"The Days Are Gone"
Author's note: I've been trying to write some AlbedoxRubedo stuff, and I finally managed to come out with this. It's not really slashy (as most of my fics are), but I suppose if you look at it, you can find some. Enjoy!
You were selfish to the very end, Albedo.
Had you just once stopped to listen to me, instead of only pushing your own feelings and indulgent desires…maybe things would have been different.
Maybe I would still feel your heartbeat in my right chest.
All you ever wanted was to die…ever since that day when you found out that you were the only one with the power to regenerate. You just…assumed that I was going to die in some horribly violent way, that you would survive and have to live eternity without me. We're URTVs…not robots. We're nothing more then genetically engineered humans. …We would have died eventually. Why couldn't you realize that? Even you would have died…
But no. You never listened. And because of that, you also went to your grave never knowing the true reason as to why I cut the mental link back during the Miltia Conflict. You never knew that if we had gone through with it…all of Miltia would have been incinerated. Including us. I couldn't let it happen like that… Because I had to protect you. But you never understood. How could you? You never even bothered to ask…
You wanted to be free…so that you wouldn't have to fear being left alone. But did you ever understand how I felt? Did you ever once think that I might have felt the same way? You set the whole thing up, start to finish…just so that I would be the one to kill you, to release you from your chains. Do you even know how it feels to tear half of yourself away with your very own hands? All the pain I had to go through, just to give you what you wanted…
Well, you got your wish, Albedo. You've passed into oblivion…you'll never have to worry about loneliness or anything else ever again. But look at what you've left behind. A distraught man…no, not even a man, a boy…who will have to live the rest of his days half-empty until oblivion consumes him as well. To not feel that comforting heartbeat in my right side, and to know that I myself am the cause of its demise…
Could things have worked out some other way? Maybe there could have been some way, some path to follow, that would lead to you once again being at my side. But now, we'll never know.
Maybe one day, if there is a heaven, I'll see you there. And then…only then will you recognize what I've done for you, and what I've had to go through in order to do it. …And maybe I'll understand why it is that you did what you did.
Until then…I suppose all I can do is mourn for the past, and for the future that might have been.