This one is just because I like patterns … sorry.
It was hard these days to remember where he had come from. The years had gone by very fast, so full of things to do, he never had the time to feel regret or self-loathing for the past.
He wouldn't have been allowed to anyway. HE saw to it that any time sadness started rising, it would be removed.
HE could be so stubborn sometimes. But that's why he was still here in Japan, no longer travelling around the world like a fool.
HE doesn't let anyone know about the past, or the secrets that escape from tired lips. Every whisper shared between the two of them is a treasure, so even if they are silly frivolous things, every single word uttered is remembered forever.
His smile isn't fake anymore. It hasn't been since HE whacked him across the back of the head for being an idiot.
Your life isn't only yours! It belongs to those around you and who care for you!
HE cares. Even though HE is rough, rude, and mean, HE cares, the proof in the little things HE does.
The small smirk. The gentle pat on the shoulder. Listening when he needs to speak. It's all proof.
But the greatest way to know HE cares is when he wakes up in the morning, and HE is still there. HE woke up ages ago, but chose to stay.
He had always hated the tattoo on his back, the ugly black lines vibrant and sharp against pale skin, the phoenix tainting him as it boosts his magic. HE, even though being far more masculine, has such a gentle tattoo, a small flower that marks him as a warrior.
HE never said a word on his tattoo. When it was time to join, the bird stayed, but it now carried a flower. Not the mark of a warrior, but of a man accepting what has been, and what will be. He doesn't hate the phoenix anymore.
Everyone smiles when he laughs, accept for HIM. HE already knows. He never truly laughs unless they are alone. HE is the only one who has heard his true laughter, seen his true smiles. It's at those times that HE smiles too.
They are one of the most beautiful things in the world in his opinion.
He shows his love by always being there, by being the distraction when HE wants to be left alone, and by being calm around HIM.
HE always seems happier when they are alone, not that HE can be blamed.
No one watches them; no one gives a damn if they are together. It is just the two of them.
I love you Kurogane
He calls HIM by HIS proper name when they are alone.
Get some sleep Fai
And then Kurogane is all his and Fai is no longer the wizard. Fai is HIS.
Yeah just a little sweet thing that popped into my head and refused to leave.
Toodles and Love
Oky Verlo