A/N: Wow! First, thanks to all those who reviewed the first piece! I was so thrilled to get them, as each is special to me. Secondly, I'm glad that it was so well received! Dang, I surely thought it wouldn't do well because it was creepy and sadistic, but you shocked me and said you loved it! So thanks again! Lastly, here's the next drabble! It's a sappier one, I must say, but it is cute! I wanted to do an alteration of their last scene together in the series, and I came up with this. I hope you enjoy it!

Dedication: This one's going out to the SxL authors who inspired me! You know who you are, so thank you! Y'all are great!

Tears

"Are you leaving to make the Stone?"

"Yes, then my mission for God will be fulfilled."

Silence filtered around the odd pair, and she looked on at him sadly, that rare emotion she felt banging inside her chest. It was telling her to not let him go. She knew he was going to die, but she felt it would be in vain. All she wanted was... a chance to prove she had the power to love and not just in the physical way.

"You... you can't leave. Not yet."

"Why shouldn't I? If I don't do this, no one will."

"No wait, please..."

Desperation in her tone, she took her place in front of him, eyes gazing down at the floor as he waited impatiently for whatever reason she had to give him. Her breathing was a shuddering, shallow sound, echoing faintly inside his eardrums and taunting his senses. Who would have thought a soulless person could show such hesitancy for the death of a real, flesh and blood man?

"Just give me a chance to prove... that..."

She choked, tears she had never felt before falling onto the ground beneath her, small dark spots marking the earth with her unexpected emotional burst. They felt so cold, but so warm... just like this fierce, pounding in her heart. It stung like a jagged piece of ice through the abdomen, but it was soothing like a warm, gentle flame.

"To prove that I can love you like you loved her..."

"Nothing is stronger than what I felt."

"I... I know that, but I just wanted to tell you..."

She backed away into the street, granting him passage as her arms wrapped themselves around her shaking waist. These emotions were so painful and difficult to tolerate, and he had sneered at them. She should have expected that, but she still had to try. She had to tell him somehow... even if it did break the heart she had recently gained.

"Scarred one..."

He stopped, turning to look at her before passing her in the street. More tears were falling from her pale face, tears he hated, yet longed to see. The woman he had loved had cried just the same when she told his brother and himself that she was about to die. Sweet, yet bitter tears that strangled his heart without remorse.

"These... these tears are for you."

"...I know. I cried once for her, too... for you."

The warmth on her cheek was gone in a moment, but the memory was there. The softness... the guilt and betrayal was evident in their actions. Two changed lives, one by sin, and the other as that same Sin had intertwined in a game of fate that would kill them both in the end, but neither feared this obstacle that had been set before them in the beginning.

A/N: Awww, the sap! Did you catch the fluffy hint at the end there? I wouldn't be surprised if you missed it, but if anyone can guess it, I'll be tickled! Anyway, thanks again for reading and do leave a review if you liked! Lovies you all!

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