AG: I've been away for so long (who wants to know why check my profile) But I'm back again, with a whole new fanfic to share. (And a crappy keyboard, so if you see any mistakes please tell me! Grammar mistakes are also highly appreciated!) Who knows where the title of the chapter comes from gets a virtual cookie. ^-^ By the way, I own nothing except the storyline.
WARNING! Contains suicide, depression/emo-ness, angst, shonen-ai, terminal illness, death, romance, hints of abuse and fatherly feelings. Very AU.
Second chance for nothing
Summary: Neku Sakuraba thinks the world is better of without him. But when he thinks it's finally over, everything seems to start again. Serveral couples inside.
Chapter one: Goodnight, travel well
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Neku Sakuraba stood before his favourite wall. The grafitti here has always pulled him through, but this time it was different. He felt like all the negativity in Shibuya flowed into his body and ate him from the inside. Life couldn't be more painful. The boy grabbed his MP3 player and skipped through his playlist to find the song that fits his emotions the best. He clipped it back onto his belt and sat down. Still watching the grafitti he decided to stay here until night falls. He had nothing to return to anyway.
Night fell and the Udagawa district became awfully quiet. Not that Neku cared, or even noticed it. The music was booming from his headphones and probably damaging his ears. But Neku just sat still and watched the wall. Just watched. Until the stars were shimmering and the street lightning died down. When it was this late he stood up. He pulled his headphones down. The music was so loud he still could hear everything. The boy leaned against his precious wall and grabbed into his pockets. His left one was empty, but out of the right he took a gun. The metal was gently shining in the starlight. He didn't hestitate. The world was better of without him. The gun was laid against his temple.
And all that stands between the souls release
This temporary flesh and bone
The voice out of his headphones made the decicion. His finger pulled the trigger. He didn't feel a thing.