Another story for me to write…I just got this idea and I couldn't wait to write it!
Anyways….here you go.
Until Angels close my eyes
Prologue:
Paradise:
once upon a year gone by
she saw herself give in
every time she closed her eyes
she saw what could have been
well nothing hurts and nothing bleeds
when covers tucked in tight
funny when the bottom drops
how she forgets to fight... to fight
and it's one more day in paradise
one more day in paradise
as darkness quickly steals the light
that shined within her eyes
she slowly swallows all her fear
and soothes her mind with lies
well all she wants and all she needs
are reasons to survive
a day in which the sun will take
her artificial light... her light
and it's one more day in paradise
one more day in paradise
it's one more day in paradise
one last chance to feel alright... alright
don't pretend to hold it in just let it out
don't pretend to hold it in just push it out
don't you try to hold it in just let it out and
don't you try to hold it in you hold it in
chorus
once upon a year gone by
she saw herself give in
every time she closed her eyes
she saw what could have been
By: Vanessa Carlton
Nozomi sat propped up in her hospital bed, playing with the thin gold chain around her neck. A soft knock came at the door. Nozomi's pale blue eyes shot up towards the owner of the hand and gave a soft smile.
"Ryou!" She choked out. She pulled the beanie down more tightly around her head.
"You came! I didn't think you'd want to be here when they…you know…"
Her voice trailed off as she saw the saddened look on his face.
"Here, I brought something for you." He placed the Burger King bag in front of her and took a step back.
Nozomi's eyes lit up with happiness.
"Aw! Ryou Bear…you know what I like!" she dug into the paper sack and brought out the rapped prize she desired.
"Zozo…I don't want this to happen to you." He whispered, now looking at his feet. Nozomi hesitated a moment then patted the spot next to her on the bed.
"Ryou, I know you don't. But, I have no other options. They can't save me…it's my time to go…" she whispered. Ryou stiffened at the words and turned his head away.
"Bakura will be mad…" he muttered softly.
Nozomi smiled.
"You tell that mutt he better keep his temper in check, if I find out he hurts you in any way, I'll haunt him in his sleep!"
Ryou couldn't help but laugh. Nozomi had a way with sadness, she could alter it, change it to happiness, just with a few simple words. Even if it was just for a short while.
"If only there was a cure…" he whispered while placing his hand on hers.
"Yes, I know Ryou…I wish there was too. I could do everything that I want to. You know, I still want to jump out an airplane."
Ryou gave a weak smile and patted her hand. "I'm glade you can't, you'd scare me."
Nozomi chuckled and pushed back a lock of his snowy white hair.
"You know Ryou, we've had so many good times together…I don't remember every one of them."
Ryou nodded his head in agreement. "It seems like forever since we've met…but it's only been a year…"
Nozomi shook her head and smiled. "Good times…good times."
Her small oval face was pale from lack of sunlight and her freckles stood out. If she hadn't gone bald, her long brown hair would be swaying around her shoulders.
Ryou looked away with sadness, tears forming in his eyes.
"Zozo, I don't think I'll be able to make it with out you…" he whispered while dabbing at his eyes.
Nozomi's hand darted up to his face and brushed the tears away. "Ryou…I know you can. Besides, I won't be gone; I'll always be here with you. I'll be the sunlight on a cloudy day, I'll be your umbrella in a storm, I'll be your light when you're surrounded by darkness, and I'll be your angel." And with that she pulled him into a hug.
"Zozo…" he whispered into her chest.
"Yes, Ryou Bear?" She asked with her eyes closed.
"If you had one more day to live…what would you do?" He asked, tears now sliding down his pale face.
Nozomi didn't even have to think.
"I'd stay with you…you and Bakura. We'd do everything we could in just one night. Then, I'd die a happy girl." Ryou began to shake and cling to Nozomi.
"I don't want you to die! Zozo, Please, fight it! One more day. Please!"
Nozomi gave a sad smile and patted his back.
"I have no fight left in me, you know that Ryou bear. It's my time to go…"
As if on cue the doctor walked in.
"Nozomi…are you ready?" he asked in a saddened voice. Nozomi pushed Ryou away from her and leaned over the hospital bed bar and reached into her drawer.
She pulled out a small black box and handed it to Ryou.
"Here…everything that is close to me is in here." Then she unhooked the locket that sat around her neck.
"You can open it with my heart."
Ryou felt the warm tears slide down his cheek and land on his chest. He couldn't say anything. He just nodded and clutched the necklace in his hand.
"Tell Bakura what I said…and tell him…I'll miss him." A nurse rolled a wheel chair into the room and helped Nozomi into it.
"My life is in that box Ryou bear…you take care of it."
And with that, she was wheeled away.
Ryou flung the box onto his bed and fell with it into the pillows. Tears streamed down his face and he began to shake so hard that it looked as if he was having a seizure.
"What's wrong Ryou?" Bakura said appearing in the dark room.
"She's gone! Nozomi…she's…died…couldn't fight…anymore!" Ryou choked the words out into the pillow.
Bakura just stood there watching the boy cry his sorrow dry. "Ryou…" Bakura reached his hand out to him, and then stopped. He didn't know how to comfort his host, didn't know what to say. The brown haired girl flashed in front of his eyes and sadness welcomed him.
"I'm sorry Ryou." And with that he returned to the ring dangling around Ryou's neck.
Moments later Ryou finally stopped crying and sat up. The black box still sat beside him on the bed.
'You can open it with my heart.'
Ryou stared at the box then finally pulled it into his lap. An odd shaped key hole sat at on the side of the box, outlined in silver with odd writing around it.
'My life is in that box Ryou bear…you take care of it.'
Ryou cursed under his breath. She hadn't given him a key, so how was he supposed to open it. He let out a frustrated sob and threw the box across the room.
It fell to the floor with a clatter and Ryou instantly regretted treating it in such a way. It was all he had left of his friend and secret crush.
He bent down and picked the box up with care.
'Open it with my heart.'
Ryou gripped the locket around his neck in understanding. He unclasped it and brought it down to the box, uncertain if it would do what he thought it would.
He slid the heart shaped locket into the odd looking hole. He held his breath as he heard a small click noise. Then the top popped open. Ryou slowly opened the box with shaky hands.
He gave a slight gasp as he noticed the familiar items of their past. Old movie ticket stubs, pictures, concert tickets, a burned CD that had their famous song on it, Stacie Orrico 'I promise.'
Ryou was overwhelmed by memories; he could remember seeing Nozomi on stage singing that song for him.
And the song had fit them perfectly.
Will I always be there for you?
When you need someone, Will I be that one you need?
Will I do all my best to, to protect you?
When the tears get near your eyes
will I be the one that's by your side?
Will I be there when you call me in the middle of the night?
Will I keep the rain from falling down into your life?
I promise, I promise
I promise I will
will I take tender care of you?
Take your darkest night and make it bright for you
Will I be there to make you strong and to lean on?
When this world has turned so cold
will I be the one that's there to hold?
Will I be there when you call me in the middle of the night?
Will I keep the rain from falling down into your life?
I promise, I promise
I promise I will
will I be there when you call me in the middle of the night?
Will I keep the rain from falling down into your life?
I promise, I promise
I promise I will
Yeah
And I love you more every day
And nothing will take that love away
When you need someone
I promise I'll be there for you (there for you)
I promise
Will I be there when you call me in the middle of the night?
Will I keep the rain from falling down into your life?
I promise, I promise
I promise I will
And I promise (and I promise)
I promise (oh I promise you)
I will be there when you call me (when you call me)
I promise (I promise)
I promise I will
Ryou couldn't take the pain anymore. He wanted to end his life so bad; besides, to him there was no life if Nozomi wasn't there. She had changed everything. Bakura used to beat him and Nozomi showed up and stopped him. Ryou used to starve himself, and Nozomi stuffed his little mouth. He used to be scared of the dark, and she was there with her open arms. He used to cut himself, she buried all the knifes. He used to put himself down; she was there to bring him back up. Nozomi had been the one thing good in his life, sure he had other friends, but they weren't like Nozomi, they couldn't make him laugh like she did, they didn't put chopsticks in there mouths and pretend to be a walrus. They didn't do impressions of people like she did. She was so good at them, that sometimes he wasn't sure who she was.
She was like a lighthouse in a storm, bright enough for everyone to see, especially when they get lost. Ryou shoved the box away from his body and began to sob once again. That's when the diary fell from it, opening on his floor. Ryou dried his eyes and bent over to pick up the small purple book. His eyes drifted over the page and felt sadness wash over him once again.
January 15, 2002
Mother has once again ruined my life. She's moved me to Japan. Of all places! I swear…she says I need to explore the world. I can explore the world right in front of my computer. Why do you think we invented pictures! Anyways, I start school in another two days, so I better enjoy this free time while I can. Where do I begin?
Ah, well, I got this diary as a going away gift from my friend Jena…said I could "Pretend" I was writing a story, just that the story would be about my life. Well, there's one idea that won't work. Who wants to read about a boring 13 year old! My life is BORING!
Hm…I might as well pretend that I'm writing to someone. Well then…My name is Nozomi Akio Haru, I was born and raised in Seoul, Korea. My mother is Japanese and my father was Korean. Was, meaning that he died long ago, when I was 5 to be exact. But it really doesn't bother me since I never knew the man anyways. He was always gone on some Business trip.
Ryou paused then looked back down at the diary. It was as if she was still there with him. He heard her soft voice washing over him and heaved a sigh.
I have no siblings and I would like to keep it that way. Kids annoy the hell out of me! I can't stand them.
I'm an average student when it comes to grades, I'm no nerd! I'm still a virgin and I believe in safe sex! Who wouldn't? I don't want some 5 pound screaming banshee to crawl out of such a tiny hole…anyways… there's my first entry…I feel like taking a stroll. I wonder if I'll run into any hot guys today…heh heh!
Ryou placed the book down and rubbed at his eyes.
"I'll read more later…I need some sleep." He placed everything back into the black box then slipped the necklace around his neck once again.
"Goodnight Zozo." He said while patting his chest.
Well? Should I continue…read and review and I might go on!