lover, does he satisfy you more.' Tatewaki's lips are full of contempt, disappointed with Seina who says she loves another man.

Seina bowed clenched her hands, only crying, not explaining anything. Tatewaki was the first man to touch her, it was a reality. After that, loving, even sleeping with another man? No, the young man before her was the only person she loved.

'Let's just end it, I hate you. Never show your face to me again.' he said emotionally.

Seina rounded her eyes, preventing Tatewaki's departure. However, the young man brushed off his hand, without turning back in the slightest, sick of seeing the beautiful face of the lover who had accompanied him for three years. Her tears flowed, Seina bowed alone, not wanting to explain despite feeling pain from letting the man she loved go.

Not looking back? Tatewaki missed the chance to see his lover's face for the last time. It only grew stiff at the bottom of the ravine he finally saw, a face filled with bloodstains.

"Seina.." The young man hit the driver of his car.

Regretted? Of course, if time could be turned back, he would not say goodbye. Don't you ever show your face again? With death, Seina granted Tatewaki's wish not to see his face again.

For 10 years, that face is still remembered. But he can never be seen again, a regret that is too late, right? Sometimes one sentence becomes a prayer recorded by an angel. 'Never show your face again!' Only death can grant wishes, not wanting to see the face of the foolish woman who loves him sincerely.

***

However, this time it was different, Seina's face was on her look. The face is really similar, just different age and hairstyle. She believes Seina is coming back for her.

A small bell rang, carrying a bouquet of lavender flowers. Tears have been wiped away.

Slowly the door opened, "You weren't invited..." Kenzo slid the door shut perfectly.

Tatewaki clenched his forehead, again shaking the bell violently.

Not Amel, again that shitty young man came out."It's high quality ginseng, don't see my girlfriend again." he said giving me three carrots. Then closed the door full of smiles.

"he. ginseng? People are not sane!!" he slammed into the door in front of him. Throw three carrots in his hand.

Tatewaki thought for a moment, leaving the house quickly. Go to the wine cellar where Amel works.

Until the afternoon before he waited, the girl finally came out. "Tatewaki?"

"Amel, want to go around with me?" he asked, smilingly thrusting a bouquet of lavender flowers.

***

Two pairs of legs walk on crowded walking trails. Amel bought a fishcake, and ate it half, the other half of which he kept.

"Amel what if on our weekend to the amusement park?" her question wanted to restore the thumping feeling in her while clasping Seina's fingers 10 years ago.

"I don't like to go to amusement parks, it's more fun to stay at home on holidays" she replied, smiling.

No like? Seina would jump into his arms every said she was going to the amusement park. But this woman beside him was different, a different feeling, not a careless girl anymore.

Amel loosened his head feeling the afternoon sunlight. Then walking back, there was no beating in the young man's heart just like the other girls.

Eyes could deceive her, but her heart said no, not Seina.

"Amel, I want to talk to you about something. Can we sit there?" tanyakanya. He was answered with a nod by Amel.

The green leaves were above them, the sun was already beginning to sink. Sit together on a park bench.

"Amel, where were you born? Have you ever had an incident before...?" tanyanya doubt.

"Why? Is it like Aiko, you think I'm someone named Seina?" Amel laughed a little, thinking it was a joke.

"Latin? If you are Seina don't joke!! This is not funny!! I said it, split up!! I know I was wrong, but not by pretending to be dead!! What 10 years is not enough to punish me.." he hugged Amel, crying sobbing. But not getting a reply.

"Why have I always been a place to confide.." he muttered, letting go of Tatewaki's embrace."Lookatme!!"

"Look at my eyes." he said staring at Tatewaki.

"What Seina, is she your lover? If so, how do you feel seeing my eyes? Tasteless right?" tanyanya assured the young man before her. "Forgotten eyes can lie to you, but your heart does not,"

Tasteless? Totally bland as he stared at the face before him. Different from 10 years ago. Seina, really is dead, left her. Just an Amel, someone who was like a good friend stared at him.

Tatewaki closed his eyes, his tears flowing. Not being able to see Amel's eyes again, accepting reality after having hope, was difficult."He no longer exists ..."

"I caused his death, he was now lonely in a dark place." tearful words from Tatewaki, interrupted.

Amel let out a rough sigh, "You know why I picked Kenzo's gift of a pair of white butterflies?"

Tatewaki stared at Amel who was sitting next to him, not understanding.

"Kenzo looks ruthless from the outside. But lonely from the inside, both his parents died when the vile man was born,"

"I don't know so much. But there's a Japanese mythology story that I love, about Hikaru, a grandfather who lived alone behind the grave of his lover, until his death to pick him up,"

"Kenzo once told a story, when we slept together. That's why I gave her the keychain of a pair of white butterflies, reassuring her that her parents always accompanied her. Like Hikaru's lover who accompanies him to the end of his old age, by becoming a white butterfly,"

"Meet her when the time comes." she smiled at Tatewaki.

"White butterfly?" Tatewaki tried to smile, taking back a bouquet of flowers from Amel."Since this isn't yours, I'll return it to Seina,"

"Well, when I wanted to destroy it, it became a room fragrance..." Amel chuckled, followed by Tatewaki.

Just friends? Maybe that's what's between them. There was no other feeling, the beautiful little white butterfly, perched on top of the tree where they were talking. A little light in the darkness. Without anyone realizing it.

The story of the little white butterfly? Something simple about a grandfather named Hikaru who lives alone behind the grave of his lover. Decided never to marry.

In winter, it is unusual. Without the existence of flowers, at an improper temperature, a white butterfly met him near his death. The flying back disappeared after Hikaru breathed his last. The lover who always accompanied her, though death had picked up the girl, as a white butterfly who never left.

***

While elsewhere, Kenzo forced himself to smile, "Amel is home? With the guy who brought the lavender flowers?" her question was answered with a nod by a colleague of Amel's.

Kenzo reached into his pocket, contacted someone, "Frans, hire me a gangster or something!!" they were emotional, wanting to catch them immediately.

His thoughts? Confused how else to punish the girl who kept him restless.

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