Building A Mystery

by Tenshi no Yupiteru

Discontinued for an indefinite amount of time. “For you, I sing. For you, I am here. For you, I will stay. For you, I would do anything,” she whispered. He died protecting his sister from his enemies. What did his enemies want with him? What are his frien

1. For You

Chapter 1: For You

She strode gracefully across the stage. He three inch stiletto heels clicked across the floor with sounds of pin drops echoing behind her. Everyone cheered and screamed. She adjusted the microphone, tapping it gently. Her crimson lips curved into a small smirkish smile. She tossed her silver-white hair, that had been streaked ice blue, dark blue and midnight; over her shoulder, winked at her band mates as music began to fill the room, and began to sing.

"You come out at night, that's when the energy comes and the dark side's light and the vampires roam…"

She began to sway back and forth with the melody. "You strut your Rasta wear and your suicide poem…"

She closed her silver eyes from pouring the tears of heartache of losing a family member. "And a cross, from a faith that died before Jesus came…"

"You're building a mystery…"

"You live in a church, where you sleep with voodoo dolls…"

As the singer sang, "You live in a church," one of the audience members had a picture flash across his mind. A picture of a man with brown braided hair - a man who used to be his best friend.

"And you won't give up the search for the ghosts in the halls…"

"Wear sandals in the snow and a smile that won't wash away…"

The same image flashed again when the words, "And a smile that won't wash away," were sang.

"Can you look out the window without your shadow getting in the way…?"

'No,' he mused, 'I won't be able to do that.'

Her eyes snapped open-silver clashed with Prussian. Silver softened.

"Oh you're so beautiful, with an edge and a charm… but so careful when I'm in your arms…"

" 'Cause you're workin', building a mystery, holding on and holding it in, yeah, you're workin' , building a mystery and choosing so carefully…"

Their eyes locked on each other.

"You woke up screaming a loud, a prayer from your secret god, you feed off our fears and hold back your tears…"

A glare swept across his face - as if it was him, she was singing about.

"Give us a tantrum and a know it all grin, just when we need one when the evening's thin… oh…"

"You're a beautiful, beautiful fed up man, you're setting up your razor wire shrine…"

" 'Cause you're workin', building a mystery, holding on and holding it in, yeah, you're workin' , building a mystery and choosing so carefully…"

Her voice faded and the music stopped, cheering filled her ears. She smiled, curtsied and walked off stage, not before her eyes locked once more with Prussian. She blew him a kiss and smiled when his glare deepened.