(A/N) Found the songs Paper Plane and Prisoner and HAVE to write a fanfic to go with them!
Dedications- Again, my wonderful editor (who won't get this story I bet!) and Saara Uchiha!
DISCLAMER- I don't own Paper Plane, Prisoner, Rin, Len, or any other vocaloid or utaloid!
Chapter 1—Fate
A young blond girl sat on a hospital bed kicking her legs back and forth, her shoes forgotten on the ground. She was dressed in a beautiful white dress and a pink shawl was draped around her shoulders, though it hung off her thin frame a little. A white sunhat sat upon her head and a matching pink bow was tied around it.
There was a small window overlooking a barbed wire fence that hung just out of her reach.
Father works over there! The blond girl thought happily. Though really, she was anything but.
A deep grey building sat just beyond the fence. Her dad never told her what exactly he did, but she knew it made him happy. He said he made the world better for her. She liked that. He said that she would get better if she stayed happy, so she made sure to see her father off to work every single day.
A lady wearing all pink (even her long, thick hair was a bubblegum pink!) walked in and smiled at the girl. "Hello Miss Rin. How are you feeling today?"
Rin shrugged. These hospital visits had become more and more frequent recently.
"As normal my head hurts and it's hard to walk really far." Rin said as if the world didn't matter. Not like daddy cares…
"Well your father told us to keep you here in this hospital. You should be ok but you'll need some medicine."
Rin was confused, but nodded. She knew her father would rather have her living closer to his work so she was ok with it. Ok with it… She thought sadly. I want to see mommy… but daddy said with mommy gone I'd be happier… I'd be healthy!
Rin sighed and lay down as the pink haired woman walked out. Rin looked out the window, and saw a boy standing there. He had a pad of paper in his hands and he was drawing and watching the building she was currently in.
Rin wanted to meet him.
I want to feel the cool grass under my feet… I want to feel the soft wind blow through my hair… I want to smile in the sun and feel the warm rays on my skin…
To be free.