Hey! I have finally updated!

After two months of being quite rubbish at writing and not really feeling good enough to write, I just forced myself to, and I hope this is as good as the other chapters.

I just wanted to say a very special thank you to Rokutagrl for her amazing lyrics she has written especially for this chapter. I would like to show my full appreciation to her, mainly because I don't think I would have been able to continue this story as soon as this, without her. Thank you.

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I'm Still Waiting: Chapter 9 – Lyrics From the Heart

What makes a song perfect?

I am quite sure that nobody on Earth knows the exact answer to my dreaded question. It could be the melody, or the lyrics, or something else entirely unthought-of. Whatever the answer may be, I could sure use it right about now. I don't want it to sound too clichéd or sappy - I want my song to Izzy completely perfect.

I guess I should just write down everything I love about him. No, the way I've always loved him. Actually, I'm not quite sure what to do – I've never written a song before. It was definitely easier to think about on the walk home; it seemed like a really great idea – really easy to do, and the lyrics just seemed to magically appear before me - vastly guiding me home.

That's it! I could write a song about the difficulties of writing a song – it's difficult because I love him so much, and that's honestly the truth. The only thing I need now is an extraordinary talent in lyric writing. Even without those fancy skills the professionals use, it can't be too hard to say how you feel, right?

Actually, I think I should do my song about how much I wanted to tell Izzy that I loved him. I mean, I've got loads of experience in that particular area. Yes, I've decided – that's what I'm going to do. I hope he likes it.

Quietly sketching, my emotions weep happiness.

Openheartedly loving – violin strings struggled to steady. Gently swaying, fiery red hair caught all the glimpses of musical movement – musical harmony – musical completeness. Watching the beautiful sunset of the melody, Izzy's smile remained, inextinguishable.

The moon was comfortably rising within onyx reflections, almost dancing. Izzy placed his immaculate violin upon his plateau of bed sheets, he felt suddenly lonely without the sincere music blocking out all quietness. Glistening raindrops fell freely, shining like expensive diamonds in mid-air. Three slight knocks on his bedroom door almost went unnoticed by Izzy; his ears rose with the sound and he moved to tiredly open the door.

"Tai?" Izzy addressed the chocolate haired boy who stood completely still; his eyes were latched onto his plimsolls. "... I'm sorry, Izzy; I know it's late, I just wanted to show you something" Honey eyes shyly moved to meet the genius' soft face. "You're so silly, Tai. You know you can come anytime you want and I'll never ever mind" Izzy shared his most contagious, warm smile and it soon mirrored itself upon Tai's freckly features.

A slightly pale hand carefully rested itself upon the brunette's wet cheek. "Tai, you really need to start wearing a coat – you'll catch a cold out there" Izzy hadn't quite yet realised just how much he reminded Tai of his most motherly of motherly mothers. "Okay, mum" Crimson silently engulfed the red-head's face as Tai jokingly used obvious sarcasm in his chosen phrase.

"What's that supposed to mean" Izzy almost rhetorically asked, though the answer was obvious to him. "Nothing; just nothing" The brunette sheepishly grinned, moving his eyes around supposedly innocently. "Just, come in here and get warm" The flustered genius spoke, knowing full well that he's probably make Tai laugh more than ever, with that last addition to his sentence.

However, Tai simply smiled and walked past his boyfriend, gently taking him by the hand as he went. Feeling his legs openly rejoice as they relaxed upon newly familiar bed sheets, the honey-eyed boy removed his backpack and began rummaging through it, madly. Swiftly grabbing the almost invisible violin, Izzy began placing it back into its appropriate case. "Leave it – we'll need it in a sec'" Without as little as a flick of an eyelash, Tai casually spoke, his hand still perfectly entwined with his love's.

Silently nodding, the red-head placed it securely behind him. "Here it is!" Tai exclaimed unexpectedly, holding a single sheet of neatly folded paper in the air. "What is it?" Izzy questioned, though he was sure his question would be answered when the time was truly right. "I've written a song for us to sing, at the competition" Tai, becoming shy once more, began fiddling with the paper, he was unsure of the response he would get.

"That's great, Tai. Can I hear it?" Although he had sang it in his head dozens of times on his walk to Izzy's house, Tai still paused – unable to speak. "You don't have to, if you don't want to" The genius noticed Tai's sudden silence and tried to comfort him with what words he could muster in such a small space of time. "... I want to, I really do. It's just that, well, it's a duet" The brunette's entire being never once moved, though the amount of redness his face contained, grew by the second.

"I'll try my best" Izzy truthfully spoke, having little faith in his own, quite obvious talent, even after a million positive comments spoken from his honest love. Tai smiled genuinely and hugged his boyfriend tightly, almost entirely overrun with glee. "I haven't written any music yet, but we'll just read through the lyrics" The brunette spoke into a crimson covered ear and slowly ended the embrace, trying to keep as much warmth and love as possible.

Izzy held Tai's hand more tightly as the paper was gently unfolded. "There's just one thing I need to tell you about the song" The brunette began, then paused, seemingly in deep contemplation. "Actually, I'll tell you when we've finished, okay?" To this, the red-head nodded and smiled brightly as his gaze met the now unfolded paper. The pure ink had accidentally run into inappropriate areas of the paper but each pair of eyes seemed to neither notice, nor care.

Let's, together, build that bridge between our hearts.

If I could find a reason,
If I could pick the season,
I'd choose whichever brought me to you.

I've been drowning for some time,
Ever since we met.
Nobody seemed to notice
It was all 'cause of you.

And if I could find a reason,
I would.
If I could pick the seasons,
I would.

I had a dream;
Wish that you could see,
Oh! What a beautiful we
We could be,
If just in my dreams.

'Cause if I had a mind,
I would make it up to you.
If I had the time,
I would take it by side.

I would.
If I could find the reason,
I would.
If I could pick the seasons,
I would.

If I could paint a picture
Of how I saw the future,
You'd be, right there.

And if I could speak your language,
We might have a conversation
For hours, just about the tide.

I would pick the stars
Right from the sky,
Just to ask you to be mine.

If I could,
If I could,
I would.

"That's... That's beautiful, Tai" Izzy admitted, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. "The thing I wanted to tell you..." Tai began, his words wavering suddenly. "That song; it's dedicated to you, my love"

Your music, and my lyrics; that's what makes a song perfect.

That is the end of the chapter.

Gosh! I haven't written anything for soooooooo long.

But, I'm back again and will be trying to update whenever I can.

Which will probably be very, very soon.

Thanks for reading. :D

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