I'm back!! Okay, you can all kill me now. No seriously, do it. I know I've kept you waiting, and I'm sorry. But hey, I returned, didn't I!?

Huh…maybe I shouldn't be so cheerful about that…you all are still pretty angry, huh?

Well, if it will help any, I want to give you guys this drabble. It's unbeta'd, but I'm not sure if you'll care. Tell me if you do though, kay??

Now remember kiddies, this is incest and considering the person you are now dealing with, I am most likely going to ignore any flames. The only flames I listen to are the ones with CRITISISM. Got that? Write it down, just in case.

Never Said
Rating- PG-16ish? Has slight mention of porn.
Warnings- Umm...the usual?? Boy love? Incest? Well, I don't see a problem here considering the audience... Well..it is un-beta'd, so...yeah, that's the only warning.

Summary- Words were never said. Perhaps they weren't needed at all.

Enjoy!

If there was anything that Lloyd ever notes something as being very odd, it is the silence in each encounter they have.

Granted, it may as well be for the sake of their relationship or themselves as both he and the elder swordsman run off into some wild brush, during the long hours of the night. Even distance is not enough if you make sounds, and Lloyd knows that was a chance not to be taken lightly. He would never want his friends to kow what he, their leader, was doing with a traitor like Kratos. Yet...

The silence, he thought, was more nosiy than he ever thought it could be.

Eyes locked at the same eyes, while distance between his mouth and that of the others evaporates, Lloyd could swear that their movements are much quieter than that of the silent brush around them. Even a cricket's mere jump to the next blade of grass is a thunderous crash compared to their activites, in his mind. Though one could think it as a good thing, that secrecy can be maintained, others may not agree whole-heartedly. It felt sort of awkward to Lloyd when they did this, much unlike the experiences that some love to proclaim.

Perhaps...beause neither talked??

The only sounds that were ever made was perhaps a grunt here, a sensational moan there. Maybe an anxious groan or two from the elder if Lloyd rubbed the right way against him. But never a full bodied sentence. No. Never.

Words were never said.

Never said at all.

There was no 'I love you', names, or curses. Just the animalistic sounds that man was created with, intended to be the only words ever needed.

But even those could not convey feelings enough for what Lloyd always feels at the end.

At the end of their encounter, when both are spent and weary, as usual, Kratos is the first to get up, not even bothering to help Lloyd. If he did bother to, he would still never say a thing. And if things were normal between them, at this time, two lovers such as they (or where they truly such?) would say 'I love you' or 'That was great'. But it was never like that for them before. It's never to be like that now. Lloyd knows that. He knows that too well. And maybe he'll just have to content himself with such feelings.

Although, when he looks up at the elder to watch him leave again, he catches the most rarest thing he could ever see.

Kratos- He-!

He's smiling.

He's smiling, lips turned upward in a relaxed manner. It's not forced, nor is it fake; it is the real deal he is seeing.

Soft brown eyes much like his own and a smile that seemed more brilliant than the sun, he's gazing down at Lloyd, like a father to a child, like a lover to a loved.

He doesn't stop.

He doesn't stop until he turns and leaves.

And Lloyd is left there, completely confused, but no longer with that awkward feeling.

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Words were never said. Perhaps they weren't needed at all.