Too Late~
Authors note: This is supposed to be an angst fic and its my first try so don't flame me if I sucked ^_^, oh also this is yaoi so be warned, Hiiro may seem a little OOC. P.S. the name "Hiiro" is the katagana translation of Hiiro's name.
Disclaimer: GW belongs to their rightful owners.
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I fingered the blade in my hand. Its cold steel touching my hand, sending shivers up my spine as a storm raged all around me. I look into my reflection, it taunted me, and laughed at what a fool I am. Follow my emotions, hmph, yeah right. If I really did, it wouldn't have been too late. Mission failed, Lowe... Mission failed...
~~~Flashback~~~
"Ai-aishiteru... Hiiro..." those last words were uttered as death took his claim. I could do nothing. It was a devastating battle, Death had to take one of us. We had cheated death too long.... we had survived in many battles when we shouldn't have. But in that last battle, Death had won. As I held him, I knew... I knew that I had turned away from my emotions, I let my humanity disappear. I saw love as a weakness… It hindered my fighting capacities.
He had tried to tell me for a long time, I turned my back and walked away, not accepting any kind of emotion from him.
~~~End~~~
I laughed, a cold hard laugh filled with self-disgust and regret. On that fateful day... I finally realized what love was. It was an ache deep within my chest. I ignored and pushed it away it at first, thinking it was just a foreign emotion that was useless. Totally useless.
Rain was pouring down hard, blurring my vision and soaking me to the skin. It was cold, but I ignored the freezing air. Lightning crackled and shown as the rain shot down from the heavens. I looked towards the sky, towards where most people believed, was heaven. I chuckled softly, a slightly mad chuckle.
"You had never believed in heaven... have you? You believed in hell…"
The blade was still in my hand... It was highly polished and made of steel, it was also very sharp. I smiled grimly and thought '2 little cuts should do it...' I place the blade over my left wrist... as I added pressure to the blade a new image entered my mind, one that I tried so hard to ignore, because it would've prevented me from joining him.
'Live...onegai...live....' he had murmured... as I had set him down on the broken and charred concrete surrounded by the odor of Death and destruction.
"Hai... Duo, wait for me in hell... when it is time…" the blade slipped from my hand as tears mingled with the rain pouring down. I slowly walked back through the shadows, and hid my pain. I put on an unemotional face. A façade of my past expression. I will live for Duo… I'll tell him, when I get there, "Aishiteru…" and "Gomen… for being too late."
Authors note: This is supposed to be an angst fic and its my first try so don't flame me if I sucked ^_^, oh also this is yaoi so be warned, Hiiro may seem a little OOC. P.S. the name "Hiiro" is the katagana translation of Hiiro's name.
Disclaimer: GW belongs to their rightful owners.
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I fingered the blade in my hand. Its cold steel touching my hand, sending shivers up my spine as a storm raged all around me. I look into my reflection, it taunted me, and laughed at what a fool I am. Follow my emotions, hmph, yeah right. If I really did, it wouldn't have been too late. Mission failed, Lowe... Mission failed...
~~~Flashback~~~
"Ai-aishiteru... Hiiro..." those last words were uttered as death took his claim. I could do nothing. It was a devastating battle, Death had to take one of us. We had cheated death too long.... we had survived in many battles when we shouldn't have. But in that last battle, Death had won. As I held him, I knew... I knew that I had turned away from my emotions, I let my humanity disappear. I saw love as a weakness… It hindered my fighting capacities.
He had tried to tell me for a long time, I turned my back and walked away, not accepting any kind of emotion from him.
~~~End~~~
I laughed, a cold hard laugh filled with self-disgust and regret. On that fateful day... I finally realized what love was. It was an ache deep within my chest. I ignored and pushed it away it at first, thinking it was just a foreign emotion that was useless. Totally useless.
Rain was pouring down hard, blurring my vision and soaking me to the skin. It was cold, but I ignored the freezing air. Lightning crackled and shown as the rain shot down from the heavens. I looked towards the sky, towards where most people believed, was heaven. I chuckled softly, a slightly mad chuckle.
"You had never believed in heaven... have you? You believed in hell…"
The blade was still in my hand... It was highly polished and made of steel, it was also very sharp. I smiled grimly and thought '2 little cuts should do it...' I place the blade over my left wrist... as I added pressure to the blade a new image entered my mind, one that I tried so hard to ignore, because it would've prevented me from joining him.
'Live...onegai...live....' he had murmured... as I had set him down on the broken and charred concrete surrounded by the odor of Death and destruction.
"Hai... Duo, wait for me in hell... when it is time…" the blade slipped from my hand as tears mingled with the rain pouring down. I slowly walked back through the shadows, and hid my pain. I put on an unemotional face. A façade of my past expression. I will live for Duo… I'll tell him, when I get there, "Aishiteru…" and "Gomen… for being too late."