A/N: I don't know why I updated. I was just going through Niix's stories, cuz you know, she's an amazing author 'n all, and so I read through her one-shot collection, and came across this sad one. It was epic. And that was the inspiration that led this to.

Also: Go right now to YouTube and search up "Ai Mei by Rainie Yang" and listen to it over and over until you've finished reading this. I swear, it even made me cry while I read this over, and this is my own story.

Title: ブロークンサンライズ
Genre: Angst/Romance.
OST: Ai Mei by Rainie Yang.
Pairing: Amu/Ikuto.
Inspiration: Niix's Midnight Musings.

ブロークンサンライズ

"You've gone away, taken my heart, and you'll never return."

The lamp cast a soft glow around the room, illuminating the woman reading a novel on the sofa. She wore reading glasses, her golden eyes flicking onto the words and then onto the window as she read. Her pink hair was wrapped into a messy ponytail, a few strands hovering over her eyes and neck.

Her phone buzzed, and with a start she dropped her book, and her hands shook as she dug into pajama pockets and pulled out her phone. Her heart constricted in her chest as she read whom the text was from. Pressing the OK button, she closed her eyes, and taking deep breaths, she opened her eyes.

I need to talk to you. It's urgent. Come outside.

It didn't matter that her hair was a mess, that there was bags under her eyes, or that she was still in her pajamas. She needed to get outside, to see what the matter was.

Running barefoot, she swung open the door to the cold night air, and arms wrapped around herself, her eyes roamed her patio, searching for the familiar violet eyes and blond pigtails. She appeared in front of her, and her suddenness nearly caused a scream to escape from her.

"Utau," she gasped, her eyes widening. Utau's eyes were red-rimmed, as if she had been crying. Her eyes had lost their fierce shine, and her hair had dulled. It was obvious that something was wrong.

"Amu." Her voice cracked as she said her name, and Amu could have sworn that tears were leaking from her eyes and falling down her cheeks. "He's dead."

He's dead.

She knew who she was talking about. She knew exactly what she was talking about, but there was an urgency within her heart that told her she didn't want to believe. She wanted to act naive. Like she didn't know, like she forgot.

A throaty laugh escaped from her throat. "W-what are you talking about? Utau!"

And then something sparked behind her eyes, and that was all it took—that, and her pale hands that gripped her shoulders that caused the tears to cascade down her cheeks. Utau's eyes softened, then, but there was no pity, no concern—there was anguish, sadness, trauma—the same emotions that held in Amu's own eyes.

They stayed like that, sitting beside each other, using each other's shoulders for comfort till their crying subsided. Sleep had come upon Utau then, and so she sent her inside, while Amu stayed and stared. Deep in her heart, she knew. The contact had lessened—and then, abruptly it was gone. She didn't question, she always assumed he would come back. That he would resume contact. That he would come back, tease her again, tell her he loved her again and again.

And then, when the tears spilled down her cheeks again, and the sun rose over the horizon, she knew—that from now on, every sun, every moon, every star would be dull. They would be broken, just as her heart was. That she would be gray, and so would the world, as long as he was gone.

Because with him gone forever, what mattered?

He never came back. And he never would.

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"I promise, wherever I go, whatever distance separates us … I will come back to you. And when you grow up and become an adult, I promise I will come back and find you."

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fin.

A/N: Hot damn, I'm good. Gah, I've felt like writing this for a while, so uh, there you go. Review! I wanna see if I made any of you cry. [x SO FREAKIN' REVIEW.