Chapter three: Dragons and Doves (Warning.. I think Yue is slightly OOC)

Eriol sat back starring at Yue who was curled up by the fireplace, in the same house Clow used to own. "Yue?"

Yue parted his gaze from the raging fire to face Eriol. Eriol was seated in the dark red chair, dressed in a black suit, around his neck was the now useless sun staff key. Shaking his head lightly, Yue straightened his wings. "Hai."

"Are you just going to sit there starring at the fire?" Eriol swiped his bangs from his face and smiled at the moon guardian.

"Am I not allowed to look at the fire?" Yue closed his eyes. "I think fire intrigues me. It gives large amounts of energy, but yet causes so much damage. It seems so happy dancing along the log, and then it moves along from kindling to long till it burns brightly. However, the fires beauty is short lived. In that aspect fire reminds me of Clow. He was so powerful and loving that when he realized that he gave into a mortal desire, he found it to be too much."

"Is there not a thing in this world that does not remind you of Clow?"

Yue blushed and turned his head away from Eriol, his gaze drawn right back to the fire. "I don't know. He is the only true love I have ever known."

"How do you expect to find another, if you dwell on him?" Eriol pulled his glasses off and sat back in the chair closing his eyes.

"Eriol, how did he die?"

Eriol shook his head. "I really don't think you want to know how he died Yue. It was not a pretty death."

"Death is never pretty." Yue looked over at Eriol his face which was normally so serene, now filled with sadness.

"Yue... I really don't want to talk about it."

"Okay." Yue closed his eyes and arched his wings against his body. "Did it hurt him?"

"Of course." Eriol shook his head. "Yue, he slit his wrists. He made me swear never to tell you." Eriol held his wrists out, they were both marked with fading scars. "See. He bled for 2 hours before he drew in his last breath he was sitting there the book long since sat on the table, holding the knife in his hand he drew a faint slash making progressively deeper than the last. As his blood pooled on the wooden floor, he fell forward his soft black hair stained with traces of his blood."

Yue knelt down along Eriol's side looking at the scars on his wrists. Taking his hand tightly, he bent his head down and pressed a light kiss against the scar. "I understand why it hurts so much. These scars are just as much yours as they are his."

Eriol trembled at the close contact from the moon guardian. "I…" Eriol pulled his hand away from him.

"Tell me you didn't try to?" Yue's face filled with concern.

"I have lost everything. My guardians died, my fiancee ran off with a 16-year-old boy she's marrying, I have no true magic and I lost the respect of you and Keroberus by being so spiteful after Ruby and Spinel died."

"You never lost my respect Eriol. It is hard to live up to be someone else. At times I think it was wrong for Clow to meddle in fate. Making you live up to his ideals and dreams was cruel. It gave you no chance to be Eriol only Clow Read's reincarnation." Yue knelt down in front of him and gazed up at him. "Honestly, I want to know about Eriol Hiiragizawa, Not Clow Read. I want to know what you think, not what Clow would have thought."

"I am not important. I was supposed to make you smile not you try to cheer me up."

"I am not the one who slit their wrists am I?" Yue closed his eyes.

"No." Eriol sank back in the chair.

"Tell me what I can do for you. What anyone can do to make you happy?" Yue lifted his wings up in to the air and looked up at him.

"Give me a reason to live."

"Because, Even though I looked at you while you were bitter towards us with anger. I never once hated you. Because I understand what it feels like to have lost everything. You forget one thing Eriol, Clow was my everything." Yue wrapped his arms around Eriol.

"So you do understand?" Eriol closed his eyes. "Do you know why I followed so close after you?"

"Because... You were lonely." Yue looked up at him quizzically.

"No, Because all along even when I had to hurt you. I loved you. That is why Kaho left me, because one night I said your name instead of hers when she kissed me."

Yue blushed faintly. "Perhaps, it is fate."

"Perhaps." Eriol leaned forward, and pressed his lips to his forehead before cupping his chin in his hands and kissing him deeply.