Post by Ravendust on Feb 22, 2007 16:30:39 GMT -5
Well, here's my songfic... It's based on "Balloons" by DBSK
I chased her through the crowds, my heart breaking at the sight of her tear-filled eyes. How could she have seen, she’d been early to our meeting place… How could I have known that she’d be at the fair that day? “Sakura!” I called.
“Just go away!” She said in a broken voice, “Go…”
“Sakura, I didn’t know!” I felt heavy, upset with myself, how could I not have known?
A child started sobbing, and my gaze drifted from his pudgy little fingers to the sky, where I caught sight of a single yellow balloon. It was just drifting, so freely, and it brought me back to my own childhood for the first time in years. Without realizing it I began to cry.
“Sometimes I just want to float away.” I sighed one morning while playing in the backyard with my older brother.
He laughed softly, “And just how would you plan to float away? The gravity’ll pull you down you know.”
I shook my head and held out my clenched fist, jerking the yellow balloon that my mom had gotten me when we went to the store, “Balloons can float away, someday I will too… I’ll float away on this yellow balloon!”
He chuckled again, “I wish that I could be your age again, Soel.” He said simply.
I stuck out my lip, “Well that’s too bad; you’ve gotten old, brother!”
“Hey you!” He growled, jumping at me.
He chased me through the yard until I’d managed to scramble up into a tree, where he couldn’t reach me. I giggle from my place, and his gaze became worried, “Soel, get down from there.” He said.
“No, you’re only going to keep chasing me!” I called, throwing a piece of tree bark at him.
“Soel, it’s not safe up there now-” His face contorted with horror as there was a loud snap. My eyes widened with shock as the branch beneath me slid out of existence and I tumbled towards the ground.
My balloon struggled against my weight in the wind and snagged on a tree branch, forcing my fall to a grateful stop. But I could hear it straining as I felt warm arms wrap around me. My fingers loosed their hold on the balloon and it slipped into the sky soundlessly. I watched it as it flew higher and higher, vanishing into the vast skies.
“Do you still want to fly?” My brother asked me shakily.
“Of course!” I exclaimed indignantly, “I’ll always want to fly, my balloon went ahead of me, but I’ll catch up!”[/i]
I sighed, managing to wipe the tears from my face. I’d stopped moving and now had a crowd looking at me strangely, ah, to be a child again. I wished so desperately that I could do what I’d always dreamt- just float away and leave all my worries behind.
“Sakura…” I murmured, starting to move again, I had to find her, had to apologize for what had happened.
All I wanted to do was run away and play, but I knew that I couldn’t. I’d hurt Sakura more than any childhood taunt could ever do. “Sakura!” I began to search for her, and eventually I came across her still form, huddled against one of the distant buildings, her head buried in her hands. “Sakura…”
“Go away, Soel.” She burst out, lifting her head to glare at me.
“Listen, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for you to see that-” I started, trying to explain.
“To see what? The fact that we’ve been dating for two years and suddenly I see you proposing to another woman?” She demanded.
“No, that’s not-”
“I never want to see you again!” She picked up the nearest thing- a shard of glass- and threw it at me.
I didn’t move, it struck my hand, scratching it, but I didn’t move. “I wasn’t asking that woman to marry me, Sakura.”
“Why should I believe you, Soel?” Her eyes were red from crying, “Why should I believe anything you say?”
“She is my mother! She was helping me.” I murmured, rummaging in my pocket silently.
“Your… mother?” She asked, her tone still disbelieving, though wavering slightly, “What was she helping you with?”
“I was really nervous about something, and I needed her to be there with me.” I said softly, my fingers closing around what I had been looking for.
“What could you possibly be nervous about?” Sakura managed.
“Yamazaki Sakura…” I said softly, kneeling beside her and holding out my precious gift, “Will you marry me?” My heart thudded painfully in my chest, I could see her gaze contemplating my question, and at that moment I desired most to be up in the sky with my yellow balloon.
Balloons
translation by: o2_intake (also credit: aheeyah.com)
During my past childhood, I dreamt a beautiful dream about riding a balloon and flying
If a yellow balloon flies in the sky, my heart remembers beautiful memories
My dream as a child was to ride a yellow balloon and fly high into the sky
I forgot about that small dream and lived till now because I grew up too much
But when I’m miserable I want to run around and play like a child
Filling a balloon full of my small dreams
During my past childhood, I dreamt a beautiful dream about riding a balloon and flying
If a yellow balloon flies in the sky, my heart remembers beautiful memories
I can’t understand why tears come out when I look at the sky
I wonder why you forgot the tiny childhood when you become an adult
At times I too want to just fly high into the sky
With my forgotten dreams and memories
During my past childhood, I dreamt a beautiful dream about riding a balloon and flying
If a yellow balloon flies in the sky, my heart remembers beautiful memories
Lal-la-la-la-la lal-la-la-la-la lal-la-la-la-la lal-la-la-la-la lal-lal-lal-la la-la-la
Though time passes [U-KNOW, MICKY] Though I forgot
Will it be possible to contain it in the yellow balloon
During my past childhood, I dreamt a beautiful dream about riding a balloon and flying
If a yellow balloon flies in the sky, my heart remembers beautiful memories
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I chased her through the crowds, my heart breaking at the sight of her tear-filled eyes. How could she have seen, she’d been early to our meeting place… How could I have known that she’d be at the fair that day? “Sakura!” I called.
“Just go away!” She said in a broken voice, “Go…”
“Sakura, I didn’t know!” I felt heavy, upset with myself, how could I not have known?
A child started sobbing, and my gaze drifted from his pudgy little fingers to the sky, where I caught sight of a single yellow balloon. It was just drifting, so freely, and it brought me back to my own childhood for the first time in years. Without realizing it I began to cry.
“Sometimes I just want to float away.” I sighed one morning while playing in the backyard with my older brother.
He laughed softly, “And just how would you plan to float away? The gravity’ll pull you down you know.”
I shook my head and held out my clenched fist, jerking the yellow balloon that my mom had gotten me when we went to the store, “Balloons can float away, someday I will too… I’ll float away on this yellow balloon!”
He chuckled again, “I wish that I could be your age again, Soel.” He said simply.
I stuck out my lip, “Well that’s too bad; you’ve gotten old, brother!”
“Hey you!” He growled, jumping at me.
He chased me through the yard until I’d managed to scramble up into a tree, where he couldn’t reach me. I giggle from my place, and his gaze became worried, “Soel, get down from there.” He said.
“No, you’re only going to keep chasing me!” I called, throwing a piece of tree bark at him.
“Soel, it’s not safe up there now-” His face contorted with horror as there was a loud snap. My eyes widened with shock as the branch beneath me slid out of existence and I tumbled towards the ground.
My balloon struggled against my weight in the wind and snagged on a tree branch, forcing my fall to a grateful stop. But I could hear it straining as I felt warm arms wrap around me. My fingers loosed their hold on the balloon and it slipped into the sky soundlessly. I watched it as it flew higher and higher, vanishing into the vast skies.
“Do you still want to fly?” My brother asked me shakily.
“Of course!” I exclaimed indignantly, “I’ll always want to fly, my balloon went ahead of me, but I’ll catch up!”[/i]
I sighed, managing to wipe the tears from my face. I’d stopped moving and now had a crowd looking at me strangely, ah, to be a child again. I wished so desperately that I could do what I’d always dreamt- just float away and leave all my worries behind.
“Sakura…” I murmured, starting to move again, I had to find her, had to apologize for what had happened.
All I wanted to do was run away and play, but I knew that I couldn’t. I’d hurt Sakura more than any childhood taunt could ever do. “Sakura!” I began to search for her, and eventually I came across her still form, huddled against one of the distant buildings, her head buried in her hands. “Sakura…”
“Go away, Soel.” She burst out, lifting her head to glare at me.
“Listen, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for you to see that-” I started, trying to explain.
“To see what? The fact that we’ve been dating for two years and suddenly I see you proposing to another woman?” She demanded.
“No, that’s not-”
“I never want to see you again!” She picked up the nearest thing- a shard of glass- and threw it at me.
I didn’t move, it struck my hand, scratching it, but I didn’t move. “I wasn’t asking that woman to marry me, Sakura.”
“Why should I believe you, Soel?” Her eyes were red from crying, “Why should I believe anything you say?”
“She is my mother! She was helping me.” I murmured, rummaging in my pocket silently.
“Your… mother?” She asked, her tone still disbelieving, though wavering slightly, “What was she helping you with?”
“I was really nervous about something, and I needed her to be there with me.” I said softly, my fingers closing around what I had been looking for.
“What could you possibly be nervous about?” Sakura managed.
“Yamazaki Sakura…” I said softly, kneeling beside her and holding out my precious gift, “Will you marry me?” My heart thudded painfully in my chest, I could see her gaze contemplating my question, and at that moment I desired most to be up in the sky with my yellow balloon.
Balloons
translation by: o2_intake (also credit: aheeyah.com)
During my past childhood, I dreamt a beautiful dream about riding a balloon and flying
If a yellow balloon flies in the sky, my heart remembers beautiful memories
My dream as a child was to ride a yellow balloon and fly high into the sky
I forgot about that small dream and lived till now because I grew up too much
But when I’m miserable I want to run around and play like a child
Filling a balloon full of my small dreams
During my past childhood, I dreamt a beautiful dream about riding a balloon and flying
If a yellow balloon flies in the sky, my heart remembers beautiful memories
I can’t understand why tears come out when I look at the sky
I wonder why you forgot the tiny childhood when you become an adult
At times I too want to just fly high into the sky
With my forgotten dreams and memories
During my past childhood, I dreamt a beautiful dream about riding a balloon and flying
If a yellow balloon flies in the sky, my heart remembers beautiful memories
Lal-la-la-la-la lal-la-la-la-la lal-la-la-la-la lal-la-la-la-la lal-lal-lal-la la-la-la
Though time passes [U-KNOW, MICKY] Though I forgot
Will it be possible to contain it in the yellow balloon
During my past childhood, I dreamt a beautiful dream about riding a balloon and flying
If a yellow balloon flies in the sky, my heart remembers beautiful memories
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