Alliances. (A clato fanfiction)

They met at ages 9 and 10 and instantly formed an alliance. But what will happen when said alliance turns into a friendship and then when said friendship turns into love?

"He opens up his arms to me and I don't hesitate. Now, just like before, the hug is a symbol of reconciliation and I welcome it gladly. I need him, more than I'd ever admit, and, I'd like to think, he needs me too."

"After years of practise switching off my emotions comes as naturally to me as falling asleep. But when it comes to him I feel everything, all at once, in excess.
Him the ruthless killing machine, born and bred to murder, I shouldn't be surprised. But, despite all that what just happened leaves a knot of betrayal in my stomach and a bitter taste in my mouth."