Disclaimer: I does not own Vocaloid or really anything to do with this story
Title: Hoshi Sora Koi Uta
Inspired by: Ugh, my teacher said something about second person writing and I wrote this to challenge her. It ended as a Vocaloid fanfic and in third person. The orginal second person one is up on my dA under the same title, but it's kinda vague with the characters.
Notes: The song the title is based off of is such a good song. It really wasn't based off the song too much but I ended up listening to it while uploading this on dA. xD
The clock echoes. Its hollow rings bounce off the walls in this small room; and they come back to the girl.
She sits in a small chair, the only furniture in the room, and looks out the window. It's a filthy little window but she barely seems to care, instead opting to stare into the inky darkness outside. It seems to grow, lashing out at the window panes, rattling the glass. She can almost hear it yelling...
'Save me. Ohgodohpleasehelpmeimdying.'
The clock rings again and now its lonely call catches her; and she stands, turning towards the door.
"Where's the wind...?" she ask simply -with just a slight hint of selfishness- as if it would suddenly lash out at her; and for a second it seems to while the door opens. She throws herself onto the visitor after a slight pause, dress fluttering behind her as she patters across the floor. Her hands thread themselves into the boys shirt.
He sighs; it sounds lonely, "Are you ready?"
Her hands clutch tighter into the fabric of his dressy shirt. She looks down at his chest before whispering fervently, "Outside is screaming. It's calling out. We have to help!"
Her voice is hardly loud enough.
"Shh... It's okay," he murmurs, but for a second it sounds like he just trying to reassure himself, and pulls her into his chest; crushing her softly against his shoulder. "Do you want to go outside tonight?"
"We can help then..." he mumbles, voice barely louder than hers. Her panic wanes.
She snuggles deeper into his shoulder, blonde hair mingling with the other's blond locks; his warmth relaxing her. "I'd like that."
Might upload the other half of this once I finish it.