A/n: Stupid ff-net, not letting me upload any documents for forever. -sigh- Anyways, on with the show!

The more I try to avoid him, the more we're drawn together. The attraction is nearing undeniable status. Not that knowing this means I'm going to drop down on a knee and confess my undying love to him. Because, c'mon. Who really does that?

Instincts are misleading…

I'm not sure what this feeling is. What it means. What I'm supposed to do. I told Rude I thought I my fucked up lifestyle might be getting to me, screwing with my heart or something, because of this dull, unending ache. Rude, being Rude, only rolled his eyes.

You shouldn't think what you're feeling…

I suppose this is what need feels like. This aching in my chest…the way it subsides around him. So does that mean I want him? Or does this really mean the bastard's ripped apart my common sense to the point that I can't think straight? Because Reno's no sucker. No love struck puppy. You bet your ass I'm not.

They don't tell you what you know you should want…

But at some point….I'd do anything to make this aching feeling go away…and I suppose giving in might not be the worst thing in the world

…Years Later…

Love of mine, someday you will die, but I'll be close behind and follow you into the dark…

Years of happiness. It wasn't exactly what I expected. Perhaps this is all just a very detailed dream I had one day. A far fetched dream of living happily with a blonde I couldn't keep myself away from.

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white, Just our hands clasped so tight, Waiting for the hint of a spark…

I'd like to go in my sleep. Once upon a time, I wanted to go out in a blaze of glory, known forever with a tag like "the Great" or "the Honorable" or something attached to my name. Now, I don't really see the point of it. A martyrs death isn't one for me anymore. Once, when I was headstrong and, to put it bluntly, stupid, it would have been. But now, if I died with a blonde curled in my arms, spikes of hair tickling my nose? I'd be happy.

If Heaven and Hell decide that they both are satisfied, Illuminate the "no"'s on their vacancy signs…

We all have to go sometime. Sometimes we know when it's going to end. Sometimes it's a shock. I don't want to know when I'm going to leave this place, but if anything, I want it to be with him. The day I decided to go for him was the day I left my days of being one single being aside. Now I have him, and he has me, and we'll always be one. No matter how sappy it sounds, it's one of the most comforting thoughts…knowing that you won't be going into the dark alone.

If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks, then I'll follow you into the dark…

a/n: I blame Death Cab for this entire fic. Couldn't get two of my favorite songs out of my head. "Lightness" is the first. "I Will Follow You Into the Dark" is the second-it's kinda morbid sounding, in the beginning, but I really think it's a great, different, love song. -beams- Another chapter! Yaaay! Seriously, this is the shortest chapter in...twenty chapters or so, so sorry if anyone feels cheated! DX

Inspiration? Anyone? -crickets-