Dear Readers,

MERRY CHRISTMAS! This is the sequel to 'Soundless Voice.' Hope you enjoy it, R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid

Proof of Life

I lay awake in bed, just staring out the window. When I see white dots flowing down from the gray sky. I wipe the fog from my window and look closer; it's the first snow of the new day.

I get up and as quietly as possible, tip toe over to where my best friend is sleeping. 'Len.' I gently shake him.

He moans awake. 'Rin, what's up? It's so early.'

'It's the first snow of the new day and I want to go outside while it's still fresh.'

'And you need someone to go with you.' He concluded.

'Yes.' I smile at him through the darkness of the room.

'No.' He states simply.

'Why~?' I whine.

'Because it's too cold and cold is bad for your health, and if something happens to you I'll feel responsible.'

'Please Len. Nothing will happen.' I say, knowing it's probably not true, I'm very sickly.

'*sigh* alright, I'll go.'

'Yay!' I grab his hand and drag him out of bed and out the door. 'Wow! It's so pretty!'

'Yeah.' He smiles.

We walk at a slow pace, hand in hand. His hand is so warm. I admit I had my doubts about coming out here. But now that he's standing next to me, right where he should be, all the doubts are gone.

I look around and all the trees are bare. There are no flowers or grass pushing through the blanket of snow covering them. There are no animals around either. At first I just wanted Spring to hurry up and come, but I don't care anymore. Winter's nice.

I feel a strong pang in my chest, but I ignore it. I will live another day, so I can sing. I don't want to leave this world without leaving something behind. Some form of an indication or symbol, something that shows Proof Of my Life.

I stop walking, let go of his hand and walked a few steps in front of him. I look up to the sky and hum. No I don't want to hum, I want to sing! I open my mouth and let the words escape, I know my voice is faint but 'what does my voice sound like now?' I know my song sound's sad, but I don't want to leave a sad song behind. And please while I'm alive, let me sing with you.

The pang in my chest returns and I break out into a violent coughing fit. 'Rin!' Len shouted and ran closer to me.

I put my hand up in reassurance that I was fine when my coughing subsided.

'See, I knew this wasn't good for you! Let's go back home where it's safe and warm.'

I nodded my response.

He held out his hand and turned, ready to walk away. I reached out my hand but my vision went blurry. The last thing I felt before I was completely consumed by darkness was the cold snow.

Now it's dark, I can't see anything. I can't hear a single word you say. It's terrifying, agonizing and lonely.

Everything continues to disappear,all of my memoires. But that dear face of yours, with my favourite smile is still here.

So please sing me a gentle song, although I cannot hear it. I hope you know that I'm always here beside you, and I hope you won't forgetI will never let you be alone. I will never leave you.

Because you are by my side, I do not feel alone, I'm ready to go.

I feel your strong, soft hands embrace me, and I feel the warmth that they hold.

I cannot hear you anymore, but I think I understand that the hands that hold me close are saying 'I love you...okay?'

Proof of my life is my answer to you…

'I love you.'

A/N: So that is the end of Proof of Life. That also concludes my Christmas Stories for 2012. Have safe and happy holidays,

Yours Sincerely,

Loving New Dawn.