Title: A Tear
Autor: Bakashinimegami (I'm keeping it.)
Paring: 2x4, and someone likes someone else, but can I not tell you who, I
like to have some surprise.
Warning: Like almost all of my stories it's ANGST. What else is new.
Author's notes: My friend and I were talking about how she should write
some alternate pairings, and I thought I'd try it too. So here it is.
Disclaimer: It isn't mine. Probably why I write so much angst.
A tear. Duo's face on the screen held a single tear. Like a single drop of rain sent to announce the coming of a storm. He had talked to me about trivial matters. All of them expressed while he held back this one important piece of information. His eyes shine, but I cannot tell why. Is it like lightning on the dark clouds of rain, or the reflection of the sun off a lake? His apprehension is so thick I can almost taste it. It's salty, I think. It makes me think of the ocean. Vast. Large. Mysterious. Why is he apprehensive? Of how I'll react? To what? "Herro, he-he loves me back." It is a whisper, I almost miss it. He bursts out crying. Tears of joy, I now know. "Who?" "Quatre. I finally confessed." "That's good. I'm sure you'll be happy." We talked a while longer.
Duo loves Quatre.
After we hung up I sat there.
Quatre loves Duo.
Still as stone.
They're together.
A tear. Slowly it falls down my face.
What about me?
But it is not a tear of secret joy.
I love Duo.
It is a tear of secret sorrow.
-owari-
Bakashinimegami Co.
Bakas of the 2x5
A tear. Duo's face on the screen held a single tear. Like a single drop of rain sent to announce the coming of a storm. He had talked to me about trivial matters. All of them expressed while he held back this one important piece of information. His eyes shine, but I cannot tell why. Is it like lightning on the dark clouds of rain, or the reflection of the sun off a lake? His apprehension is so thick I can almost taste it. It's salty, I think. It makes me think of the ocean. Vast. Large. Mysterious. Why is he apprehensive? Of how I'll react? To what? "Herro, he-he loves me back." It is a whisper, I almost miss it. He bursts out crying. Tears of joy, I now know. "Who?" "Quatre. I finally confessed." "That's good. I'm sure you'll be happy." We talked a while longer.
Duo loves Quatre.
After we hung up I sat there.
Quatre loves Duo.
Still as stone.
They're together.
A tear. Slowly it falls down my face.
What about me?
But it is not a tear of secret joy.
I love Duo.
It is a tear of secret sorrow.
-owari-
Bakashinimegami Co.
Bakas of the 2x5