Oooh, last chapter. How will it all end? *Warning-sappiness-Warning-mushiness*
Iori took a step back. Not now. He could not bear to touch Kyo now. He wanted desperately to crawl under a rock, wanted nothing more, but that was no longer an option. Kyo was now close enough that he could smell alcohol and see tear stains streaking the younger man's face. Iori tensed himself for a quick fight-just gain enough advantage to slip away- but Kyo assumed no fighting stance. He drew his hand back slowly and Iori thought Kyo would slap him, but the hand came to rest lightly on his cheek while the other twined itself in the hair at the back of his head.
Iori was too stunned by this touch to react and stared into Kyo's eyes, which were wide and dark, shining with welling tears. Kyo's eyes locked on Iori's and his lips moved. 'I'm sorry,' he mouthed, dark eyes imploring. Iori nodded and slipped his arms around Kyo's shoulders, drawing him close. Kyo lowered his head and laid his cheek against Iori's chest. He could hear the other's heartbeat. It seemed mournful and every other beat had a barely noticeable split-second pause; fragmented. Broken. "I'm sorry," Kyo whispered again. Iori looked down, his lips against Kyo's silky hair. "So am I."
Another fractured heartbeat, and the two moved back from each other. Their hands found each other, clasping and twining. Both men stood with bowed heads at bent arms' distance as the sun slipped past the horizon. As dark laid claim to the scene Iori slid his hands from Kyo's and slowly walked away, a single tear leaving its gleaming trail down his cheek. Kyo watched Iori's retreating silhouette and placed his hand over his heart. There was a tiny split every other beat. A soft warmth rubbed his ankles and he looked down to see Snox. He bent and stroked the tabby's back, then straightened and watched her trot away in the direction Iori had gone.
Fin
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