It's day one all over again, only this time I'm the mad one.
I'm against the wall.
I'm the one with Silver in a death grip.
His expression looks pained.
I even see a glisten of tears form.
Crap.
That gut guilty feeling.
Swallow.
Ignore it.
Proceed to finish what Silver started.
Come on, mental endurance.
Be like an Abra and calm mind.
He was uselessly flailing his arms, trying to break free from my grip.
"Silver." I growled.
His flailing reduced slightly.
I leered at him straight in the eye.
He dropped his flailing and looked extremely defenseless.
"I thought we were going to play, Silver." I hissed.
I reach for his shirt with my other hand.
I see him flinch.
He bit his lip, and a small bit of blood trickled down his chin.
It mixes with his steady flow of tears.
I sighed.
As angry as I am,
I can't bring myself to hurt him.
Not yet.
Maybe when I'm older.
Maybe.
"Silver, Silver, Silver." I whispered softly.
He looks up carefully.
I grab his collar like the way he did back then.
Lick the blood/tears off his chin.
I quickly peck him on his lips.
"Don't hurt yourself."
I relax my grip a little.
"Only I can hurt you."
I completely drop his hand from my grip.
"Wh—"
I didn't let him finish.
I hugged him, hard.
I hear him gasp for air.
"All's good in love and war." I mumbled in his ear.
Then I let go of him.
Left the room.
Left Silver leaning on the wall in shock.
Left my feelings hanging over the room.
The minute Gold closed the door, I slid down to the floor.
My legs gave out.
I'm in shock.
I don't know how long I stayed there.
Felt like hours.
Felt like days.
Eventually I regained my energy and crawled to my bed.
I toss and turn.
I can't sleep.
All I can do is stare at the ceiling.
Stare into the dark ceiling that lights up as the train runs by cities.
Watch the colors fly around like Ho-Oh's feathers.
Again with that cold darkness.
I realize,
I really do love Gold.
I miss him.
His friendly grin,
His warm glow…
Everything.
Aw man.
Creak
It's the sound of the door opening.
I pretend to sleep.
A strong scent of alcohol wafts throughout the room.
That is just disgusting.
It was all I could do to rip off the covers and scream
"You're goddamn underage!"
But I don't.
I'm afraid.
Scared.
Scared of what would happen,
What he would do,
If I did.
I don't want him to hate me too.
A loud smacking sound and snoring later, I open my eyes.
I peer down from the bed.
Gold is snoring on his sleeping bag.
Obviously out cold.
In drunken sleep, apparently.
Groan.
Roll over in bed.
Close eyes.
Ignore him and go to sle—
"Sillllvvvverrrr…" I hear my name being slurred.
In an erotic tone.
Brilliant.
How do I sleep now?
I hope you guys saw what I did in this chapter.
edit: oh sweet, i came across a preciousmetalshipping picture that pretty much described one of the scenes. try taking a look at it because dear god it's perfect.
http:// i130. photobucket. com/albums/p262 /saku-santuary/12 58779106081 .jpg
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i take no credit.