Hiya folks! I know i normaly wait with the oneshots, until i'm done with my current story, but i was đọc a story on fanfiction.net and it was great! So i decided to re- write it in DxC mode. I relly hope bạn like it! The realstory was wrote bởi RadiantBeam, so all the credit to her!
Okay, well, let's start! Oh, just a sec! Make sure to have some handerchiefs, in first place it made me cry! Songfic about DxC, song used: Allysa Lies, bởi Jason Michael Caroll.
Okay, again, start.
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Courtney frowned as she carefully pressed a Band-Aid to a fading bruise along Duncan's arm. "Duncan, are bạn sure bạn got these from falling down the stairs at your house? I mean, I know bạn can be pretty clumsy, but this is ridiculous." She paused to look at her old friend as he winced. "Sorry."
"It's all right. Not your fault."
She noticed that he didn't answer her question.
My little girl met a new friend just the other day
On the playground at school, between the tires and the swings
But she came trang chủ with tear filled eyes
And she đã đưa ý kiến to me Daddy, Alyssa lies
Duncan was the new kid at school; he'd only transferred recently in the middle of the year, and the teacher of their class had put coutney in charge of watching over the boy. Despite herself, though, she couldn't resist befriending him. He was tough, but inside he was kind and gentle, if not a little shy, which surprised her. They'd become close Những người bạn over the course of the year.
The fact that he was always covered in bruises worried Courtney.
"I'm serious, Duncan," Courtney murmured. "You're not this clumsy."
"I told you, Princess, I slipped. It happens a lot. And last time, I tripped over Keega. She's a small cat."
The brown-eyed girl slanted a suspicious look at Duncan, but he was staying true to his story even if it didn't sound like it made much sense. Courtney knew she couldn't push it, anyway—she didn't know enough about Aang's trang chủ life to start making a fuss about it.
All she really knew was that earlier that năm Duncan's grandfather, a man named Edgar, had died of illness. He'd been taken in bởi a foster family in the area, and as of yet Courtney had never even been over to the boy's house.
Well, I just brushed it off at first
'Cause I didn't know how much my little girl had been hurt
hoặc the things she had seen
I wasn't ready when I đã đưa ý kiến bạn can tell me
And she said
Courtney sighed and pressed down on the Band-Aid with her thumb to make sure it stuck. "Fine, fine. If bạn don't want to tell me anything, be my guest."
"It's not like that! Really! There's nothing to tell!"
Duncan's voice was perhaps an octave higher than it should have been, and loving him Coutrney gave in to the urge and kissed him lightly on the cheek, laughing when he turned a deep shade of scarlet. "Relax, Duncan. If bạn don't want to tell me I won't push. I'll just wait until you're ready, okay?"
Duncan blinked a couple times and looked away, fidgeting as Courtney focused on another bruise darkening his shoulder, quietly thanking whatever god that existed that the boy had decided to wear short sleeves today. It made it easier for her to bandage him up.
Alyssa lies to the classroom
Alyssa lies every ngày at school
Alyssa lies to the teachers
As she tries to cover every bruise
The heat of the ngày indicated the coming of summer, and with the coming of summer students grew thêm restless. It was possible, Courtney mused, that Duncan had gotten some of his bruises from being clumsy; the boy seemed to trip over his own feet sometimes. But still, he had too many…
"There, all done," she đã đưa ý kiến as she pressed down a Band-Aid on the last bruise she saw. She grinned and rested her hands back behind her body, bracing herself. "Honestly, Duncan, what will bạn do when I go away for vacation with Dad and James?"
"Erm… I haven't figured it out yet?"
Despite it, though, Duncan was smiling at her, and Courtney relaxed inwardly. Whatever problems the boy was having at home, she had no doubt he'd tell her eventually. She wouldn't push him for now. She trusted him enough to believe he'd come to her when he was ready.
"I've got to get home." Duncan stood, dusting his pants, and offered a hand to me. "My folks get cranky when I'm out too long."
My little girl laid her head down that night to go to sleep
As I stepped out the room I heard her say a prayer so soft and sweet
God bless my Mom and my Dad
And my new friend Alyssa, I know she needs bạn bad
Nodding, Katara took the hand he offered and let him pull her up. Using the momentum she crashed gently into Duncan and lightly wrapped her arms around his neck, smirking as their noses touched and his face turned bright red. "You know, I've done this to bạn so many times bạn should expect it," she teased.
Duncan laughed, albeit a bit breathlessly, and rested his hands at her hips. "I'm getting used to it, I think."
Courtney grinned and, on a whim, kissed his cheek again before stepping back. "Take care of yourself while I'm away, okay? I mean it. If bạn ever need me, bạn know my number."
"Yeah, I know."
Because Alyssa lies to the classroom
Alyssa lies every ngày at school
Alyssa lies to the teachers
As she tries to cover every bruise
As she walked home, hands in her pockets and humming along to the tune of her iPod as it played in her ears, she mulled over Duncan.
Not for the first time, either.
Sometimes she wondered if she wasn't being pushy enough. Her older brother James often complained—loudly—that she could be bossy and pushy and persistent, especially when she believed that something bad was going on with one of her friends.
But how far could she push with Duncan, anyway? She hadn't even known him for a full năm yet, even if her feelings for him were starting to pass the friendship mark. And the boy was a master at pulling away if she pushed too much, and he could make up a thousand excuses at the drop of a hat. "I fell down the stairs," "I tripped over Keega," "My dog Eddie accidentally pushed me," the danh sách went on and on.
But really… how far was too far?
Courtney sighed irritably, turning up the volume a bit in the hopes that âm nhạc would drown out her worries.
Maybe she'd talk to Anthony about it when she got home. Her father was good at stuff like that; to Courtney, it seemed like he had the các câu trả lời for everything.
I had the worst night of sleep in years
As I tried to think of ways to calm her fears
I knew exactly what I had to do
But when we got to school on Monday I heard the news
For a moment, Courtney paused, frowning. "What the…?" Slowly she pulled her earphones out, glancing over her shoulder. She almost expected some creep to be sneaking up behind her, but the đường phố, street was empty. Besides, it was the middle of the day—not a good time to stalk someone.
"What a weird feeling," Courtney murmured, turning away and slipping her earphones back into place. "Like someone ran a finger down my spine…" She shuddered as she remembered the chill that had swept over her and decided to get out of the area. It was the neighborhood Duncan lived in, so his house was closer when he left their nursing expeditions than hers, but the place had always unnerved her for some reason.
If it weren't for Duncan, Courtney knew for a fact that she would never even consider coming near this place.
Shrugging it off Courtney continued to walk, humming again as she tried to push away the memory of the chill—and the sudden sinking feeling in her stomach, the ache in her chest.
It didn't mean anything, after all. It was just a feeling, nothing more.
My little girl asked me why everybody looked so sad
The lump in my throat grew bigger with every câu hỏi that she asked
Until I felt the tears run down my face
And I told her that Alyssa wouldn't be at school today
Reaching trang chủ (and breathing a quiet sigh of relief as the weird feeling passed), Courtney took a moment to cá out her key before sticking it in the door and unlocking it, pushing it open and tugging her earphones out. "I'm home."
"Where the hell have bạn been?" James scowled at her as he looked up from the table. "You promised to help me with this damn project!"
"Sorry. Duncan needed me. Where's Dad?"
"He just got on the phone a few phút ago. Some important phone call hoặc something."
Courtney frowned. A phone call? That was odd…
"Oh… you're home."
She turned, smiling at her father. Anthony didn't try to smile back; he still held the cordless in his hand. Slowly, her smile faded, and a feeling of apprehension reared its head. "Dad? What is it? Is something wrong?" Understanding hit her. "Was it the phone call?"
'Cause she doesn't lie in the classroom
She doesn't lie anymore at school
Alyssa lies with Jesus
Because there's nothing anyone would do
Anthony swallowed and slowly set the phone down on the table; James watched the whole thing out of the corner of his eye as their father walked across the room and stood in front of Courtney. He hesitated a moment, seeming to wrestle inwardly with himself, before resting his hands on Courtney's shoulders. "D-Dad?" Courtney whispered. "What is it? What happened?"
"It's… it's about Duncan…"
"Duncan?" Fear pierced her belly like a claw, sharp and fierce. "What about Duncan?"
Anthony đã đưa ý kiến nothing for a moment, but his hands tightened on Courtney's shoulders.
"Dad?" She put a hand on his chest, fear and panic running strong. "What is it? What happened to Duncan?"
And then her father looked at her, sorrow darkening his normally hazzel brown eyes. She knew what he was going to say even as he spoke.
"I'm… I'm so sorry, Courtney."
Tears filled my eyes
When my little girl asked me why
Alyssa lies
Daddy, tell me why
Alyssa lies
Okay, well, let's start! Oh, just a sec! Make sure to have some handerchiefs, in first place it made me cry! Songfic about DxC, song used: Allysa Lies, bởi Jason Michael Caroll.
Okay, again, start.
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Courtney frowned as she carefully pressed a Band-Aid to a fading bruise along Duncan's arm. "Duncan, are bạn sure bạn got these from falling down the stairs at your house? I mean, I know bạn can be pretty clumsy, but this is ridiculous." She paused to look at her old friend as he winced. "Sorry."
"It's all right. Not your fault."
She noticed that he didn't answer her question.
My little girl met a new friend just the other day
On the playground at school, between the tires and the swings
But she came trang chủ with tear filled eyes
And she đã đưa ý kiến to me Daddy, Alyssa lies
Duncan was the new kid at school; he'd only transferred recently in the middle of the year, and the teacher of their class had put coutney in charge of watching over the boy. Despite herself, though, she couldn't resist befriending him. He was tough, but inside he was kind and gentle, if not a little shy, which surprised her. They'd become close Những người bạn over the course of the year.
The fact that he was always covered in bruises worried Courtney.
"I'm serious, Duncan," Courtney murmured. "You're not this clumsy."
"I told you, Princess, I slipped. It happens a lot. And last time, I tripped over Keega. She's a small cat."
The brown-eyed girl slanted a suspicious look at Duncan, but he was staying true to his story even if it didn't sound like it made much sense. Courtney knew she couldn't push it, anyway—she didn't know enough about Aang's trang chủ life to start making a fuss about it.
All she really knew was that earlier that năm Duncan's grandfather, a man named Edgar, had died of illness. He'd been taken in bởi a foster family in the area, and as of yet Courtney had never even been over to the boy's house.
Well, I just brushed it off at first
'Cause I didn't know how much my little girl had been hurt
hoặc the things she had seen
I wasn't ready when I đã đưa ý kiến bạn can tell me
And she said
Courtney sighed and pressed down on the Band-Aid with her thumb to make sure it stuck. "Fine, fine. If bạn don't want to tell me anything, be my guest."
"It's not like that! Really! There's nothing to tell!"
Duncan's voice was perhaps an octave higher than it should have been, and loving him Coutrney gave in to the urge and kissed him lightly on the cheek, laughing when he turned a deep shade of scarlet. "Relax, Duncan. If bạn don't want to tell me I won't push. I'll just wait until you're ready, okay?"
Duncan blinked a couple times and looked away, fidgeting as Courtney focused on another bruise darkening his shoulder, quietly thanking whatever god that existed that the boy had decided to wear short sleeves today. It made it easier for her to bandage him up.
Alyssa lies to the classroom
Alyssa lies every ngày at school
Alyssa lies to the teachers
As she tries to cover every bruise
The heat of the ngày indicated the coming of summer, and with the coming of summer students grew thêm restless. It was possible, Courtney mused, that Duncan had gotten some of his bruises from being clumsy; the boy seemed to trip over his own feet sometimes. But still, he had too many…
"There, all done," she đã đưa ý kiến as she pressed down a Band-Aid on the last bruise she saw. She grinned and rested her hands back behind her body, bracing herself. "Honestly, Duncan, what will bạn do when I go away for vacation with Dad and James?"
"Erm… I haven't figured it out yet?"
Despite it, though, Duncan was smiling at her, and Courtney relaxed inwardly. Whatever problems the boy was having at home, she had no doubt he'd tell her eventually. She wouldn't push him for now. She trusted him enough to believe he'd come to her when he was ready.
"I've got to get home." Duncan stood, dusting his pants, and offered a hand to me. "My folks get cranky when I'm out too long."
My little girl laid her head down that night to go to sleep
As I stepped out the room I heard her say a prayer so soft and sweet
God bless my Mom and my Dad
And my new friend Alyssa, I know she needs bạn bad
Nodding, Katara took the hand he offered and let him pull her up. Using the momentum she crashed gently into Duncan and lightly wrapped her arms around his neck, smirking as their noses touched and his face turned bright red. "You know, I've done this to bạn so many times bạn should expect it," she teased.
Duncan laughed, albeit a bit breathlessly, and rested his hands at her hips. "I'm getting used to it, I think."
Courtney grinned and, on a whim, kissed his cheek again before stepping back. "Take care of yourself while I'm away, okay? I mean it. If bạn ever need me, bạn know my number."
"Yeah, I know."
Because Alyssa lies to the classroom
Alyssa lies every ngày at school
Alyssa lies to the teachers
As she tries to cover every bruise
As she walked home, hands in her pockets and humming along to the tune of her iPod as it played in her ears, she mulled over Duncan.
Not for the first time, either.
Sometimes she wondered if she wasn't being pushy enough. Her older brother James often complained—loudly—that she could be bossy and pushy and persistent, especially when she believed that something bad was going on with one of her friends.
But how far could she push with Duncan, anyway? She hadn't even known him for a full năm yet, even if her feelings for him were starting to pass the friendship mark. And the boy was a master at pulling away if she pushed too much, and he could make up a thousand excuses at the drop of a hat. "I fell down the stairs," "I tripped over Keega," "My dog Eddie accidentally pushed me," the danh sách went on and on.
But really… how far was too far?
Courtney sighed irritably, turning up the volume a bit in the hopes that âm nhạc would drown out her worries.
Maybe she'd talk to Anthony about it when she got home. Her father was good at stuff like that; to Courtney, it seemed like he had the các câu trả lời for everything.
I had the worst night of sleep in years
As I tried to think of ways to calm her fears
I knew exactly what I had to do
But when we got to school on Monday I heard the news
For a moment, Courtney paused, frowning. "What the…?" Slowly she pulled her earphones out, glancing over her shoulder. She almost expected some creep to be sneaking up behind her, but the đường phố, street was empty. Besides, it was the middle of the day—not a good time to stalk someone.
"What a weird feeling," Courtney murmured, turning away and slipping her earphones back into place. "Like someone ran a finger down my spine…" She shuddered as she remembered the chill that had swept over her and decided to get out of the area. It was the neighborhood Duncan lived in, so his house was closer when he left their nursing expeditions than hers, but the place had always unnerved her for some reason.
If it weren't for Duncan, Courtney knew for a fact that she would never even consider coming near this place.
Shrugging it off Courtney continued to walk, humming again as she tried to push away the memory of the chill—and the sudden sinking feeling in her stomach, the ache in her chest.
It didn't mean anything, after all. It was just a feeling, nothing more.
My little girl asked me why everybody looked so sad
The lump in my throat grew bigger with every câu hỏi that she asked
Until I felt the tears run down my face
And I told her that Alyssa wouldn't be at school today
Reaching trang chủ (and breathing a quiet sigh of relief as the weird feeling passed), Courtney took a moment to cá out her key before sticking it in the door and unlocking it, pushing it open and tugging her earphones out. "I'm home."
"Where the hell have bạn been?" James scowled at her as he looked up from the table. "You promised to help me with this damn project!"
"Sorry. Duncan needed me. Where's Dad?"
"He just got on the phone a few phút ago. Some important phone call hoặc something."
Courtney frowned. A phone call? That was odd…
"Oh… you're home."
She turned, smiling at her father. Anthony didn't try to smile back; he still held the cordless in his hand. Slowly, her smile faded, and a feeling of apprehension reared its head. "Dad? What is it? Is something wrong?" Understanding hit her. "Was it the phone call?"
'Cause she doesn't lie in the classroom
She doesn't lie anymore at school
Alyssa lies with Jesus
Because there's nothing anyone would do
Anthony swallowed and slowly set the phone down on the table; James watched the whole thing out of the corner of his eye as their father walked across the room and stood in front of Courtney. He hesitated a moment, seeming to wrestle inwardly with himself, before resting his hands on Courtney's shoulders. "D-Dad?" Courtney whispered. "What is it? What happened?"
"It's… it's about Duncan…"
"Duncan?" Fear pierced her belly like a claw, sharp and fierce. "What about Duncan?"
Anthony đã đưa ý kiến nothing for a moment, but his hands tightened on Courtney's shoulders.
"Dad?" She put a hand on his chest, fear and panic running strong. "What is it? What happened to Duncan?"
And then her father looked at her, sorrow darkening his normally hazzel brown eyes. She knew what he was going to say even as he spoke.
"I'm… I'm so sorry, Courtney."
Tears filled my eyes
When my little girl asked me why
Alyssa lies
Daddy, tell me why
Alyssa lies