Title: My December

Author: Ghost Dancer

Warnings: Against. Nothing serious though.

Pairings: None

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"This is my December,

This is my time of the year.

This is my December.

This is all so clear."

June let the tune wash over her like waves of salty water. The Dinner around her was silent, making the music seem louder than it should have. The words pounded in her ears, though she couldn't tell if it was the song or her heart that was making all that noise.

"This is my December,

This is my snow covered home.

This is my December,

This is me alone." June hummed along. She knew the song well. Dai had liked it. But no, she had promised herself she wouldn't think about that. She wouldn't!

"Miss?" June turned to see a waiter standing, staring at her.

"One chocolate milkshake please." She said, ignoring the strange look she was getting.

"Coming right up." The waiter scurried away, leaving June alone again.

The girl sat at a small table meant for two, in an empty Dinner. It was near midnight, and June was the only one there.

"And I,

Just wish that I didn't feel,

Like there was something I missed.

And I,

Take back all the things I said,

To make you feel like that.

And I, just wish that I didn't feel,

Like there was something I missed." June sighed, leaning back in the chair. She wondered if she would ever be able to recover.

"Here you go." The waiter was back with her milkshake. June nodded her thanks, and he left once again.

"Cheers." June said, raising her glass and clinking it against another, invisible one.

Then the tears started. June had been trying so hard to hold them back, but they wouldn't stop, and came pouring down her face like a rushing river.

"And I,

Take back all the things I said to you,

And I give it all away,

Just to have somewhere to go to,

Give it all away,

To have someone to come home to." June said hoarsely. Her milkshake sat forlornly on the table, forgotten.

"Why?" She said suddenly, no longer singing along. "Why did you have to go?" She hissed, clenching and unclenching her hands.

The string of jingle bells hanging on the door clattered as someone opened it.

June turned away when she saw who it was. Matt.

"Oh no." Matt groaned. His current girlfriend, Seeri, stood behind him.

"Come on." Matt said, dragging Seeri back out the door. "Before she notices I'm here."

Another tear rolled down June's cheek. She turned to stare blankly out the window, and watched the snow fall gently onto the moonlit street.

"This is my December,

These are my snow covered dreams,

This is me pretending,

This is all I need,

And I,

Just wish that I didn't feel,

Like there was something I missed,

And I,

Take back all the things I said,

To make you feel like that."

"Why?" June whispered. She turned away from the window, and looked at her milkshake. Gulping back her tears, she leaned forward and slurped some of it out of the straw.

June licked her lips, and began singing again, stopping every often to sip more of the milk shake.

"And I,

Just wish that I didn't feel,

Like there was something I missed,

And I,

Take back all the things I said to you,

And I give it all away,

Just to have somewhere to go to,

Give it all away,

To have someone to come home to." June hummed, her tears spilling down her face and splashing onto the table top. The Christmas decorations mocked June from every direction, laughing at her sorrow and tears.

More tears fell, and June watched her empty cup on the table, not yet willing to leave.

"This is my December,

This is my time of the year,

This is my December,

This is all so clear,

And I give it all away,

Just to have somewhere to go to,

Give it all away,

To have someone to come home to,

Give it all away,

Just to have somewhere to go to,

Give it all away,

To have someone to come home to."

The song ended on a sorrowful note. June stood up. She dumped her tip and money for the milkshake on the table. Without a word, she left the dinner, and walked home. The snow fell. June watched the half full moon, and wondered if her brother was up there, sitting among the stars.

"Good bye. Daisuke."

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Ghost Dancer: DAI-CHAN!!!!!! *wails* I killed him! How COULD I?! I killed Daisuke!!! ^^;

Chibi Daisuke: I'm DEAD?!

Ghost Dancer: Well, enjoy.

Chibi Iori: Why am I stuck doing this?

Ghost Dancer: Just say it.

Chibi Iori: *sigh* DISCLAIMER: Ghost Dancer dosen't own Digimon or My December, by Linin Park. There.

Chibi Daisuke: I'm DEAD?!

Chibi Ken: Review please!

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