Rating: PG
Word Count: 107
Pairing: 1+2
Blood and Stone
The aged podium creaked under his weight as Heero knelt down on it. Hands clasped and head bowed, he went down on his knees before the figure, pleading for forgiveness.
The statue was sculpted from the palest; smoothest marble that held a tint of pink, the long strands of finely-craved hair cascaded around narrow shoulders, the eyes closed serenely, seemingly in restful sleep.
As sunlight streamed into the shed, Heero stood up shakily, stepping forward, embracing the cool statue that held a once-lively boy within, and whispered softly into his ear: "I love you."
As Heero walked out the door, crimson tears rolled off the statue's cheeks.
Word Count: 107
Pairing: 1+2
Blood and Stone
The aged podium creaked under his weight as Heero knelt down on it. Hands clasped and head bowed, he went down on his knees before the figure, pleading for forgiveness.
The statue was sculpted from the palest; smoothest marble that held a tint of pink, the long strands of finely-craved hair cascaded around narrow shoulders, the eyes closed serenely, seemingly in restful sleep.
As sunlight streamed into the shed, Heero stood up shakily, stepping forward, embracing the cool statue that held a once-lively boy within, and whispered softly into his ear: "I love you."
As Heero walked out the door, crimson tears rolled off the statue's cheeks.