Title: Destiny (5/5)
Rating: PG
Genre: Flangst (Yay for fluff/angst OTP!)
Warnings: No main story spoilers again
Summary: Sophia checks up on Fayt...
Word Count: 294
Comments: Ficlet written for the stagesoflove community on Livejournal.

I'd like to thank the few readers who left feedback to this short series. Seriously, even small little comments mean a lot to an author. I hoped you all enjoyed reading this small series of ficlets.

I'm also working on other stories based on themes from another LJ community, one story is in the beta process that will probably end up a multi-chapter work, so keep an eye out for that.

Most of this is dialogue, hence why it seems a bit short.

"You're doing okay?"

"Yeah, Sophia. I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You've been eating three meals a day, right? He hasn't been starving you, has he?"

"Yes, Sophia. Geez, always the worrier..."

"Well, I haven't talked to you in nearly a year, Fayt! I... miss you."

"I know, Sophia. I miss you too and mom... But..."

"I already know, Fayt. You don't have to tell me. I can see it in your eyes. How pointless it would be to try to convince you to come back home."

"I'm sorry..."

"...But still, it would nice if you came to visit."

"Sophia..."

"I know, Fayt, I know. Geez, and you called me the worrier."

"Hey!"

"Teehee!" A pause. "Well, it was nice talking to you again, at least. Just like old times."

"Yeah..."

"Well, I'll let you be now. I'll try to contact you again."

"Okay... And Sophia?"

"Yes?"

"Thanks..."

The smile on Sophia was apparent before the screen went black. Fayt sighed to himself as he closed his communicator, looking up to the sky. 'Has it really been a year already? It feels like yesterday sometimes...'

The sound of footsteps interrupted his reflective mood. "You know, one day, I wouldn't be too surprised if I find you floating up off the ground."

Fayt closed his eyes. "You know I can't fly, Albel."

"Heh. You wouldn't need wings, since those foolish things you call 'spaceships' can take you up there."

"Well, that is true."

"Besides that, I wouldn't let you fly away even if you could."

Fayt opened his eyes as he turned to face his companion. "Oh? And why is that?"

"Because..." Crimson eyes turned towards him. 'Because you don't belong up there. You belong down here.'

'I belong down here with you...'

"Let's get going."