Me and my valuable friend can fix all the pain away.
So before I end my day, remember,
I may not have pulled the trigger, but I certainly loaded the gun.
A tea cup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. The sound rang out, almost like it was crying out in pain. The pieces lay lifeless on the ground, filling the atmosphere with despair. A hand reaches out to the broken pieces only to be cut. Suddenly, the cup comes back together, and a male's voice resounds, "I just want to disappear. I want everyone to forget my name."
Miharu's eyes slid open, his black hair fell across his eyes. Rolling to his left, the crisp morning light showered him. He laid uncomfortably in bed, reminiscing his dream.
He'd been having the same dream for nearly a month now. He pondered the memory, Yoite's words, and Yoite. Why were his dreams so sorrowful? His repeated visits to his dreams made him feel close to Yoite's heart. It ached to think of him just disappearing.
"Just choose one." He mumbled to himself.
His image, his voice, his emotions; all were etched into his very being. He rose from his bed and began to ready himself for the day ahead.
Miharu wandered through the halls of his school. He remained lost in a sea of his own thoughts as he made his way to class. He studied his fellow classmates as he passed.
He stepped into his classroom, and took a seat by the window. He watched the cold landscape from behind the glass window. He felt cruelly isolated from the world, the same way the glass kept him from the outside. He watched as his fellow classmates laughed and jostled each other. He felt a pang of emotion.
Students began to fill their seats, and Miharu waited for class to start.
Touko pulled her sketchbook out onto her desk. She was sitting behind a boy, Miharu Rokujo. She didn't talk to him, and, to be honest, she didn't fairly like his attitude. You know, apathetic and all.
She tried sketching the boy from her previous dream, but his face always escaped her pencil. She felt as though she would never be able to capture his image on paper, but she knew Miharu had something to do with him. It was a dull connection of intuition and sadness. Class began, but all she did was wonder. The more she thought, the more it bothered her.
I just want to disappear. I want everyone to forget my name.
Why? How could someone live such a ruthless existence that they wish to never have touched others' lives? Honestly, it frightened her. To be forgotten even the word itself sounded like a rude awakening to her.
Touko tugged her jacket closer to her skin as she began to head home.
It will be her.
A chill filled the air that left her feeling uneasy. An ominous force pressed at the back of her mind, something was wrong, something would be wrong soon. Her breaths came in small, hazy clouds. The snow began to fall.
She began to tread forward, soft music filling the air. Looking around, puzzled, her legs began to move. Through the snow, across iced over ponds, over a snow-coated bridge. Her eyes were half-lidded as she trudged through the snow in a trance-like state. Her body froze. She stood in a clearing, being watched by curious eyes.
Trees and music encircled her, and the ground was blanketed in white frost. The wind began to whip forward, thrusting her limp body to the ground. Landing on her knees with a deafened thump, she vaguely wondered.
Where am I? Why am I here?
The tree branches began to shudder, raking against each other. The few remaining leaves swirled around her in a whirlwind. Something was happening; filling her heart with foreboding, and flinging her into darkness. A hand emerged from the void, reaching out to her. She was falling and, without hesitation, her fingers extended out to him.
He would help; the boy with the cold eyes.
Hey guys spaceSpectrum (changed my penname what do you think? ; u ; ) here, um sorry for taking so long with this ^^;
I wasn't sure where to go with this story, but I was listening to a music box with my friend, Sarah, and I suddenly knew. Call it an epiphany.
I;m sure some of you may not want an OC(?) in here, but I require a civilian as a plot device; so, I apologize to those who don't approve, but dont worry; she won't be a focus.
So, I'll try not to take too long updating next time, thanks guys for all the reviews and follows!
P.S. Sarah wants you to know I kept her up until 5 A. write this ; u ;;
-Love sS
