:: Author's Note::

Oh, you reviewers are to kind, really. - You guys have been pushing me to write, and without that I would of long have stopped at the first chapter. I just wish I could write better and longer chapters to keep you all amused for a mere longer than how short these stories are. Anyhow, on to the story! Oh, and I warn ye, this chapter is based on Jet's confused heart. It begins to dig at his very thoughts. I thought it would be a nice change. :: ))

The world is such a vast place. Hidden stories, myths, and unexplored adventures just waiting to happen around each corner. Traveling the world was such a dream to me. Well, more of waking up from a nightmare. Despite how short my memories may be, the world has come around to become beautiful in my eyes. I just wish I could always continue along this journey with you... I wish I could always be at your side... and you at mine...

There is so much for me to learn, and time seems to run out quicker than I can breath. To anyone else, the wastelands would be hell. To me, it is my sanctuary, my heaven, my hell, it is my world which I am forever bound to.

It's where everything began, what memories I hold, and where I met him. Before, I never stopped for the world. I just let time slip through my fingers. So much confusion, hatred, and fear had built up inside this empty vessel, just making me seem cold to the world. Untouchable to a point, I never wanted to end up like that. Even a part of myself was lost amongst the sea of damned.

Each time though, I began to find myself in a new place, a new situation, and finally... with friends. At first, it was difficult to call them even that... It was difficult to even talk to them at times. I was so use to being off alone; I wished I still was back then. Sometimes when I am alone now, it just doesn't feel right.

Sure, some people may think I'm strange, I'm different of course. I'm not like anyone else, and I will never be like anyone else. Created, I didn't belong to this world. I don't belong to any world. My existence is false, but I don't worry... I trust in my heart, I trust in myself, I trust in him... that is all I need from life. Never had I felt so complete.

'My name is Jet....'

I have no real past, just the one I'm creating. I never had a chance at a real life, but now, I thank you Clive. You awoken me, into a world I wish to breath, a world where I wish to soar above in the sky. As long as I'm in your arms, I feel as if I can do anything, I feel safe, I feel as if I could drift away. Clive.... Truthfully, I think I'm falling in love with you. Please, say you'll never let me fall. Pathetic as it may sound, I don't want to fall Clive... I don't. Please, I love you.

The way your touch makes me shiver, your eyes make me weak. How my knees seem to give in, every time you speak. I beg of you, to never let me go. Hold me tight Clive, for you are everything to me, now that I'm free. I can finally see... That one question is left... Clive, you can't answer this to me. It's my decision, and mine alone. If I have to speak it, I would in a heat beat without a hesitation or a glace. The question I dare ask is a simple few words. Clive, Am I in love? Clive...Please hold me my love...

Tangled in cloth, softly violet eyes stared up to the wooden ceiling above. Long had night flown through the air swaying those who remained in the very grasp of sleep at ease. Sometimes, it was almost as a sort of spell. People would dawn upon the day, and fall upon the night. No, it was natural for most.

Never was there anyone awake upon the night wastelands. Often, they were barren at the even mention of dusk. Why? No one really knew. Perhaps it's because it was best to travel at day? No, that couldn't be it. To many drifters began to roam during the light hours. Why was darkness so abandoned? Staring at the ceiling, Jet just tried to understand the things that were never really asked in the first place.

It would have been nice to of gotten a bit more sleep. Just maybe it would have been, but no longer could he keep still. Darkness drifted over like a plague. Most things, Jet already missed out on in life. Mainly, enjoying life. Removing the covers from his body, softly he tangled himself free from Clive's arms. He couldn't help but look back down at the sweet man who he treasured so. How? Why? So many questions he held in that cold heart, but finally, it was warming.

The wooden floor below creaked in protest as the boy made his way to outside. Just as he thought, not a single soul in life. One could figure that of any night. Wrestling to slide the black cloth onto his torso, it provided the small warmth he would need for now.

"At least, the stars are out."

Alone he sat on the edge of town, gazing at the lights above. The wind seeping it's way around. Shivering lightly, to his surprise there were a coat draped around his shoulders. That old familiar feeling and smell. He soon felt an embrace from behind him, only causing him to laugh and look back to Clive.

"Did I wake you?" Softly he asked at first.

Clive only grinned, tightening their embrace for a moment. So, maybe clothing wasn't warm compared to Clive. He couldn't cling to him forever though, no matter how much he wished he could. The man took a seat at his angel's side letting his hand ruffle the silver strands.

"Clive?" Softly Jet asked.

"Jet... Is something wrong? You know, you don't have to sit outside if your uncomfortable with sharing a room."

Shaking his head, Jet found no words for it. He only could find himself leaning against Clive. The world stopped them, or at least Jet. Everything he could ever want was there. Someone to love him, to care for him. Scared, Jet was thinking of some thoughts, but he couldn't bear to even think of those at a moment like now.

"Clive, what do you plan on doing after our journey? I mean, after we bring life back to this world... What will we do? Where are you going to go?"

Clive, I wish you could stay with me. I wish I could make you, but I couldn't tear your happiness away. I can't bear to see you down. I just hope you stay with me, wherever you go, that's where I want to be. Anywhere in your arms...

Clive softly sighed, trying to think of the words to put together for him. How to explain it at least. He himself didn't know. Confused on whether to choose his wife or Jet, softly he shook his head placing a kiss on the other's pale forehead.

"Jet, I really don't know yet. I promise you though, someday I'll provide an answer. Until then, don't worry about it. For all we know, this journey could last forever."

Caressing the Jet's cheek, he lifted his chin so that their eyes could meet. Each of them gazing softly to each other, almost seeing to each others soul breathing out a familiar emotion each held deep in their hearts... The moment, the night, everything seemed to slowly set in. Stars above glittering as each of their lips stumbled upon another. Maybe it was the fact that stars were streaming by, but never had Jet felt so far into his heart than anything.

I-I found my answer Clive... You don't have to say anything to me, you don't have to explain anything to me. I understand what I feel, what I want, what I need Clive... I understand my heart belongs to you. I understand that your torn between two loves. I understand your struggling, I understand Clive... I love you. I just wish you were forever mine.

:: Author's note::

Ah, short chapters torturing you yet? I figured that. Just that I get lazy and brain dead at times. I'm sure I'll post one either tomorrow or in the next few days. ï