-Chapter 2-

I'm so sorry guys! I was planning on updating sooner. I really was (SHOT) however when you work in the catering department, in a grocery store, the holidays for the lack of better word gets kray. But you guys are my coping mechanisms- thanks guys! Really, any review, favorite, follow- thank you! Thank you for that! I can feel my ego- like STRENGTHENING! ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ Oh, I am a sad, sad human being… Anyway… I am trying super super super hard to update every week, I just...finals and the holidays are mostly over, YAY! So I have more time to think and write and hopefully entertain you guys with my me-ness (I've dubbed that a word.) Yah, so I like this story and the way it's turning out so...YES I am making this what it is..a chapter fic- and as long as one person reads it, I am going to write it! You won't get rid of me that easily! Anyways, if you like it- please please dont forget to leave a review, I love to hear from you guys!

"I wish I knew how to quit you…" ( ^▽^)σ)~O~) (thats me and you right there)

Tickets, please!

Tickets, please!

Let me take your tickets, and lead you through the depths of my mind... and into the crazy world of FanFiction!

Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, sinners and saints alike, allow me to raise the curtain and say "On with the show…" (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

It seemed like it was the only sound that could be heard that night. The faint splattering as the rain fell to the ground, and onto the buildings below grey covered skies. A slight breeze rustled the trees, shaking off the watery droplets. The wind making its way to a single paned caravan window and a dark room. Inside the room the air was stiff, sticky and hot. The only relief coming from the ever open window. The wind glided over to a sleeping figure curled up in the bed. Ever so gently it wiped the white haired boys bangs off his sleeping face. Shion's skin riddled with goosebumps just seconds after the cold contact. It was nights just like this, that always roused him from his slumber.

In his still drowsy state Shion shifted and turned, until his blurry sight fell on that open window. The sheer curtains rustling and the soft pitter patter of the raindrops the only signs of the storm passing through No. 6. It had been a while since he had last heard the sounds of a storm.

All logic stated that he was curled up in bed, yet… he wasn't.

As the wind and water took over the sky, his thoughts became distant. He remembered long ago what a storm just like this one had brought him. Something so precious…

"come back… be here."

The quiet words left Shions lips before he could stop himself. He grabbed at his chest and curled up in himself, afraid that his heart would burst out the words he had been suppressing for god knows how long. "It's not fair…" This rain that had once brought him his precious Nezumi, now only brought memories and sadness. Was it really too much of him to ask of the world? To bring back the only person he really wanted at his side? Yet, the world only seemed to answer back in the form of tiny droplets that bounced off his roof.

A cool breeze burst through the window once more, and Shion felt stray droplets lightly hit his face. It was a cold rain that beat down upon No. 6, but it created such beautiful harmonies that tapped his window pane. It was a heartbreakingly wondrous melody that played for the world- people found things in the rain. Some had even claimed to find God in such a force of nature. And Shion being a man of science did not really think too much on the subject. Until he met him, oh no he did not find God, he found- Nezumi.

Nezumi, the one who had brought such light to his small world. It was like living in a dark cave and finally being allowed to see the light. It was such an overpowering feeling at the time. It consumed Shions entire being and was probably the closest thing to God he could imagine. And at that moment Shion had realized he had fallen in love.

It was like the rain was knocking, just waiting for Shion to answer. He knew that if he ran to answer the call that beckoned his heart so, he would just end up disappointed again.

And yet... Shion just didn't have the heart to get up and close his only connection to Nezumi, hoping he might one day climb through, like that day so many years ago.

And as Shion laid there listening to the rain, he lost himself fully in memories of Nezumi. His face, his laugh, even the way he walked; until it seemed like he could will Nezumi into reality. A reality where Nezumi would be lying there next to him in the dark and Shion would watch him breathe watch, watch him sleep, and wonder what he would be dreaming about. Shion felt the pull of sleep where his dream would become his reality, if only for a little while.

The storm was dying down now, the pitter patter of raindrops becoming less frequent. The passing of the rain and the calming of the wind would bring an end to Shions fragile reality- but he would wait for the storms return. Nezumi's return- if only it was in his memory.

As Shion felt the comforting pull of sleep and promise of Nezumi, the covers draped around his body had rearranged as body next to him shifted and stilled as it fell back into a heavy sleep. The rain had stopped. And that night it did not rain as much as it did in Shion's heart.

Oh my god what have I done! (Probably pissed of the entire fandom that's what)

Me: I surrender don't shoot! (Dodges multiple bullets) XD

Anywhore...

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As always… I thoroughly hope you enjoyed your show! Until next time... (Curtains Close)