Disclaimer: Yes, I do not own Full Metal Panic. And yes, in my dreams, I'd like to pretend I do.

Summary: (Series of Drabbles from the FMP universe) Because, even amidst the bullets of war, their eyes speak of things that were never meant to be – of hopes and dreams and love and deaths. This is their story. (May contain some spoilers)

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Ammunition
First Bullet : Salvation

By makka na yuki

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"Come, come with me, and I will teach both of you how to be alive."

"Yuillan, Yuifan" he called with a small almost feral grin – a smile nonetheless that they have come to cherish – as the man who refuses to be called father handed them each their own pistol and knife "when the time comes for either of you to face death, what do you do?"

They both answered, showing no emotion as he had taught them. Pain is a weakness, more so if it is not physical. The weak leech off the strong…

"We shoot it down, sensei, because…"

"… because the thrill of finding someone just as strong is worth dying for" Gauron finished for them, remembering a distant memory as he touched his forehead.

They could never understand the latter part of the most important lesson their departed sensei left them. Still, hand-in-hand they continue to fight and terrorize and bomb and kill their way through all the challenges, even as death threatened their existence every single day… because those are the only things they were ever taught, the only things that ever gave their life a purpose.

But as they lay dying side by side, reaching for each other, blood seeping from their hearts that have ran out of tears long ago, they knew for sure…

… they wouldn't have it any other way.

"Are you watching, sensei? Are you proud of what we have become?"

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Author's Notes: They had a story to tell, (pity the anime series didn't build on that more) and the only way I could think to bring justice to their silent cries was to rewrite was has been and let them die fighting together. I think, they wouldn't have it any other way, so to speak.