In Ice We Grieve
A/N: This is a Leon/D death fic. Yeah yeah it's all sad and such. I am a angst mood these days...
He remembers...
D threw himself upon his silken lined bed and shifted his hot cup of chocolate in his hands. His mutli-colored eyes stung with hot tears as images flashed in his depressed mind. The warmth of his cup caused his memories to reappear.
Warmth...
The word repeated itself in his head, a ideal he had not know only week ago, when he and Leon had went to a small vacation. For his own selfish reasons, he had wanted to attain a rare breed of snow leopard. Leon was dragged along only because he thought he could teach him a little something about animals, and responsibility. Only it didn't go as planned.
The wind had started to grow more furious and whipped about his small fragile body, though cloaked deeply in a large coat, he still shivered. Leon seemed fine, or was he just acting it? The count didn't have the slightest notion, He only cared about traveling, trying to find the hidden den of the leopard.
He didn't notice the temperature drop to below 0, only Leon did. D ignored his frequent warnings; he was too into finding this cat. But to no avail, Leon tackled him into a nearest cave, the sounds outside where horrible. It was as if the ground had decided to shiver of a few layers of soft loose snow. A avalanche, D shivered and looked to the now covered entrance.
Leon sighed and looked to D with a sympathetic look, he seemed concerned. D looked down and noticed he was soaked with sweat from his stress of looking. He was also shivering; Leon kindly slipped his own jacket onto D and hugged him to his body. D didn't object the warmth was inviting, besides this is just how he pictured him and Leon should always be like. In each others arms.
D slowly leaned his head against Leon's chest, his breathing was stagnant and seemed to be long deep inhales quickly, D took it as a sign of fatigue from their long journey. His head was to clogged to really think.
He didn't seem to mind when sleep seemed to take over his senses, his head dropped and his breathing softened, the warmth of Leon was wonderful. He didn't want to leave, not just yet.
Despair...
D sighed in his bed, still the tears ran, the pure image of the night swirled through out his mind. He couldn't believe the way he thought he had been thinking. He had dragged Leon with him on this trip, then to boot, when Leon removed his only use of warmth just for D, who would have probably not died in this type of weather, the only thing he was thinking was how wonderful it was in Leon's arms. How warm it felt, and inviting and how Leon must have truly cared for him.
The inevitable...
D woke up in what seemed like hours, he was cold again and his body sent violent spasms up his spine, forcing his eyes open. He thought he was alone, numb he couldn't really feel much of anything. Did Leon leave to gather wood? He looked over to the entrance, yep, the snow was thawing but it wasn't enough for either to leave. But where was he? He moved his hand and it landed on something cold.
His eyes widened as he realized just what it was, Leon. D jumped pushing Leon from him. Tears started to force themselves and fall down his numb cheeks, making a strange burning sensation on his cheeks. Leon was slumped forward, eyes screwed shut, a look of peace and finality was spread on his grim face. D pushed his fragile hands on Leon's chest, it was cold, stiff with frigid ice. Leon couldn't be dead, he just couldn't be dead.
D shook him, he already knew the inevitable, but he denied it, denied his detective had left him, and for what? To protect D, to protect him from this fate. D shook and stood; he leaned on the thawing snow and started to scrape away at it. It took only hours before he was able to pull him and Leon from the dreaded cave.
The sun was warming, but not as inviting as Leon, D cringed at the thought and cried again. The tears didn't stop coming, they didn't stop when he brought Leon back to the shop, nor when he buried Leon, in the grave he had dedicated for his love, one whom wouldn't even have known it.
A/N: Thank you for reading, but please review??