Just a very short one shot that came out of my head this morning. I don't know why, but it just came to me. Not quite yaoi, but definitely shonen ai. If you don't like it, then don't read.

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"Aya." I called knowing that he would not answer. He lay beside me with his beautiful hair framing his face. He was always more beautiful this way. Calm. Serene. No one else sees him this way though. I think I'm a bit selfish, keeping this side of him for myself, but I don't care. I need him. He's the only thing keeping me alive right now. If I didn't have his joy in my life, I would just be an empty shell. He makes me laugh, cry, enjoy life. I put down the book I was reading and take off my glasses. I want to stay here and take in every detail of him. I could stay like this forever.

He stirs and opens his eyes. "Gure?" he asks sleepily looking up at me with those beautifully innocent eyes. Those eyes that I get lost in whenever he looks at me. His love is always pouring out of those golden eyes. His love for me.

"I'm here." I say while pushing a stray strand of silver hair away from his face. He looks away sadly and I cup his chin to turn his face towards me. I know what's bothering him even when he won't meet my gaze. "Look at me." I know he won't, but I needed to break the silence. He tries again to turn his face away from me, and I let go of his beautiful face so that I can hold him against my chest. He sighs and melts into me. I hold him for awhile longer just waiting for him to ask the inevitable. It always comes in the morning. Wonderful nights were always followed by uncertain mornings.

"Shigure-san...?" he said muffled in my chest.

"Why are you suddenly being formal with me, Aya?" I say softly, but I know why. He's feeling guilty about asking. This one time, I just wished that he wouldn't ask. Wouldn't make me answer him cheerfully again.

"Its just... I..." He paused, not able to answer my question. Then he asks it. "We... We can't stay like this forever, can we?" He said sadly and I could tell that tears were falling this time. What can you say to a question like that? Especially when its someone you love? Do you tell the truth or do you keep feeding him the sweet lies that you always have? I don't want to lie anymore, but I want to believe that this moment will last forever. My right hand strays and starts fingering his hair. I hug him tighter as he waits patiently for my answer. I can still tell that he is crying softly and I can't help feeling the sting of tears in my own eyes.

"Aya." He moved to look into my eyes. His were dewy with recently shed tears, but he wasn't making any effort to hide them now. He smiled slightly when he saw the same mist in my eyes. He reached up and pulled my face to his, placing a small kiss on my lips.

"I know. I've always known, but we can pretend a little while longer." he said smiling. I nodded and held him close. I let my hand trace light patterns on his back as his tears dried. His breathing slowed as he had fallen back asleep. Maybe this morning could be different. Maybe it will last forever. At least in his dreams.