OMG Aku/Roku my first, Im hoping I will add more pairs to this, but right now, it's a one shot.
Disclaimer: Um, not mine, not canon, heck, the canon story is not REAL!
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He watched the clouds drift by as the castle grew quiet. The long black robes rustled in the wind as they sat there, eating there ice cream. The fiery red hair was vivid next to the golden warmth twirling in the wind beside him. The blue ice cream was sticky and staring to drip down their slender fingers as they leaned against the large black six behind them, the ticking of the grand clock reverberating behind them.
There was a soft glow in the dusk and there eyes traveled around, the emeralds staring down at all the little people, and the sapphires gazing at the light shadow of the moon. The older one asked how high the other thought they were, they both looked down, and started speculating. Then the younger one asked how far the other thought the moon was. The older boy laughed and said, once, he learned it from some book, but it was before.
Then they looked at each other, and the younger asked how much the other remembered. The older one said he recalled everything. The younger golden boy shifted his eyes down and could only lick his ice cream. He asks what its like to exist, to feel your heart. The older man says it is unexplainable. There are no words he says. And the younger man begins to think
He asks if the older man meant what he said, that he can feel around him, and the other answers yes. And the younger one chuckles, and says then, he knows what it is like to have a heart.
They stare, and the older make pulls back his red hair, he asks if the other feels funny, warm. The younger nods, says he is short of breath also. Then the older drops his ice cream stick, licking his fingers, and asks if he feels like doing something completely nuts. The younger one finishes off his, and hears the rattle as it is hurled against the back of the clock. In seconds, his back is to the clock also, his neck falling in the curve of the great six. He says yes as the older man shifts over facing him. The younger waits for the dastardly scheme to come out, but the emerald eyes he dives into only grow deep. The other pulls the younger man to him, embracing him.
The younger man is stiff for moments before he melts, and they lean back as the ticking and chimes begin to swell, they are deafened, but as the sky grows orange they merely pull closer. There fingers are sticky, and so are there lips as they pull back and stare at each other, fingers entwined .A fire starts in them, as the embers begin to glow. Their eyes flutter shut, and they fall backward against the clock, a genuine smile on there lips.
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