I'm back... From somewhere I guess, meh, I just want to flush it all away darn it.

As much as possible, starting for the next drabble, author notes will be as minimal as possible.

Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of the Abyss, it rightfully belongs to its respectful owners.

For the Pairing: Sync the Tempest and Arietta the Wild

Number of words: 100


1. Realization

All she ever wanted after her unexpected and sudden replacement was to get him back, back to her side, for her to protect him with her unwavering loyalty. But now she lies on the cold ground, with every gasp of air burning her lungs, it had led her to illusions.

Reaching for that imaginary hand, she recalls, those words he had said to her, tormented her, left her in tears.

The image fades with what she swore a cruel sneer, her hand stops, dropping abruptly onto the ground, eyes welling up for the last time.

Sync was right after all.


A/N: Rishou might probably kill me (or something not so close to that, hopefully) after she finds about this, but I swear if she ever did see this, this is helping me to get all loose about these two, I promise.