Author: SkyTate

Title:a Melody Softly Soaring Through My Atmosphere

Summary: feeling empty after the love of his life left him, Sky's life becomes unbearable to live. After almost attempting suicide, a young guy will show him that nothing is lost for him… (Sky\Bridge - Sky\Casey SLASH!)

Pairing: Sky\Bridge - Sky\Casey

Rate: K+

A\N: who ever thought about Sky and Casey together? You know that I'm crazy….

a Melody Softly Soaring Through My Atmosphere

By

SkyTate

-Chapter 4: The 1° Journal's Entry-

Every time I look at this journal, I remember that day you came home early from work and caught me at the piano trying to write a song. It wasn't even anything to be ashamed of, but I was so embarrassed that you walked in on me doing it that I wanted to run away and hide. We shared everything, but for some reason it just seemed too private. I should have known you would understand, and you must have because all you did was kiss me on the top of my head and tell me it sounded nice before walking into the kitchen to make dinner. When you didn't mention it again after that all I felt was relieved.

But then you bought me this journal for Christmas three months later anyway. I was confused when I opened it but you just said, "So you can write your songs, if you want to." The cover was so pretty and I just sat there tracing my finger over the music note again and again. I told you that I was going to save it for something special, something more important and you shook your head and told me that was why it was for my music, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. You always were so good at being subtle when you wanted to be. Even when I didn't think I deserved it, you supported me in every way and it made me want to burst with happiness just to realize it.

I guess my point is that you were always there for me, Sky, and I didn't live up to my end of the bargain because I'm not there for you anymore. That's why I wanted to write this for you; I want to you to have this part of me. A reminder for when my memories are gone and I can't remind you how important to me you are anymore. I know you might not believe me now, but it is true.

I finally found something that was important enough for this journal, so I'm asking you to be there for me one last time and just read it.

Sky traces the music note on the cover of the journal with his finger before setting it down. The roof, Casey, the journal – it's all too much for one day. Sky lies down on the couch before the headache building in the front of his head can grow and falls into another night of dreamless sleep, the feeling of the indentation in the leather of the journal burning itself onto the calloused skin of his finger like another memory…