Word Count: 143

Rating: K

Pairing: None, Shinigami centered.

Summary: He had been waiting for so long.


He couldn't help but to stare into golden orbs.

These eyes held the future that he had dreamed of for so long. They would see hope blossom and order would be renewed, even if he wouldn't live to see it himself.

He chuckled to himself and Excalibur could've sworn that he was witnessing his friend descend into delirium if it wasn't because said chuckled was followed by a heartbreaking sob.

Excalibur didn't remove his eyes from the image in front of them. "You should be proud, fool."

"I am," he said as another crack made its way to his mask.

He had been waiting for years, or had it been eons? He wasn't sure, but it felt sure like an eternity. At long last his son was about to succeed him, and there were no words to describe how happy it made him.


A/N: Sorry for being away for so long. The writing bug just bit me and I had to come back to these things, I couldn't abandon them. Hopefully someone still reads them.