Midnight Blue
He'd been through a lot over the last few days. First the phone call that made chills run up his spine and then another call from Central telling him the bad news. The last straw was the funeral of Maes Hughes, his best friend and closest ally. He'd said it rained after the funeral even though it was only his cheeks that got wet.
She thought it wasn't a good idea to leave him that night. She had decided that she would stay beside him that night. After seeing him cry she knew that he needed her. He'd never cried before. He'd been angry, depressed and ecstatic but he'd never cried before.
They were sat in his hotel room, they would return East the next day. He had stopped crying but his mood hadn't lifted, not that she had expected it to. He was wearing his dress uniform, she was too. She held his hand in hers, looking softly at him. For a while they sat in silence until he turned his head to look at her. He managed to smile at her, but the smile only lingered for a second.
"Why are we always at our closest after funerals?" he asked, "The last time there was a funeral our roles were reversed."
She nodded: "I suppose that's right."
"You know we've both lost the second closest people to us, respectively," he mused, "You lost your father and now I've lost Maes."
"But we haven't lost everyone," she said softly, stroking the back of his hand. He nodded.
"I would die if I lost you," he stated. The sudden blunt statement shocked her a little but she knew it was the truth. She would die without him too. With a fluid motion he moved his hand out of her grasp and put his arm round her, pulling her close into his chest. They returned to their silence for a few minutes.
"Sometimes I feel like we're getting no where," he admitted, his voice low, "Sometimes I think we'll never make it, especially after days like this. And sometimes I want to run so far away so I can escape from it all."
"You would never leave," she said, half worried.
"I would never leave you behind," he said, "Today I was thinking about all the words he'd never said to Gracia and I don't want to do the same. Riza, I-"
She put her finger on his lips. She smiled at him.
"As long as you wear blue, I'll think it for you," she said, "Because I know. I believe you can reach your goals, more now than ever."
"I will love you when I reach my goals then," he remarked, his mood lifting slightly, "Only because I can't love you now."
She nodded and put her head on his chest. His arms wrapped round her.
"Just don't end up wearing midnight blue, please, not like Maes did today, not ever," she whispered. He nodded, a silent promise.
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