A/N I think I have a knack for for deep stuff :P This was suppose to be a one-shot but I quite like how it's turned out.
Disclaimer: dont't own-BBC does.
He follows him again. Ever so quietly like a leaf riding on the wind. The brunette turns his head and looks straight at him but never seeing. He shakes his head and carries on walking. He walks faster now as he senses that he isn't alone. He never is. He carries on walking to the drama studio. He's reached his destination and walks in. The blonde goes to the window and watches as he greets the fellow actors, relief evident in his eyes as he no longer feels a lingering presence. The teacher comes in and explains the new play they're doing. He watches as the brunette's eyes sparkle with happiness. King Arthur. That is the play they're going to do. He can tell as it's the only thing that can get him that excited. He's always had an interest with the legend. The young man just thinks it's because it's well written. His lingering presence knows better. It's because the young man is Merlin; King Arthur's advisor and Court Sorcerer. His one true love. He knows this because he is the legendary King. Merlin will never know. Arthur cannot touch, cannot speak because he is just a ghost. He can only watch.
A/N What d'ya think? Please review. They might work better then Beecham's flu tablets. ;)