Hundred Years
"It's been over a hundred years…" tears were shimmering in his eyes, so light, so delicate. "It's been so long, I…" X rubbed at his eyes, brushing away the tears before chuckling a bit. "I'm sorry, I bet you don't remember me, or anything really, do you?"
Zero touched the back of his hand against X's gleaming cheek, black eyes softening. "I remember," he murmured. "How could I forget the face, the voice, I've been dreaming about for over a hundred years…?"
"Zero…" he flung his iridescent arms around the blond's neck, burying his face in Zero's shoulder.
Zero squeezed his eyes shut as his arms went around X, yet the warmth was not there, the solid assurance was now just a whisper of a breeze, almost imaginary, and he was afraid to hug this precious illusion too tightly in fear it may disperse. X was crying, but he kept his sobs are quiet as possible, and although he desperately clung to Zero, and he was just so solid and there and finally awake, X still was afraid he would lose him again.
"I wish I could feel you," Zero whispered. "You're still like a dream…"
"Just don't let go," X replied quietly. "Not again, please."
"Never again," Zero swore. "You won't ever be alone again."
X smiled, the first he truly felt in over a hundred years. "Kiss me," he murmured. "Kiss me and don't stop."
Zero tipped X's head up slightly, giving him an assuring, loving smile before he kissed X's nearly transparent lips. The contact was barely there—a butterfly's touch, maddeningly so little and yet Zero never felt more complete than he did now, finally kissing X again after so long of a sleep. He wanted to kiss harder, to feel more of his precious X, yet it was all breezes and dreams no matter what he did…
X sobbed against his lips, but Zero didn't break the kiss. He wasn't going to stop, not again, never again. This moment, this kiss, was going to last forever, the world be destroyed and damned. This was all that matter, all that was important—X, his kiss, and his surreal, illusionary warmth.
I love you. I've loved you for over a hundred years and I'll love for you hundreds more.
I know. And I could never forget that. I'll make up those hundred years we spent apart, I promise.