Lemon chapter 2

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Title: Lemon (2/4)
Rating: G-PG
Warnings: angst. It's a song-fic, and there is mentions of hetero in here...not specified though. Also, my terrible writing.
Summary: Nick and Greg break up. Greg tries to forget. After all, what are bad memories but sour lemons that one has to throw away?--The bells have rung, the time has come I cannot find the words to say my last goodbye, This scenery is evergreen. You've always been so dear to me.--
Spoilers: Uh, not any that I know of, unless you count the unimportant transition of Greg going from Lab Rat to CSI...

Lemon

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI. Nor the song Evergreen, music wise, it belongs to HYDE, as do the lyrics. 

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I lie awake beside the windowsillLike a flower in a vase, a moment caught in a glass

He looked out the window, the sun slowly rising over the horizon. It seemed to just hang there, like some inanimate force kept it from rising.

He breathed out heavily.

The rays of sunlight come and beckon me

To a sleepy dreamy haze, a sense of summer days

He closed his eyes, leaning back into the couch, trying to will himself asleep.

Moments later, his eyes popped open and he stared back out the window, letting out another breath.

If only I could stop the flow of time

Turn the clock to yesterday, erasing all the pain

A shrill ringing echoed through his apartment as he groaned and got up.

The phone loud in the quiet apartment, he slowly made his way to it, not caring if the answering machine picked up before he did.

A beep followed shortly after the sixth ring, he’d always been too busy to set up a personal message, ‘Maybe I should,’ he thought wryly. ‘Leave the asshole a message after the beep.’ Yeah, that sounded about right.

“Hey Nicky! It’s me. You must be asleep…or in she shower…”a giggle, “Call me back okay? Let’s go out before work. I really can’t wait to see you again Cowboy.”

A click and the line was disconnected, a beep and the message was taped.

He frowned at the machine, pressing the play button on it. The message replayed, echoing off the dark walls of the small room.

“I really can’t wait to see you again Co-”

Nick hit the delete button, cutting off the message.

He looked at the clock hanging on the wall in the kitchen, seven and a half hours until he had to go into work.

‘Might as well try and get some sleep before then.’ He though as he slowly made his way back to the couch and heavily fell down onto the plush cushions.

I've only memories of happiness

Such pleasure we have shared. I'd do it all again

(“Nicky, your leather couch sucks.”

Nick looked up from the take-out menu that he was currently trying to decipher, “What do you mean?”

“Exactly what I said, it sucks! Every time I try to get comfortable, I end up sliding off of it.”

He raised an eyebrow, “Well, what do you purpose we do G?”

Greg furrowed his brows slightly, “We buy a new couch!”

“Really? How do we do that?”

He grinned, “Go to the furniture store.”

“Greg, you know with the money we get I can’t afford to buy a new couch and pay the bills.”

“I’ll buy it then. I’ll pay for it, and keep on making the payments until it’s paid off…”

Nick sighed and got up from the chair he had been in, “Okay Greg, let’s go then…”

“Woah, woah, woah, Cowboy, hold your horses…you still have to pay me back somehow.”

He went over to the door and smirked back at Greg, “Oh, I have some ideas…and the faster we get the couch, the faster you find out what they are.”

Greg’s face lit up and he jumped off the couch, “Yes, let’s go…”)

Nick’s eyes opened as he heard the distinct sound of an alarm clock. His eyes went to the clock, fifteen till.

Then, for the second time that morning he got up from the couch.

This scenery is evergreen

As buds turn into leaves, the colours live and breathe

This scenery is evergreen

Your tears are falling silently

Nick walked into the crime lab that night, immediately she came over to him and hugged him. Half-heartedly, he returned it and placed a chaste kiss on her lips.

He felt someone push past him, pushing them into the wall.

“Nicky, you’re squishing me…” she giggled, “I don’t mind that much though.” She ran a hand down his arm.

He looked at her, then back at who had pushed them, “Come on, Grissom will start handing out assignments soon.”

So full of joy, you are a child of spring

With a beauty that is pure, an innocence endures

Nick watched as Grissom congratulated Greg.

His face was lit up with a smile that threatened to split his face, eyes shining with admiration.

Greg turned to them, his eyes locking with Nick for a moment before turning away.

Even if Nick wouldn’t admit it, he wished that he could make Greg smile like that again.

“Congratulations on completing your first solo case Greg.”

You flow right through me like a medicine

Bringing quiet to my soul, without you I'm not whole

Nick watched that night, as Greg danced around the lab, the music playing loudly, not caring if Ecklie came in and told him to turn it down.

“Hey Nicky, you ready to leave? Grissom said that you deserve to go home.” She wrapped his arms around him, “You know, he wouldn’t have solved it unless you had helped him.”

He stopped staring at Greg, “But I didn’t-”

“No need to be modest Nicky, you did teach him the basics.”

Nick frowned, “It still didn’t help him. Look, I’m tired; I’m just going to go ahead home.”

“Alright, bye Cowboy. I love you.”

Nick nodded, as he turned around and walked away, ignoring her acknowledgement.

When he arrived back home, he went straight into the bedroom, by-passing the couch, not even looking at it.

Crawling into the bed and burying himself under the blankets he shut his eyes.

This scenery is evergreen

I need you far too much, I long to feel your touch

This scenery is evergreen

You've always been so dear to me

(Nick frowned at the couch, “G…I don’t know. I mean…”

Greg studied the beige couch, “Well, the color could be better, but this is the only one they had, so oh well.” He shrugged.

“Greg…I’m not too sure about this…leather I could deal with, but suede, it’ll be difficult to clean…”

“That’s why we have to be careful.”

Nick swatted the back of Greg’s head, “Is that all you ever think about?”

“No, I think about you…me…us.” He whispered as he laced their hands together.

He pulled their hands apart and pulled Greg into his arms, falling back on to the couch.

“I love you Nicky…”

Nick froze, and Greg sensed it, “It’s okay…you don’t have to say anything back.”

He relaxed a bit, “Are you sure.”

Greg smiled, “Yeah, you’ll say it when you’re ready.”)

This scenery is evergreen

It sorrows at the sight of seeing you so sad

This scenery is evergreen

I wish that I could dry your tears

(He had called Greg mere minutes ago, asked him to meet him in the usual place. In a small secluded area on the outskirts of town.

The rain picked up as he drove down the wet road.

When he pulled up, he noticed that Greg was already out there, in the rain.

He didn’t even shut the engine off as he opened the door and got out, walking up silently behind Greg.

“G?”

He saw Greg turn around and his heart sped up a bit.

“Hey.” Greg whispered as he went to hug him.

Nick quickly put his hands out and pushed Greg, “I can’t do this. I’m sorry.”

The confused look was almost enough to make Nick change his mind.

“This? What? The Hug?"

He shoved his hands in his pockets, “No, this,” his hands made a swishing motion between them, “us.”

Greg looked upset, like he knew what was coming, “Why?”

Nick looked down, trying not to look into his eyes, “I just can’t. It’s not right…it’s wrong.”

“We’ve been doing this for three months, three months Nick! You just now tell me that you think it’s wrong? What happened to taking chances, huh Nick? What happened to that? Did your parents say that having a male lover is wrong? Did they? ”

Nick winced and looked up, wincing again as he noticed tears in Greg’s eyes.

“I just can’t do this anymore…I’m sorry.” He turned and walked away, not wanting to see the tears in Greg’s eyes anymore…knowing that he was the one who caused them.)

The bells have rung, the time has come

I cannot find the words to say my last goodbye

This scenery is evergreen

You've always been so dear to me

Nick woke up, and looked at the digital clock on the bedside table, noting that it was three hours until he’d have to go back in.

Getting up, he went to the kitchen to order something before having to go into work.

He picked up the take-out menu that seemed to be forever buried in the couch. Taking the phone from it’s base, he dialed the number and ordered.

After he hung up, his head fell back against the couch and he stared at the ceiling.

(“Hey Nicky, do you think I can be a CSI?”

“Of course, you have the drive to do it…nothing can get in your way.”

“Not even that new criminalist that just transferred in?”

“Nope, not even her.”)

Nick sat up, and looked down at the phone in his hand, dialing a familiar number; he pressed the phone to his ear.

A beep of the answering machine, he sighed.

“Hey Greg, it’s me again…”

He stopped, mulling over the words in his head.

“I’m sorry…for everything…”

“Please Greg…just pick up the phone…please…”

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The song itself is actually English, the person who sings it is Japanese. 

It's very sad.

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