Over
Disclaimer: I do not own Galactik Football and I make no money from this fanfiction.
Just a short fic inspired by Season 3 and this quotation: "There are two tragedies in life. One is not to get your heart's desire. The other is to get it."
Artegor pulled off his sunglasses and gazed at the setting sun, the dimming light still painful to his normally shielded eyes. He couldn't think of a logical reason that he was sitting alone on a beach but here he was. He'd never been fond of beaches; sand irritated him with the way it got into everything no matter what you did. The sound of waves wasn't as soothing as people seemed to suggest either. And yet here he was.
He had just been feeling this strange, overwhelming, sense of emptiness. He should have been happy; he had everything he wanted, everything he had craved; a coaching job for a great team and Aarch. He'd wanted Aarch for so long, spent every waking moment thinking about him and spent every night dreaming of him.
But that was the problem with obsessions- they were never meant to be fulfilled.
It had been perfect for the first few days but it had left him feeling slightly hollow. He'd built up Aarch too much over the years; his view of him had become distorted beyond belief. He was just human, Artegor had managed to forget over the years but perhaps that was the fault of the Smog. He'd seen his like a dark god, torturing him at every turn. Afterwards, when Aarch had saved him from the Smog withdrawal, he'd seen him as a guardian angel, watching over him.
It was only now that he saw how ridiculous he had been. He didn't know how he could have been so blind, how he could have lived his life like that for all those years.
But he knew it was over.
Depressing, huh? Review please; reviews really brighten my day!