Disclaimer: I don't own Shadow of Destiny. SPOILERS AHEAD! SPOILERS AHEAD! Many thanks to E.C.H.O, my first and most likely only reviewer. Warning! Slash! Boy/boy relationships, namely Homunculus and Eike. I am so proud of myself! I got all the endings in just under 3 days! Ending C was depressing! I nearly cried. Anyway, enough of my ramblings. Go read, shoo!

"speech"

'thoughts'

(Edit: Again, now easier to read.)

Eike awoke, feeling a bit detached, and still a little nauseous but otherwise fine. He began to take stock of himself; he was lying down, head on something soft. His hair was loose around his shoulders and someone was running their fingers through it. His jacket was pillowing his lower back and there was little or no sound at all, informing him that he was in Homunculus's domain. He kept his eyes closed, simply enjoying the sensation of cool fingers running over his scalp.

"Hello Eike. How are things?" It was their traditional greeting, and he felt himself smile slightly.

"Well let's see; I got poisoned, went through all the trouble to get the Antidote, and it didn't work." He could see the demons smirk in his minds eye.

"Well, actually, it did work." Cerulean eyes snapped open.

"What the hell do you mean it worked?" Homunculus's chuckle echoed around the desolate room.

"You aren't dead."

"Then why am I here?" The black haired creation turned away translucent cheeks slightly colored.

"You needed to recover. You can't change your fate if you're incapacitated." The blondes eyes narrowed, but he decided to leave it be for the time being.

"What happened to me?" Homunculus's normal expression had returned and he shot Eike a smirk.

"You suffered an allergic reaction to the Sea Hare poison antidote." Eike closed his eyes and sighed.

"Only me." Cool lips descended on his, surprising him into a most undignified squeak. Then the bottom dropped out of his stomach.

The American opened his eyes to find himself standing outside the bar, as he had been hair neatly tied and jacket closed, empty Antidote bottle in his hand.

"See you around, Eike." The voice was no more then a whisper on the wind. Eike sighed again, and shook his head.

"Man, this is a really strange relationship." He jumped as his cell phone rang, and rang again. When he answered it his hands were shaking.

"Y-yes?"

"Eike, something's come up, and I need that book back. I'll be waiting for you at the Library tower." The blonde blinked as the line went dead then hung up. Eckart had sounded strange, almost strained.

'Wait a minute . . . The tower? Why would he want me to meet him there? Unless . . . Would he? If HE'S the killer then . . . But I have to go. I need to know the truth.'

Homunculus sagged and propped himself against the doorframe. Cursing his weak body the genie willed his form to its regular perch, and went limp. Conserving his energy, saving his strength for the next time Eike would need him.

Said blonde was having problems of his own.

"Locked!" Eike closed his eyes, his fears were being confirmed. There was no way out of it. He knew. He wasn't looking forward to it, yet, he was morbidly curious as he climbed the stairs. Would he be stabbed again? Maybe knocked unconscious and tossed off to make it look like a suicide. Or perhaps he'd be shot. That would be refreshing. He noted the rope at the top platform, maybe he could use that when he came back, but it looked old. Maybe if he went back a couple of years. To Sybilla's time perhaps? He took a deep breath and opened the trap door to the roof of the tower.

"Mr. Eckart?" Silence greeted him. Climbing the last few stairs he found his breath taken away with the beauty that lay spread out before him. Four strides took him to the edge, and then it dawned on him . . . 'I left the trapdoor open!' Suddenly he was flying over the railing, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH-" A flash of ice, then darkness.