Author's Notes: Reno ran away with this fic and it ended up not where I intended, but it is better this way. Still… that red-head will not let me understand his mind. This was supposed to be a happy ending!
Afterglow
You got me thinking today, thinking in the afterglow. In that time where I should have been enjoying being pressed up against you, dreaming of the pleasure you so readily gave, I was thinking. Thinking of you, thinking of me, thinking of them, and thinking of why.
I don't know why I love you Aibo, but I do, and I hate thinking of it when I'm not drunk. Sometimes I think that something is wrong with me because I am gay. Hojo hinted that people might be gay because of some chemical imbalance or something, but that makes me, us, sound sick. I'm not sick though, I can't be, because the Mako doesn't let me. Never again will I have a cold or break my bones so easily or anything. So really, what does this make me?
You whimper lightly in your sleep and throw your arms around me, and my heart flutters with job. So, maybe I am gay, but I'm happy right? You love me Aibo. You make me so happy. But I can't hold you back. Someday you'll want a wife and children, and I'll be left alone, always yearning for you.
Aibo, I wish you would never leave me, but I know you will. Everyone does…
Just please, let me enjoy this one moment with you, lost in thoughts in the afterglow. Don't wake up just yet. Let me enjoy the illusion that is your love Aibo. Hold me until the dawn and don't hurt me until you have to.
Aibo…
Rude...
Author's Ending Notes: So, you guessed it right? Aibo is Japanese for 'partner'. I learned when I was watching movies, see?