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RAN FUJIMIYA

A B Y S S I A N

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The possibility of dying old and sick in bed has never occured to me. Although the thought were somewhat more appealing than what I am now. Out in a crowded street feeling the warmth of my body as it slowly slips away from me and as does my life. But its probably ok considering the many times i could've possibly died since i've chosen this path. There was still time, yes. I have been wounded more severely, more brutaly than this, of course there was still time yet all of a sudden i just got tired of it all... the fighting... the killing ...the lost. Just when will it end? When will I end?

I remember seeing the blue horizon then, the clear and bright sky... so unlike the lives we've chosen... crimson... black. Did we ever had a choice?

"Hey I've got an idea!"

"That wouldn't be the first one, Omi"

Laughter... Maybe then I could've made myself believe that we were just normal guys, that the nights we spent in those dark alleys weren't real.

"No, really! Why don't we fill the van with flowers then travel the whole world selling them."

Ken made a face but the younger weiss paid no heid to it probably too eager for the others to hear his naive plans... thinking the missions were finally over but they weren't. It never did end..not even when his father died... when Perussia died.

"We'll open early morning then at night we can-"

"I think that's a good idea." Youji cut him off sentence. "Though we'll have to fix the audio system of that thing, it keeps sounding like crap whenever i turn the volume up."

"If you ask me nice enough then maybe i could sing for you guys instead." Ken said offhandedly eyes still fixed at the blue horizon that he didn't see the two weiss exchange ridiculed looks.

"Just fix the audio system won't you Omi?"

"Yep. First thing tomorrow"

"Hey-hey!"

Laughter... I remeber letting myself enjoy that day even letting myself believe to what Omi was planning. But once again I found myself hoping for too much...

"I told you before that if you leave weiss I'd go with you didn't I?" Ken's voice was bitter. I knew he said that recklessly and I would've told him that too if I didn't know any better.

"..."

"Tse, You've changed a lot since then, Aya -no, Ran. You no longer had that quincing look of hatred in your eyes, no longer the guy that kept saying 'its none of my business' and 'i don't care' all the time. But really at this time I don't know what i should be saying... should it be 'I'm happy for you' or-"

"Ken."

"Are you even happy about this, Aya!? Do you seriously think we should end this way? Is this all? We killed.. then we decide that we don't anymore so we just-"

Aya made a move to console the other man but he shrugged it off.

"What do we even call this? Retire? like we're some sort of military men? We retire?!"

Laughter... As it turns out it wasn't only I who've changed... At some point it was as though Ken took everything harder than Omi and I did yet i could do nothing... Just like before

"Hn. You know the Kritikers did found Yoji."

"..."

"It appears he was the only one to get out of this curse so easily... Amnesia. And to think that that old playboy never had any plans of tying himself up with a woman. Hehe... The funny part was that he got married." Ken laughed himself up almost insanely over something he never really thought of as funny when Rex told him of it the night before.

"That's good... Send him my best regards for me, will you?"

"Ran, what are you planning to do there?... Don't tell me you plan to knock your head off some lamp post in Germany and marry off too?"

"Maybe"

"Heh... There may just be hope for you yet, Aya Fujimiya."

"I'm going..."

I turned and left... Somehow I knew Ken wanted me to ask him to come but I didn't for I wasn't in any position to ask him anything... and it was for the better. I still believe it was.