Okay, folks, here's chapter 2. I'm really not thinking a lot about this; I'm just trying to get all these ideas down on paper. *Die, plot bunny, die!!!* Unfortunately, I suppose this will be an angsty story. I dunno why, or where this came from. It's just…ITS ALL THE PLOT BUNNIES FAULT!!!

Disclaimers: Standard. Don't own it. Want to, but don't. Please no sueing/suing?, blahdeblahdeblah…yeah. Hope you like.

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'Is there any change?'

'I'm afraid not.'

…Is that you?

'…Oh.'

'I'm very sorry.'

…Are you an angel?

'Hey, Heero.'

Who's Heero?

'It's me, again. I'm back.'

…Quatre? Are you…an angel?

'I stayed up all night and prayed for you, y'know.'

Why?

'Listen, I…I really need for you to get better."

…Why do angels have to pray?

'It's really…really hard these days, without you.'

Don't you talk to God all the time?

'I miss you in the mornings.'

…Who are you?

'I keep…I keep walking in and…and expecting you to be there, with that same old stoic expression on your face. But…you…you're not.'

Are you crying?

'Heero, you need to fight this! You need…you need to get rid of this…this…'

Why are you crying?

'This thing that's taken a hold of you. Your face…it's so white, so cold. I need color back in your face, Heero. I need to see it.'

Angels…angels shouldn't cry.

'I need to see your eyes, glittering with that ice cobalt blue, full of…of determination. I need to hear you speak to me, to hear your voice…to hear you sing.'

Please, stop crying!

It scares me.

'I miss your singing, Heero. I miss…I miss everything about you. Please…come back to me?'

Your tears are forcing me back into the darkness

'God, Heero, why did you do this to me!?'

and covering up the light that your voice creates.

'Why are you putting me through this pain!?'

…I'm sorry.

'Sir, please keep your voice down.'

'I'm sorry.'

I didn't mean to.

'All right. But please try to remember to stay calm in the future?'

But…I can't remember.

'Any ways…I guess…'

What happened?

'I guess I'd better go'

Wait! What happened to me?

'I'll try to come back after work.'

Why are you crying?

Why do you hurt?

'Duo might be coming in later in the day.'

…why can't I remember anything?

'See you later.'

But will I remember this, later?

…Why is everything getting so dark?

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I have no clue where this is coming from, but oh well. Um, thank you to all you lovely reviewers, and readers, and all the rest of you people…um…yeah.