HELLO AGAIN!!! This is pretty heavy and a lot darker than my other stories. I hope that it makes you think a little about anything. This switches POV a lot – between Claude and Miguel. (first section has no POV).

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Have you ever sat back and took a long hard look at the way you live your life? I'm willing to bet that you never have. What meaning does one persons life have in the great scheme of things? Not a lot. So why should it even matter anyway? Is mankind so weak, that to exist, we need to have a purpose? Why can't we except that our purpose in life is purely to see?

Because sometimes, our hearts need the love of someone else to keep beating.

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I'm here again. In the place that no one can hurt me.

But I'm afraid I might be lost. There's a pain in my chest which I think I may have caused myself. It feels like I'm dying.

My eyes are damp, but I'm not sure that the fluid around them are tears. It's far too thick. It smells and tastes like copper. I think it's blood.

I'm so lonely.

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Claude opened the door marked 'BBA revolution' and timidly smiled at the faces he was greeted by.

"Have any of you seen Miguel?" His heart sank when all the meaningless faces shook their heads.

"Is he in trouble?" Came a girls voice.

"I think he's dying" Claude muttered.

"Pardon?" Did you say you think he's dying?"

"No. I'm gonna kept trying. See ya" Claude shut the door and leant against it. He had to think about every breath he took, other wise his body would forget to take in oxygen. He'd walked in on something awful earlier that day, and it was tearing him apart. But amongst all of his own pain and confusion, he harbored a deep concern for Miguel.

Poor Miguel was being…. He was…. Mr. Barthez had been…. Oh god! For how long? How long for? Miguel…..

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There's a bird up there. Look. I don't think it likes me. I think animals can tell, can tell when someone is dirty. When someone needs to die.

I'm not sure I want to die like this, but what other option do I have? Claude knows now. He's probably running round all the teams and telling them about it. Hottest gossip of the century this is.

I never liked it when he touched me. I just…. didn't know how to make him stop without causing myself more pain.

I just wanted to feel wanted.

Why was Claude the one who had to find us? Why Claude?

Why couldn't Claude have been the one to want me?

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"Sorry Claude, I hope you find him soon. I wish I could have been more helpful" Rei's voice was surprisingly soothing to Claude, but nothing could calm his hopeless desperation.

"Wait a minute! I was in the lift with him about an hour ago! He seemed really upset, in fact, I think he was crying!" Said Mariah.

"Where did he get off?" Claude yelled. The first flicker of hope teasing him.

"I got off first. But he was going up. So he must be on the top floor or the roof!" Claude turned on his heel and ran without as much as a 'thank you'.

I'll help you through this Miguel. I know you would never have done that unless he made you! I know it. And I know you. And I love you. Please don't die. I need you!

Claude jumped in the lift and pushed Tala out of it.

"You got a fucking death wish frenchy?" An angry Tala exclaimed as the doors closed. "I'll get you later for this you piece of shit." Claude reached into his pocket and with drew a blood stained hankie.

Your body is trying to self-terminate. You've been trough more pain than it can cope with. Just hold on. I'll make everything better. I'll love you like you need to be loved.

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I don't feel as heavy as I used to. I feel so light, I could fly!

When did I end up with no one?

I can't see anything but red at the moment, so I better not fly today. And my chest is kinda imploding. I can feel the concave in my ribs. They'll snap soon and stab me. I won't have to jump. My body is doing everything for me.

Why not a girl? Why did he sleep with me? Why can't I ever loose him from my thoughts?

Why doesn't Claude love me?

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He opened the lifts door and stepped out onto the roof. The wind hit him like a ton of bricks, and his baggy pants nearly blew him to his doom. Claude scanned the area, and his eyes rested on a curled up figure surrounded by a pool of blood.

"Miguel!" He ran over as fast as his body would let him and collapsed by Miguel. "Speak to me!" Miguel twisted around to face Claude and smiled.

"You're too late Claude." Blood poured from his eyes and mouth, and he was grasping at his chest. Claude pulled his hands away to find that Miguel's rib cage was dipping inwards quite dramatically. "You're always too late to save me."

"I didn't know what he was doing! God, if you just spoke to me!"

"Why did you bother to come?"

"To save you! You're fucking dying Miguel!" Claude bent down closer to Miguel to start to pick him up. In one fluid movement, Miguel tugged on Claude's top – ripping it slightly – and kissed him. Kissed him so desperately, so deeply, with so much love and emotion, with all of his pent up feelings and pain and fear.

That it killed him.

Miguel broke away from Claude, and flopped to the ground. Claude panted and brought his fingers to his lips, hot tears cascading down his face. There was a slight creaking noise, and the base of Miguel's chest concave twitched, threatening to snap inwards at any given moment.

"I love you Miguel" All Claude could do was watch helplessly and pray.

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I hope you liked it so far! I'll update soon if I get enough people saying I need to!