Dedicated to Amy.
eI'll sing it one last time for you Then we really have to go You've been the only thing that's right In all I've donecf
The boat lay bobbing gently upon murky waters in a bay cut from the side of the island. It was all so easy, so perfect that the rain didnft matter, that for a moment at least they could both forget anyone had died, almost. The island lay silent now, no more sporadic gunfire, no more screaming echoing off the jagged rocks that had become a grave for some. No even the remaining animals stirred, as if they too were victims and now had no voices to ruin the un-nerving tranquility that had descended when the last shot was fired.
ef I can barely look at you But every single time I do I know we'll make it anywhere Away from heref
Tattered clothes, aches and pains had no meaning anymore, not when there was shelter now. The two boys stumbled blindly through the rain, tripping upon coils of rotten rope strewn over the uneven planks of a tiny jetty and helping each other without words. They werenft needed.
eLight up, Light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dearf
The cabin itself was coated in a thick layer of dust, which shuddered and displaced in faint, misty waves with every move they made. But compared with sitting hunched up, back pressed hard against a rough concrete wall and weapon trained upon a door that could open any time and spell the end, it was heaven.
eLouder, louder And we'll run for our lives I can hardly speak I understand Why you can't raise your voice to sayf
It was all he could do not to fall, to let that hysterical laughter that had been building ever since he stepped out of the school doors and glanced back, seeing hazy silhouettes behind dirty glass panes of those he had been asked to murder. Only an exhausted exhalation escaped from his cracked lips as he slumped against the faded wall.
eTo think I might not see those eyes It makes it so hard not to cry And as we say our long goodbyes I nearly do.f
It had been too long since his friend had spoken, the deaths of those hefd cherished had slowly worn away his spirit until there werenft enough hollow sentiments for him to utter anymore. But hefd never given up, not on the boy now lying crumpled at his feet. eLight up, light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dearf
From half-baked knowledge and a good dose of luck the boat was set on course, far away, in which direction neither knew nor cared. All that mattered was distance.
eLouder, louder And we'll run for our lives I can hardly speak I understand Why you can't raise your voice to sayf
And then he had the time to sit down, to really study the boy hefd killed for and survived forcthe only one hefd trusted enough to go this far. And found his skin pallid, lifeless as a waxen statue even as he smiled slowly, the warmth in his raw eyes unmistakable. Even underneath all the layers of blood and grime suffused into their very pores everything was the same.
eSlower, slower We don't have time for that All I want is to find an easier way To get out of our little headsf
He protested, cursed the initiative fruitlessly, but knew --- nothing would change it now. The scarlet marring his shirt was not someone elsefs this time and he was undone by the game in the final minutes. So discreetly hefd barely noticed in the blur of twisted faces and bullets. He hated himself for it, but the other whispered truth as he cradled his face in the palms of trembling hands.
eHave heart my dear We're bound to be afraid Even if it's just for a few days Making up for all this mess.f
All they could do was wait until the final breath left his body and the boat was once again silent, its stillness only broken by the depth of his sorrow.
eLight up, light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dear.f
~Owari~