Chapter 21 - So the Boy Fell into a Deep Sleep-
The tears never really came, though. Until that time, also that time too... If possible, I would want everything to go back as it was, a happy life. But its impossible, I know that myself.
"So the boy fell into a deep sleep..."
He exhaled, feeling the cold object under his hand. Slowly with great tenderness, his little hands ran over the black and white keys. Eyes like the bright silver moon looked down, sighing. The night was cold, he could not sleep. A lot had happened, he wasn't sure anymore. All these years, they constantly kept flowing endlessly... A month ago, they were attacked by AKUMA, Walker seem to forgot his past. He decided not to talk about it anymore... But it was painful for the boy... Then after a month, for some reason he did not encounter that exorcist couple this morning... Maybe they had to go work? Time just keeps moving on. Sighing, he stared at those many keys, in which they reflected the light of his eyes.
He could not sleep.
Beside him was an older mirror of himself, smiling from a distance. "Can't sleep, Allen Junior?"
He nodded a bit, as the older man brushed the boy's brown hair gently. With those tender hands, afraid to hurt the child. Afraid of something.
Hesitation, comfort.
Walker learned of something that he would never knew if it weren't for him... He's afraid. Recently, things just kept going. And now... Will things go on peacefully?
-Allen, I have to tell you something... Regarding of my 'job'... I'm sorry, I didn't want you to know... But by the looks of it, I have to tell you about it. I told Marian earlier, but... Because of what happened to Junior, I have to tell you... It's about... This 'Holy War'.-
All he cared was his son, and only his son.
As long he was safe...
It was all he could do for her, and all he could do for that boy, too.
Walker swallowed, his lips parted.
"Want to play that song?"
Walker always had a beautiful voice...
Silver eyes were bright, boy smiled, man also smiled. They played the piano. It was a duet.
A sad duet.
Years ago, when Allen first touched the piano... Mysteriously, as if his hands has their own minds, he could play that very song... But it wasn't the same feeling as "his past self", it had... A knew kind of feeling to it. Neah looked surprised, Mana was amazed. It was quite shocking either way... It was the only song he knew how to play, other than Road's Song, since it got stuck into his head (she always hum it!).
It was fun, though, playing that song.
Their hands lifted, they sung.
"So the boy fell into a deep sleep..."
It was during the midst of war, he collapsed, every one was stunned.
"Among the grey ashes in the flames shining... First one, then two...
Rise up and expand... Into that beloved face..."
This was a story about those two, who met with the same fate...
"A thousand dreams trickle back to the earth, dreams... Dreams...
On the night when the silver eyes were trembling, the shining you was born.
Across millions of years, no matter how many prayers are returned to the earth,"
That night, "Aren" was born.
"I will still continue to pray
Please bestow upon this child your love...
Upon our joined hands, leave a gentle kiss."
No matter what, I'll continue to pray.
-.-.-
"So the boy fell into a deep sleep..."
Among the grey ashes in the flames shining...First one, then two...
Rise up and expand... Into that beloved face..."
"A thousand dreams trickle back to the earth, dreams... Dreams...
On the night when the silver eyes were trembling, the shining you was born.
Across millions of years, no matter how many prayers are returned to the earth,"
"I will still continue to pray
Please bestow upon this child your love
Upon our joined hands, leave a gentle kiss..."
"I will still continue to pray
Please bestow upon this child your love
Upon our joined hands, leave a gentle kiss..."
No matter what happens next, I'll continue to pray.
Even if the world was to end tomorrow, I'll continue to pray.
No matter... No matter what...!
"Like the song I wrote?" Walker grinned.
"I thought it was uncle who wrote it!" Allen exclaimed.
"Nah... but it is about your Campbell uncles..."
"Also Mana?"
"Yeah, also Neah, too."
"Also us, the 'Walkers'?" The boy yawned, feeling drowsy.
Walker smiled, and gently, watched the boy as he fell deep asleep. It hurts to leave him. It really hurts. "Yes... Good night, my dear-"
Light sank into the dark gray box... Slowly, the white haired teen woke up. His unruly hair waved slightly, a red scar trailed down his left cheek. Still drowsy from his sleep, he yawned, wiping his tired eyes, "Mm... Morning, Dad."
Even so... I laugh to myself:
There's always room to hope for the impossible, right?