A/N: No, I don't like musicals, and song rights go the respectful owners. And I'm not making this a one-shot, at least I don't think, depends on feedback.

Yoshiki stood on the roof looking out over the city. His stomach growled, but he was too caught up in thought of what had occurred, with four friends gone, Naomi balled up in her room, Satoshi was distancing himself from Yuka and Ayumi, Ayumi was having difficulties just getting though the day, but Yuka suffered the worst, she was the youngest and so naïve, before Heavenly host. Yoshiki tried to be there for all of them, finding he spent large amounts of time with Ayumi, but he felt so bad that he wasn't able to offer the type of confinement to her that Satoshi could to Naomi or Ayumi, if he wanted.

Yoshiki stared up at the sky, the grey overcast gave everything a de-saturated, darker, somber look, His thoughts drifted to Ayumi, how much he wanted to confess to her, but he felt that that would only space them apart, that she would start avoiding him, and she could slip into the palm of depression only to commit suicide, his mind started to drift to the extremes, like the many victims of Heavenly Host. He then thought of the best case scenario, the two could end up happy, like Naomi and Satoshi might.

Something beeped in Yoshiki's pocket, looking down to inspect the text.

'To: Me; From: Satoshi

Hey bud, How's the Shinozaki situation? Good Luck.

Cheers – Satoshi'

'To: Satoshi; From: Me

Not so good, Whats got you so cheery.'

'To: Me; From: Satoshi

I finally got Naomi to agree to go back to school, and we confessed, so life's starting to look up! : )'

Yoshiki chuckled at Satoshi's optimism, especially in such a bleak moment, slipping his phone back into his pocket.

"I can't stand to fly" Yoshiki began to sing, trying to get his feelings out.

A/N: This all happens in a few minutes.

Ayumi ran up the steps, crying once again, paining that no one remembered their fallen friends. She needed comfort, and knew that Yoshiki was always on the roof during lunch. She pushed the heavy door open quietly, to see Yoshiki, with his head down, gazing to the courtyard with all the young couples courting in one way or another.

"I can't stand to fly" He sang.

'Does he know I'm here?' Ayumi thought, silently approaching him, but keeping her distance.

"I'm not that naïve," he continued.

'He doesn't, guess I might as well listen' she thought, getting drawn in by his voice.

"I'm just out to find, the better part of me" He crooned, "I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane, I'm more than some pretty face beside a train. It's not easy to be me" Ayumi knew that he didn't know she was there, but she felt like he was singing to her, she stopped breathing heavily, but tears poured out of her eyes, as she reflected about how mean she was to him, throughout all of Heavenly Host, and then to how much he had protected her.

"I wish I could cry, Fall upon my knees," He continued after the short pause. "Find a way to lie, 'Bout the home I'll never see" Ayumi continued to cry, continuing to think about how she had fell for him after the event, how much she abused her love, and how he must see it, how she wanted to be with him, and know that she was protected and loved.

"It may sound absurd, but don't be naïve, Even heroes have a right to bleed, I may be disturbed, but won't you concede, Even heroes have a right to dream, And it's not easy to be me" He sang, Ayumi wanted to stop crying, but she couldn't, she wanted to hug him, and tell him that she loved him, and listen to him sing, for her.

"Up, up and away, away from me, Well, it's alright, You can all sleep sound tonight, I'm not crazy or anything." Continuing to sing, he stood up straight on the bottom rail, to lean over slightly and sing to the world. Ayumi stopped crying, not because she wanted to, but because her tear ducts had run dry for the time being, but her face was still damp from the tears.

"I can't stand to fly; I'm not that that naïve, Men weren't meant to ride, With clouds between their knees." He sang, getting a bit louder, but still not loud enough to resonate to the courtyard. Ayumi reflected back upon the first night back, when she had nightmares, she ended up on Yoshiki's door step, asking to sleep there, he tried to give her the bed, but she refused and eventually convinced him that she could sleep on the couch, but eventually crawled up his bed sheets because she had another nightmare, and slept next to him for the night, with him gently cradling her next to him, this was when she became fully conscience of the feelings she had for him.

"I'm only a man in a silly red sheet, Digging for kryptonite on this one way street, Only a man in a funny red sheet, Looking for special things inside of me, Inside of me, inside of me, Inside of me, inside of me." He sang louder again, people in the courtyard could barely hear him at this point. Ayumi reflected again, on the time that she slept next to him, and had a nightmare, feeling so much more reassured that he was next to her, and felt at home with him, but she felt as though he probably hated her for how she had abused him.

"I'm only a man in a funny red sheet, I'm only a man looking for her dream, I'm only a man in a funny red sheet, It's not easy," He sang, "It's not easy to be me." Ayumi joined in with him for the last line, starting to cry again. Yoshiki spun around to face Ayumi, cradling her in his arms. "Kishinuma, I'm sorry" she sobbed into his shirt, "And before I continue, I want to say I'm sorry…I love you…Yoshiki" She managed to choke out.

"You're sorry you love me?" Yoshiki questioned.

"No, I'm sorry I abuse you're feelings, I guess…I guess the song help me say that…" She choked up while saying this.

"I love you too…Ayumi" He comforted, pulling her in to hug. Ayumi shot her gaze up at him once the words settled in. She kissed him, feeling warmth cover her.

Yoshiki lead Ayumi down the stairs and back to class, waiting the day out, the somber atmosphere and lack of saturation made a romantic and personal mood, it let Ayumi stand out more to Yoshiki, made her seem close, both figuratively and literally, they were paired up in class, sitting right next to each other at the bench-table thing that the school called standard-issue.

Yoshiki felt something in his hand, turning his attention from the lecture to see a sad Ayumi, cuddling up to him, on the verge of tears once again. She looked up matching his gaze, and gave him a hurt expression. Yoshiki nodded, as if to say 'I know', which seemed to convey well with Ayumi, he pulled on her shoulder opposite of him, pulling her into a side hug through the lecture.

A/N: Think I should continue, or should I keep this as a one-shot, or should I delete this story all together, leave a review to tell me.