Ciao! Sono Demonlrd! benvenuto alla mia fanfiction! (Is fanfiction feminine or masculine? I have no idea...) This is a song-fic I came up with using "Goodbye My Love" from Ragtime. Hope you enjoy it!
P.S. I own nothing that isn't mine.
Goodbye my love.
God bless you.
And I suppose,
Bless America, too.
He's gone again. Off on another mission. Off to America to fight the demons. And she's alone. It doesn't surprise her any more. He's always running off someplace…
You have places to discover,
Oceans to conquer,
You need to know
I'll be there at the window
While you go on your way.
I accept that.
She had watched him leave. He'd waved to her from the plane window. She had just stood there and watched. He'd smiled, as always.
'Oh, Yusuke, please be safe,' she thinks. 'Don't do anything stupid.'
Like every night, she sits by the window and looks out into the dark, waiting for him to return. Praying for him to be safe.
But, what of the people
Who stay where they're put,
Planted like flowers
with roots underfoot?
She goes about her life as usual. She never lets on anything is wrong. People ask her where Yusuke is, and she makes up lies for him; because she loves him. Because she's learned it's best to pretend nothing is wrong, to put on a brave face. For Yusuke.
I know some of those people
Have hearts that would rather
Go Journeying
On the sea.
She returns home and flips on the light. Everything is the same as when he left except the sofa. The sofa is covered with a sheet. She can't stand to look at it. That's where they sat. Where they'd last talked. Had it really been two weeks ago?
"Please, Yusuke! Take me with you!" she'd begged. She'd actually begged. She'd been two minutes from getting down on her knees when he took her hands and said softly, "No, Keiko. It's too dangerous."
"I don't care!" she'd cried. "You can't just leave me here alone while you go off who-knows-where!"
"You're not alone." He'd placed his hand on her slightly swollen stomach. "And this little one isn't quite ready to be Spirit Detective."
He'd laughed. It was all a joke to him. Everything was a joke to him. She had hoped growing up would make him more serious, but nothing changed. For better or worse, he was still Yusuke.
Tell me,
What of the people
Whose boudaries chafe,
Who marry so bravely
And end up so safe?
"Yusuke." She cries his name in her sleep. She's lost and alone and afraid and he isn't there with her. She's tired of waiting and worrying. She places a hand on her stomach. Will her baby ever know his father?
Tell me how to be someone
Whose heart can explore
While still staying here.
Let this be the year
We both travel…
Everything is the same as when he left, even the sofa. She only packed what she would need. He had come home safe and left two days later on another misison.
That had been three months ago.
Since then, he'd sent home five letters. All the same. "I'm ok, I love you, be good." She's tired of waiting for him. Tired of being alone.
She left everything the same as when he left. The sofa sits in its original spot, uncovered, with a tiny slip of paper on the middle cusion. She left him two lines, that would be enough:
Goodbye, my love
Journey on.
For the record, this is my first song-fic, my first one-shot, and my first fic without ANY OCs. So if you could leave some feedback I would be very appreciative. (even if it's just to say "I read this. and it did(n't) suck")
I'm working on other song-fics right now but if this one sucks it might be best if I know now and don't make a fool of myself. Haha.
Amazingly appreciative of you wonderful readers,
~ Demonlrd