Lyra of Destiny

Matt sat, carefully tuning his guitar and reciting a few lines from his new song to himself. He had just over a day before he needed it finished. He had to do this, for her… He knew it wouldn't make it all right, but he did know that it would at least help a little. It would make him feel better at least…

Wait, was that the whole reason he was doing this? to quiet his own fears? To make himself feel better? No… that couldn't be…

No. He was doing this for Jun. For the last person who cared for him… After all he'd done and caused the others, he could start to make it up to them and help them by doing this. He knew it would take a lot, before he'd be forgivin, but he had to try… Because even after the last few weeks had been forgotten by the others, he would still be beating himself up for it. For everything. But if even one of the four girls he'd hurt could ever find it in her heart to believe him when he said he was sorry, then it would be worth it.

Somehow, he just knew… that Jun was the one who he needed to make everything up to first. He heard Sora's words from her phone call that morning echo through his mind…

"Don't worry so much about it, Matt… you've done more than enough for me, just by letting me go with Tai. It's not important anymore, it happened in the past…"

The past. He'd wasted it. He'd used every person who'd cared about him. Footsteps falling on the hard concrete floor harshly broke the silence.

"Still sitting there, writing the song?"

Matt nodded.

"She's not going to care, unless you stop feeling sorry for yourself," TK sighed and wandered back off.

"Takeru… wait…" the footsteps ceased as Matt spoke something other than the words to his song for the first time all that day. "You're right. Thank you." TK glanced back at his brother and walked away, almost smiling.

Matt returned to his song, starting over on it. "It's true… and I mean it…" he whispered to the tune his fingers hit randomly. He looked up, taking a deep breath to regain his senses. "That's it…"

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The locks on the guitar case clicked shut, as Matt walked out the door of the studio. It was now seven on Monday night… he'd told Jun he'd be there today, and he meant it… the cool evening breeze hit him sharply, revitalizing him as he walked down the street. He pulled out the sheet for the song, reciting it in his mind. Hopefully he could play it, without making any mistakes…

Or was the whole thing a mistake?

He shook his head fiercely. No. He had to do this. Jun was counting on him to be there that night.

As he rounded the corner to the apartment building, the wind stirred suddenly and ripped the paper from his hand. He panicked as it hit the street and flipped away with the breeze.

"No, damn't! I need that…" his eyes closed in grief as the sheet music found itself blown quickly down the hill. "Damn, not another thing to screw it all up…" he looked at the door, three stories up, and sighed. "But I have to go anyway… at least there's always the backup… Jun's favorite band…" he pulled the CD from his pocket, and read over the words to two of the songs, debating which of the two, which he'd previously chosen, would be the better one. He chose one and set it back in his pocket, expecting to retrieve the note he'd written for Jun. But then it hit him…

He'd written it on the back of the song.

"Now or never…" Matt sighed, and pressed the button for the elevator.

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"Davis will you just shut up I know he'll be here…" Davis smiled as his sister yelled at him. He was honestly glad to hear her make such a comment… all she'd really done since she'd gone in for the chemotherapy treatment that morning was sit there… It scared him to think of his older sister as anything but rambunctious and boy crazy, so it was nice to occasionally hear her say something in her old fashion of 'kill the brother'.

Then, the doorbell rang. Jun's face lit up so much… Davis grinned, wishing that Matt knew how happy his visit really was making Jun… But he knew what Matt was going through, thinking that Jun only acted happy because she wanted everyone to think she was absolutely fine. He walked through the door, and sat down on the couch across from Jun, without saying more than "Hi."

The two just looked at each other for about five minutes. Neither really knew what to say. Finally, Matt sat the guitar case across his lap and snapped it open.

"Jun… I… was going to write a song for you. I did, in fact. But then… it blew away on my way over here." She looked up at him, a slight smile on her face as she heard him say something that was so stupid sounding (the it-blew-away part) that it just didn't sound like Matt… or at least Matt as he had been for the last year. Before, until this last year, since about two years before, he'd seemed so nice… he was so kind for the time directly after she'd met him for the first time. But in the last six months, he'd changed so much.

"So…?"

"I'm going to sing you one of your favorite songs, instead…" he pulled out the guitar, and set the case on the ground.

His fingers hit the guitar strings…

And suddenly, everything seemed perfect to both him and Jun, as he recited one of the Backstreet Boys songs that Jun was almost as obsessed with as him…

"Even the lover, makes some mistakes sometimes….

"Like any other, fall out and loose his mind…

"And I'm sorry… For the things I did,

"For your teardrops, over words I said…

"Can you forgive me, and open your heart once again? Oh yeah…

"It's true… I mean it… from the bottom of my heart.

"Yeah it's true, without you I would fall, apart…"

He'd chosen almost the perfect song to use. It's like whoever had written it for the band to sing had had him in mind. It followed what he'd done almost perfectly. He closed his eyes and continued singing…

"Whatever happened, I know that I was wrong, oh yeah…

"Can you believe me? Maybe your faith is gone… oh yes it is…

"But I love you… and I always will…

"So I wonder, if you want me still…

"Can you forgive me, and open your heart once again?"

Jun looked up at him questioningly while he said these lines. He could hardly face her, but he smiled as kindly as he could, nodding slowly to let her know that he meant it, that they weren't just words in the song to him. She smiled at him, and started to get up. "Of course," she said softly. He got up and gently had her sit back down, sitting beside her to finish the song.

" It's true… I mean it… from the bottom of my heart.

"Yeah it's true, without you I would fall, apart…

"I'd do anything to make it up to you…

"So please understand…

"And open your heart once again…"

Matt set the guitar down, he knew the song well enough to sing it without the accompaniment… and Jun was crying as she sat next to him, he just had to do something… he put his arms gently around her, hugging her to his chest…

"You don't get it, do you, Matt? I'm crying because of how happy I am…" he smiled at her and gently kissed her head as he continued…

"It's true… I mean it… from the bottom of my heart.

"Yeah it's true, without you I would fall, apart…

"It's true… I mean it… from the bottom of my heart…

"Yeah it's true, without you I would fall, apart…

"It's true…"

"That's all I needed to know, Matt…"

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*about 6 month later…*

Jun went walking happily down the street. She couldn't believe what she'd just been told the day before… she was cured of the cancer, and she was now guaranteed to be fine.Best part was, her hair would start growing back within the week. She couldn't wait to tell Matt everything… he was going to call her that night, from where he was on tour this week… Something caught her eye, a sheet of paper, in a corner that the snow had never reached that winter, that was slightly torn, with dirt covering a good deal of it, but while old, the ink writing on it was still readible. And it read, 'Dear Jun,'. She smiled and picked it up, reading what she could. The song, on the other side, was faded because it had been written in pencil. But this side still had… everything… about how much Matt loved her. This was the note he'd planned to give her, that night right after she'd been diagnosed… she smiled, and held out the note so the wind could catch it. It flew away, and she couldn't help but think that it was doing the same thing she felt like she was.

It was flying on Matt's love for her. Because there had been only one song he could sing to her…

Because there was only one her…

She smiled, spotting Sora walking with Tai, Kari, TK, and Mimi. Sora was wearing a short sleeve shirt… for the first time in over a year. She waved and ran to catch up with her friends.

Matt watched silently from around the corner. He'd come back early; he knew they didn't know he was there. Which was fine with him… all he knew, was that for all those he'd hurt, the healing was finally complete. Which meant for him, the healing could finally begin…

The end…

We all really do care about you, Emi-chan. Just look at how many people have been reading the story for you. ^_^ GWS, Emi-chan! Ja ne to heiwa, everyone else!