Sweet Nothing

Sweet Nothing

[Prologue]

By: Raiha-chan

Warnings: AU, shounen ai (yaoi, maybe?), and OOC.

Spoilers: Aya's sister as well as his real name (I'll be referring Aya to his real name in the entire fic).

Teaser: Imagine this: Aya at 18; Crawford is an assassin; Crawford meets Aya; and Boom. Note that this fic is completely AU and written under the suspicions of me being on crack. .

[Prologue]

He was dead.

Somehow...somewhere...something went dreadfully wrong. No matter how he tried to analyze just exactly where it went wrong, it all came back to one thing.

He was dead.

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When was the last time he cried? He never cried. Not even when she died. He wasn't a man who would shed a tear so easily.

And yet…and yet, he's crying now.

Streams of the hateful liquid poured down his cheeks, falling down onto the lifeless body beneath him.

Only God knows how long he had spent kneeling there, bloodied and crying.

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A few of them came to the funeral. His friends and family. The man didn't dare show his face until he was positive everyone else has left home. Then and only then did he appear before the grave.

He cried. Again.

~~ To be Continued

Author's Notes: I swear I'm high on something. -.-;; As if I didn't say this enough times, but I'll say it again: This fic is completely AU, although I did keep the fact that Crawford was an assassin. It was either he being an assassin or being in a gang… Either way, I'm STILL on crack.