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Name: A Walk In The Woods
Author: KyleKamei
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General/Romance
Chapters: 1
Words: 765
Published: 2/11/02
Updated: 2/11/02
Complete: Yes
Description: A short but sweet story. Where Jam went when Slash was reading the letter in chapter 11 of Living Hard. PG13 because of Yaoi.
Disclaimer (By Author): The usual disclaimer. I don't own these characters. and I'm not making any money.
Story
Chapter 1
I left him. I actually left him. He just lost a friend, the only friend who really knew what he was going through and I left him alone just because he said he wanted me to. I have been with him long enough to know when to listen to him and something was telling me that this was not on of those times. Cursing my stupidity I sat myself on a log, not caring about the snow. I sighed, the cold air crisp in my lungs. I had been a little surprised when he had come down from testing so soon, usually he stopped off to see his friend. I had asked him what was wrong, but I knew what it was when I saw his eyes. I tried to hug him but he pulled back, he just wanted to go home he said. I wasn't stupid enough to follow that one; god only knows what he would do then. They both had cancer; he was in remission but could relapse anytime. That scared me. I didn't realize how much until it crossed my mind, there in the woods. I bit my lip, willing my self not to cry. I wasn't a crier, he was but I wasn't. A tear escaped, then another and another. Before I knew it I was sobbing. Putting my face in my hands I tried to control my tears, I am not sure how long it took my but I did it.
Finding out he had cancer had scared me. I hadn't known how to deal with it but for some reason I was certain he would make it. After all having a friend die is what happens to somebody else, But then as Calvin and Hobbs so delicately put it, where all somebody else to somebody else. I realized today that everyone has to go, and sometimes they leave sooner than we want them too.
Finally getting my tears under control I sat up straight and took a few deep breaths. I rubbed my face a couple of times. Pushing myself up I start back towards the parking lot where I had left him in the car. I stand at the edge of the lot for a second looking at the car. I can see the back of his head; his hair has started to grow back. When he had first come out of the hospital he could have easily counted the number of hairs on his head. Now it was black like it should be, and looking almost like a buzz cut. Taking a deep breath I start towards the car. When I reach it he is sitting there silent, looking at a picture. I pull open the door and climb in; he doesn't look up. I notice his tears. Reaching over I pull him into a hug. Instead of pulling back like I was afraid he would he wraps his arms around me and cries. It was a relief yet painful at the same time. I was relieved that he was finally showing emotion, when he doesn't then it means he is blaming himself for something. It hurt me to see him like this all the same. Closing my eyes I feel another tear slip down my cheek, this time I don't try and stop it, or the next one that follows. We stay like that for a while. Finally we pull back. I reach out and touch his cheek; I brush away a tear. I rest my forehead against his and look him right in the eyes. I can see that he is lost, not sure of where to go from here.
"I love you Slash, and I'm always going to be here for you. You won't even need to ask." I say. A small, sad smile plays on his lips. I kiss them.
"I love you too Jam, and I know I don't need to ask. I never have." I give him one last kiss before taking the both of us home.
Name: A Walk In The Woods
Author: KyleKamei
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General/Romance
Chapters: 1
Words: 765
Published: 2/11/02
Updated: 2/11/02
Complete: Yes
Description: A short but sweet story. Where Jam went when Slash was reading the letter in chapter 11 of Living Hard. PG13 because of Yaoi.
Disclaimer (By Author): The usual disclaimer. I don't own these characters. and I'm not making any money.
Story
Chapter 1
I left him. I actually left him. He just lost a friend, the only friend who really knew what he was going through and I left him alone just because he said he wanted me to. I have been with him long enough to know when to listen to him and something was telling me that this was not on of those times. Cursing my stupidity I sat myself on a log, not caring about the snow. I sighed, the cold air crisp in my lungs. I had been a little surprised when he had come down from testing so soon, usually he stopped off to see his friend. I had asked him what was wrong, but I knew what it was when I saw his eyes. I tried to hug him but he pulled back, he just wanted to go home he said. I wasn't stupid enough to follow that one; god only knows what he would do then. They both had cancer; he was in remission but could relapse anytime. That scared me. I didn't realize how much until it crossed my mind, there in the woods. I bit my lip, willing my self not to cry. I wasn't a crier, he was but I wasn't. A tear escaped, then another and another. Before I knew it I was sobbing. Putting my face in my hands I tried to control my tears, I am not sure how long it took my but I did it.
Finding out he had cancer had scared me. I hadn't known how to deal with it but for some reason I was certain he would make it. After all having a friend die is what happens to somebody else, But then as Calvin and Hobbs so delicately put it, where all somebody else to somebody else. I realized today that everyone has to go, and sometimes they leave sooner than we want them too.
Finally getting my tears under control I sat up straight and took a few deep breaths. I rubbed my face a couple of times. Pushing myself up I start back towards the parking lot where I had left him in the car. I stand at the edge of the lot for a second looking at the car. I can see the back of his head; his hair has started to grow back. When he had first come out of the hospital he could have easily counted the number of hairs on his head. Now it was black like it should be, and looking almost like a buzz cut. Taking a deep breath I start towards the car. When I reach it he is sitting there silent, looking at a picture. I pull open the door and climb in; he doesn't look up. I notice his tears. Reaching over I pull him into a hug. Instead of pulling back like I was afraid he would he wraps his arms around me and cries. It was a relief yet painful at the same time. I was relieved that he was finally showing emotion, when he doesn't then it means he is blaming himself for something. It hurt me to see him like this all the same. Closing my eyes I feel another tear slip down my cheek, this time I don't try and stop it, or the next one that follows. We stay like that for a while. Finally we pull back. I reach out and touch his cheek; I brush away a tear. I rest my forehead against his and look him right in the eyes. I can see that he is lost, not sure of where to go from here.
"I love you Slash, and I'm always going to be here for you. You won't even need to ask." I say. A small, sad smile plays on his lips. I kiss them.
"I love you too Jam, and I know I don't need to ask. I never have." I give him one last kiss before taking the both of us home.
