Disclaimers: No, I do not own Neon Genesis Evangelion, nor do I own anything related to it as well. Just the idea for this story.

A/N: Hello there, peeps! It's been a while since my last disappearance from this very website (again). Long story short, I've been catching up with a lot of stuffs I've missed throughout year 2013 since I was very busy most of the times, and didn't have much time to do what I always do. Anyway, this is the first time I've written a song-fiction, as a matter of fact. The idea came to me because the lyrics were just too similar to a scene I had in my head, so I had to write it out. On a completely irrelevant note, I feel pretty neutral about this little song-fic of mine. Just enjoy it as it is and have a fulfilling 'feel'-trip!

Song used in this fan-fiction:

Release My Soul - Aimee Blackschleger

Disclaimers: I do not own this song, just that it's so awesome I'm not even worthy of it.

'normal' = Narration

'italic' = Lyrics of the song

Scribbler A presents

His first ever song-fiction

"In Remembrance"

-Enjoy-

Oh take a look in the mirror, you look so sad

She woke to the quiet desolate morning, the window curtains barely concealing the view of her room from the world. The mirror adjacent to her bed shone dimly under the sunlight; she stared at her own unkempt reflection. Those sad, lifeless eyes.

Another day, without him.

It's so cold like that winter market we used to go

It was snowing outside, due to Third Impact being negated, and the thorough eradication of the Angels, everything was starting to return to the way they were, before all of it happened the first time.

Another breakfast, without him.

I don't cry anymore but I feel so hurt

It had been a year since then; the price of a life dear to her, paid so that the world could achieve peace at last. She couldn't do anything but cry for her lost since then. She cried, and cried, and cried, until the tears stopped. And there was no more, but the present hurt in her aching heart.

Another life, without him.

So I don't need you too close to me

There was a reason for her constant haughtiness she had shown to anyone and everyone in public. She didn't want anyone near to her, become dear to her, so that she would lose them again. She wanted those feelings rid off. But, she couldn't regret this. Not this.

She couldn't regret loving that spineless idiot.

You don't hear me, so you said

I don't know why things have changed since yesterday

Yet, of course, the idiot took it the wrong way. She couldn't even apologize now, now that whenever she remembered that day, the fight they had before they were deployed into the battlefield would be their last conversation. And that was the thing she regretted most.

This could be love again

All I need is you

She knew that long ago. She needed him long ago. Since that day, on that ship. They were meant for each other. She learnt only of that months after everything ended.

She never had the chance to experience the butterflies, the jittery and nerve-wrecking sensation when you realize you had feelings towards someone. That someone was long gone from her world.

Come back, I'm waiting anytime the heavy rains come

Still I miss days with you

I can't look into your face

Oh feeling blue and looking back again

Please come back to me

No matter how she pleaded to any higher being, how impossible it seemed to be whenever she would imagine him, standing on her doorway, informing her to get ready for dinner. She would always be hopeful; she would always try to be hopeful, no matter how improbable or illusionary it was.

To stay with you always

You are the world to me

And dreaming on

So you can take my sword for you

She would continue waiting; continue hoping, until that day, when she sees him once again. Under the blossoming cherry tree, on the rusting steel bridge, at the intersection they often took on their way to school, back on the ship they first met. She would wait for that day to come.

Oh how do you feel so fine

You are the world to me

And dream on

You stole my heart so long ago

Oh I release my soul

So you feel my song

So until that day, she would continue hoping. Hoping against hope, that that one day would arrive, when she could see that smile of his again.

Another world, without his smile.

(END)

Truthfully, I'm a tad bit afraid to see your reaction to this song-fiction. How 'bout you tell me (please be gentle) in the review section?