Maybe Tomorrow...

He waits.

He fidgets.

He shakes his head.

He fingers the note in his pocket.

She walks over to him.

He gulps.

'What do you want?'

She's angry. Damn

'I... Just... Uh...'

He fidgets more. Just give it to her!

'Never-mind, my oh-so voluptuous babe.'

He loses his nerve and slips up.

She yells in disgust and slaps him.

Maybe tomorrow.

He sits.

He fidgets.

He takes deep breaths.

He scratches his head and sighs.

'How long can you keep this up? Keep procrastinating?'

He'll keep it up until he gets it right.

'Till he finally lets those three words slip from his mouth.

'Till he finally...

Finally...

Pushes her away?

Says something so utterly disgusting...

She doesn't want anything to do with him?

He pulls his headband off, his red hair falls free.

He twirls a lock on his finger.

Maybe tomorrow.

He slices.

He punches.

He jumps around.

He breaths heavily.

The dragon leaves him to attack Sheena, who is busy summoning.

His eyes widen.

He panics.

'Hey, ya stupid lizard! Over here!'

He yells, running past a defeated Collette and Genis.

His heart pounds, he closes his eyes, and he stabs randomly.

The dragon roars and turns around to snap him up in it's jaws.

Zelos opens his eyes a second too late.

He's in it's mouth.

Soaked with it's drool.

Okay.

Gross.

Pain shoots through him as it shakes him.

He yells out.

The world goes black.

At least he saved her.

Right?

Hours later.

The world returns to normal.

Almost.

It tilts and slides and everything is split in two.

He notices a blurry figure in the doorway.

The figure sits next to him, and he realizes who it is.

'Sheena?'

Her name slips out of it's own accord.

The figure nods.

Something wet plops onto his face.

He hears a stifled sob.

He's suddenly aware, in this instance...

that he is going to die.

But...

So many things left unsaid.

Could he fit it all in the time he had left?

'How long?'

He croaks, relaxing a bit.

Sheena bites her lip.

'Until tomorrow.'

He laughs a little.

How ironic.

'Sheena?'

Zelos reaches out for her hands.

He feels her start to shake.

'I was going to wait...'

Maybe tomorrow... Maybe not.

Tomorrow isn't far enough away, it seems.

How long can you keep this up? Keep procrastinating?

'I love you.'

And she cries harder.

Ending on a Note-

This was an incredibly short, fluffy, heck, even sappy fic. Do not expect many more fics this sappy, nor very many fics in this format. U: (Really, don't. You'll be disappointed.)

I hate writing like this, but a dear friend of mine requested it. cough-bribedmewithcookiesandthe7thvolumeofyuyuhakusho-cough

This format is a bit too... easy. It's really emo-ish, too. It's just not any fun to read, nor to write. (In my very HUMBLE opinion.)

If I want a story to be this poetic, it will be a poem. Seriously. This probably reads like I was stoned or something. But, I digress.

Either way, thank you very much for reading.

[Rapture