Killing for Something… More
(A/N: Kinda angsty. If you don't want to read it, skip to the next installment.)
Silence.
…
Complete, utter silence.
…
Then, a loud bang. And another loud bang.
And then?
…
Silence.
Was he dead, Squall wondered, sheathing Lionheart. He hoped so. Squall didn't need him on his hands any more.
He knealt down to check the man's pulse.
Yep. Dead.
Without knowing it, a tear slipped out of those stormy gray eyes, sliding down his pale cheek. He reached up and touched it, pulling his hand back to look at his now wet fingers. How could he be crying over him?
"Squall, come. He's dead."
Squall turned. "Auron? What're you…"
"I saw the whole thing." Auron said with a slight smile. "You killed him."
"I…" Squall stuttered.
"Now… we can be together."
The end!