A/N: So here we are, at number two. Thank you to all the reviewers.
002. Gunshot.
He flinched with every bullet that grazed past him. She, of course, thought nothing of it. He wondered how the fact that it could only take one bullet to end their life and yet, it didn't bother her. He watch her fire rounds as he sat down, unable to even crouch down anymore. She turned to face him.
"Sir? Are you alright?" she asked him. He looked up at her. There was blood on her face. How did that get there? He put a hand on her shoulder as he steadied himself up-right. Neither were expecting the gunshot that would cause their lives to unravel in front of the other. He lie there and looked at her, but she wasn't looking back. Thoughts were racing through his head, but none of them stood out amost the others, except one, he loved her.
A/N: So there you have it. Eh, I didn't really like this.