Shot in the dark
Disclaimer: I don't own Pandora hearts.
This may contain spoilers for those who haven't read the latest chapter.
"Jack!" Gilbert said. His gun was pointed at Oz or was it Jack?
"So you figured it out" Oz said, smirking. Gilbert glared at him. Oscar couldn't believe it.
"But I thought Jack was a hero" Oscar said. Gilbert tightened his hold on his gun.
"It was a lie! He faked everything! He lied to us!" Gilbert said, through his teeth. He couldn't believe it. They had been played by the so called hero. Oz smirked.
"Whats wrong, Gil? What happen to your loyalty to me?" Oz asked, laughing slightly.
"My loyalty belongs to Oz, and Oz alone! I have no loyalty to you Jack!" the young raven said. Oz laughed.
"But don't you see I am Oz and Oz is me." The blond said. Earning another hard glare from the raven haired boy. Just then the ground started to shake. Gilbert looked in Oscars direction.
"Make sure, Ada is okay. I'll take care of Oz." Gilbert said. Oscar nodded and ran off to make sure everyone is fine. Gilbert turned to see Oz running off. He ran after. He ran though the alleyways. Oz smirked. He knew his precise Gil would chase him. Gilbert pushes him into a wall, pointing his gun at Oz.
"Can you really do it?" Oz asked, smirking. Gilbert loosened his hold on his gun. He looked down at the ground. Oz smirk grew. He knew he couldn't do it.
"No, I can't do it." Gilbert said, tears fell from his golden eyes. He let go of his hold on Oz. "Go ahead run off. I won't fight you." Gilbert said, keeping his eyes on the ground. He couldn't bare to watch his mater walk away. But even more he couldn't bare Break and all the others disappointed face when they found out he let Oz go, especially after Oz was reviled to be a trader. Oz cupped Gilbert's chin in his hands. Gilbert looked into his emerald eyes. Oz pressed his lips to Gilbert's. The young raven kissed back. Oz pulled away, taking Gilbert's hand in his; leading Gilbert out of the ally.
Break was in the dungeon. Tied to the same wall. "I really need to get out of here" he said, his wounds where starting to hurt a lot. He looked up at the ceiling. "I hope your okay, Lady Sharon." Break said. Then Vincent walked into the room. "What do you want, Nightray?" Break asked. Vincent smirked.
"Nothing much, Mad Hater." Vincent said, being the same arrogant man he always was.
"Than why don't you go bother your brother? Oh right he left you hanging for Oz" Break said, smirking. He knew how to get under Vincent's skin. It would be bittersweet he already knew. But very much worth it. Vincent growled at him.
"You are quiet rude, Hatter" Vincent said, slashing Break's half closed wound with a knife. Break wimped. Grinning his teeth he looked at Vincent. His face showed no pain but his eyes betrayed him. "Guess you can feel something after all" Vincent said, smirking. He then walked out. Break looked down at his bleeding chest. 'Lady Sharon...' Break's thoughts drifted off.
To be continued...