I'm Smiling

Figures, I write my first fic about an anime no one knows about...now I'll get no reviews...

Oh, I don't own Juvenile Orion. Enjoy.

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You were always the same, always looking ahead with the same grin on your face. You would always tell me to smile, to be happy.

And I would always tell you to be serious, to "do your homework for once," to quit smoking. Honestly, did you have that many problems that you could barely take care of yourself? Or was it just a lie that you needed me, and you were getting a kick out of me telling you "I'm only coming over just this once," then doing it again?

You always said you'd go to hell when you died, but you'd always say it smiling. Are you looking back, with that grin on your face, or did you turn your back on me like I always worried you would?

You had to keep saying you wouldn't leave me. You did.

I was reassured no matter what happened, you'd be there. Now lying here, the knife pressed to my neck, where are you?

You told me to smile. Itsuki, I'm smiling.

Owari

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Written in 5 minutes, this is the product of a good day. Thanks for coming, and please review.

Also, I'd like to apologize to anyone I might have offended with this. This is mainly to a friend who claims not to read fanfics, but, I know, will come across this (just my luck) and not be too happy. So, Haku, if you read this and want to hurt the author, I pray we never meet again.