A/N: This story is, by far, the shortest and most confusing story yet. It was inspired by me looking at a mirror (a given) and thinking how cool it would be if my reflection just started to come out towards me. –shrugs- Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I pwn at video games, yet I own none of these spiffy characters.
-----Mirror Mirror-----
A mirror stood at the edge of the room. Reflected in its almost puzzling structure stood a man. Not a burly man, yet not an entirely effeminate man. Yet a man all the same. Or perhaps it was a boy... caught between the border separating the men from the boys.
Clever things, mirrors were. If you stood in front of one too long, you might begin to believe there's another being in there. Gently ghosting a hand over the invisible layer in the mirror, the boy stared in wonder at boy inside who almost appeared to be mimicking him. Running a hand through his slightly spiky hair, he let it silently fall to trail along his face over his bright and seemingly innocent eyes down to his lips. They weren't full but then again, they were far from thin. He let his fingertips rest there for a bit before closing his eyes and letting out a gentle sigh. No alarm rang through his body as he felt two gangly arms wrap around his middle, pulling him forward. He just let his eyes flutter open, only to go half-lidded in adoration as the boy in the mirror gently traced patterns across his hips, a sly smirk gracing his pale face.
Was it so odd?
The boy leaned forward and pressed his head to the mirror boy's bangs. Reaching into the mirror, his arms sought there way around the chest of the other, pulling him out of his imprisonment. Stepping gracefully through the rims of the mirror, the identical boy smiled and led the other away from the reflecting contraption towards the other end of the room. As the two climbed into a bed almost twice their size, a curious white mouse scampered across the floor towards the mirror, its whiskers swishing from side to side. It picked itself up onto its hind legs and gazed at the mirror thoughtfully. Only, it did not see a reflection. In fact, it saw nothing at all. Climbing up the rims of the mirror, the mouse tossed its head from side to side before tenderly poking its head through the rims.
No glass.
Quickly climbing down the opposite side of the mirror, it fled into a hole in the wall, not daring to look back at the mirror with no glass.
----No nunca nada
