So, here I am, yet again with a new thing. I freakin' love Street Fighter, it is so much fun and the animated movies are amazing (DO NOT GET ME STARTED ON THE LIVE ONES! *RAGE*) so yeah, I'm a big fan. And my favorite pairing in Street Fighter is Guile/Charlie. And damnit, there is not enough out there for them! THEREFORE, I am writing oneshots for them! The only problem is, I'm still getting into Street Fighter and all, so not all of my facts may be correct, same for their personalities, but it's fanfiction. I'm going to do my best to keep them the way they are, but if they aren't I apologize. Well, here we go!
Guile slowly unlocked the door to his home, their home, completely numb from recent events. He shut the door again quietly and set his keys on the table before slowly walking through the house. It was clear to anyone who came in that the house was home to two people, especially from the pictures that were out, as well as the different aspects that reflected two different people; two bookcases, one filled with books, the other movies, but both held a variety that were favorites to one person or the other or sometimes both. The pictures were of happy times, showing the two men grinning or holding each other.
Guile simply walked past all of this as he opened the door to the bedroom, the king sized bed in the middle clearly holding a place for two. He slowly stripped himself down to his boxers and turned to the bed, his mind and heart suddenly thawing as he stared at the cold bed. His hands clenched into fists as he tried to keep himself in check, but he shook slightly as he stared at the furniture as if it were his greatest enemy; at the moment it was.
The U.S. Air Force Major shook his head and grabbed the comforter on his side of the bed and pulled it down, forcing himself to climb into the bed. He lay on his back and pulled the blankets up, placing his hands behind his head as he stared at the ceiling. It was quiet, perfectly quiet and still; there were no noises coming from the bathroom or another person walking into the bedroom. Guile kept himself focused on the ceiling, not allowing himself to think about how cold the sheets were without another body next to him.
Guile sighed quietly, finally starting to drift off and rolled onto his side, his body moving closer to the other side of the bed; he froze when the cool sheets touched his skin and the scent of his lover reached his senses. Guile couldn't hold himself back anymore and a choked sob escaped his lips as his hand fisted the sheets on the bed.
"Charlie…" he whispered his lover's name, fighting back tears. He'd just returned home from his mission of tracking his superior, best friend and lover. He'd met up with him, as well as Chun-Li and they had fought their way as far as they could together before Bison had cornered them. Charlie had sent them on ahead, staying behind to make sure Guile and Chun-Li escaped.
"Why…I can't…you idiot, you just had to stay behind…" he trailed off as the tears finally fought their way free, falling down his face as he moved closer to Charlie's side of their bed, his hands moving to grip the pillow that lay there. "I need you…" he whispered out, his voice breaking.
Guile spent his first night without Charlie by his side awake and crying before he vowed that he would do everything in his power to avenge his lover.
Yeah…it's short and all, but it's my first oneshot for them, so I'm proud of it. Anyways, I'll be doing more as I think of them. Might even do some things for other characters too. This also includes OCs, mine or someone else's if they request so…if you have a request for something with Street Fighter, just let me know! I'll see if I can manage it if you do! Send me a PM or tell me in review! Later guys!