Ryuhou gasped softly as Kazuma pulled back from a deep, unexpected kiss. The younger Alter's gloved hand reached up to cup Ryuhou's face, fingertips tracing the ever-darkening scars. Kazuma's normally-closed eye was open, burning brightly with an emotion that Ryuhou was afraid to name.
A faint electricity crackled in the air around them, though neither man was preparing to Alter. Ryuhou felt his breath grow heavier, deeper as Kazuma's fingers continued to stroke lightly over the scars. Though no words were spoken, each man felt the understanding between them grow. We are all we have left, for the short time that we will be in this world. These scars, this deterioration of our bodies... where is it all leading? How much time do we have?
Ryuhou shivered, more charged sensation running down his spine as Kazuma's other hand tangled in his hair, breaking the tie holding back the long strands. Hesitantly, he reached up as well, resting his hand on his former rival's shoulder.
He didn't know what he'd been expecting when he'd seen Kazuma walking through the rubble after this latest fight. He knew the other would be here... somehow, the two of them had developed a sense of the other's location, even if they were not always fighting side-by-side. Resting with his back against a slab of concrete, Ryuhou had simply watched Kazuma approach, waiting for the other to see him. When the other man finally spotted him over the rocks and dust, both had simply stared at each other for a long time, then Kazuma had closed the distance in a few strides. Kneeling down, he'd grabbed Ryuhou by the arms and pressed his lips to his in a desperate kiss. Ryuhou hadn't even had time to react, but before he knew it, insistent hands were already undoing the buttons of his tattered HOLY jacket. It was wrong... it was dirty... it... felt so damn good. As the kiss had continued, Ryuhou knew that it had been coming for a long time. And now... Kazuma had pulled back, and was still staring at him with that intense, deep expression. Ryuhou didn't know what it meant, nor what he should say... so he did the only thing possible... leaned forward and kissed Kazuma again.
A/N: Yeah, I said these would be during the series. I lied, sue me. XD This drabble was actually inspired by a rough sketch from my friend FireCatRich... go check her out on deviantart!