Who Wants to Live Forever
Author: Madisonne
Part: 1/1
Warnings: Severe angst, reference to yaoi tendencies (easily over-looked), song-fic
Disclaimer: For some reason, the people at Bandai keep on forgetting to return my calls... So, no, I don't own them yet. Operative word: YET! MWA HA HA HA HA!!! Ahem... Don't steal, or else I'll sic my demon-chibis on you. Stop laughing! They can strip a cow of its meat in one minute! Or is that piranhas? Hmmm... Who Wants to Live Forever is the property of the musical group Queen.
Notes: I wrote this in Spanish class one day and made myself cry. Hey, I was having a bad day! But I think I like it, it's very... Introspective, for me at least! Hope you enjoy!
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Kicking in the air-duct, he dropped softly to the tiled floor of the hospital ward. He slowly approached the prone figure on the cot, stopping to stand a step from the cold metal framework.
//There's no time for us
There's no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams
Yet slips away from us//
He hated him. He feared him. He destroyed him. And, yet, through all that, he still loved him. But that didn't matter, they were not meant to be. Maybe the gods had made a terrible mistake; perhaps they weren't meant to have been born into this world.
//Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever//
He was tired, he realized while standing before the patient. Tired of living and tired of fighting in a world that no longer held an attraction to him. Exhausted, he fell to his knees beside the cot, clutching onto the metal handrail with white fingers.
//There's no chance for us
It's all decided for us
This world has only one sweet moment
Set aside for us//
He took a deep, cleansing breath and took the lifeless hand of his former enemy into his own, half-consciously trying to will his life-force into the victim of his crime. With all of his body and soul, he prayed to anyone who might be listening to bring him back. If only they could have a second chance, he was certain that things could be different. He would give anything, just to have another chance to make things work.
//Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
Who dares to love forever
When love must die//
The machine beside the cot began to beep furiously and he jumped back from the bed. Using a near-by chair for leverage, he pulled himself back into the duct-works. He watched, tears stinging his eyes and cheeks, as the doctors attempted to resuscitate the patient. After a half an hour, a doctor pulled off his gloves and sighed, "Time of death, thirteen twenty-four."
//But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today//
It was slightly sickening how quickly the room was cleared of the busy workers. They all just left the man there, blood on the floor and on his arms and neck, the intubation kit still hooked up and the tube they'd stuck in him still plunged into his airway.
//Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
Forever is our today//
Crying harder than before, he recoiled back from the sight of the dead person. Once able to walk again, he scrambled through the ducts and made it to the mechanic's exit at the top of the building. He stumbled to the edge of the building, and looking down the thirty-some floors to the ground, spread his arms and jumped.
//Who has forever anyway//
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A/N: Anyone have a clue as to who the patient and the jumper are supposed to be? ;-) Well, if you don't know, then just e-mail me and I'll tell you. ;-D (I over-use that, don't I?) Please please please review! Reviews make me feel like I should write more! :-D! Besides, it's good karma!