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Walking Her Home

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#1 Offline Aderia

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Posted Dec 01 2011 - 09:23 PM

A/N: So, I was listening to the song, (which I don't own, btw), and was inspired to repost it. I know Neelh has another songfic with the same title (which I reccommend), but they're different stories, I promise. Anyways, slight AU warning to go with this one. As always, written for you. Enjoy!

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Walking Her Home

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Looking back

He sees it all

It was her first date

The night he came to call

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Two Le-Matoran stood bickering in hushed voices outside a school in Ga-Metru."You're hard-thinking about this too much, Matau." Tamaru told his companion."I am not! I don't even know why I let you drag-tow me over here in the first place!" Matau retorted."You were the one speak-saying nonstop about how you found out where this teacher-friend of yours works, and you were in a hurry-rush to get over here before class lets out, and now you want to quick-leave?" Tamaru asked, incredulous."Yes! That's exactly what I'm speak-saying to you! And I'll have you know-" the little Le-Matoran was interrupted by the obnoxious ring of the bell, signaling the end of the class.As students began to pour out of the classroom, Tamaru snagged Matau by the arm, preventing him from making a quick getaway. Ignoring Matau's protests, which sounded suspiciously like, "Unhand me this instant, you criminal!" mixed with various other insults.Tamaru clapped a hand over Matau's mask, muffling his indignant objections, and asked one of the exiting Ga-Matoran, "Is your teacher-friend, Nokama, in there, by any happen-chance?"The she-Matoran eyed the two Le-Matoran with skeptically, like the way a relaxed, dismissive cat would question a passerby . Tamaru smiled innocently at her, all the while grappling with a fighting Matau."Yes, Nokama is in. Mata Nui help her, if you two are going to see her." The Ga-Matoran muttered, before hurrying off to her next class.Matau stopped struggling and straightened up, brushing nonexistent dust off of his shoulder armor, and gave his friend the deathglare. "I hate you.""I know." Tamaru grinned. "But you'll thank me in the end." He finished, as he shoved Matau through the doorway to the classroom.

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Her dad said, "Son

Have her home on time

And promise me

You'll never leave her side."

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"For next class, just remember that we'll be meeting outside the Great Temple." Nokama reminded her class, right before the bell rang, and they all scuffled out the door. Her eyes followed her students out the door, and she saw those two Le-Matoran. They had been waiting out there for the better half of the last class period. She hadn't seen their masks yet.Nokama sighed quietly to herself, chiding herself for hoping. They were probably waiting for two of her students, and then they'd all go and enjoy a night in the city, or maybe a quiet boat ride together. Shaking her head to get back to focusing, Nokama reached for the stack of tablets her students had piled up on her desk, as an in-class assignment. She had just begun to read the first line when a yell and a crash snapped her head back up."Matau?" She laughed, seeing who had made the grand entrance.The Le-Matoran whirled around, and managed a weak smile at her. "Oh, Nokama. Er… fancy finding you here. What a shock-surprise."He laughed nervously.Nokama's voice was laced with amusement and friendly sarcasm. "Yes, what a shock. Me, a teacher, here, in a classroom. Shocking."The Le-Matoran let out his nervous little laugh again, and then stuttered out, "So, I was think- wondering if you wanted to… wait, no. I wanted to ask-invite you to… " He ground to a halt, cursing himself."Yes?"Matau took a deep breath, and spoke slowly, carving out each word. "There's an act-play in the square tonight. I wanted to ask-invite you to go with me to watch-see it.""Of course, I'd love to." Nokama replied, feeling as though the smile on her mask was there to stay forever.

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He took her to a show in town

And he was ten feet off the ground

He was walking her home

Holding her hand

All the way, she smiled

And stole the breath right out of him

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As the suns sank behind them, Matau felt as though he was a whole new Matoran, as he walked the quiet streets of Ga-Metru with Nokama.He had booked them front and center seats for the play. When Nokama had laughed, he'd laughed with her.When he didn't get what was going on, she'd leaned over and whispered to him.When the two characters strolled happily ever after, hand in hand, into the sunset, Matau wanted nothing more than to do the same. He grinned, and took Nokama's hand in his as the play ended, and said, "Gotta start somewhere, don't we?"

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Down that old road

With the stars up above

He remembers where he was

And that he fell in love

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"Did you like-enjoy the play, Nokama?" Matau asked, as they stood outside Nokama's house."You need to ask?" She replied in her way of answering.Matau chuckled. "I'll take-know that as a 'yes'.""Yes." Nokama returned the smile, and said, "Next time, I think we should go tour the Archives.""The whole Archives?" He frowned, swallowing a groan."Why not?" She shrugged."Can't we just go see the interesting stuff?" He inquired."That would be the whole Archives." She said seriously.Matau's face dropped.Nokama had no choice but to laugh. "I was kidding, Matau. We can go to the top of a Knowledge Tower, you can take me to the Test Track, we can go see the Great Furnace, or to see the Sculpture Fields, whatever you decide. I trust we'll have a good time.""Great, then. I guess I'll find-see you tomorrow, and-" He said, and was about to say more, but was silenced when Nokama quickly pecked the cheek of his Mahiki."Tomorrow sounds great. Thank you, Matau."As he stood there, Matau felt as though he'd been struck by destiny.

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He was walking her home

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Time passed, in that manner it has, uncaring, relentless, tiring, and not stopping for anyone or anything, but generous enough to let one live life to the fullest.It didn't take Nokama long to figure out that the best part of being a Toa was having Matau there with her. She would always have someone to catch her if she fell. Matau would be there to find her, and remind her who she was, if she forgot who she was, and went and lost herself.Time kept moving.

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Ten more years in a waiting room

At half past one

The doctor said,

"Come in and meet your son"

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"Matau, go on!" Whenua urged his Toa-brother."Yeah, what's the worst that can happen?" Onewa said."Go on, Matau. She's waiting for you." Vakama told him, as Nuju pushed the door open for him.Matau didn't trust himself to speak, so he gulped down a breath of air, and held it, as he walked down the long hallway, praying that his nerves would survive, looking for the right room."Matau." Nokama's voice called gently, "In here."

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And his knees went weak

When he saw his wife

She was smiling as she said,

"He's got your eyes."

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Outside, Vakama was pacing nervously. The three others were similarly dealing with their anxiety. How, the Toa Metru of Fire wondered, can one be so nervous on such a joyous occasion?But when the doors opened again, they saw Nokama with a bundle in her arms, in a wheelchair, and Matau. It looked like he needed the wheelchair more than it needed him."I'm an uncle." Whenua said to himself, beaming around at everyone. In turn, everyone beamed back.

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As she slept, he held her tight

His mind went back to that first night

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What would life be like now, where would I be standing, Matau asked himself, If Tamaru had never kicked me into that classroom? Would I be happier? Not possible. Sadder? Do I even remember what that feels like?

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He was walking her home

Holding her hand

All the way, she smiled

And stole the breath right out of him

Down that old road

With the stars up above

He remembers where he was

And that he fell in love

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And time passed in the way that it does.

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And he walked her through

The best days of her life

Sixty years together

And he never left her side

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Over countless years, countless things happened. Some good, some not so much. But looking back, the good things and happy memories outshine the bad, and chase away any shadowy memories.

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In a nursing home

At eighty-five

The doctor said

It could be her last night

The nurse said, "Oh,

Should we tell him now,

Or should we wait until

the morning to find out

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In a new day, in a new land, where life is peaceful and lax, the Matoran and Turaga of Metru Nui, and Mata Nui, the island paradise gather. The occasion is not so joyous this day.Four Turaga, and a Ga-Matoran named Macku stand outside a quiet, somber hut.

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When they checked her room that night

He was laying by her side

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Inside, Turaga Nokama sat in a large rocking chair, with her eyes closed, and a faint smile on her old pale Kanohi Rau. Turaga Matau sat faithfully on a stool beside here.She spoke slowly. "Matau?""I'm here." He replied."Do you remember Metru Nui?" She wanted to know."How could I forget? The Morbuzakh, the Krahka, the Makuta, the Visorak." He trailed off."No, no. Before all that. Before we were Toa." She said."The day we met?" He guessed.Nokama chuckled. "No. But I still don't believe that you were dared to jump off the Protodermis Falls. I think you were lost."Matau smiled. "Perhaps I was.""But do you remember the play you took me to, way back when?" She asked."I'm beginning to think-sense that you're insulting my memory.""I would never." The Turaga of Water said.After a stretch of mutual silence, Matau turned serious, and his smile faded, as he took her hand in his, one last time. Nokama grasped it, and Matau knew that the Toa in her still lived.She spoke. "I don't know where I'm going, Matau. I won't be able to come back.""Are you worry-scared?"Nokama nodded. "Yes." She paused, then said, "But I'll wait for you, wherever I'm going. Then we can go together. It's better that way."Matau nodded in his turn, "Anywhere you go, I'll be there too." He promised.

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He was walking her home

Holding her hand

All the way, she smiled when he said

"This is not the end"

Just for a while

They were eighteen

She was still more beautiful

To him than anything

He was walking her home

He was walking her home

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"Wherever you go, Nokama, remember me. Remember us.""I promise."

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Looking back

He sees it all

It was her first date

The night he came to call

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Edited by Aderia: Toa of Ducklings, Dec 01 2011 - 09:24 PM.

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