Disclaimer: I do not own 'Angels', Within Temptation, or any characters mentioned in this songfic.
Warning: character self-harm and suicide
I only used parts of the song, I had certain lines that I needed to use and I couldn't quite stretch it out long enough to include them all properly so I've missed parts out…
Anything written (like this) is a line or lines from the song.
…and I apologise to any Sakura fans out there, she comes across as a bit useless and/or pathetic in this fic…sorry…
My Fallen Angel…
(Sparkling angel…)
I spent my entire life chasing after you, trying to catch your attention. I tried to stand out from the crowd, make you notice me.
(I couldn't see…)
You never even looked at me unless you had to. Even then, it was not in the way I wanted. You never noticed me beyond mentally wishing ill fate to me and to all who followed you.
(Your dark intentions…)
You did not want to acknowledge my existence; you had your sights set on a different target. You felt that you did not have time for anything except your 'ambition' and working towards achieving it.
(Your feelings for me.)
I continued to follow you every day, think about you every moment of my waking life, and dream about you every night.
(Fallen angel…)
You left. You left everything and everyone to pursue power, to fulfil your ambitions. You left me behind. You crushed me in the palm of your hand and tossed me indifferently over your shoulder to be carried away by the swirling currents of wind as a worthless cherry blossom petal.
(Tell me why…)
Why could you not lead a normal life? Did you never think of life beyond your goal? I wonder, did you ever, deep inside your heart of cold stone, not believe you would achieve your ambition?
(What is the reason…?)
Did you ever wonder what would happen to your life if you did succeed? What would be the purpose of your life then? Or did you not believe you would survive for this to be a problem?
(The thorn in your eye…?)
How can you live with only the purpose of murdering your only remaining relative? What kind of person can you be, inside, that your only consolation in facing the harsh world is the prospect of future fratricide?
(The smile when you tore me apart…)
Everyone around me lives on, but I do not. Part of my soul was ripped from my being and stolen forever the moment you spoke those words 'Arigatou, Sakura…' and walked away, down that road out of Konoha.
(You took my heart, Deceived me right from the start)
Why should I continue to live this half-life? Why should I continue to suffer for what you did?
(You showed me dreams; I wished they'd turn into real)
I suppose never realised that you would really leave, that you would really be gone. When you did, I thought I could bring you back. I thought I could change you.
(You broke a promise and made me realise, It was all just a lie)
How wrong I was.
(Could have been forever, Now we have reached the end…)
Yes…the end…the end to all of this…I pick up the kunai that has drawn my eyes for weeks now. The keen edge glistens and glitters almost invitingly as I grasp the handle in my hands. I raise it and dig it into my pale skin. The gush of warm, red blood is a relief to me. The pain of my new flesh-wound peaks and then dies, the pain of my old wound of the heart dies with it. My consciousness ebbs and fades gradually into darkness, into oblivion.
The last few blossom petals on the cherry tree outside the window fall sadly yet gracefully to the ground.
Goodbye, Sasuke-kun…my fallen angel…
