Disclaimer: Yui doesn't own Clover. Clamp does. I just own the insert song lyrics.
After you wish on a Clover: Remember me...
By miyamoto yui
Chapter 3 - That, I would.
"Ningen ni naritai..." Kazuhiko thought to himself as he kept his cool and got up from the couch. Slowly, he walked over to his computer and sat down on the desk chair.
He turned it on while intently looking at the screen wondering what in the world was going.
He looked around cautiously. Under his breath, he snickered, "If anyone's messing around with me, you won't live to regret it."
His fingers again brought the cigarette to his lips as he breathe carefully and slowly with a contemplative look that seemed to be so indifferent to his surroundings. But the static on the radio was no longer there and he found himself coming back to reality.
The song that brought him back was Oruha's.
He had been the one to give some of the homemade recordings to the radio. Or rather, it was Gingetsu who had done it under his name. Kazuhiko was the one protesting while giving Gingetsu a hard look...
"I can't give that to them. That's all I have," he answered as he smoked. "Isn't it enough?"
"You're the one looking for who did it," Gingetsu replied.
"That's a different matter." Kazuhiko smeared the cigarette onto the ashtray and brought out the cassettes. "I'm only giving you these."
"That's enough for the world," was all Gingetsu could say as he tipped his head while enclosing his white gloves on the cassettes, looking at them for a moment, and slipping them into his jacket.
Kazuhiko looked on the internet on the death of Oruha, brief as that information was. Or, rather, it was the fact that he could have recited the whole thing without even looking at it.
One of her songs, ironically, was playing. It was the piece that she had shared with Kazuhiko the day before she was going to give her debut...
"Kazuhiko?" Oruha laughed as she bit his ear while passing by him to go lie on the bed.
"Yes?" he replied while drying his hair with a towel. Blindly, he looked at her direction as she looked out the window with only a fuzzy blue towel on.
"I want to sing a song for you. I need someone to test it out on," she laughed as she turned around to face him.
"Ah, is that the true reason?"
Shaking her head, she answered. "No, not really. I made it especially for you."
"Me?" Kazuhiko sat on the edge of the bed while putting the towel over his bare shoulders.
"So...so you'll always remember me," she finally said while smiling sadly away from him. She looked at the full moon and pressed her hands on the cold window.
"Don't talk like that. It depresses me whenever you do that," he told her.
She thought, "If you knew it was one hundred times worse for me..."
While trying to feel the cold glass with her fingers pressed on the surface of the window, she closed her sing while singing,
"(whisper)
Remember...
I'm always with you...
Ah...yes...
(sing)
The white moon,
When I was ten
I would always wish to be free,
When I found out I was trapped.
In my dark fate
Inside my heart
I kept it all...
And for you,
And for you,
I waited all this time...
When we met,
I knew that
We would also part.
Painfully,
Bitterly
I kept away from you
But you came
And I became warm
You smiled
And I knew...
That I would...
That I would...
Not die in you.
It's a sad story, this life
Where we meet
And then part
But if you believe in me
I would stay forever!
Tomorrow is nothing
When you live for today,
For always
Next to you
I can live.
Yes, I know I can.
All the friends I have had,
I knew that they would pass
I'd fear the day they'd leave
Just like snow on my fingers
But now,
I understand
That everything is like that...
And for you,
For your sake,
I would do it all over again.
Can't you see that I am hurting
Thinking all this time?
When we part,
What will you do?
Will you miss me at all?
Always, all these days
I knew what happiness was
And in my shattered heart
I don't feel so bad
Why is that so hard to ask?
I finally shout, "Give me tomorrow!"
Because now,
I want more time
To be with you...
(whisper)
No regrets
We live one life
Give me your soul
I give you my heart.
No regrets
When tomorrow comes
Give you my soul
In exchange for your heart...
Until tomorrow comes
Don't forget me.
Please."
Ryu Fei looked at Oruha as he got up and embraced her. She held him like there was no tomorrow and he whispered, "Why...why must it be so sad?"
He shook his head. "How come no matter what I do for you, it doesn't do anything?"
"It's not your fault," she said with a teary-eyed face that turned to him while holding his face with her hands. "It's...This is just how things are..."
"I don't want to hear about this subject ever again..." he said sternly.
"I promise..." she trailed off as she kissed him.
She kept her word.
Kazuhiko left the computer screen on as a picture of Oruha flashed on the screen with a smile on her profile as she sang with all her heart.
The picture of perfection before her death.
His blood boiled as he put out the cigarette and left again to search for Oruha, knowing that this wouldn't ever bring her back.
He would forever look for someone that wouldn't ever return home to him.
Kazuhiko grabbed onto his motorcycle helmet and hopped onto his bike while going as fast as he could to the next town. Surely, he would find something new today...
"I want to become human." Her words repeated inside of his mind.
"Oruha..." For some reason, Suu's words made him think of Oruha's face that night, as if wishing for more time.
The look as if she knew the time of her execution...
Did she know?
That was the question that plagued him and gave him no clues.
No one would tell him and he couldn't figure it out also. And even if she did and she told him through that song, would have changed anything?
"There is no such thing as a predestined life," he said with sympathy mixed with spite. "I don't believe it at all!"
As he was speeding on the lonely highway, Gingetsu was so distracted on what he was supposed to do that he finally got up and went to Lan's door. Lifting up his hand, he knocked on the door lightly to let him know that he was there.
Lan looked up indifferently though his eyes betrayed to Gingetsu of their uneasiness.
"Don't," Gingetsu said.
Lan stopped clicking on the mouse while glancing to one side to avoid Gingetsu's eyes.
"I have let you do as you please, but this time, please don't look any further," Gingetsu said as he turned around to go back to work.
At that moment, Lan mumbled, "I wish I were never a Clover."
"Fine, you say that," Gingetsu answered in spite as he walked away.
"We would have never met," Lan's soft voice penetrated the walls. "And I wouldn't have hurt you too."
Gingetsu stopped walking. He shook his head, knowing that there was no turning back.
Once Lan got into these moods, there was nothing to do but give in.
He loved him,
And he would give him everything he wanted.
Even if it was a dangerous...
Even if it would kill him...
For when Lan would die,
He would too.
To be continued...
--
Author's note: This is destined to be such a strange piece going back and forth. Aiya, I can't seem to understand how I will pull this off...
After you wish on a Clover: Remember me...
By miyamoto yui
Chapter 3 - That, I would.
"Ningen ni naritai..." Kazuhiko thought to himself as he kept his cool and got up from the couch. Slowly, he walked over to his computer and sat down on the desk chair.
He turned it on while intently looking at the screen wondering what in the world was going.
He looked around cautiously. Under his breath, he snickered, "If anyone's messing around with me, you won't live to regret it."
His fingers again brought the cigarette to his lips as he breathe carefully and slowly with a contemplative look that seemed to be so indifferent to his surroundings. But the static on the radio was no longer there and he found himself coming back to reality.
The song that brought him back was Oruha's.
He had been the one to give some of the homemade recordings to the radio. Or rather, it was Gingetsu who had done it under his name. Kazuhiko was the one protesting while giving Gingetsu a hard look...
"I can't give that to them. That's all I have," he answered as he smoked. "Isn't it enough?"
"You're the one looking for who did it," Gingetsu replied.
"That's a different matter." Kazuhiko smeared the cigarette onto the ashtray and brought out the cassettes. "I'm only giving you these."
"That's enough for the world," was all Gingetsu could say as he tipped his head while enclosing his white gloves on the cassettes, looking at them for a moment, and slipping them into his jacket.
Kazuhiko looked on the internet on the death of Oruha, brief as that information was. Or, rather, it was the fact that he could have recited the whole thing without even looking at it.
One of her songs, ironically, was playing. It was the piece that she had shared with Kazuhiko the day before she was going to give her debut...
"Kazuhiko?" Oruha laughed as she bit his ear while passing by him to go lie on the bed.
"Yes?" he replied while drying his hair with a towel. Blindly, he looked at her direction as she looked out the window with only a fuzzy blue towel on.
"I want to sing a song for you. I need someone to test it out on," she laughed as she turned around to face him.
"Ah, is that the true reason?"
Shaking her head, she answered. "No, not really. I made it especially for you."
"Me?" Kazuhiko sat on the edge of the bed while putting the towel over his bare shoulders.
"So...so you'll always remember me," she finally said while smiling sadly away from him. She looked at the full moon and pressed her hands on the cold window.
"Don't talk like that. It depresses me whenever you do that," he told her.
She thought, "If you knew it was one hundred times worse for me..."
While trying to feel the cold glass with her fingers pressed on the surface of the window, she closed her sing while singing,
"(whisper)
Remember...
I'm always with you...
Ah...yes...
(sing)
The white moon,
When I was ten
I would always wish to be free,
When I found out I was trapped.
In my dark fate
Inside my heart
I kept it all...
And for you,
And for you,
I waited all this time...
When we met,
I knew that
We would also part.
Painfully,
Bitterly
I kept away from you
But you came
And I became warm
You smiled
And I knew...
That I would...
That I would...
Not die in you.
It's a sad story, this life
Where we meet
And then part
But if you believe in me
I would stay forever!
Tomorrow is nothing
When you live for today,
For always
Next to you
I can live.
Yes, I know I can.
All the friends I have had,
I knew that they would pass
I'd fear the day they'd leave
Just like snow on my fingers
But now,
I understand
That everything is like that...
And for you,
For your sake,
I would do it all over again.
Can't you see that I am hurting
Thinking all this time?
When we part,
What will you do?
Will you miss me at all?
Always, all these days
I knew what happiness was
And in my shattered heart
I don't feel so bad
Why is that so hard to ask?
I finally shout, "Give me tomorrow!"
Because now,
I want more time
To be with you...
(whisper)
No regrets
We live one life
Give me your soul
I give you my heart.
No regrets
When tomorrow comes
Give you my soul
In exchange for your heart...
Until tomorrow comes
Don't forget me.
Please."
Ryu Fei looked at Oruha as he got up and embraced her. She held him like there was no tomorrow and he whispered, "Why...why must it be so sad?"
He shook his head. "How come no matter what I do for you, it doesn't do anything?"
"It's not your fault," she said with a teary-eyed face that turned to him while holding his face with her hands. "It's...This is just how things are..."
"I don't want to hear about this subject ever again..." he said sternly.
"I promise..." she trailed off as she kissed him.
She kept her word.
Kazuhiko left the computer screen on as a picture of Oruha flashed on the screen with a smile on her profile as she sang with all her heart.
The picture of perfection before her death.
His blood boiled as he put out the cigarette and left again to search for Oruha, knowing that this wouldn't ever bring her back.
He would forever look for someone that wouldn't ever return home to him.
Kazuhiko grabbed onto his motorcycle helmet and hopped onto his bike while going as fast as he could to the next town. Surely, he would find something new today...
"I want to become human." Her words repeated inside of his mind.
"Oruha..." For some reason, Suu's words made him think of Oruha's face that night, as if wishing for more time.
The look as if she knew the time of her execution...
Did she know?
That was the question that plagued him and gave him no clues.
No one would tell him and he couldn't figure it out also. And even if she did and she told him through that song, would have changed anything?
"There is no such thing as a predestined life," he said with sympathy mixed with spite. "I don't believe it at all!"
As he was speeding on the lonely highway, Gingetsu was so distracted on what he was supposed to do that he finally got up and went to Lan's door. Lifting up his hand, he knocked on the door lightly to let him know that he was there.
Lan looked up indifferently though his eyes betrayed to Gingetsu of their uneasiness.
"Don't," Gingetsu said.
Lan stopped clicking on the mouse while glancing to one side to avoid Gingetsu's eyes.
"I have let you do as you please, but this time, please don't look any further," Gingetsu said as he turned around to go back to work.
At that moment, Lan mumbled, "I wish I were never a Clover."
"Fine, you say that," Gingetsu answered in spite as he walked away.
"We would have never met," Lan's soft voice penetrated the walls. "And I wouldn't have hurt you too."
Gingetsu stopped walking. He shook his head, knowing that there was no turning back.
Once Lan got into these moods, there was nothing to do but give in.
He loved him,
And he would give him everything he wanted.
Even if it was a dangerous...
Even if it would kill him...
For when Lan would die,
He would too.
To be continued...
--
Author's note: This is destined to be such a strange piece going back and forth. Aiya, I can't seem to understand how I will pull this off...