Disclaimer:
Me no own Gundam Wing or the song. The song is Mr. Midnight by Garth Brooks.
Mr. Midnight
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Rain on the roof and time on my hands,
It sure seemed quiet out in radio land.
Heero Yuy rested his head on his hand, trying not to fall asleep, and trying not think about... about her. The phone beside him lit up, caller on line four.
They call me at the all-night station,
Make their special dedications,
And I do my best to play their requests,
When it's a desperate situation.
This was a desperate situation.
To distract himself, he poured himself some more steaming coffee and once again wondered how he had gotten this job, why he had even applied. Perhaps because it was the last job anyone would expect him to get. Maybe it was because it suited him, if not his character, then at least the way he felt inside. He put another CD in and set it to play, after quickly stating the title, artist, and dedication.
I'm Mr Midnight alone and blue.
The brokenhearted call me up,
When they don't know what else to do.
Every song is a reminder of the love that they once knew,
I'm Mr. Midnight, can I play a song for you?
The phone lit up again, this time on line five. Heero groaned and reached out for it. It was probably another poor kid who wanted him to play a song for some ex. He picked up the phone, and his blood ran cold.
"Caller on the line, could you please hold on?"
I recognized her voice the minute I picked up the phone,
Should I tell her that it's me, or leave it at a memory?
Haven't been myself since she left,
And I'm never gonna be.
I'm forever gonna be.
What am I going to do? he thought, panicking. It's her! It's Relena! He, not knowing what he was doing, asked her for her request.
Imagine my surprise when she spoke my name,
She said, "Could you tell him that I love him,
and I wish that things could be the same."
Heero's breath caught in his throat, and he nearly dropped the phone. Somehow, he gained the courage to speak, although he didn't know what to say.
Then a voice I never knew,
Said, "Honey, who you talking to?"
He heard her gasp, and whisper his name. There was an uncomfortable silence as they both digested the meaning of their situation.
Another light on the phone lit up.
"I... I'll call you later. Please, wait for me." he whispered, before switching over to the other caller.
I'm Mr Midnight alone and blue.
The brokenhearted call me up,
When they don't know what else to do.
Every song is a reminder of the love that they once knew,
I'm Mr. Midnight, could I play a song for you?
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^_^ I love that song.
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-Ayanami_Chan
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