Anyway, after I finished reading it, an idea popped into my head (as most ideas often do) and I just wrote it down. I kind of like it, but I haven't really gone through it too strenuously since I finished it because I wrote it at, like, two o'clock in the morning after an eleven hour car ride. Long story short, I was tired, and there are probably loads of mistakes in it.
But despite the manifold flaws that will inevitably pop up again and again from an unedited draft, I'm choosing to post it here because it's probably the only place I'll ever let anyone read it. :P
So here you go. It's called Symphony.
***
What is this gentle sound?
I had never heard anything quite as exquisite as this. The tinkling, the chimes, the way it echoed through the silent room...it was a music that I never possessed the capacity to imagine.
"Kaname-senpai," she wispered as she gripped my jacket in her tiny, powerless fingers. "Please, Kaname-senpai must let me go..."
No. I could not bear that insipid title. She had her memories back. Why couldn't she address em the way she used to, before this darkness consumed our lives? I waited ten long years for her to remember, and now that she could she still continued to cling to the pieces of her now broken life.
"Yuuki, don't you understand?" I murmured into her hair. The long black locks had grown back, the way they had been, the way I had admired. They blew now, gently in the night breeze, wafting the scent toward me. I breathed in deeply, letting her fragrance seep into my muscles. we had become one in nearly every way possible, yet I still wanted more. "If I leave you here now, I will shatter into a million pieces."
The music rang again, but this time with greater urgency.
"Onii-sama."
The chimes stuttered to a stop for a brief moment.
"Onii-sama, they need you," she said. She lifted her face from my chest and looked up at me with those wide, pleading eyes. This creature, this beautiful, loving, gentle, powerless creature was the only being in the entire world that could bend me. She had me so completely wrapped around her finger, and yet she still needlessly wielded her most powerful weapon. "If you don't leave her now, you will never see them again."
The ringing grew stronger, but something throbbed. The tiniest portion of my black heart that didn't belong to her ached for the others, the ones that so blindly thrust their well being into my reckless and cruel hands. They had come to love me, and I, in my own way, had come to love them.
But their deaths would be nothing compared to hers. I knew quite well.
"Yuuki, everyday for the past ten years, I have lived through the pain of losing you." Surely the ache inside of me was evident on my face. It was too much for me to keep inside. "How much longer must I suffer this?"
Tears began to well up in her eyes. The music grew to an almost deafening roar.
"No," she whispered. "Please don't make a face like that." And swiftly, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my face to hers.
Our lips touched for but a tantalizing moment. The contact scorched my skin, warming me from my cold core to my even colder limbs. In this one, brief and cruel second, I had been cured of all my darkness and eternal light carved its way into my existence. But it was hard to distinguish which sensation was strongest: the music or the touch?
She pulled away just long enough to look at me. "It will be okay, onii-sama," she murmured.
Despite the power of the music in my ears, I couldn't tear my focus away from the lips that just touched mine.
"I promise." She lifted her hands and her fingers traced the shape of my lips. The music--so exquisite, so beautiful--softened for a moment. "I promise, I will be in your arms once more."
The final crescendo came as a deafening crash in my ears as she turned away from me and ran, her long, dark locks flying every which way as she went.
It was in the painful, dazed moment that I finally realized the source of the music.
It was the delicate sound of my breaking heart.
***
Ciao.
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