Hi everybody. Glad people are enjoying my short stories. I was going for a brotherly interaction on this one. Hope it turned out well.
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Reader requests for oneshots of any characters are being written. This is a pseudo-sequel to the first one.
Disclaimer: I don't own Air Gear.
Title: Wings
Rating: K
Characters: Akito, Agito, Lind
Summary: Lind wants to fly.
Fragmented
4. Wings
"Wha… what the heck are you guys doing?" Akito giggled at him and peered at the lock around his elder brother's mental cage. Behind him Agito watched warily, black wings flapping lightly.
"Are you sure this is a good idea Akito?" he asked, arms crossed. "He's the Judas after all." Lind scowled. He didn't need to be reminded, especially by a brat. Agito apparently heard that, for he turned the death glare toward him.
Akito, childishly oblivious to it all, hummed as he picked at the lock around the first person. "Lind needs to fly, so he has to have no mental cage. He has to be like us. We are all the same, in the end."
Lind snorted derisively. "As if I am the same as the two of you." To his surprise, instead of a hot retort, Agito's reply was cool.
"You fool, we came from you. Your fall created us. Eventually we will all become one again."
"So," Akito said cheerily, his own wings motionless as he concentrated. "That means you have to fly too. You were created for that right? That's what the Brain Charger project was right?" Lind scoffed. They had gotten him there. Akito paused for a moment and clapped his hands together in a gesture of peace. "Please Lind. We just want you to fly. That's all. It's not like we're telling you to make friends or anything."
"You wanted to know what the sky looked like," Agito added, giving him an once-over. He seemed to have, although unwillingly, accepted that this had to be done. Lind gave them both dubious looks but nodded. Smiling again, Akito took the lock and carefully fiddled with the mechanisms. Within moments, it opened and fell, disappearing as though it had never been. Akito held out a hand.
"Come on Lind! Come out and fly!"
"Come on," Agito echoed like a parrot, black wings twitching at the idea of flight. The two just kept watching. Lind nodded, but his legs were frozen. He didn't know what it was that was holding him. He wanted the sky. He wanted it so strongly. Then, he understood, and the idea was sickening.
"I can't." The helpless statement caused both to pause and look at him in disbelief. "I have no wings." The looks became incredibly aged.
"You don't have wings?" Akito said solemnly, taking his hand. "That's because…"
"You don't think you do," Agito finished, taking the other. Both tugged him down, and he blinked in surprise at the coldness of the water he was walking on. Even more shocking was Agito's calm smile.
"You're flying now," they stated together. Lind continued to blink at the two, utterly confused. Both gave a laugh.
"No one said flying always involved the sky," Akito chirped cheerily.