Ayumu: Wow… Hmmm… First ever Mar fanfiction! Wootness for me! Hopefully it's good… Poor Rolan… I can only think of sad situations for him…
Rolan: Uh.. Thank you?
Ayumu: I dunno… You're not really a sad person… Just.. It's hard to explain…
Rolan: Alright… Do you want me to do the warning and disclaimer, now?
Ayumu: Uhm, yeah.
Rolan: WARNING: This story contains vague YAOI relationships (yaoi meaning gay relationships). Though you really could easily overlook it. But still, better safe than sorry, you know?
Ayumu does not own and never will own Mar, also know as Marchen Awakens Romance, or any of the Mar characters, that right is reserved for Nobuyuki Anzai.Ayumu: But really… If you try to overlook the Yaoi, you could… It's not that hard. Oh, please do forgive me for the title.. I'm really bad with summaries and titles.
Rolan: That you are.
Ayumu: Zip it! …Hmm. I don't think there is anything else to say.. Well, on with the fic!
Rolan jumped slightly as a purple rose suddenly appeared, gently settled over his right ear. Rolan smiled into the wall-mounted mirror before him, fingering the soft orchid colored petals of the rose. Phantom could never do something romantic (or anything else for that matter) like a normal person, though Phantom could not be considered normal under any conditions.
Phantom always gave him the same type of rose, altered to get the pretty purple coloring it possessed. Rolan had once asked him why. The only reply he received was a small smile and a short caress on his cheek and that was all Rolan needed to understand why. The rose matches so perfectly.
Rolan walked to his beside table, plucking the rose from it's place above his ear. He stared down at it with a soft look before placing it in a vase where identical never-wilting roses Phantom had given him had accumulated.
Rolan smiled longingly at the roses, wondering how long they would keep appearing to him, when they would stop. He was a replacement after all, a mere substitute. Phantom wanted someone who didn't want him, he was always that type of person. And Rolan, was oddly fine with that. As long as Rolan was something in Phantom's eyes, he didn't mind what he was to Phantom. So, Rolan will wait, wait for another rose to appear and for them to stop coming.
That day was coming was coming after all. The day when the tournament will arrive, when he will come. And Rolan will fight for Phantom. Because Rolan would do anything. Anything at all…
Ayumu: Well.. I'm very proud of this.. Hmm, I'm proud yet not. I wanted it to be longer… But! You can't have everything! But I am VERY VERY SORRY! Please forgive me? I think I should try harder… Anyways, for those of you who have an opinion, please tell me! Review, review, review! I don't care if it's good, bad, or just a 'I liked it'! Please! Just give me something!
Rolan: Okay.. You're a review whore and you're sorry! They get it! Stop talking!!! You're going to make your author note long that the fic… AGAIN!
Ayumu: Sorry! Anyways! Please review!