First ever fanfic, please enjoy it. It is MorMor with Sebastion's POV. Please read it while listening to the Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven.

Moonlight Sonata

A piano is being played, your fingers pressed lightly against the keys of the battered piano. How can I see you if your only a ghost. The tune you play is Beethoven's moonlight sonata; it brings tears to my eyes.

You seem so at peace, you sigh joyfully as you continue to inhale the intoxicating fragrance of my cologne. I step closer hoping to maybe feel the roughness of your suit or feel your body shake with laughter. My hand reaches out, slowly coming closer to you. But the feeling of your warm body was not there. You are just an empty space. The tune of the piano comes to a halt.

You stand and give me a quick smirk; your hand rises and pats my shoulder. I try to speak but nothing escapes. You slip past me; I turn with a saddened expression.

"Jim," I said, with a deep whisper.

His mouth opens to speak, but nothing comes out. He looks down, trying to avoid eye contact. It makes my heart melt.

He lets out a short breath and walks over to me, his hand touches my forehead. Images enter my mind.

There he is when we first met, his body stood tall and mighty above me. He pulls me up and hands me a small card before leaving.

There he is when we do our first job together; I sit perched on a roof, watching him. He glances up at me giving me smile. I smirk back as I pull the trigger sending a bullet into the target's brain.

He is there when we celebrate out 20th job, we get drunk and shit happens. I wake up the next morning with him gone.

Then the next time I see him causes my world to fall, I hear a bang and ditch my station. My adrenaline peaks as I knock the door down the door. It starts to rain, wetting my work clothes. I look round, hoping to find him but he is nowhere. I glanced down, causing myself to gasp. His eyes are open and stare blankly into the space of the mild sky. My knees buckle and lose balance. Hands shake as they reach out towards Jim's still body.

I shake him, giving myself the smallest hope that he would wake up and give me his classic smirk. He remains still even when I start to scream his name. My hands lift his body and bring it closer to mine. Small whimpers escape me, while I rock his body back and forth as though he were a small infant. I change my position and place my right hand back to support his head. Blood trickles down my hand and sneaks down through my sleeves, leaving my arm damp and sticky with his warm blood.

His eyes are staring at me with emptiness; a small smirk is on his face as way to say "Ha Sebby, you should see your face,"

But if I could see my face, I would know that my eyes would appear bloodshot and my bottom lip would be quivering with shock. I bit down hoping to stop, but only an iron taste fills my mouth that makes me want to vomit.

Everything goes black.

My eyes twitch open, feeling the movement of a tear coming down my face. Jim's hand reaches up to wipe it away before tasting it.

He starts to move back, further and further away from me. The sonata starts again.

"Please, Please don't leave," I say, cringing when my voice starts to crack.

A small black tear falls down Jim's face as he slowly starts to fade away.

"Please,"

"Please stay with me,"

He just stares, the black tear drops and stains his white suit, leaving an inky smudge.

"The story was meant to end like this Sebby, the villain must die," Jim says, before completely vanishing.

He leaves me alone on the floor curling my body into a small ball. My heart shatters and the sonata ends.