Glitch had been asleep for hours, not moving. He just under the think covers of his bed and slept, like he was dead. Morning was quickly approaching and Cain stood silently on the balcony of the scientist's room, leaning heavily on the railing.
He could still hear Glitch's screams, they were echoing inside his head, and it made his head hurt. Casting a look over his shoulder at the sleeping man, he sighed heavily.
"By gods, he better be alright." he whispered harshly, as he turned back to the rising suns. He felt like they had taken a step forward and then back again. It was frustrating to the Ex-Tin Man.
When he heard the mumble from behind him, he turned to see Glitch talking quietly in his sleep, then slowly he started to turn his head, rather violently. Swallowing past the lump in his throat by the pleas of 'Please, no.', he stepped forward and lightly shook the sleeping man.
"Glitch? Wake up," Cain said lightly
"Cain?" Came the unsure question, followed by wide brown eyes.
"Hey, Headcase," he said fondly. But he wasn't ready when Glitch flung himself at him, clinging hopelessly to his chest.
They sat like that silently, one trying to burrow deep into the other chest. It seemed completely normal to Cain, and he couldn't figure out why. Almost as if this was a perfect moment, as Glitch fell into a peaceful sleep once more.
Slowly Cain shifted the two of them, and decided to take a nap of his own, leaning on the headboard.
Cain once read in a book, "Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember. We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future.", and as he sat on Glitch's bed this singular quote popped into his head.
He had woken an hour ago, a minute, a day? He couldn't really tell, time seemed to crawl. But he was completely content on staying here.
-x-
Days past and slowly Glitch became Ambrose, and he started to treat everyone more distant. Handshakes instead of hugs, nods instead of smiles, and Cain seemed to imagine that Glitch...no Ambrose didn't have Rhythm. That, the soul that had, had the rhythm was gone, he imagined, lost within the never ending thoughts and plans.
He had been pulled a side not three days after the surgery by the queen.
"Mr.Cain , you must understand," she said regally "you and Ambrose are from two very different worlds."
"What do you mean?" Cain said, brow knitted
"Your classes, yours and Ambrose's cannot mix." She said looking at him sternly "It cannot be, I see the way you look at him, Mr.Cain and it is not meant to be."
"It didn't matter before, so why now?" he snapped
"He is my advisor once again, and I cannot have him distracted." she left it at that and stood, and then walked out of the room.
Gl...Ambrose didn't speak to him anymore, never came near him, or Raw for that matter. As if they hadn't saved the O.Z. together and as if Cain hadn't fell in...no he hadn't. He couldn't, he was a Tin Man.
"Hey Cain." said D.G. when she found the man brooding over his morning coffee.
"Hey kiddo." he gave her a small waning smile
"What's going on, you and Glitch don't talk to each other anymore?" the obviously confused girl asked.
"D.G. do you know anything about class?" he said glaring at his coffee.
"Well sort of."
"The queen made it clear, since I am a Working class citizen and Glitch ,obviously is nobility we can't mix."
"Well who cares! It's your life, not hers!" she snapped stomping her foot.
"It matters to the entire O.Z., there is nothing we can do." Cain set his coffee down and turned towards the door.
"You better go talk to him, I'll talk to my mother, me and Az will, you deserve to be happy too." D.G. said to his retreating back.
"I wish that were true kid." he said without even stopping to think about what she had said.
-x-
Ambrose sat in a high back chair in the library, book balanced on his knee as he read. So he didn't notice the two princesses as they walked in. Nor did he notice the queen following her daughters nervously.
"Hiya, Ambrose" D.G. said happily making the scientist jump.
"Hello, your majesties." he said simply
"Ambrose," said the queen sitting in the chair across from him "what are your feeling towards Mr.Cain?"
"He's a good man and Tin Man, why?" he answered
"Not your thoughts!" Azkadellia said simpily "Your feelings"
"Well I love him." he said in a Glitch-like way before he slapped a hand over his mouth. "What I mean is, er uh..." he looked confused for a minute.
"See mother, Mr.Cain isn't the only one." but as Azkadellia said this the library doors flew open and Raw stood in the door.
"Cain gone."
Ambrose sat stalk still, "He left?"
