Background: Boris has been using Bryan as one of his many test subjects. Making it so the poor Falcon becomes disconnected with his emotions. The question here is how was he feeling about the break up with Kisa? Take a look at their closet break up though his eyes. Suggestion came from Takara Matsudaira

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Thanks: Ariao and Takara Matsudaira

Boris had been draining me physically and emotionally. Whatever was in the drug I had injected daily was a bitch. Any emotion, except anger, I felt brought forth a terrible headache that would drop me to the floor. What was worse was that Boris knew my weakness. He kept me away from Kisa. He told me grotesque stories of things that were happening to her. Anything to get my emotions relied up. He wanted to teach me the hard way not to care.

It was working too. Each day it would take longer and longer for me to feel my worry. It was hard not to show I cared for her, but I was willing to show Boris what he wanted.

I was just going into the mess hall when someone bumped into me. Lowering my gaze I saw a girl with dirty blonde locks, head bowed, shoulders slumped and pure white wings like a swan. I knew it was Kisa without a doubt. I had to steel myself so the headache wouldn't drop me to the floor.

"Watch it," I ordered her. Some how I managed a bit of a growl too.

She lifted her head opening her eyes. I could easily tell she was exhausted. Dark bags circled her eyes. Even her smile lacked energy.

"Hey Bry," she greeted me trying to boost her energy level some.

"Hn." If I did anything beyond grunt I would start to cave to my emotions. That would not be good. Even if I am glad to see her well.

"I'm on my way out. Can you meet me in the closet you first pulled me into?"

"Whatever."

She brightened her smile. "See ya soon."

After that I got a trey of gruel and sat down with the others. Barely into my first spoonful of mushy chicken (I hope), Ian started in on the questions.

"What did Kisa have to say to you?"

Of course they would have seen the brief exchange we had. This was just my luck.

"She wants to talk later," I reply with a shrug. My mush is not tasting like chicken or anything else.

"Are you going?" Tom inquired. He was beginning the brother like protectiveness he held for her.

"Don't know."

No surprise that made him growl. "You should go to her. She's completely exhausted from all the training and needs sleep but is willing to forgo that to see you, her boyfriend. Seriously don't cause her any more pain then what she's dealing with already."

"Shut up Tom. What I do is not your business." For the moment I don't have to worry about the pain in my head. Tom always pisses me off with his goody-to-shoes nobility act.

"Look just because Boris wants you to be an ass doesn't mean you shouldn't show Kisa some respect. If you don't even want to do that then do the manly thing and end the relationship.

"Tom brings up a good point." Great now Tala has something to say. "Bryan, as your captain, I demand you accept Kisa's request. I don't care what you talk about. Just go meet with her."

"Whatever Tal." I didn't need his order to send me there. Sitting here "eating" crap is only an excuse to prepare myself for being with her. "You know what, I'm done with all this."

Pushing out the chair I got up. My mood was now foul. This should last for a couple minutes while I'm with Kisa. I left my friends and dinner behind at the table.

XxXxXx

Kisa was sleeping curled up in the closet. Her arms wrapped around her legs as she used her knees as a pillow

Gently I lift my foot to her arm and nudge her awake. Slowly her blue eyes open. They're not alive with the usual shimmer of happy. Further proof that she's been lacking sleep.

"I thought you wanted to talk not sleep in here." I have to keep a cold, careless tone for my emotions to stay in check. I don't want her worried over nothing.

She jumps to her feet." I do wanna talk. I've missed you so much," she says wrapping her arms around my neck and resting her head on my chest.

"Why?" I was fighting every fiber of my being to not hold her back.

"Bry-bry, we've been apart for months. Why wouldn't I miss my boyfriend? Now hug me back and make me feel secure like you used to."

If only I could hold her like that. Having her close to me were the best times of my life. Instead all I can offer her now is a stiff, uncaring hold that will partially fulfill her request.

I can feel the beginning of the headaches coming the longer I remain with Kisa.

Her head shakes against my chest before she pulls back out of reach. The corners of her eyes are moistening with tears. I have fucked up trying to protect myself.

"Tom and the others were right," her voice quaked with sadness.

"Right about what?"

"You," she sniffed to hold off the water works. "Here we are finally together and you're worlds away from me. The others told me that you stopped expressing emotions except in battle. I didn't want to believe it. I was hoping that what was going on was you pretending to fool Boris. But it's not you fooling anyone. Boris's plan is working."

I don't know what to do as Kisa falls to her knees crying. If I open up to her there will be two of us on the ground suffering. That much noise will surely attract unwanted attention.

I stand there close to five minutes before she gets back to her feet. Her hands wipe some tears away only for fresh ones to take their place.

With a shaky breath Kisa attempts to calm herself. Her blue eyes meet my own silver ones. "We're over Bryan. Good-bye."

I'm left there in shock. Her last words drove the nail in to shatter my control. My head exploded in pain as all my held back emotions burst free.

I'm unable to focus on anything as I stumble out of the closet. I have to use walls as my support to walk back to my room.

Tala's not there when I return. A good thing finally happening for me tonight. With some sleep I'll be able to get over the pain of the drug's effects. Too bad it will do nothing for my heartache.

Lirin: There Bry-bry isn't as cold hearted as everyone thought. He just can't acknowledge what he feels most of the time. Poor guy having to loose a good thing cause of Boris. Next time will be what really happened to Dalton. So please don't forget to review and send in requests. I do what is within my power to oblige :)