1 Real Strawberries

June 23, Stellar Year 2923

Kingdom of Arizone,

Blue Planet.

[Flash back]

"Do you really think we can find Real Strawberries there?" while passing through Central Square, a beautiful voice filled with liveliness rangs in my ears. I smile brightly at your unease expression and says; " With information this time, I'm sure we can find them."

Upon that you laugh loudly and replies with a smile that wears your trademark expressions.

"These are excatly same words that you told me last time, but looking forward to it seems promising."

While passing through the memorial tomb stone of our ancestors in Clear Water. We reach the other side of city. This town is famous for it's flowershops and gardens. This side of our capital city is called FLO which means Flowers in our ancient language. The scenery here is too much beautiful but it's such a shame that none of flower and plants are real, all are genetically hybrids. After countless attacks of parasites and disease causing lethal viruses on food crops, during the time of 2nd evolution, our ancestors decides to make all the plants artificial thanks to advanced technology. So that no havoc can be able to damage to health of our citizens. According to an ancestral order all the things will be processed in the laboratories of Great Kingdom of Arizone.

"What are you doing here Majors?" a familiar voice that I hear from my back. We both turn back and saw our friend Captain Doctor GIBBS standing there. He smiled at us.

"Nothing much just Finding The Real Strawberries Mission; Attempt 203." my sentence was fallowed by little yet cheerful giggles of us. With one more campanian we step forward to our destination.

"Have you hear news from war ground?"

Gibbs asked a question that was normally banned in our normal conversation.

"Uncle! I mean Command in Chief says that by tomorrow morning we will hear news from war ground. Sooner or later we have to face it."

Your cheerful voice seems dull when you say this. May be you knew a little bit about what going to happens in our soon to be present. Yet in the upcoming other second you seems and sounded as cheerful as always when we saw a green house from far away in front of our eyes.

MARCH 29, STELLAR YEAR 2926

OUTSIDE THE WALLS

PRESENT TIME

I stand before a memorial stone outside the walls, under a cherry tree that wasn't hybrid not any genetically engineered one. A tree and a real cherry tree which stand still and sound in this artificial atmosphere created by our ancestors. I place the white rose near the memorial and stand there silenced for a minute. Lays there the beautiful you. Never in my wild dreams ever I imagine that there will be a day that I will be seeing a picture of you on black memorial stone.

Everytime I come here my legs goes weak, so weak that I can not even stands.

On my knees, I bid you farewell each day for your happiness in afterlife. Each day I promise myself that I will let go of past but my heart seems to be on rebellion against me.

The redness of clouds remind me that I have to go back before dusk.

I have to go outside the Kingdom for a while so I'm not coming back tomorrow or day after tomorrow.

He touch the picture with his trembling hands.

"On my knees, I'm biding farewell to you for your happiness in after life. Stay safe here until I come back to you again." And he left