As the Rain Pours from the Heavens...

Jul 14, 2011 17:53

He walks in the rain, everything about him is silent. But its not his usual silence. This silence is thicker, heavier. It suffocates him to the point where he can't breathe. It's why he walks, no matter that the rain pouring from the skies soak him to the marrow of his bones. He doesn't care. It helps mask his own rain. The war was over. But it been won after someone made a irreversible sacrifice. Left to him, he'd take to war any day if it meant he could see a certain white-headed moyashi smile again, even the fake smile would do. He didn't even need to smile it that's what it took. But no matter how much he hoped, prayed and begged, what difference would it make?

So he walks forward. He can't go to his past. But what future did he have? All he knew, could even understand, was that he had to keep walking. Maybe it was because the moyashi had left him with the same words his foster father had left him. Or maybe we was just trying to escape the memory of watching the light leave his world.

No matter the case, he kept walking. He would always walk. His steps were silent as he moved forward. They would be forever more. Because he would walk, even as the rain poured down from the heavens...

a small drabble.. it was based off a picture of Kanda and Allen kneeling in for a small kiss. the way the photo was looked like they were in the rain... twas pretty cool looking... me likes...

fanfiction: kanda and allen, fanfiction

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