Title: Sky through your heart
Rating: G
Genre: Friendship
Summary: "Yes, I'm still flying in the sky, sometimes…". Based roughly on episode 9, Gaoranger.
SKY THROUGH YOUR HEART
GaoYellow, who's used to be known as Washio Gaku, extended a hand on GaoEagle's left wing, he stood toward the giant golden bird, facing the fierce green eyes.
"Are the scars alright?"
It was GaoEagle who's been hurt from the previous battle, but that seemed to not be a very important matter anymore.
"This is when Riida get envious... I wish I could understand your heart." He ran his hand through the wing, caressing the seemed to be wounded spot.
The eagle was a special existence for Yellow.
Things just simply happened to him. A normal person who suddenly be pulled into the life that fight everyday. It wasn't like that he hasn't been fighting before, he was a member of the Air Force. Sacrificing was required, lives and deaths were the subjects among the fellow pilots. But this was different. It was always different. It was a fight with loneliness and perplexity.
You can not put it, nor that you can throw it away. Sometimes he though of how to be a wandering heart like that eagle, like him. Living the life with lonesome and freedom.
Sometimes he felt himself become the eagle.
Words does not lead, it was the bond that they've been tied since eternity, it was always there, though hard to certain, but it was always there.
The golden bird shouted the callings for Yellow, showing that he has been fine. He turned his back against the human companion and positioned himself to fly.
"Wonder where you're going…"
He's used to had enough of his power, been angry of not having enough plucklessness, been lonely in that one-way path of fighting evil, been impatience in which he'd always ended up asking if there was any possibilities that complicated life would come to an end…
And every times, every single times, he would come here, to sit at the respected rugged rock-top, the giant golden wings hovered over him. The bird would begin to talk in silence, led him to the sky invited.
And as quiet as he could be, the bird jumped up the sky.
He watched as the wind bowed in the dome shapes, the entire world became small under his wings.
The bird shook his visible feathers, carried Yellow's idle though away. In a moment, they'd become one.
Yellow smiled, his hair auburned with the late sunshine. He repeated his words gracefully.
"Yes, I'm still flying in the sky, sometimes…"
Another story! This one is about Yellow and GaoEagle though, since the idea just kinda stuck in my head for a pretty long time.