2D watched the rain fall through the massive hole in the wall. It was coming down in sheets, soaking the carpet and plaster, but the singer didn't notice. He twirled the bat in his hands, just in case another zombie crawls up the hill again. It was quiet since Noodle disappeared, and 2D was lonely. He glanced at the clock. ''Christ, 2:30 am.'' he muttered.
The singer was just nodding off when he heard a familair giggle. 2D looked up, fully awake. ''2D-sama!'' The singer's head whipped around, a huge smile on his face. It faded; nothing was there. ''Maybe I took one too many pills...'' he muttered, shaking his head. 2D stood up, shuffling out of the living room, tripping on a teeny demon. It squeeked, running away from his bare feet. He kicked at it, missing.
''Damn it.'' he growled, stubbing hsi toe. Plaster and destruction was laying all over Kong; it seemed Noodle was the only thing keeping Kong from destroying itself. 2D sighed, returning to his stroll. Befor ehe realized it, the singer found himself at Noodle's door. He inhaled sharply, wiping away tears. He entered, looking at the guitarist's empty room. Her clock lay broken on the floor, her slippers lay in the middle of the floor, and--
''Oh!'' 2D saw something that broke his heart: Noodle's old radio helmet. ''Don't worry 2D-sama, I'm here.'' The singer whipped around, once again seeing nothing. A choke sob escaped his lips, and he picked up her helmet. ''Don't cry, I'm here.'' Noodle's voice was right in front of him.
Another sob escaped. ''No, you're not! I'm crazy, and your gone!'' he cried, hiding his vacant eyes. ''It's ok, I'm here.'' 2D punched the floor, sobbing hysterically. His best friend was gone! Gone! ''You're not here!'' he moaned. 2D opened his eyes, staring at the hole in her wall. Rain splattered her floor, soaking his hair. The singer slipped on her helmet, a sad smile on his face. ''It fits.''
''Don't be sad.'' Her voice penetrated his thoughts. 2D grabbed her ipod, laying on the floor. He listened to her music, staring at the hoel, thinking of her face, her voice. Everything he could about the tiny guiatrist, one that he always thought of as the little sister he never had.
''I'm here, 2D-sama; don't be sad.'' 2D smiled a watery smile, wiping water from his face. The cold was finally getting to him, and he shivered. ''I know, love. I'm here, too.''
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Sakura Drops
Utada Hikaru
Falling in love, saying goodbye
With a vow that this is the last heartbreak
Even the cherry tree, swaying in the wind
Will eventually blossom