Prisoner

Another songfic. I hope this one; you won't think it as lame. This is kinda related to a fanfic I'm planning to write. I don't own the most of the plot. Sorry if you were waiting for the new chapter in Master Squad but I needed to fresh up my mind with a short fanfic.

Kagamine Len-Prisoner

Paul sat down at the field, staring outside the tall fence, which was made to prevent him and rest of the people from escaping. Why was he here? He doesn't know. How long had he been here? He doesn't know that either, but he knows that at least for 3 years, since he was now 13. The day he was sent to this place was a Friday in March when he was about 9. He couldn't believe that he didn't even know his own age back then. He was waiting. He smiled at the thought of the girl. He opened the paperplane that she sent. 'I was thinking about you in my room. I can see where we meet from the window. Sometimes, when the weather is nice, I can see you sitting. I always wonder what you are thinking. See you next time.' The letter said. He loved it. Every word she sent was always lovely like a poem.

He waited until he saw a figure of a blue haired girl running toward him. His face brightened as he ran toward to the fence. They could see each other but they couldn't talk to each other because they will get electrified and die. Even if he survives, he will get death penalty, so he didn't went to near the fence. The girl smiled at him. He smiled as well as he flew the paperplane over the fence. He saw her catching it. The girl smiled as she opened the plane and read it. She wrote something back at the back of the plane and flew it to him. Unfortunately, the plane touched the fence and burnt down into ash. Paul frowned and then saw the girl's apologetic look. He smiled, to say it's okay. The girl smiled.

He had lost the hope to live, but the planes she sent to him were now his hope for him. Every day, he dreamt of going outside and spending his days next to the blue haired girl. This was his only hope from all the abuse and lack from freedom. Thinking about her made it feel all fine and okay. He smiled as he hid the planes under the pillow. He always hid his letters down there and read them every day over and over under the moonlight, squeezing through the wall. It told him the girl's daily life and how she wanted to stay with him. Paul fell asleep, smiling happily. Knowing that he will never be free, but still happy.

Paul had always thought that his perfect days won't end. It was a nice sunny day when he received the letter. Inside the plane was, 'I'm sorry but I have to leave off to somewhere. I guess this is good bye.' He fell on his knees. When he looked up, the girl was already gone. He felt tears streaming down his cheek. He indeed cried before. When he got abused too much, when he realized that his parents were gone. He cried, but not this much. He had thought that every single bitterness in his life can be turned into joy because of her. He felt his future shining after meeting the girl, he doesn't even know the name. Now, it was all gone… and he can't even chase her or call her to stay, because of the fence between them.

He fell asleep with the letters in his arms. He slept silently until few generals came and woke him up. The one with the highest rank took away his letters. He laughed. He insulted Paul. Paul wanted to attack him but other soldiers were grabbing him. The general laughed and started to rip the letters. Paul suddenly felt something in him. It felt like time had just stopped. When he realized what he had done, it was too late. When Paul looked around, he only saw the general beneath him, bleeding. He screamed. He then was dragged off to somewhere.

He knew where he was going. He knew that he will die soon. He knew that it was all done. He had no feeling left in this world. But he felt his mind shouting something. 'What?' He asked. 'I want to stay.' It said. 'No. This people will treat me in a worse way.' He answered, while still dragged by the soldiers. 'But what about the girl?' Paul realized that if he die, he will no longer see the girl. He was now scared. Then the soldiers shoved him inside a dark chamber. He turned to face the light. The last light he will be able to see. 'I want to see her!' His mind shouted. Paul screamed. He was crying as well. He wanted to see the girl for the last time.

He lied down on the floor. The moments he had spent with her flashed before his eyes. He felt a tear drop roll down his cheek. The letters, what she gave him was like the rations. Tonly hope in his life. He knew that they live on a different world but he tried his best to grab her. Now it was all useless. Then he sat up. He started to slam the door. "Please let me talk to her! Please! This is the last time! Please let me!" He cried out as he pounded on the door. The only answer he got was his echo. He cried. "PLEASE! LET ME TALK TO HER!" He felt a sudden pain in his heart. He then realized he had no time. He slammed the door until he can't, due to sudden drain of his strength. His pounding got slower and slower every second. He banged the door until his arm dropped to the floor along with his whole body.

A pool of tear drops were formed near his face. "At least tell me her name." he whispered, weakly then closed his eyes. The dream he had was the best dream he ever had.

All the questions you have in this fic will be answered on the next chapter. Please review!