"I want to give what you've given me, always," echoed a voice around a young man with blond hair.
He opened his blue eyes, looking up to the sky above. The moon was shining brightly. He sighed.
"My world fell apart." He sighed once more, looking to his side.
His memory flashed to the past.
Two high school students laughing and talking. They were always hanging out together. Then they tried into college, studying similar subjects.
"Hey you want to go to a drinking party?" asked a girl once.
"Sure," the brunette said.
"Not me." the blond groaned.
"It won't be fun without you!" the brunette persisted.
The blond frowned, listening to the girl aswell. "Please?~" she begged in that way girls do.
"Fine, I'll go."
They went to the drinking party. That night, they were both so drunk. They decided to crash at the brunette's house since it was closest to the bar.
"Oh my head hurts," he groaned. "You okay?"
"Just cold," the blond laughed, turning up the heater. "I kinda want to take a shower."
"What if you fall, you drunk?" the brunette walked over to his friend.
"Ha! Drunk? I have the stamina of every fat man!"
The brunette caught his friend as he fell over, throwing up onto the tile.
"See? What'd I tell you?"
"Oh shut up." the blond cursed. "Take me to the shower."
"Yes, yes."
In the hot warm water the two sat curled in each other's arms. They let the shower head go, water flowing over their closed eyes.
"Hey."
"Hmn?"
"When do you think you'll get married?"
"Eh? I don't even have a girl friend."
"I meant later," the brunette chuckled.
"I dunno. Why?" the blond asked.
"Cause... I don't want to give you up."
"Huh?"
"I love you. Stay with me, okay?"
"Sure."
Then they made love in the shower.
The blond woke up to the early chirping of the birds outside the window. He smiled out the bedroom window, then got dressed. He left to the living room.
He froze in terror.
Laying there on the floor was his new lover on his stomach with a pool of blood around him.
"He got what was coming to him." said a voice.
The blond looked up, seeing another blond sitting there in the loveseat.
"Why? Why'd you kill him, brother?!"
"Because," the blond sneered. "He fouled your body."
"M-monster!"
"Wake up!" came a voice cracking through reality.
The blond jolted up screaming loudly.
"Are you okay?" the brunette asked worridly.
The blond stared at him, tears flowing down his cheeks. "Y-you... You were dead and.. and..."
The blond wailed, tears and tears coming.
The brunette grabbed the blond into his arms, holding him tightly. "No. I'm here. I won't die. I won't."
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