A/N: Okay! I'm finally back with the new and old chapter (s).

Thank you Sadygirly for pointing out that I forgot to leave the first chapter up! I'm sooo stupid! o.o

I'm sorry I took it down, but it was really bugging me. So without further ado, here is the first chapter, or rather, a prologue. Again, it's to the song 'Fix You' by Coldplay. It's the same as before.

The first chapter is purely the lyrics to the song and a little something at the beginning.

Please give constructive criticism. And by constructive criticism, I mean 'constructive' not 'put downs' and 'flames' and 'hate mail.'

Thank you and please enjoy~

Summary: Ryoma wishes on a star for someone to love him.


Full Summary: When everything is going wrong with Ryoma and he doesn't know what to do, he wishes on a star for someone to come save him.

Chapter 1:The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow.

He was walking under the dark midnight blue sky, staring at the bright yellow and silver stars above; not caring if he bumped into someone or something.
His small hands were shoved deeply in the pockets of his light blue winter jacket, his black sorels making a faint clunk on the thinly coated icy ground. Breath puffing into white clouds in front of him. He suddenly stopped in the middle of the deserted road and simply stood there.
The first touches of a snow fall hit his upturned face, gracing his rosy colored cheeks. The snowflakes turned into water instantly upon hitting his skin, giving the impression that he was crying. But he didn't cry. No matter how much he wanted to sometimes, he never cried. Even when it became all too much for him to handle...
How many times had it been that he'd thought to end it all?
How many times had he wished to say goodbye to everyone he loved?
How many times had he wished for someone to notice his pain? How broken he was? How much he needed to be saved?
How long had it been since he heard those three simple words he longed to hear?
Everyone had abandoned him. Ignored him. He no longer existed in this world; not in the eyes of anyone that mattered.

There was no place for him anywhere. Not in Seigaku, not in America, not in Japan...not at 'home'...

Ryoma closed his golden cat-like eyes and he slowly turned around and around in the street, catching the snowflakes on his small pink tongue. Eventually, he stopped and headed back towards that place. He refused to call it a home. A 'home' was a place you felt welcome, relaxed, happy. A place you could call safe. So, no, he would not call that placea 'home.' Never again.

As Ryoma continued his journey back to that place, he listened to a certain song over and over again, wishing he could be the person the singer was talking about. He listened to it repeatedly until he had it memorized, until he could sing it word for word, recite it like a poem, as if he were the one who wrote it. And, just before he fell into a restless sleep, his drunken father downstairs, he saw a shooting star and made a wish. A wish that someday, just once... he could find someone to fix him.

"Fix You"

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down on your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down on your face
And I...

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you