Author's Notes : So ! This one was written LONG before the SylarxPeter one but since I promised myself I'd post the SxP one first for this was the first couple I liked (saw) from Heroes ... But now ! :D I can post it so ! ^^ Here it is ! I really love it ! Be aware that this is kinda dark :O ... I wrote this around 11-12 PM one day months ago so .. Lol ! Enjoy ! ^^ :)
Disclaimer : I own nothing but my representation of these characters :), this fanfic, the time I waited to finally post it on here, the idea for this fanfic and my writing style :) !
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Couldn't Be
He was his best friend. He knew that. That's all he could ever be. Even though he knew all that, he couldn't help dreaming about him ... feeling those nasty things for him. Because he had to admit, these had become bad things. He would go to the end of the world for these cute eyes .. but he now had arrived to the end of his heart. He felt himself becoming darker and darker, if that was only possible to him. That was the way he would describe himself right now. Plunging deeper and deeper in darkness and the other one didn't even know. No, he did not know for Ando kept it well-hidden, for no one to see because he didn't want anyone to see. That's what he told himself because now ... it had changed. The real reason was that he really liked those dark thoughts about Hiro and he wanted to keep them to himself alone. He had come a long way from the beginning ... He began by loving his smile ... oh, his so cute smile ... one that could brigthen the world ! In truth ... it brightened Ando's world each time he saw it on his love's face. Then, it continued by his little "yatta" which is so cute ... mostly when he said it. Otherwise, Ando wouldn't care much if it was someone else who said it. It was not his Hiro's. After that came the beautiful eyes, sparkling with joy and innocence that he so loved from the other one. Frankly speaking, he simply longed for him. He craved each day to see him. He dreamed of him. When Ando learned of Hiro kissing some girl, his heart broke in two and it had then been stepped on. Now, he couldn't find it back. Because, he guessed, it was now buried deep into his love for the other japanese one. An other thing he fell for was Hiro's cheerful personality which was so cute. He did not know what to feel nor what to think ... But he was sure of the love he felt. It stung him so bad ... so bad he couldn't even recognize himself. He was now prisoner of his own madness. Prisoner of his love for the cute and cheerful japanese. Hiro was his love. He was his best friend. He was ... his only darkness.