Title: Star Crossed
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Drama/Songfic
Warning: Thomas = gay. There you go. If that offends you, don't waste my time. As this is the original section, I expect more maturity and an open mind. Prove me right.
Author's Note: I was challenged by a friend of mine, many years ago, to write a song fic. So I took my original characters, the song “Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star” and wrote this. I just found this today backed up on FF.N. Keep in mind that since it was written awhile ago, it may sound a little under developed.

[1] He appears in another story that I'm working on (put on hold) and is a reporter. Hence the byline part.

Under the blazing afternoon sun, alone on the beach (a rare occurrence), you asked me. It has been seared into my memory since that day, only four years ago.

Twinkle twinkle little star

I had thought that you were the one. My only beloved, the person I would give my heart to and cherish forever. My other half, I guess. There are a hundred names for what you were and none of them ever seemed to fit you quite right. Maybe because they weren't as unique as you.

How I wonder what you are

And that's how I thought we'd be okay. Despite what our families said and thought, I threw caution to the wind and moved away with you. More like ran away. With Dad ranting and raving from the driveway, pistol drawn and safety off. Thank God there were no bullets in it.

Up above the world so high

And you did take care of me, unlike what my parents thought. We took care of each other. No one knew we were dating, though it seemed obvious to me we were practically married. People just don't see what they don't want to. A wonderful thing denial is. And a wonderful thing we had.

Like a diamond in the sky

Until... well, things change don't they? Everything moves on and evolves or dies and we just died. Our love for each other shriveled away like leaves in fall and didn't come back with the spring sunshine. I know what happened. You started hating me because I was so dependent. I couldn't do anything, I know, and I had just become your child instead of your lover.

I wish I may

That's why I packed while you were at work and just left a note. I had to leave. I couldn't stay there with you when I had just become a burden to you. I didn't run home to my parents though. No, I had been disowned as far as I knew and if you had decided to look for me, that's where you would have started. I couldn't go back to you when I knew. I wouldn't eat your spirit and beauty away.

I wish I might

That didn't mean I wasn't hurting. I did it for you, don't you understand? I walked away for you! Hurt the ones we love, remember? I even moved out of the country, as funny as that is. You didn't come chasing, as far as I know, so I don't know why I was so dead set on vanishing completely. Maybe the memories? Maybe I just needed a change and time to forget? How foolish! No one forgets their first love, no matter how hard one tries.

Have this wish I wish tonight

One last lingering touch before the coffin is closed. If my brother hadn't called, I would have never known. Yes, you remember how close I was with him. He understood me better than my other family. I wish I could hate you as much as I'm sure you hated me but I can't. I still love you and will always. Did it hurt you when I left? Did it make a difference? Did you go have a drink with the boys after that? Probably felt more free about- no, not going there. I won't remember that.

No, no, I'll remember this. Your pale white skin, cold and painted. And your neatly, freshly pressed black tuxedo. I wonder if they'll steal that from you after we all go home. Hmm, worth a byline?[1]

Thomas cracked a small grin before walking away. He had already paid his condolences to the family, even though they barely acknowledged him, and had finally said goodbye. A real one, maybe if it was only a little too late.