One Shots Nico Di Angelo

The Call

There are people who are afraid of the call before the clock reaches zero. There are those who fear the clock reaching zero. Me? It could be said that I don't care... And who am I?
Well, I'm that kid that never speaks, who is always listening to his music. The one that, if talked to, will answer with the lesser number of words he can. I'm Nico di Angelo. The orphan, the one that doesn't remember his mother, and whose father is barely home, making impossible to have memories with him.
The only child, despite of having two sisters, one burried long ago, the other on foreing country.
That's me, a lonely person, and it never bothered me, but I have just recieved the call, and I can't stop thinking if I have been wrong.
However, I don't have much time to think about it, the clock says that I have 23 hours and 40 minutes until I meet my soulmate, whoever he is. And only 20 minutes to enjoy it.

--TIME SKIP--

The clock is almost on zero, and here I am, on the highest point of San Francisco's bridge. Another of the things of my list, to watch the sunrise. I would like to paint it... If I had the time.
But... Well, I have to move on to the next on the list, so I turn around to go down, when I see a boy. Blond, tan, my age, more or less, looking down.
I know that look... He isn't looking to the water, or the cars for that matter... He is making sure the fall will be enough... That it will work.
I didn't have time for that, so just imagine my surprise when I hearded my own voice saying "It's too high."
"Yep, I noticed." he said, still looking below
"Why?" Then, he looks at me. Confused. So I gesture someone jumping while I whistle.
He laughs. Didn't expect that.
He just sais 'the call' as if that explained everything.
"You recieved it?"
"My sister. But it was me who picked it up. I thought... that... If I jump... Maybe she'll be safe."
"It doesn't work like that, you know?" I said, as I walked towards him, to the edge, and sat with him. He just looked me with those blue, gorgeus eyes "Who recieves the call is the one who is destined to die twenty four hours later, not the one who pick it up."
We stay in silence for a while. Then, he speaks "Why do you think it is?" I don't know what he means "I don't know what you're talking about." Shit, I said it aloud "Shit, I said it aloud."
He laughed. Gods, I didn't know that boy for more than a minute, and I already loved that laugh "The counter." he said, pointing his forearm "And the call." he said, while gesturing someone speaking on the phone.
"I guess that it's to remind us that we will be loved... And that we are doomed."
"Ying and Yang sort of thing?" I nodded "Nah, don't think so. I think that the call is a warning cry, so we live our last day as we would want to."
"Your sister knows she recieved the call?" He shook his head "Then how will she enjoy her last day?" I know it was a cheap shot, but... I don't know, I just blurted it
He didn't know what to say, so we kept silence once more
Then, out of the blue, he asked me "Ok, we have already agreed that I'm here to jump... What where you doing here?"
"Living my last day as I wanted." I could see his confusion in his eyes " I have this list, of things to do, before... You know... And, well, I recieved the call yesterday and... Seeing the sunrise on the highest point of this bridge is on it so..."
"Ok, ok, I understand" he smiled "and, why spending time on me?"
Then I showed him my forearm, with numbers, now white, and counting up, not down. His smile brightened, as he showed me his forearm, just the same, white too, and with the same numbers "I hoped."
We kept talking for a while.
Before I realised, my forearm marked nineteen minutes when he got up. Looking at his arm
"It seems time is up."
"I wish we had more." I said sadly. Just as he laughed.
Then he looked to the void, getting ready.
And then, it's when I realised. This had been the best day of my life. The happiest. Which is sad, being the last and having talked with only one person, for almost twenty minutes. But, those almost twenty minutes, they had been the best too. Gods, I thought I was in love with that boy, which is bonkers. And I knew there wouldn't be another day like this. I haven't had a bad life, but, I know that, compared with this moment, it would be bad from now on.
I just... didn't see a reason to keep going if this was the highest my life aspired to be. Better to leave on the highest point, right?
"Stop."
"Excuse me?"
"I can't let you do it..."
"Please, it's my sister, don't do this harder than it already is."
"...alone. I can't let you do it alone." I got closer to him, then I grabed his hand "Whenever you want."
He was astonished. And petrified. So it was up to me.
I was about to walk towards the edge when he pulled of me, turned me around, and kissed me. It was amazing. And then it was over "Another thing for your list"
We laughed.
"I think you truly are my soulmate."
"I know you're mine."
And then, we both took that step together, just when our forearms marked twenty minutes. Twenty minutes to enjoy my soulmate. And I did it.

You know? When I did the maths, between the counter and the call, I thought that my soulmate would be death itself. Now, I realise I was right