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// Last Day: Let it Rain 
// Story: Rain 
// by Commando-Scarecrow 
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Rain stood next to me the next day. All seven of us stood in one of the small grass plains behind the Motel 6 I lived in. It was funny. Watching me and her walk up to her friends like that, it almost felt like we were in an old western movie. The one about the gun fight at the O.K. corral with Kurt Douglas. Tomb Stone, I think it was called. You know the one. I was wearing my favourite orange t-shirt, the one with a winged star on the front and my favourite leather jacket. It was a cold and sunny October day with only a few clouds in the morning sky.
I'd never felt a lump so large in my throat, but I wouldn't cry. I know that Rain would do the same for me. She was wearing the first shirt she wore with the superman tee. The striped one. All five of her friends looked like they were about to do something that was unforgivable, but they shouldn't have. Rain was their friend and they were taking her back to their, her, world. As much as I wanted too, I couldn't blame them for that. "So this is it, isn't it?" I looked to Rain, standing to my left.
"I guess so, Miles," she responded. All of her friends stated silent as we said our final goodbyes to each other. "You know, Miles..."
She trailed off mid sentence. I knew where she was going with this, but I still wanted to hear her piece anyway. "Yeah, Rain?"
"I could stay here with you." She suggested that with such determination and optimism, as if she thought I'd say yes. "We could make that work." She seemed so sure of that, too. Like there was nothing we couldn't accomplish between the two of us.
"No, Rain," I shot her down, much to her shock and awe. I had no choice though. "No, we couldn't."
In a sad anger that seemed so familiar, she began to plead her case. "Why? Because this isn't my world?”
“Rain…”
“Because all my friends want me to come back home?!
“Rain.”
“What makes you think I'll let anypony tell me what to do like that?!" I only looked somberly to the earth as she continued angrily at me. "We could find a way, Miles! We're both wily enough to-"
I cut her off midsentence with a kiss, although it seemed to have been lacking something. At last settled down, I began to explain why it wouldn't work, fighting the tears every step of the way. "You talk too much." I fancied a quick look to her friends. Pinkie Pie was barely holding herself together, and Rarity would have been on the edge of her seat if she had one. Finally, Rain stayed quiet enough for me to tell her why she couldn't stay. "Rain, ever since you crashed into my life, you've been the best thing that's ever happened to me. I've never loved anyone like you before, but it just wouldn't work if stayed here. Regardless of how much we both want it."
"But-" I couldn't let her argue her case anymore because, if I did, I might end up letting her stay here.
"You could be so much more in Equestria than you can be here, and I can't give you what you deserve, Rain." The lump in my throat being barely kept in check. But barely would have to be enough. "I told you that this world has as much good as there is bad, but you deserve a world where there's MORE good than bad. And I can't," the tears kept trying to make their way out and I kept denying them. "I can't give you that, Rain. You're too good for this world."
"Miles," she seemed to have been having the same issues with her eyes as I had with mine. Finally, I heard Pinkie Pie's infamous waterfall tears. "You're not like any other guy I'd ever known. You've got..." it almost seemed like she couldn't find the right words to finish that sentence. "I- DARN IT!" She started tearing up. She just couldn't bring herself to say it.
I only smiled. "I know, Rain. I know." Somehow, I managed to leave even the infamous Rainbow Dash speechless. "Me too." Then I looked down to her right hand to see the familiar royal blue of the shirt I gave her. "You can keep the t-shirt, by the way." She smirked when I said that. If nothing else, I wanted to give her something to remember me by.
"Goodb-"
"Don't say goodbye, Rain," I gave her a look that was both joyful and sad. "I hate goodbyes."
"You're right, Miles," She grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. "Who needs words?" Then, as her last act in this world, she gave me a deep and long kiss that rivaled even the passion of last night. She was right. Words can go screw themselves. Finally, lost in the ecstasy of each other’s lips and as if from a dream I wished I would never wake up from, she let go. "Take care of yourself, Miles" She turned to her friends with a content look on her face. "Girls? Let's go home."
"Are you sure you didn't have anything else you wanted to say to him?" She smiled as she appreciated her friends concern. "You'll never get this chance again."
Looking at her friends, then back to me, she shook her head no with a weary and somber smile. "I'm sure, Twilight." Looking back at me, she seemed as ready as either of us was ever going to be. "We've said all we needed too." I think we've said all we needed to." She wiped her eyes as she said that. I disagreed with her. So much more could have been said but wasn't. It was my one regret. Twilight gave an understanding nod back to her friend, and then lifted both hands. It took some heavy concentration on her part, but eventually a violet vortex was torn open. Rainbow Dash went in first, looking back one more time like she wanted to say something, then went through the portal. Next was Applejack, then Fluttershy, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, and last was Twilight. The last thing I saw was of hers before the rift in time and space closed was the brilliant crimson hair of the woman I loved leaving my world forever. Then, almost by reflex, I fell to my knees and I let it rain. I let it pour.

To be concluded