What If Paper Planes

Chapter 5
Nirvana

Her eyes boomed open while he, smiled.

"I waited for you."

She can't help but smile back,

"Did you wait for too long?"

The boy then walked towards her, held her hand and the two of them began to walk into everlasting peace.

"Nah. Time doesn't matter, now that you're with me."

.*.

"Hey, Len." the blond girl said as she looked up. He was sitting on a tree branch while she was leaning on the main trunk.

"Mm?" the boy relaxed his arms at the back of his neck.

"Can we visit him?"

"What 'him'?" the boy asked, looking at the girl.

"My father, silly." she replied, smiling.

"Rin, you sure of that?" he said as he jumped down the branch.

"Yeah. He returned your paper plane after all."

"He did? Wait. So your father is one of the guards?" Len asked, a bit surprised.

"Yeah. I remember he's the Commander or something.." Rin wondered as the two of them started walking again.

"Did you get to read it?" the boy asked, very curiously.

"Not really. It was too late back then." the girl's smile dropped, as well as the boy's excitement.

"Oh,"

"You know what's inside that letter?" Len grinned while he held her hand and started fiddling with Rin's fingers.

"What?" she smiled at his grin, they stopped walking.

He then whispered his unspoken words, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"I love you."

She smiled once more,

"I love you back."

.*.*.*.

It has been a year since his daughter died. She left behind the flowers the father placed on her vase, and that last paper plane.

He was sitting in front of her grave, and caught himself lost..and sad.

Then, he heard footsteps.

He wiped his hideous tears and turned his head,

it was the boy.

…

"Hey, Papa!" the father looked at who was the source of that familiar voice; it was his daughter standing beside the boy.

And she, looked very well and happy.

Just like how he wanted her to be, ever since she got that disease.

"Hey.." the father replied as he blond girl smiled.

"We'll be going now, okay?"

That stabbed the father's heart deeply. The girl, his only daughter, will be gone forever. What kind of father would want that?

But somehow, the father felt relieved. He knew that his daughter was safe and happy with that boy, even though that boy was a prisoner. Nonetheless, it's his daughter they're talking about, and nothing compares to her happiness.

"Take care, d-dear." he choked from his tears as he propped up his glasses to wipe them away.

"You too, Papa." the girl looked content as she waved goodbye. And in that next heartbeat.

They were both gone.

.*.*.*.*.*.

It's an unending walk up there, but it didn't pain us too much. I was-I am, happy to be with Rin, 'cause she would always smile, smile happily at me.

And her smile enough, would fill my world with happiness.

"What if paper planes," she suddenly speaks in a singsong voice, that was like honey to my ears.

"painted the world," then, she looks at me and smiles.

"like you painted mine?"

…

It's an unending bliss up there.