Here goes Part Three of the songfic series! It’s another Savage Garden song but it’s about Aya this time.
White Cross does not belong to me;
I’m just fiddling with them. I’ll put them back…promise! *big goo goo eyes*
Inxes: I personally think that
Aya’s sometimes irritating especially when he tries to push away other people
who just want to help/talk/care for him. I just wanted to write something that would
give him come humanity but not melt into mush ne? Let’s see if I win…
I Don't Know You Anymore
Song by: Savage Garden
Songfic by: Ms. J. Helios
I would like to visit you for a while
<A lonely hospital room.
Between beeping monitors and drawn shades is a single hospital bed containing a
young looking comatose girl. >
Get away and out of this city
<Outside, Aya crosses a street
and looks up to the hospital>
Maybe I shouldn't have called but someone had to be the first
to break
<The view goes back into the
hospital room where Aya sits beside his sister’s bed. >
We can go sit on your back porch
Relax
<He stands to arrange a vase
full of fresh red buds of roses by the bedside. His violet eyes shimmer in the
slivers of sunlight that peek through the shades.>
Talk about anything
It don't matter
<The Roses slowly bloom under
his touch, bringing a small but short-lived smile on his face>
I'll be courageous if you can pretend you've forgiven me
<Looking back at his prone
sister, Aya remembers all the times he has killed…and winces.>
Because I don't know you anymore
<His hand drifts over Aya-chan’s
face>
I don't recognize this place
<He retracts his hand immediately
and takes it back, as if burned>
The picture frames have changed and so has your name
<He walks out of the room and
at the door we see the name, “Aya Fujimiya”>
We don't talk much anymore
<There is a flash and we see
Aya’s memories, of a childhood picnic that he and his sister shared. They’re
both laughing and smiling while playing in the grass.>
We keep running from the pain
<Lightning flashes and we see
Aya’s face as he walks through the rain without an umbrella>
But what I wouldn't give to see your face again
<He runs a hand through his
wet hair and touches his earring almost absent-mindedly>
I know I let you down
Again and again
<Lightning flashes and we see
the Weiss Kreuz in action again.>
I know I never really treated you right
<A flash of a Katana, a
screamed, “SHIIIIINE~!”>
I've paid the price
<Back to Aya still in the
pouring rain. He has stopped to watch a little girl trip inside a store.>
I'm still paying for it every day
<As he watches, her brother
picks her up and asks if she’s alright.>
So maybe I shouldn't have called
<He turns away, to keep on
walking in the pouring rain>
Was it too soon to tell?
Oh what the hell
<He reaches the apartment he
shares with the rest of the Weiss Kreuz. Shaking his hair rather
absent-mindedly, he stomps his quiet and wet way up to his room>
It doesn't really matter
<Later on, he’s by his window.
He has taken off his earring and is holding it tightly in one hand>
How do you redefine something that never really had a name?
<The focus lies on the earring
and we see a single tear drop fall upon it.>
Has your opinion changed?
<And Aya’s hand slowly
relaxes, letting the earring fall to the floor>
Because I don't know
you anymore
<The next morning, Ken knocks
on Aya’s door. No response so he opens it to find that it is empty.>
I don't recognize this place
<Ken just shakes his head and
closes it again.>
The picture frames have changed and so has your name
<We see the hospital room
where Aya-chan is. She’s alone this time but the roses are still there, fully
bloomed>
We don't talk much anymore
<One by one, the rose petals
fall from the flowers, scattering across the table>
We keep running from the pain
<With each falling petal we
see partial images of Ran and Aya-chan. In each, Ran, or Aya-kun, is
smiling>
But what I wouldn't give to see your face again
<Wind blows slightly through
the partially opened blinds and they waft the light rose petals into the
air.>
I see your face
<They surround Aya’s bed,
dancing in the air like small rose colored butterflies.>
I see your face
<Slowly, they land upon her
like frail crimson tears.>
**OWARI**
On that “cheerful” note I end
this songfic. Ken’s up next, once I find a suitable song for him. And after
that, we’ll be back to Savage Garden,
to wrap up this series.
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Ja!