I Live for the Sound
A Collection of One-Shot Song Fictions
In the Middle-
The day was clear, fresh, and wonderful. The sights, the smells, the sounds…all of them said it was spring. Yes, spring was in the air and it should be enjoyed. That was exactly what Sam Manson did on her way home from school, stopping to look at the leaves growing back on trees, inhaling the cleanliness of the air that was produced from the day's rain. It was wonderful, perfect, and called to be spontaneous, which was exactly what she did.
Amity Park was busy, but not so much that one felt crowded. If the jogging path was taken, there was a spot by a babbling brook about a hundred feet from it. Not many people went there and she enjoyed the peacefulness as she threw her bag away from her and fell down onto the ground.
No sounds, nothing. She closed her eyes and let herself drift away with the water in the brook. She let herself become part of the earth, allowed herself to feel every bit of dirt, twig, and pebble. She delved into herself, where the mind went into peaceful darkness. It was where all children began, when they felt the lack of light and only knew of a sweet, rushing sound that carried them in their mother's womb, where all was warm and there were no worries. That was where she went, to get away from the daily troubles in life, from all the stupid ghost fighting, to get away from certain boys that took up almost every thought process, and to just relax. There was never enough time to give to oneself and it was at these moments that she lived for herself, just for a moment, just to feel once again that life was truly precious.
There was a snapping of twigs. Someone had stepped off the path and dared to come and roam in her world. What intruder would come to destroy her state of mind and force her to leave? Who would dare to come down where no one tread and chance moving away from civilization, only to see what the world really was like.
"Hey, Sam."
Well, that would explain a lot of things.
She opened her eyes and found the depths of the ocean, the height of the skies, all held in twin orbs that were always looking at her. The jet black hair shined where the patches of sunlight hit and the bits of little fluffy dust that you sometimes see in the air when the light hits it just right, surrounded his head like a halo. He did look like an angel, the dark kind that would always save the day with this gorgeous grin on their face, just like the one he was giving.
"Hello Danny." She patted the ground next to her. "Would you care to join me?"
"You know I would." He lay down next to her and didn't say anything else. They were silent, listening to each other's breathing, a sort of comforting rhythm. They both lost themselves, still aware of each other, but lost touch with the rest of the world. He placed his hand on top of hers and the touch gave instant warmth that only he was capable of producing. She smiled, her eyes still closed. She could fall asleep like this. "You ever wonder…?"
What would you do if we woke up and the whole world was gone, well?
Would you believe with me is where you belong?
Well there goes the world and we're right in the middle
There goes the world and we're right in the middle, I said
Leave me here, I said leave me here with you
"What'd you do if I were the only guy and you the only girl in the world?" His voice was so beautifully deep and husky. Maybe it was because it had finally settled down where it wanted to be. Maybe he was settling down with a lot of decisions. Did any include her, any at all? "Would you stay with me, right by my side?"
As the city it crumbles I see that there's nothing left behind
As we lay here together, I feel your heart beat with mine
With time standing still, here is where we've always been
Well there goes the world and we're right in the middle again
I said leave me here, I said leave me here, I said leave me here
I said leave me here with you
She snuggled up to him, placing her head in the crook of his neck. His aftershave was enticing. Actually, his scent as a whole was enticing, the scent of a man: deep, woodsy, sort of sweaty from the running he did all the time. She loved it. It was perfect, just as perfect as their hearts beating in unison. At first, they hadn't been together, but when the minutes dragged on, the two beats formed together: B-bump ba-boomp. B-bump ba-boomp. On it went, and didn't lose pace.
That was why she could give her answer without any hesitation: the beating of their hearts.
"Of course I'd be by your side." His fingers trailed up and down her arm. She grinned against his skin. "I've been by you this long and with the whole world gone I'd have you all to myself. That wouldn't be bad at all. In fact, I'd love it."
Hey you where are we going from here?
Hey you where are we going?
'Cause there goes the world and I'm right in the middle with you
I'm right in the middle with you
"So are we gonna go see a movie or what?" The tension was gone, a cheerful air replacing it. He stood up suddenly, stretching his muscles. He turned back to her, the gorgeous grin on his face that struck her soul. "Well?" He bent down, offering a hand. The sun outlined him, her dark angel. "Be by my side?"
Her twilight eyes stared into his ocean and sky high ones. They melded together. She took his hand, a yes to so many things between them, so many things. But hey, how else could you live right if you didn't take chances? The whole purpose in life was to take chances, to give everything your best.
That's why you live for the sound.
Nothing is more beautiful, better, more thought provoking then the music that you hear.
"Yes." And they ran away, hand in hand, heart to heart.
Music is a touch to the soul that affects you in so many ways. It inspires, creates, and you must embrace it in order to live.
I live for the sound.
-Theory of a Deadman
In the Middle - End
Author's Notes: It's way on the short side, but I thought it might be a little cute, a little fun, and when I start looking up lyrics, there'll be some more. This is just a bunch of random stuff, but since Theory of a Deadman is one of the few legal CD's that I own, it was about the only thing with lyrics. More will be on the way, since these are all pretty easy. Also, I forgive characters being OOC, but they're one-shots, what do you expect? Thanks and review, pretty please? I'd like to know if I should keep this up.
Disclaimer: I do not, in any way, own Danny Phantom or Theory of a Deadman. Since I am not doing this for a profit, I asked to not be sued for copyright infringement. Thank you.
-Sealeena