Disclaimers: Fushigi Yuugi, its world and its characters are the property of the great Watase Yuu and other respective companies. This written piece is for personal entertainment purposes only and no copyright infringement of any kind is meant by this author.
Author's Notes: This is my first attempt at a songfic, so please, don't kill me if you don't like it. These lyrics were taken from the song "Black Balloon", by the Goo Goo Dolls. BTW, I'm exploring some uncharted territory here so be wary.
Black Balloon
by Nights
A lone streetlamp, withstanding the wreaked havoc, had the power to give light to the otherwise dark, deserted street. It flickered once, but in that moment, died. The only source of light were the flames, bright and hot, eating away the mashed wreckage of cars, discarded metal, and rubble from fallen buildings, which used to stand in its majestic glory, now fallen from its throne.
One source of light, one sound pierced the silence. Tamahome, his fist puncturing Nakago's chest, gasped, as his mind was flooded with images.
Images. So many images. Too many, moving too fast, and suddenly, gone.
Eyes wide in horror. Explosions. Deaths.
Baby's black balloon makes her fly
And the angel, the lone angel, the protector of the maiden, fell.
Silence, horribly deafening, once again.
The flames burned out.
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You liar.
You cheating, bastardly, crazy liar. You told me you love me. You cared for me. You were the one, my only shelter when I arrived here in this foreign land, confused and desperate for a protector. You were the one who I held onto when I desperately needed a pillar to grasp onto, to make my world upright, complete, and maybe, just maybe, perfect.
Do you know what first came into my mind when my eyes opened, the day we first met? Still wearing your armor, you were carrying me in your arms, blue chi emanating as if to protect me. Silly me, I thought you were an angel. I still think you are, of course. You, with your golden locks cascading down your shoulders, blue eyes piercing yet still, magnifies the sky's glory, you were so beautiful, so surreal.
I almost fell into that hole in your life
And you're not thinking about tomorrow
'Cause you were the same as me
But on your knees
A thousand other boys could never reach you
How could I have been the one
You even promised me that you wouldn't kill Miaka, even though I knew you were itching to destroy her, even though I knew that you had the power to ignore my wishes.
But you did. You still did.
I saw the world spin beneath you
And scatter like ice from the spoon
That was your womb
And now there you were, telling me otherwise. Telling me that you never cared, never loved, never protected. That you used me for the sake of fulfilling your dreams. What were your dreams, Nakago? Did you even knew what dreams were?
I dream, even still up to now, of being loved, being cared for, being protected, like her. All her Seishi have done so and has done so unconditionally, for the simple reason that they were born to protect her. What about you, Nakago?
Comin' down the world turned over
And angels fall without you there
And I go on as you get colder
Or are you someone's prayer
You know the lies they always told you
And the love you never knew
What's the things they never showed you
That swallowed the light from the sun
Inside your room
I knew you are not as strong as you saw yourself to be, Nakago. I may have not known your pain, I may have not known how it felt, but still...I saw, from the moment Tamahome forced his fist into your body, that sheer moment of weakness and powerlessness, I saw it in your eyes.
Comin' down the world turned over
And angels fall without you there
And I go on as you get colder
So tell me Nakago. Tell me why you continued living, even though you didn't seem to have a reason to. Tell me why you protected me. It can't just be for revenge. Those nights of you holding me, comforting me when I cried myself to sleep, those times you soothed my pains and tried to destroy the Seishi just to make me happy, no, those can't just be lies. You're not a heartless, evil bastard, Nakago. You loved me. You cared.
You loved me, Nakago. You cared. You cared...
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Monday morning.
It was yet another day in Tokyo, the start of another school week. A gentle breeze blew caressed the cheerful air, signaling the faint beginnings of autumn. Students bustled about, some in a hurry to catch the bus, some just walking and catching up gossip with their friends.
But not Miaka and Yui.
All because I'm
Comin' down the years turn over
And angels fall without you there
They walked in silence, the gentle hum of a passing breeze the only sound slicing the peace. They rounded the corner, and finally, Miaka spoke.
"So Yui..."she hesitated, then continued on. "How have you...how have you been doing? Since the...the..." Miaka, at a loss of how to describe the past events that has occured, trailed off.
Yui didn't answer, apparently lost in thought. Miaka peered at her, and her eyes caught a slight tinge of blue on Yui's ear.
"Yui?" she asked. "Isn't that...?"
And I'll go on to bring you home
All because I'm
Yui stopped walking, and reached for the single blue earring she wore on her right ear. She took it off carefully and showed it to Miaka. "This? This is Nakago's. He gave it to me so we could reach each other always just in case we were separated." With that, an affectionate look flashed in her face, but was gone in a second.
Miaka's eyes were wide in wonder. "But why were you...?"
Yui's palm closed on the accessory. "Just something to remember him by," she said casually.
And I'll become
What you became to me
With that, she fastened it back on her ear. "You want to go ahead?"
Miaka nodded, and then ran off.
The wind blew, and leaves from a tree fell on the ground, being swirled in an endless circle by the furious breeze. As the circle of leaves passed Yui, a single tear fell from her cheek, only to be captured by the wind and swept away.
As soon as it has fallen, it was gone.
-----The End----
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