Ah, chapter three! Very satisfying, even if its not so well written.
So, I realize some of the following lyrics probably don't make complete sense in the story, but, well you have to cut me some slack.
That's the kind of person I am after all.
Chapter three---
within the bird cage
remember how
we used to be
the world to you
the world to me
remember how I never laughed
remember how you never smiled
remember how the happy moments
weren't filed
but between this garden wall
where I let my tears fall
I start to lose my fears
and everything I know
disappears
the snow was so cold
it stung my fingers
but when your with me
nothing lingers
and I don't need to run away
and I don't need to hide today
for the sun is shining bright
and I will absorb the light
and I will sing
into the sky
and I will learn
how to fly
and I will not run away
because I
just want to play
play~
Natsume was sitting by the great stone wall, listening to her sing again.
It was probably about their fifth meeting. Well, meeting wasn't really the correct term as technically, they hadn't ever met. But the way she sang when ever he was there, it seemed so natural.
He wondered if she knew he was there. He couldn't be sure, but the words she sang, they seemed... like they were about both of them. It made him feel happy.
It was a strange sensation, happiness, but he could not deny its wonderfulness.
Over the past week he felt as though his entire life had completely changed. He still had problems, with persona and all, but, he didn't hate. Not as much.
Nothing mattered. Nothing at all.
There was only her voice, the garden, and him, listening.
Except one thing.
He couldn't deny the fact that he had become increasingly interested in the girl who had sung his hate away.
He wanted to see her. To talk to her. To know what she was like and what she liked.
But Natsume didn't do this. That wasn't what he was used to doing nor would he get used to it.
Yet.
He had lied.
Another thing was nagging him too.
The wall.
It was very thick, very tall, and seemingly door-less. And her voice definitely was enclosed within the wall. Was she... he didn't really want to think about the possibilities with out even knowing her, but still...
the clouds have cleared away
it is a brand new day
so lets just play
play~
Natsume couldn't think.
Not yet.
Not while he could hear her voice.
Not while it was his.
But it would always be his wouldn't it?
It would.
It had to.
But secretly, inside he knew. Knew that something was still very wrong, that it couldn't stay the same forever, and that her voice, and her words that had saved him, couldn't remain safe and untainted forever.
He knew.
uwah, I am such a cheese puff!
Oh well, I can't help it, its my personality.
Like, dislike, can I get some feed back here?
I totally understand if you don't like, but can you just tell me?
I'm not sure who I'm writing this for anymore.
