Title: Watch me Shine Version: Beta Author: PiNkSpiDeR Notes: Thank you for your time, my beautiful beta readers!!!!

A/N: This is the best I can squeeze out between lectures, CCA carnivals, making new friends, keeping contact with old ones, go for my Jap lessons, teach tuition, do my assignments and check my mail. ^__^;; Okay, enjoy. Btw, I am sorry that I'd mixed up the last chap. I was in a hurry. -__-; Anyway, pls give me your comments on the last chapter as well ne?







Arc II

Prologue



Dancing bears,

Painted wings

Things I almost remember

And a song someone sings

Once upon a December

Someone holds me safe and warm

Horses prance through a silver storm

Figures dancing gracefully

Across my memory...

Someone holds me safe and warm

Horses prance through a silver storm

Figures dancing gracefully

Across my memory...

Far away, long ago

Glowing dim as an ember,

Things my heart used to know,

Things it yearns to remember...

And a song someone sings

Once upon a December

Song: Once upon a december

Translated: None dear, this is an English song.



Duo felt feathers brushing against his skin, soft and sun warmed. The golden light was warm, but as he reached nearer, it cooled, turning into a comfortable hue of silver with a light, airy wind.

He looked up and saw the choir of angels singing. But it wasn't a song they were singing, for there were no words, no voice. Just the rising and falling of the tones of emotions, blending the feelings of love, freedom and happiness into the one song of supreme joy.

Duo was overwhelmed. Then an orb appeared in front of him. It was a sliver orb, with swirls of warm golden blending into its center. The moon with the sun, together. No need for an eternal chase any longer. Here, the sun can be with the moon, forever.

But. He still felt that something was missing. There was no blue in this heaven of gold and silver colours. Blue. Who? Wait. He remembered he promised someone something. He.

The silvery gold orb glowed. The choir's melody of feelings rose, telling him without words, to touch the magic in front of him. Duo did.

A thrilling feel of electricity and impulses, a sensation of being hot and cold, of being fiery and icy, of sadness and happiness, of love and hatred, of all that was good and all that was evil.

The voiceless singing of the angels faded slowly as the supreme heavens blacked out.

And somewhere in AC 196, the sun rose.

And somewhere in AD 3092, the moon glowed.



Notes: See, I told you, no death fics. ^___^; *duck away from flying potatoes*