Acid time+(much needed) Fluff
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It was the two of them, on that cliff side.
Looking up at the glittering stars, as comets flew by quickly passing the bright full moon.
"You always said there was a rabbit in the moon, Akira." Ryo said softly. "I didn't see it then, but now..." The rabbit hopped around as if being stuck in a cage, which was the moon. "I can see it."
"Hey Akira...Why am I the only one talking?" He asked the silent boy beside him.
There was no response in the brief moment of silence. A soft breeze and the distant crash of waves were the only voices that spoke.
But then another voice began to speak.
"I was just thinking..." he said.
"Why are some people bad and some people good?" He spoke in wonder.
It was his first time trying acid, but Ryo was a pro. Some could call him the acid master.
"That's not how it is Akira." Ryo laid back down beside him, against the soft green grass. "The world is not black and white. There is happiness and sadness. There is love."
"I like that. You're smart Ryo."
"Akira, in another universe I am Satan." "Really? What am I?" "A devilman." Akira laughed. "Sounds cool."
"It was my fault everyone died. It was my fault you were dead too." "That's okay." Akira said calmly. "It was because I did not except love. I thought love did not exist." Ryo said.
"But when everything was gone. I realized what was missing, and it hurt. I realized that love did—in fact—exist; therefore sadness existed too." Ryo concluded.
"What did you love?" Akira questioned.
"I loved you. I loved our friendship. I loved your life, and it hurt that I took it away." He said sadly. "Well I'm happy we're together now in this universe Ryo." Akira smiled. "Do you still love me in this universe Ryo?-" "Of course!" Ryo said rolling on top of Akira and pinning him down.
"That's good." Akira said drunkenly.
Before anything else could be said Ryo kissed Akira.
Akira ,blank minded, let it happen. He wasn't complaining. He was simply going with the flow of the universe. He would have enjoyed this from Miki, but he didn't mind Ryo. He loved him too.
Ryo pressed his lips gently against Akira's. Akira kissed back softly. It wasn't anything lustful, but it was a passionate and slow act of love.
Two people realizing their love for each other during an acid trip.
"I love you Akira."
"I love you too, Ryo."
