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Title: Abandoned
Author: Yours Truly ;-)
Part: 1/1 (?)
Rating: K+
Summary: Sometimes things don't go as you plan them. Spot/Race slash. Please R&R
Notes: This is SLASH meaning M/M. Just so you know. Also I used real names but I'm sure you all can figure out that Sean is Spot and Tony is Race.
Disclaimer: Really now…would I be posting this here if I DID own them?

"You okay?" Sean asked casually, looking at Tony out of the corner of his eye. They had been together for nearly 2 years when Sean had decided that this wasn't what he wanted. Tony had found himself absolutely floored.

He looked over at his blonde boyfriend--ex-boyfriend--and nodded jerkily. What a question! Of course he wasn't okay, but he wasn't going to say that. "I'm fine. Just a little surprised."

Sean shrugged and looked away. "Well it's been a long time coming."

"Yeah." Tony agreed blankly. He hadn't seen it coming. Not at all. In fact he had been planning to ask Sean to move in with him.

"Well, I better get going." Sean said finally, turning to look at him head on for the first time since his declaration.

Tony nodded slowly, blinking rapidly for a moment before meeting Sean's gaze. "Right. Well, I guess…I guess I'll see you around." He said, though his voice sounded unsure. He didn't understand what was going on. It felt as though his world been tipped upside down and then shaken violently.

Sean shrugged again. "Yeah I guess." He headed to the door and opened it before turning back to Tony. "You're sure you're alright?" He asked--for the first time that day Sean looked a little unsure.

"Fine." Tony managed a smile. He wasn't certain he would be fine again for a long time, but clearly that was no longer any of Sean's concern. "Bye Sean. I'll see you."

"Bye Tony." Sean said with a nod. He walked out of Tony's apartment without looking back.

Tony closed the door, locking it before he allowed himself to sink to the ground with his back to the door. He pulled his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around them tightly. His hands were gripping his arms hard enough to leave welts but he ignored that.

He had been abandoned. Again.

So…this is something that I found on my computer while looking for other stories to transfer to my laptop to take with me on my trip. I had originally intended to write a full story, but decided that it worked well as a drabble too. I may write more and/or I may write another drabble from Spot's point of view. I may not though.

Anywho, please review and let me know what you though. Aloha!