Alright
In the morning light, slightly dulled and distorted by translucent curtains, the tear gleams softly as it slides down his cheek. The pain is eating away at him, ripping apart his insides, with little hope for repair. Thoughts of her are killing him.
I'm sorry...
With a sad smile that seems to drip with irony, he slowly raises his hand and holds it out above him, staring at the light streaming off of the metal.
He rolls over in the bed, hair splaying behind him, and looks silently at the picture gazing back from the nightstand.
In a fit of regretful rage, he swings at the frame, slicing it off of the tabletop and sending it tumbling to the floor.
It doesn't matter now!
The shattering of glass triggers thumping footsteps. Suddenly, another is there in the doorway, gazing into the room with concern. There is silence for moments that seem to drag into eternity. Fierce golden eyes lock with kind almond ones; the younger spots the frame and destroyed glass on the floor and exhales with a mixture of relief and remorse. He smiles reassuringly. After a while, the elder does as well.
"Are you alright?"
Thanks for coming...
"..."
"You'll be okay, right?"
At least you're here...
"...Yeah."
A/N: This one was kind of random, just springing out of my mind suddenly. I kind of like it, though. This set of short stories originated as Kids-based, and now it seems like all I can do is CoS. I'm sure the readers aren't complaining, though. I have 10 reviews now, so I'd like to thank the few of you who did humor me. All who know about my writing and tastes realize I hate shonen-ai, but that I do admire and embellish upon the mutual respect and love that these two have for each other. This isn't a romantic story in the least...except for the angst Ed has for a certain unnamed girl, I guess. I would have liked to describe the room more, but this is a short story. Please, readers, review, because it helps me continue this set of stories.
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