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A/N: This is just a little fic that's been bugging me for a while now, I'm still working on 'Nobody Wants To Be Lonely' but this needed to be written soon! I'll give a yellow cookie to each person who can guess whose POV this is. You'll find out in next chapter who's right when I change views! Anyway, enjoy!

You said that you trusted me; you said that even after all the ranger days you'd be here and care. But you lied, didn't you? You lied to me, after our powers were destroyed, you became colder, you knew I wouldn't be able to resist your charms, the innocence you held in your brown eyes deceived me over and over again.

Even now, as I stand in my doorway staring at your sleeping form, sprawled out on my bed, I know I'm in love. I shouldn't be in love; you'll leave me here all alone. In the morning, I know you'll be gone. Heaven knows when you'll be back. But still I cling onto all hope left in me that one day you'll stay.

A yawn escapes my lips as I walk away, I hear you mumble then call out my name, but I can't stop. You call again and I hear you climb out the bed, my eyes flicker closed for a moment, trying to compose myself before you come too close.

"Hey, are you ok?"

I refuse to look into your eyes, and I know you can tell. You follow me as I walk into the living room and sit down on the chair. I can't bear to look at your face; I know you'll persuade me to do whatever you want.

"I'm fine…" I mutter, although I don't know where those words came from.

I watch as you sit down and run your hand through that unruly hair, suddenly you're eyes lock with mine and I curse myself mentally, I can't tear my eyes away from your own. There's something ever-so hypnotising about your eyes, but you knew that already, didn't you?

"You look tired, how about we just sleep and talk in the morning."

"Oh, you mean you'll actually be here in the morning then?" My voice drips with the sarcasm I've perfected. "That'll be a first."

You roll your eyes and I can tell you wish you didn't say anything, but it's too late, your words have already left your mouth. No taking them back now…

"I'm sorry…" I laugh at the irony in your words. You don't mean anything by saying that. I can sense when you don't mean what you say.

"About what? The fact that I've never woke up with you still beside me? Or the fact you haven't opened up or even spoke to me as if I was more than just an acquaintance since we've been together?" I stand up, my temper's flying out of control, my fists ball up by my sides as I watch you struggle to answer.

"I-I'm sorry, about everything…"

"Where do you go anyway?"

You look up but I'm looking over at the doorway, I won't be dragged into those chocolate brown eyes now, not after everything I've managed to do. Holding back the tears that were threatening to pour from behind my eyes, I risk a glance at you. Your head it in your hands and I can't see you face at all; I roll my eyes in frustration. I knew it was futile to try and get you to answer. Pulling my jacket from the stool, I walk towards the door, when I reach for the handle you say something.

It's caught me off guard, what?

I spin around and face you, you're now walking towards me and within seconds I've melted, and my eyes are shut tightly as you lean me against the wall. I can't think straight, all I know is one of your hands in running down my side and as I squirm under your grasp, the other hand intertwines with my hair.

"Don't." I breathe, although it was a miracle that you even heard.

Maybe its because your heart is beating against my chest.

You pull away and I can see hurt flash across your eyes as you back away from me, I curse out loud and run my hand through my hair. You just stare at me blankly, something I'm used to, after all, what better way to pretend you don't know than just stare? I sigh and ask again, maybe this time you answer.

"Where do you go?"

"Out."

Wow, what an answer. I blink a couple of times, those damn tears are coming back again, how can I be so weak right now? I've never felt so vulnerable as I do right now, something in me stirs as you fall to your knees and weep. For a moment I stand, bewildered that you could switch emotions so quickly. Before my mind has chance to process anything, my heart's reaching out for you, I find myself kneeling in front of you and pulling you into me.

"Shhh…" I know it's useless trying to calm you; it's never worked before, why would it now?

But it worked.

You slowly pull away and stare up into my eyes, I see a new emotion floating in your eyes, I can't put my finger on it but whatever it is, it's tearing you apart. I place a hand on your soft cheek and rest my forehead against yours.

"Talk to me. Please."

I beg, hopefully I'll get through to you now, it seems to work as you're eyes stay staring through my own.

"He's dead…"

I'm stumped, what do I say? I didn't expect death to be part of it; maybe I'm being selfish?

"Who is?"

"My father…he's dead."

A fresh set of tears roll swiftly down your cheeks and onto your neck, I try to rub some away with my thumb, it's hopeless, more just come down over my fingers. I sigh and grab you close and try to will your tears and pain away.

The sun was the next thing I see, when I realise it's morning; I risk a glance around me. I'm laid on my bed, and as I turn over, you're there. A smile spread across your lips, and a peaceful look on your face. Maybe I did make a difference, either way, I'm happy.

You're here.

Well? Did you like? Want me to continue? Who d'ya recon they are? It's probably easier than I wanted it to be but I don't care! Go on and review, and guess!