The Prince of Fear
Yume
He was always so strong. He didn't have support like I do. He was alone, and yet he was so strong. He said fear is a useless emotion. That's what he told me every time I saw him before now. Now – now that strong man looks so fragile, and yet his eyes still hold that strength that draws me. I want to reach him, and yet he'd push me away. My outstretched hand... He won't accept him. Luca, accept my care, because I'm not strong like you, and I don't want to knock down someone who I look up to.
He laughed – that dark deep laugh that he was so known for. Dark eyes regarded Riou with contempt, mocking him; 'You can't beat me on your own. How pathetic.' Those eyes on him made Riou feel weak, despite the fact that the owner of those powerful eyes being on one knee and covered in arrows. It didn't fit Luca.
Shu's voice sounded distant, warning him not to get to close to the fallen and betrayed prince. He didn't listen though.
Riou moved closer, watching the other lurch forward and fall as his strength faded. He reached out, catching the heavier man. The army… They could think what they wanted, but that didn't change the fact that he looked up to Luca's power. Even when dead Luca caused other's to fall silent, to stare in awe. Even in death he could force the fear he so despised upon others.
Riou gently kissed blood matted hair, and gently laid him down on the dew-covered grass, a silent proclamation to the world: the Great Prince was dead.
Umm, yeah, my Luca/Riou piece for the world. Point out errors, or a better title. And read and review, please.