(a/n - okay so I've entered The Songfiction Battle Competition (Several Rounds) by CUtopia
Rules:
- the fic has to be about the song given to you
- maximum: about 7.000 words, no minimum, I dont know how much you want to write ;)
- Any pairings, het, slash, rating
- can be combined with any other competitions/challenges
- no double entries
I am against Aiden Short and our song is Jason Walker ft Molly Reed - Down.
Right, so having listened to this song about a million times now I have decided to write some Ronks, as I haven't written any in a while and, you know what? The pairing makes me smile, and I think this song lends itself nicely to them with lyrics like 'Waiting here in line, hoping that I'll find what I've been chasing.' So, yeah, here we go!)
Battle Through
He was never good enough, he couldn't make it work, he should just give up hope. Yet he couldn't. He couldn't call it quits and chase after a so much more suitable and appropriate lifestyle for himself. He knew that what he was dreaming of could never be real, and yet he still couldn't let go. Because he didn't want to never know what he could be missing. It would never happen, but there was the tiniest possibility that it could, and he wasn't willing to turn his back on that tiny pathway that could lead him to his wish. All his life, he had dreamed of one thing: being accepted as normal. That was all, it wasn't much, but even such a simple desire as that was difficult to achieve. So now, why was he hoping to achieve the impossible? He really was shooting for the sky when he decided that he wanted to become more than a very distant acquaintance with the entrancing woman. He knew it would cause him no end of trouble, and he would end up falling down, but, at the bottom of his heart, he didn't really mind, as even just a glimpse of her Weird Sisters shirt or her ever changing hair was enough to lighten his burden and make him feel a little bit more complete. And when they made eye contact, he felt as though he had found his place in life. He would never allow them to get close, however, even if she did by some fluke of humanity want him. He was stuck on the ground, she was up in the sky. They were leagues apart, and he just knew that he could never pull her down to his level and make her such a poor, lowly and unworthy being like him. She deserved to be up in the sky, flying high. And as much as he thought he could fly alongside her, he knew that he couldn't. He would always end up falling down. And he could never bring her down with him.
Every Order meeting he sat and looked at her, and she looked at him. Even when he was standing at the back, she looked at him, and they both made eye contact. That eye contact made them both experience strange emotions, and they weren't too sure how to go about exploring them.
She had noticed him as soon as she fell over and looked up to find him there in his patchwork jacket and his scruffy clothes. Like some sort of shabby chic god he had smiled and helped her and she had forever been wanting to get to know him better. She knew that nothing could ever come of it, he was older, more mature, wiser. She would never stand a chance with someone like him, and she knew it. Yet she kept wishing that things could change. She couldn't turn her back on him, as she didn't want to look back in a few years time and regret any missed opportunities she could have had with the charming gentleman. She was confused, she didn't know where she was at, but she knew that she would never grow tired of chasing her dreams with this man, even though she knew she would fall down because of it, both metaphorically and physically. She was notoriously clumsy, forever dropping things and tripping over. But never had she realised that one man could make her do these things inside her head. Why did she even bother trying to chase him? Because she wanted him badly. She wanted to find a way to him.
They collided as she fell over a hat stand into him. His arms supported her and she looked up into his face. His head lowered, and she lifted hers slightly, and their lips met. When they connected, they felt as if they were flying - this was what they both needed, this was what bliss felt like. They separated, and he quickly pushed her away and disappeared up the stairs. Both felt themselves falling down, drowning. He felt like he had just breached every possible rule, she felt like she had done something wrong. But still, they wouldn't let go, for now they'd had a taste of what could be. And they weren't prepared to let go.
He ran, ran as fast as he could go, until he arrived. She was an absolute mess, and he knew he had done it. He had done what he had vowed never to do - he had brought her down with him, but then he had deserted her. But what good had that done? He was tired of waiting for happiness, and she had given him a slice of it. Why had he pushed her away? She wanted him, she had told him that, but still he couldn't accept it. He pulled her to him wordlessly, and she crumbled into his chest, sobbing. He had missed her way too much, and he wanted her. They would find a way through their problems, they would find a way to aim for the sky again.
He kissed her softly, gently, as they were pronounced man and wife. She looked up at him in total adoration. She didn't she the monster he saw himself as, she saw a perfect gentleman. And she wouldn't have him any other way. Times were hard, and it wasn't easy when the world was falling down around them, but they would do it. With each other, they were better off than they would be alone. They could do it.
He had gone again. He had let his mind get the better of him and tell him what a beast he was, and how he had brought her down, and now how he had ruined another life. She was left alone, supporting another life inside her, without him. And she deteriorated again. She fell back to where she had been when he left her for the first time. Why did he do this to her? She needed him. And he needed her. Eventually he returned having battled through all of the problems he had with his conscience, and he apologised, and tried to be there for her and for the new life. And when their son was born, they were sky high again, they had climbed back up together, and were flying through stars once more, something they could never do alone. But together they could. If separated, only bad things could happen, but if together, they could never fall down.
And so it was, on the day of battle, when they were needed, though he tried to force separation upon them, they weren't truly ready to let go of the height they had gained together. So they shot for the sky together, in battle, trying to show what they believed in using the strength they had from the support of each other. They would battle together, just as they had battled together before.
They shot for the sky, and they fell to the ground. They tried, but they fell down. Together, they battled through so many problems, and climbed to large heights, loving each other all the way. And when it came to the final battle, they fell down together. Which isn't so bad, because when they fell this time, they rose to a much better place. A place where they could fly alongside each other forever. They would never fall down again.
~Finite~
(a/n - wow, emotional. Seriously, I am rather proud of that. And if I am lucky enough to get through to the next round I will add my next entry in a new chapter. If I dont, then at least I tried, but I fell down ^_~ - feel free to review etc)
