Ah, yes. The first time I do a song-fic. And a quite emotional one too. Hope you'll like it, and please review.
Immortal, Evanescence
I'm so tired of being here
He buried his hands in his head. Why? Why did it always had to be him?
Suppressed by all my childish fears
He loved the boy, but he just couldn't… Not after… That..
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
That face, pale like a ghost, and the scar.. the scar.. It haunted him. Please, he just wanted to forget. Everything.
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
What he had felt when it happened. He couldn't describe the pain he had felt.. And the pain he still feels. Even after all those years. And then all his fellow Jedi. They just didn't understand. It hurt so, so much. A single tear formed in his eye.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
He couldn't let him go.. Not yet. Never. How ? Why? Why didn't he notice? It was so obvious. But not for him. Never. He would never make the same mistake again. All
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
Every single night after their mission to Melida/Daan... He dreamed the same dream, the fight, the flashing lightsabers… "I'm your biggest failure, Qui-Gon… Live with that." And then that smile. He shivered.
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
He would never heal. Never. It was just too much. Xanatos, his Xani would always be there..
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
The tear escaped, dripping into his beard, leaving a wet streak on his cheek. The door creaked. He didn't notice when Obi-Wan came in. "Master? Are you alright?"
He looked up, sharp. Then, with a rough voice, thick with emotion; "Obi-Wan? What are you doing here? You weren't…" But Obi-Wan already came to him, enfolding him in a tight embrace. "It's okay master, It's okay to cry."
Then he smiled. His padawan. His son of light. No, he would never forget Xanatos. He would remember the nice things he had, and the better things he had now. He pulled Obi-Wan closer in to a strong, warm embrace. There was no need to cry. He had Obi-Wan. Together they would always pull through.
*sniff* Yeah, I was in a very strange mood when I wrote this. Never mind. O_O'