Standard disclaimer applies.
A/n: I left the pairings pretty open on this. It was intended to be Shuichi x Yuki, but it could be taken a number of ways if you so desire.
This is it, huh?
Falling apart without the words. Silent screams lodged in my throat.
It makes sense that this is one thing we'd have to do without the words. Our lives depend on our words. My lips are twisted into a wry smile at the idea. I guess I've always been a bit cynical.
I was there all night, I'm always there, but you don't notice. At this point, I hardly expect you to.
I doubt you even notice that I've left
It hurts, but I need this.
Our song is no longer a duet.
It may not even be a song anymore. More of a play; a tragedy.
I hope you don't see me like this; that would be unnecessary. There will be no goodbyes between us.
It would hurt more for you to see what pain you've caused me, for you to know the depths of my self-deprecation.
I feel your name on my lips as my breath escapes for a last time.
Feather soft as my eyes close; my nerves are dead, the only pain is the pain I make in my mind.
When the officers look for a note, they find nothing. Only a blank piece of notebook paper folded neatly and placed on the sink. As though that would explain anything. The lead detective ruffles his hair. "It's a shame, he was so young. My daughter really liked his work."
A heavy silence hangs in the room, a young cop rests his hand on the older gentleman's shoulder in comfort. "These things happen everyday." His eyes hold sadness, but there is a smile on his lips.