http://clampfix.fanworks.net/x-fix/goneaway.txt </head><body><pre>Gone Away Fic written by Anna Vincent--Song written by the Offsrping Much thanks to my cousin for the idea here. Thanks 4 comments and such on WS. He screamed. His voice echoing, verberating a thousand times over. The hoarseness in the tone, he was tired of screaming, but he couldn't stop, maybe it was love, maybe he just cared alot. Again, he called out the name, not that there was much point to it now. That name...Subaru. What was he feeling now? Of course, the screaming was a thing of the past. It had been months since the leader of the Seals had to call out for Subaru, but the memory was as haunting as the actual thing. Kamui, with his tiny shoulders slumped in a depressed manner, stood before the door of the room that Subaru had locked himself in. The violet eyed boy bowed his head, his voice trembling in sorrow and yearning as he placed a hand on the door. "Subaru," No answer, there never was, but he was persistent. You can't let alone those you care about. Kamui put more of his weight into the door, leaning his forehead against it as his tears began to overtake him. "Subaru, please," Again, no answer. The boy shot up violently, slamming his delicate hand against the door, echoing throughout the hallway of which he was located. "Answer the door, dammit!" he yelled, as more tears gently flowed down his cheeks. "Subaru!" He repeated his movements, slamming his hand against the door numerous times until his energy and emotions would no longer allow it. He leaned completely against the door, sobbing weakly as he slid down the shining oak. And there he sat, his back to the door, his head bowed, his voice in sorrow, as a few of the other Seals ran to aid him. [Maybe in another life, I could find you there...] Subaru listened unemotionally to the commotion outside his room. He sat in the middle of the floor, his hair dirty and ruffled from endless days of no proper bathing. His clothes wrinkled and bloodied, but not from the blood of his former lover. It was his own blood. Not only was it flashed upon his shirt, it was all over the floor. Probably from small suicidal attempts. The onmyouji swayed back and forth as he held a piece of broken mirror to his small wrist. He continued to glance into the tear smitten reflector, waiting, deciding, crying. Seishirou was gone, what more did Subaru have to live for? His emotions confused him, why did he love someone that hurt him and others he cared about so much? He continued swaying, thinking about his past partner, whether or not they would meet again. He was so unsure. The eerie sound of Kamui screaming for his name faded away, either because the other Seals had taken him away to soothe him, or Subaru was going into a mind slip. 'No more life,' Subaru thought, his eyes wide in psychosis, he hadn't slept in days. 'Why do I need life?' Subaru pressed the mirror into his skin gently, his skin moving inward upon penetration, blood exiting thereafter. The blood trickled from his wrist onto the floor. Subaru slowly removed the glass, inhaling in what sounded like a moan let out during moments of intimacy. The onmyouji stared at his blood coated wrist, then gently carressed it with his free hand. As he touched the blood, he brought his reddened finger to his lips, tasting the blood as his mind began to sink into rage. 'Sei...' he moaned as he looked onward toward a wall that had nothing to show him. [Pulled away before your time...I can't deal it's so unfair...] Subaru stood and threw the glass against the wall as it shattered greatly, the sound as sharp as the glass' former point. [And it feels, and it feels like...Heaven is so far away... And it feels, yeah it feels like...the world has grown cold now that you've gone away...] Sorata stood outside the door, wondering worriedly what was going on beyond that door. He knocked lightly, trying to get the onmyouji's attention. "Subaru-san," And, in a swift moment, Subaru seemed to be yanked out of his rage, staring at the door as he finally heard Sorata calling. "Subaru-san," the voice said gently. "Please open the door," Subaru became filled with rage once again as he fell to his knees, sceaming in one horriffic lasting tone, gripping his hair, looking upward, closing his eyes tightly, maybe to keep the light from sinking in. That was it, Sorata took a step back and slammed himself into the locked door, allowing himself in. Subaru sat like Kamui had, in the middle of the floor, his tears mixing with his blood. The young monk gained his focus back from the great impact as he crawled over to Subaru and called for help. (Time passes [doing so for song adaptment], let's say, three or four months.) The cemetery, ususally not one of the most intriguing places to visit, Subaru thought as he walked throughout the peaceful garden serenely. Eventually, he reached his dreaded destination, a blackened marble tombstone with letters engraved signifying a painful past and end. [Leaving flowers on your grave, to show that I still care...] Subaru glanced at the memorial with eyes that began to turn gray in pain. There were no flowers upon his lot, unless they were from Subaru himself. The onmyouji kneeled before the stone, placing a gothic black rose at it's base, thereafter placing a hand upon the grave, maybe to pray, perhaps to cry. It was hard to tell due to the fact that he was hiding his eyes with his available hand. [But black roses and Hail Mary's can't bring back what was taken from me...] Maybe, as if answering to Subaru, a rain began to fall upon the area, increasing by the second. Subaru looked up to the sky, his eyes now returning to green, but barely noticeable through the mix of tears and rainfall. The water trickled upon his face elegantly as he began to clutch his stomach in pain. He hurled himself over, gripping the rose that he had set down. Though he forgot that roses had thorns. He closed his eyes once again, this time though, with more tightness. His hand became the tint of a runny crimson as the blood had flowed so much that it creeped through the gaps between his squeezing fingers. The onmyouji failed to reopen his crying eyes as he moved his head to the direction of the sky. [I reach to the sky and call out your name...] "Seishirou!" he screamed as the thunder began to roll angrily and lightning struck a nearby tree. [And if I could trade, I would...] Subaru fell over in pain, still holding the rose, but his trenchcoat became filthy with wet dirt. [And it feels, and it feels like Heaven is so far away... And it stings, yeah it stings now, the world is so cold now that you've gone away...] [Gone away... Gone away... Gone away...] Subaru brought himself back up, the rain washing the mud from his back and side as he glanced again to the stone, tossing the broken rose back to it's home. [I said it's so...far! *Ahem... ^Dexter Holland screams^*] [I reach to the sky...] Subaru, almost as if he didn't notice the precipitation, revealed a cigarrette as he placed it to his lips. Attempting and failing to ignite it, he left the object in his mouth as it slumped downward from being soaked. [And call out your name... Oh please let me trade, I would...] Almost emotionally, almost, he turns his back to the grave, wiping his eyes roughly, and proceeds to leave. [And it feels, and it feels like Heaven is so far away... And it feels, yeah it feels like the world has grown cold now that you've gone away...] Wow, I had to pull that one out from /way/ back. I've been working on a site, and, upon editing a certain part, a bit pertianed to this song, and I knew I had done a fic for it. So I kind of edited it (not that you can tell -.-), and posted it in pure fun. That's all for now, I'll have WS part 3 up sometime, probably this weekend (oy vey.....)</pre><p><a href="./">Back</a></p><p><a href=http://www.dreamhost.com/donate.cgi?id=216><img border=0 alt="Donate towards our web hosting bill!" src=https://secure.newdream.net/donate1.gif></a></p></body></html>