Don't Know

Author's Notes : Okay, I wrote this at about midnight . It just got this HUGE urge to write something about Bobby and Pyro .... so that's it !^^ Hope you like it ! :P :) This is from Pyro's P.O.V.

Disclaimer : I do not own anything but this idea for this short-story, the way I picture them and the way I wrote it.

I felt completely miserable. I don't know why. But these things ... they kept coming right at me. Guess it's my time to die. Or, will he ? Argh, I don't know ... I just don't know. These were once my strength ... but who are they now? They're my foes. Guess I don't need a choice... I don't have a choice. Kill them ! That's what I'm told. But .. It seems I can't. Guess I'm still a looser. An incapable of great things ... too bad. I can't kill him.

I wished I never left. Never put this image of myself like this to him. I'm still hoping, somewhere, that he'll find that I don't mean any harm to him. In fact, it's all contrary. I see him. He's there, standing in the rain, feet away from me. In his eyes I can feel his ice-cold will. He's preparing to fight. But I don't wanna hurt him. Does it make any sense? I'm usually the one who wants to start a fight ... It does make sense to me. Or perhaps, he's just standing there, looking at me, hoping I'll come back, wondering how I am or what I must feel. Nope, that must not be it. But still ... I'm still wondering. What is he doing here? Is he ready to fight, to hurt, or are his eyes pleading me ? I don't know. What if he was ? I must do it.

I just can't kill him.

Pyro then walked towards Iceman and, into the rain, he grabbed the other's head and pressed his lips onto bobby's. He liked it hard. He liked it soft. Just to say, he liked it alot.

Rain continued to fall when he stopped kissing his lover. He looked long minutes into his eyes then walked away from him. He turned only once, and this once, he winked to Bobby .... one last time.

I just can't.