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And again, the POV will switch at times.

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World of Music and Confusion

Chapter 12: Angel



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Ugh…my head feels weird. The whole place shook so much, and I felt sick and…

I wobbled around the ship, which was tilted a bit. I lost my balance and the heel of my foot slipped under the floor, but I caught myself with my palms.

I felt like I was going to puke. Really.

I opened the door, and literality fell out. In my face, I smelt fresh soil. Lovely.

I pushed myself from the ground, and just took a *deep* breath of fresh Earth air. I shivered after that. It's so cold…but it's not winter. Maybe 'spring' or whatever they call it. But seeing the dark clouds, I went back into the ship, and grabbed a coat and an umbrella that was somewhere in the ship. Yes, somewhere.

I left my bag in there. I just felt like leaving it there. I took a look out. I'm sure it looks the same as last time. Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward and began to walk.



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I neared the heart of Tokyo. Where was her house again? I walked in the bright streets, wandering around like a little child. Like everything was new to me. But I've been here before.

I knew it was late, because not many people were around. Only cars were…I guess.

As I walked around aimlessly for about 30 minutes, I stopped abruptly.

In front of me, was a parlor?

"Crown Parlor."

It sounded very familiar. But what's more is what surprised me.

On the window was a poster.

Of the three lights… boy, were THOSE long time ago. But wait, they look familiar. They look like Taiki, Yaten, and I. But…

…they were. How awful for me not to know. But it's fading fast, and my thinking is getting the better if it. I stood there staring at the poster for a very long time. Was it a little hot? I had a little sweat on my head. But it was like 2 degrees out here. Maybe it's just me.

I took my jacket off, and just dropped it. Turning around, I left it there and walked. I had no intention to pick it up.

***

This place brought so many memories. It made my sweating head ache. I was still hot, and I felt very tired and weak as I walked more. My breathing wasn't that normal, but at least I was actually *breathing*.

I had the umbrella over my shoulder. Yeah, I still had it. You may never know.





How many hours had passed since I began to walk? 2? 3? 5? My legs were so tired….and I was really hot. My insides were burning, and the handle of the umbrella I held on to were warm. I stopped walking for a bit, even I might have a clue I was walking in circles. I rested my legs, closed my eyes for a minute. I opened my moth open, and let all the cold air in my body. It felt a little better. I turned my head slowly around, and saw a little bit of light in a house. That's the only light I've seen so far besides the street lights.

I walked again toward it.

For some reason, my heart was beating fast.





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Usagi was sitting on her bed, reading a book. It was about 2:00 A.M. but she could not sleep. For some reason, something kept her awake several hours ago. She had seen a comet or a meteor in the sky, and it just kept her up all night.

She sighed. "Some how…I feel stressed. But I feel someone else's stress also." She said to herself. She touched her heart. It ached, and it grew little by little.

She felt it was getting a bit too hot in her room, so she went out of her balcony for some fresh air.

"Looks like it can rain any minute," She said.

She leaned against the rail for several minutes.

Suddenly, as she was looking around, she spotted someone. It was too dark, but it made her heart beat faster.







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Spend all your time waiting…

for that second chance

for a break that would make it okay

there's always one reason

to feel not good enough….

….and it's hard at the end of the day





****





I looked up when I heard something. I saw some one standing on the balcony. Was it…?

She leaned against the balcony railing and looked as if she was searching through the dark, looking for someone, of just trying to see who it was. Was she looking at me?

I wiped my forehead, and swallowed.



****



I need some distraction

…oh beautiful release

memory seeps from my veins

let me be empty….

and weightless and maybe…

I'll find some peace tonight



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Usagi's eyes widened as she saw a familiar figure. Some one she hasn't seen for a long time.

She swung on her jacket, and thundered down the stairs. Her heart beating, pounding in her chest; and her head making this weird feeling for her.

She ran fast toward the door. Her slippers suddenly slipped under the clean, smooth floor, and she stumbled. She slammed against the door, and gripped on the handle. Swinging it, she rushed out.



****





In the arms of an angel…

…fly away from here

from this dark cold hotel room

and the endlessness that you fear

…you are pulled from the wreckage

….of your silent reverie

you're in the arms of the angel…

may you find…. some comfort there



****





I saw the person disappear from the balcony and seconds later, out the door.

It *was* her.

She stopped abruptly, about 20 feet away from her. She stared at me hard, but confusion was in her eyes.

Then, something dropped on our heads. We looked up and saw rain was coming, and it was coming down faster by the second. I turned back to look at her again. She stared at me.

My heart was now thundering in my chest, like it was trying to get out of my body. As it did, everything got fuzzy. The rain drops slid across my hot face, and I gripped on the handle tighter.



****





So tired of the straight line

and everywhere you turn

…there's vultures and thieves at your back

and the storm keeps on twisting

you keep on building the lie…

…that you make up for all that you lack

it don't make no difference



****



Usagi saw him. Saw his eyes dropping, and his body wavering around. She moved her mouth, which was shivering under the cold rain.

"Seiya…?"



He closed his eyes, and let his legs give away. He dropped his umbrella, and fell into a cold ground.

Usagi stared in horror. "Sei-!"



****



….escaping one last time

it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh…

this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees



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I was hot. Now I was freezing. The cold swept through my body, like some one threw ice-cold water on me. My face was drowned by the cold, and my whole body became numb.



As I was about to stop thinking, someone with warm arms grabbed my shoulders and wrapped them around me.



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…in the arms of an angel

fly away from here

from this dark cold hotel room…

and the endlessness that you fear

…you are pulled from the wreckage

of your silent reverie

you're in the arms of… the angel

may you find some comfort there

….you're in the arms of the angel…



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Usagi cried, and hugged Seiya as tight as she can. Her head overflowed with so many questions, and it made her headache, including her heart. She took off her jacket and laid it on a shivering Seiya. She put her hands on his face, greatly warming it. He opened her eyes and smiled softly. She saw that, and just cried some more, and she put her head on his shoulders.



*

….may you find…

*



He sighed softly, as great warmth took his body. Closing his eyes, he passed out.

*



…some…



*

She felt his head dropping slowly, as she looked at him.



*



…comfort…



*

As both were sitting right in of the street, the rain stopped. The clouds moved slowly, and the sun rays shined gently on the two.



*



….here