(44) reminiscing memories of a ghost

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It takes 10x as long to put yourself back together as it is to fall apart -Finnick Odair

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside yourself- Maya Angelo; I know why the caged bird sings

"In the darkest of times, hope is something you give yourself." – Zuko



⚠️Warning⚠️

- minor swearing

-angst heavy

-very emotional


Read at your own risk

Happy summer

enjoy, Rayla


PPS: I changed Kireina's alias from Nariki to Anica Heiriku (anagram version of her name)(Please tell me which one you liked better)
 

 



REIKA/ ANICA POV

 After long thought on this, I deiced to gather all my courage to confront a place I once called home. It was getting late, and I didn't want their families worrying, so I sent Hana and Tamaki home. I deeply sighed and had that nail-biting thought of 'What if I still had a family? What if they were still here? Would things be different then? just maybe...' I shook off the worries traveling down these near-empty streets.

I head to the Yamanaka flower shop and pull down my hood once I entered the shop. I cast-ed a light transformation genjutsu that made my eyes a shade of sea foam green like Gaara's; I always thought that they were a pretty color to have. My hair was still black but had highlights of a rich shade of brown mixed in. I decided I'd leave on the close I had since anyone had barely seen me in this outfit. My two long twin tails are now styled in a simple but messy bun.

I picked out a couple of bouquets. One cluster had some Irises, specifically blue, beautifully white, and yellow Frangipanis, and an assortment of blue, purple, and pink Hydrangeas in another.

A bright red floral bouquet held beautiful but mysterious Spider lily flowers with some poppies filling the blank spaces.

I also grabbed a basket full of red and white tulips and a more petite bouquet of about a dozen black roses.

"That's an awfully a lot of flowers." the cashier noted. "I bet it's not a coincidence that all of them, in one way or another, means death and morning," she adds as she rings them up. My eyes shifted to the floor, but she didn't see because my bangs hid them. "May I ask who did you lose" I didn't respond as a dark storm began to creep up, clouding my once bright sea foam green eyes. I don't really blame her for her ignorance, I get it trying to do small talk and everything, but that's creeping the line. It seemed that she caught on and immediately apologized. "Oh, I get it, it must still be a touchy subject. Hontōni mōshiwakearimasen, Yurushitekudasai" she politely bowed her head

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