"Moments in Time":
"Goodbye"
Setting: KHR, Primo's era
Pairing: G02, 02G
Rating: T
Summary: You need to leave, and you know how he feels about it, but it has to be done.
Word Count: 318 words
Genre: Angst/Romance
Point of View: Second-person
Warnings: Homosexual relationships, swearing, and possible OOC. Italics are flashbacks, thoughts, or stressed words.
Further Notes: Bound to happen eventually.
"Giotto, why the fuck are you doing this to me?!" His words pound painfully against your eardrums and you attempt to keep your facade intact. If it all crumbles now, you know it will be the end of Vongola itself.
"It has to happen G.," You tell him in as normal as a voice you can manage. You try to ignore the tears pricking at his eyes and you immediately feel guilty because its all your fault and he never cries. His hands are balled into fists, and you can see the blood from his nails breaking his pale skin. "I have to keep Vongola going."
"Why? Why do you have to do this? Ricardo's already Secondo! You don't need to go!" You shake your head slightly and you see the despair increase within him.
"I have to go to Japan. Ricardo's not likely to continue his bloodline with the Vongola blood in it. I have to. Japan isn't somewhere Daemon will think to find me."
"Then why can't I go with you?" He's grasping at straws. "Please, I don't care about the fact you have to take a woman if its like this. Just, please, don't leave me." You couldn't do that to him. Make him watch as you love another person, a woman while he suffers. Heartbreak will at least heal, won't it? You desperately reassure yourself it does...
"I'm sorry, G., but you can't. Goodbye G.; I'll love you till the end of time itself..." You kiss him one last time, and step out of the room. You shakily walk away even as you hear him breakdown behind the closed door. "Please just live happily," you whisper to yourself, swallowing the lump in your throat.
Tears prick at your eyes, and you regretfully leave the man you've loved since your teenage years, not to see him again. You laugh bitterly,
Fate is cruel, isn't it?
Fin.
And...now I upset myself with this. A penny for your review?