Playing Your Song

By: Dreiser


You were a star from the first moment I met you.

I didn't realize it at the time but you were. It was in your 
destiny, in your genes, in your fate, to be so.

What was it that Tamari called you? I remember, Key: The 
Metal Idol. I smacked him for saying that and you scolded me for 
it. Then again, you always scolded me.

But it was true in a sense. You were an idol to the world 
and to all of your fans. They needed you with a sort of intensity that 
was almost frightening. It was like to go on they needed your 
kindness, your love, your wisdom. And you? You simply needed 
them to be there for you.

To listen to you. To listen and care.

Care like Sakura cared for you.

Your rise to the top came so fast that it stunned us all. Even 
those who had been with you since the beginning. And we knew 
your power, we knew your strength and still, it took us by surprise.

One day you were unknown and the next you had 
thousands of people mobbing outside of your apartment in hopes 
of catching the slightest glance of you.

I'm not sure where you got the grace to deal with all of 
their questions and all of their stares but it was quite like magic 
when I watched you with your fans. Their faces rapt as they hung 
on everything you said, everything you sung. Like they were trying 
to understand you inside and out. Trying to bury themselves inside 
of you to find your soul.

All in a sort of attempt to fathom this unspoken but obvious 
love that you had for them and the entire world.

I remember when we first started dating it was the biggest 
scandal to hit the music world in months. And in the music world, 
months is a long time. Even now, I cringe thinking about it. About 
the insults and accusations.

For months I was known as Tataki Shuichi, the snake who 
had taken advantage of their precious Key.

You were more angry about it than me. It was the first time 
that you ever got mad at your fans. I don't think it was our 
difference in age that made them so angry. It was more your 
perceived innocence and an odd belief that somehow, I would end 
up taking it away from you.

To me, this shows that they never really knew you. As 
much as I love you, Key, you're not innocent. After all you went 
through and were born into it was impossible for you to be. No, 
you were never an innocent.

What you were was hopeful. And they feared me taking 
away that hope. I'm not sure why because I lived on it as much as 
they did. I needed it and you to survive.

But still, you got angry at me when the accusations started 
flying. Probably because you saw me doubt our relationship and 
our love. Doubt that what you felt for me was truly love and not my 
own manipulation through the overwhelming need I felt for you.

I can almost feel my chest aching from where you gave it a 
hard and decisive poke. You called me, for lack of a better word, 
a complete idiot and told me in no uncertain terms that I couldn't 
possibly take advantage of you because you were far more mature 
than me anyway.

How right you were because now I'm anything but mature. 
You're gone and I'm angry. I'm angry and I'm hurt and most of all 
I'm filled with a sense of helplessness.

Why did you die? Why must this happen to everyone with 
your power? And will this happen to our daughter as well? Our 
daughter that you never lived to see?

I have to go on for her. For Sakura. Yes, Sakura. I know 
that we'd been debating names for a girl and you still weren't sure if 
you felt entirely comfortable naming her that but when I saw her it 
just fit. I knew that she was Sakura.

And that she would fill the hole in my heart.

Are you with her now, Key? My wife... my love... my life... 
are you with your sister of soul and blood now? 

I hope you are and I hope that you're listening. Listening to 
the sounds of your fans. The sound of them calling out to you, their 
voices as one as they move ahead.

Listen closely, and you'll hear that in their most hidden 
hearts of hearts that they're playing your song.

-End-


The character of Tataki Shuichi is from Key: The Metal Idol. This fic
is depressing and I'm honestly not sure why I wrote it. lol. Sorry.

"I had to tell them you were gone. I had to tell them they were 
wrong. And now they're playing your song."
-Hole-