Warnings: PG for Darkness
Disclaimer: Harmelss fun with GW and the boys, don't own anything

The Forgotten
The Shinigami House

"People are lost everyday, simply because they are forgotten."
Your Lady of the House

It had been another long day of nothingness, and once again he was sitting in the dark, alone in his studio apartment overlooking the city. It was hard to believe that in his past he was considered a hero; the "Heart of Space." And now he sat here, forgotten, wishing for the past when there was meaning to his life. Now he simply drifted through the days knowing that the future held nothing for him. Everything was in the past, and no matter how much he wished, or how hard he prayed he could never return to the times that had already been counted by the sand. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he thought of the past, but it soon turned to a frown as he realized they were gone forever. He looked out at the dark horizon, the stars were blotted out by ugly light pollution, but the moon was still visible.

"Where are you?" he asked softly, "I have prayed for you to come every night. I'm ready, always, to go with you, I don't even have to pack. I know your busy, but please hurry. I'm not sure how much longer I can last. I'm trying my best to be strong for you, but my heart can only take so much. Eventually it will become so overwhelmed I fear that I will go insane. I don't think that people were supposed to know this much pain and sadness.

Can't you tell? The light in my eyes is fading quickly, it's a mere ember now.
Can't you feel it? My heart hurts so much, I think it's broken.
Don't you hear it? I can't keep from crying, every night sky has been witness to my tears.

I know I haven't done much to deserve a reprieve, but please, have mercy, and understand that there is nothing left for me to do in this world. I think somebody made a mistake, I wasn't meant to be here, I'm sure there was someone else who was supposed to use this body. I know it's not mine. If it was, I don't think that it would hurt this much.

Did you know? It hurts all over now, the very touch of things is rough and painful. I do not wish to abuse this body, but I must do something to dull the pain.
Can't you see? I need help, and you are the only one who can help me. The people here don't understand, but how could they? They aren't mistakes.
Can't you tell? I'm different from all the rest, I don't belong with them. I try to hide from them, but they always find me. You would think that in a world this size you could get lost, but everywhere you go there are people, too inquisitive for their own good.

Did I tell you? Sometimes I wish I could pull on a grey coat and hood and disappear into the night. I could almost do it, no one would miss me, but I don't know any roads that go anywhere but right back here.
Don't you see my problem?
Isn't there anything you can do?
Please save me."

An angel flew by his window, more beautiful than he thought possible, and with a radiance that shone like a hundred stars. He reached out to her, hoping that just maybe his time had come and that he was about to be given ultimate freedom. But she passed by without even giving him a second glance, or even acknowledging his presence. He hung his head in sadness as the dim light in his eyes finally went out.

"Oh yeah," he said softly, "I forgot. Nobody knows that I exist anymore."

And just like that Heero Yuy had been forgotten.

J.H.