A/N- So, I am laughing like a nutcase for no reason even though I am starting a semi-depressing one-shot. WTF is wrong with me! Well, this is for ChinasPandaARU I guess. Italics are Ivan, regular print is Yao, underline is both. This is not beta read!
Song: The Mortician's Daughter – Black Veil Brides
I'm Home Again.
A fight. A fight that changed us so. Over time we grew apart, do you remember Ivan? We fought until we both cried that night...it was I that drove you away, I know that now. Every time I get lonely, though, I sing that song. No matter where I am, whether it be at home or even so much as a funeral, I will sing it a thousand times and think of you, my love.
That son of ours, he wasn't born when I left you there...I wonder how he is, Jao-jao. I wonder about him and of course...you. My dear sunflower, how I miss your touch, the feeling of you laying on my chest at night. And this hotel bed I lay upon feels as empty as my heart.
I will wait as long as I must for you to come home. And though the universe seems at a stand-still without you in my arms, I will always be thinking of you.
I keep your picture on my nightstand. I promise you that I have never allowed a speck of dust to fall upon such a prized item. Every night after I put our son to bed, I walk out on the snow-covered balcony and repeat your name silently, like a prayer or chant. Sometimes I scream 'I love you Ivan!' at the mountains until my voice breaks and I am rendered without a voice...I love you more than the power in that scream and so much more, Ivan.
When I left you there last December do you remember what I said Jao? As I left you, I said I loved you. Regret still lingers in my heart and no matter where I go I see your soft face. Even so, I promised you that when I pull myself together, I will see you again.
Sometimes, I sit here and think of you. I think of all your interesting ways of showing affection, all the time we spent together, the first time we met, the first time we kissed...and a faint blush is brought to my cheeks as I smile. Sometimes, I consider calling you, I stare down at the phone, wishing to dial your number but my pride – it stops me.
I make a fuss over a fight that happened long ago, creating a longer road made of stone and gravel. Of course, my heart bleeds when I don't call you like I wish to hear your voice even for a little. But a bleeding heart, can conquer anything, or so I've heard.
We haven't spoke since last December. You said you loved me as you left me. Regrets still haunt your saddened head but I promised you I will see you.
I promised you those years ago, and now I'm home again. I am welcomed by your loving embrace and that of a young boy bearing black hair and purple eyes. I'm home again.
I promised you we'd be here when you came back. And now...I'm home again.
I'm home again...
A/N – I am the WORST fanfiction writer ever. EVER! And I hate this story. I need a real fanfic writer to write it for me...seriously. I know its mpreg, very rushed. It's a shitty songfic and I should be shot. Seriously. I have disgraced Black Veil Brides and APH. I am very sorry for the OOCness. Russia should come beat me with his water pipe. I deserve it! I will never torment you with my horrid writing again. Even so, your choice of Shinatty-chan or Shanghai if you put a kind review...
Song: The Worm and the Bird – The Used