Cowboy Bebop Fan Fiction ❯ Finding Julia ❯ Midnight Aria ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

So maybe one of these days I'll come back.
I know how used to my disappearances you are.
So I'm sure this isn't going to come as much of a surprise.
I'll just be out there somewhere.
So I guess this is goodbye.
Take care of yourselves, without me.



I could tell it was that time of night without even having to wonder. The sky was more a velvet black than anything, the ominous orange dull from along the horizon had long passed beneath the circumference of the crater. There was nothing but the stars overheard against that color, whiter than ever. It made me wonder, anyway, what caused people to believe stars were yellow. Where did the points come from? All they are are little dots and bursts of light in the middle of the night.

That's all they are.

And I'm sure that's all he would've thought of them, too.

He was all that could cross my mind as I sat there. Both of my legs swung free over the edge of the quickly moving train, my safety uncompromised only by the fact that the train wasn't moving at top speed right then. I apparently didn't care anymore about that, either, having chosen such a perch. Just barely grasping either palm against the roof, I sat there and watched the city, almost through the perspective of the spectator of a snow globe. The suspended railway encompassed the entire circumference of the city, so the constant curve of its path was inevitable. I could see the city favorably this way, the train's route taking it in a perfect circle throughout the night around the outskirts, above the sea.

The wind was cold, and that's what made me think of the stars. If they're gas, why do they seem so cold? A sky like that can only accompany coldness, it's like a rule or something.

I drew my sweater up around my shoulders, the slouching of my body giving slight wariness to the danger of falling off. The depression threatened to consume me worse than the ultimate low I had felt thrust in when I first came to in this crazy place. And it was nauseating. I was a victim of that bastard's charm and for all I knew he probably knew it too.

That's only part of why I left, but whatever the reasons, nothing has helped.

I am no more at home anyplace in the universe than I was there, on that ship, with them.