Orange night.
Shivercool breeze in his eyes.
Cars, music, shouts, thumps, sirens. Ringing in his ears, clashing against his soul, keeping him alive.
Brisk walk becomes sprint slows to walk again moves.
World melting away around him, dripping onto his shoulders, flowing down his arms and legs, seeping into his feet.
Silhouette.
Silhouette.
"Duo."
"Heero."
A light touch, and he shudders, then moves in towards the lifeheat. Lifehurt.
A kiss. Gentle. Sweet. Tender. Pointless.
He is disappointed. It shows.
"..."
"Lifehurt." He murmurs a secret.
The lifeheat source frowns.
"Hurt me."
"I..."
"I need it."
"You..."
"Fight me."
A kiss. Harsh. Painful. Fiery. Passionate.
A fine red line running from his lower lip, down his chin, down his neck, to his collarbone. Blood.
"Thank-you."
"I..."
"Don't say it."
He walks away.
"Forgive me."
Night.
The End
(:./psyche/kisses)
