My Hands

A romantic songfic, symbolizing how the heart can bond with another. Inspiration by Leona Lewis.

“I'm going to sing the song that brought me and Yoh together again. Because of this song, I had realized that I care for him so much more than I had originally thought. So... I am dedicating this song to three people. To Yoh, the love of my life; Lyn, the greatest friend in the world, who taught me that it's okay to listen to your heart once in a while; and finally, to Leona Lewis, the original singer of this song. Without further ado, I will now sing 'My Hands.'

I wake in the morning.

Tired of sleeping.

Get in the shower.

And make my bed alone.

I put on my makeup.

Talking to the mirror.

Ready for a new day...without you,

And I walk, steady on my feet,

And I talk, my voice obeys me.

I go out at night.

Sleep without the lights,

And I do all of the things I have to.

Keeping you off my mind.

When I think I'll be alright...

I am always wrong, 'cause...

(My Hands) Don't wanna start again.

(My Hands) No, they don't wanna understand.

(My Hands) They just shake and try to break whatever peace I may find.

(Your Hands) They only agree to hold.

(Your Hands) No, they don't wanna be without.

(Your Hands) And they will not let me go.

No, they will not let me go.

I talk about you now.

And go a day without crying.

I go out with my friends now.

I stay home all alone.

And I don't see you everywhere.

And I can say your name easily.

I laugh a little louder... without you,

And I see different shades now.

I'm almost never afraid now.

But when I think I'll be okay...

I am always wrong, 'cause...

(My Hands) Don't wanna start again.

(My Hands) No, they don't wanna understand.

(My Hands) They just shake and try to break whatever peace I may find.

(Your Hands) They only agree to hold.

(Your Hands) No, they don't wanna be without.

(Your Hands) And they will not let me go.

No, they will not let me go.

Sometimes I wake, I see them reaching out for you.

Quietly breaking whatever shield I spent so long building up.

I cannot fake, 'cause when they cry, I'm unspoken.

They miss...

Holding my baby.

My hands...My hands...

No, they don't wanna understand.

They just shake and try to break whatever peace I may find!

(My Hands)

(Your Hands)

(Your Hands) They don't wanna be without!

And they will not let me go.

No, they will not let me go!

(My Hands) Don't wanna start again.

(My Hands) No, they don't wanna understand.

(My Hands) They just shake and break whatever peace I may find.

(Your Hands) They only agree to hold.

(Your Hands) No, they don't wanna be without. (They don't wanna be without!)

(Your Hands) And they will not let me go!

No, they will not let me go.

No no...

No, they will not let me go.

Mmm...~

...Honestly, I was NOT expecting standing ovation. I mean, that was my first time singing in front of a big audience. The most amount of people I ever sang in front of was 5, and we were at a private karaoke bar. I looked around the crowd. I saw Lyn first, jumping up and down, screaming “Good job, Myst!!!” I then saw my parents, tears running down my mother's face. She did always want me to show the world what I could do, and I just did one part of it. You could definitely see the happiness in my father's eyes. As for my brother, well, he just gave me a thumbs up. That's what he WOULD do. I looked for Yoh, but couldn't find him. Then, I heard my name being called, but not from the audience, but from the corner. I turned and saw him waving at me with a gentle smile on his face. What got me the most, however, was the tear running down his face. Yoh NEVER cries, so when I saw that, I'll admit, I felt a little proud of myself. Not being able to contain my happiness any longer, I ran towards him, and pulled his arm, making him come to the center of the stage with me. I then put the microphone to my mouth.

“This is Yoh, the love of my life. Without him, I wouldn't be as happy as I am now. He gave me the confidence that everyone knows that I have now. He's everything to me and more. I don't know where I would be without him.”

I then turned towards him.

“Yoh, I love you. With all my heart. You promised that we'll be together forever, so I expect you to uphold that!”

Yoh couldn't help but laugh. He then leaned in and talked into the microphone.

“Of course, and... There's something I want to give you, in front of everyone here, to prove it.”

He got down on one knee.

All the girls in the audience gasped. I was shocked myself. I kept thinking of the obvious reason as to why he got on his knee, but I didn't want to get my hopes up, and just watched him in anticipation. He reached out for the microphone and I gave it to him.

“Myst,” he started. “You are what every guy would be lucky enough to have. Beautiful, intelligent, graceful and have an amazing personality. Whenever I'm having a bad day, just seeing your face already puts me in a better mood; when you talk to me, I feel everything is right with the world. I lost you once to something incredibly stupid, and now I have you again. Believe me, I refused to lose you again. I am yours and you are mine. We're like... two connecting pieces of a puzzle. I can't be without you, Myst. Not again. I don't care that you're African or that I'm Japanese. You are who you are, and so am I. You've shown that to me countless times in the years we've known each other. To think, you were my very first friend in high school. You were so nice to me, walking me around the school, even though you didn't know that much about where to go, either. We started hanging out outside of school after the second week of Freshman year. We had just connected. I asked you out after a month of knowing you. We were together all through Freshman year and Sophomore year. During that summer, well... You know. We broke up because of that. We stopped hanging out. We stopped calling and texting each other. I would have to say that it was even worse during the start of Junior year, when you really showed how hurt you were. Every time I would say hi to you in the hallway, you would either pretend you didn't hear me, or ask someone else if THEY had called you, when you knew it was me. Heh, remember the day when I confronted you about us? In front of everyone at that. To be perfectly honest, I wanted to do it in private, but we ended up having another huge fight in front of the entire school. You even slapped me. I probably would've started to give up if I hadn't seen you crying when you were about to run off. Of course, I grabbed you and made you listen to me. You kept crying and crying. Your face even got pink from all the crying you did, and your nose wouldn't stop running. I held you in my arms and you didn't force me off. You only cried more, and apologized. I wanted to know why you did, and you said it was because you were losing the most important person in the world to you. My heart did a back flip when I heard that. I told you that you were never going to lose me. ...You finally smiled at me. So when we walked to get some Starbucks to celebrate our reconnected friendship, I dropped the bomb on you. That's when I told you that I knew I was in love with you. After everything that had happened between us, our bond would only grow stronger. I know, I said it at complete random. I mean, you were talking about a song, and I casually said, “I love you, Myst.” You looked at me, your face so red. I told you that you didn't have to tell me anything, just to let me love you. You agreed, and we got our Starbucks. Everything was fine with our relationship. True, I started to grow impatient, but I kept my ground. About two weeks after I confessed, you did too. We were walking on the beach, just enjoying each others' company. You said it at complete random, like I had done two weeks before. Heh, I picked you up and spun you around nonstop for five minutes. We've been together since. Now here we are, graduating high school and moving on to college. All the joy, pain and sorrow, and the challenges we've had to face to make it this far... Ah, I'm starting to cry again.”

He paused to wipe a quick tear. He then continued.

“I love you...no. I'm IN love with you. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. We're already going to college together. What's next...? There's, uh... moving in together, marriage, kids, becoming grandparents, growing old together... Well, we have all the time in the world for kids. However... I did mention something in that list that I know I'm ready for.”

Yoh began to search in his jacket's pocket and pulled out a small gray box with two small red strings tied around it. He pulled off the strings first, and tied it around his wrist, then mine. He winked at me, for I knew what doing that simple gesture symbolized. He then pulled the top off the box and revealed...

“A... an engagement ring?!” I shouted.

Everyone in the audience gasped. I know my parents have a lot to say about this, but they'll have to wait. This is MY moment. Yoh grinned and nodded.

“Yes, an engagement ring. Myst, I already said what I needed in that... very long speech of mine. So I'll simply ask: Myst.”

“Y-yes?”

“Will you do me the honor of becoming my bride?”

Tears. A bunch of them.

“You call that simple...?” I joked.

He grinned. “Yeah, well... I'm sorry. It would be an honor after all. Being able to call you my wife... it just feels so right. So natural.”

I smiled. “And calling you my husband would definitely warm me up inside. But I suppose just calling you my fiance is just as good for now.”

Yoh stared at me. “W-wait, wait. So... You're saying-”

“I'm saying... Yes. Yes, you dingdong! Of course I'll marry you!!”

Yoh couldn't stop HIS tears from falling now. He had to contain himself from just grabbing me and spinning me around. Instead, he gently slid the ring around my finger. After seeing me smiling at him with a tear-stained face, he just couldn't contain himself any longer. He reached out for me and spun me around. Then, he yelled in the microphone,

“WE'RE GETTING MARRIED!!!”

The audience was even louder than when I had sung 'My Hands.' I looked over to Lyn, who was crying like crazy and mouthing, “Congratulations!!” over and over. I then looked in my parents' direction. I was shocked to see no foaming at the mouth from my dad or a disapproving look from my mother. Instead, I saw tears of joy from the both of them. I tapped Yoh on the shoulder and pointed towards them. He looked straight at my dad. My dad gave him a thumbs up. My mother blew him a kiss. My brother, well... two thumbs up this time. We laughed and looked into each others' eyes.

“We're together,” Yoh said.

“Silly,” I countered. “We were always together. It just took us so long to figure that out. Plus, like I had said, 'your hands will not let me go.'”

Yoh grinned and pulled me closer than logically possible. He held my chin and raised my head a little higher. He then leaned in...

And we shared a kiss that would be remembered through our wedding day, our honeymoon, the day we found out I was pregnant with twins, the day I gave birth to them, the day we became grandparents... even when we started showing how old we were... to the day we died together. We were always connected... right from the first day we met... When I told you...

“Hi! You must be new here... My name is Myst! I'm a Freshman. I don't know my way around, so want to walk together...? Oh! What's your name...?”

You answered...

“Yeah, I'm new. I'm a Freshman too, so it would be nice walking around with someone. Glad you found me, Myst. And my name is Yoh Ichikawa.”

Ever since that day, I grew to realize how special you were...

And I swore that I would never lose you, no matter how bad things may get.

Like I had sung that day you proposed to me...

My Hands would just shake and try to break whatever peace I may find...

But Your Hands will not let me go...

And they never did.