kiyala | (fic) gundam 00

telling each other how proud they are of them

Tieria doesn't dream. There is no reason to dream, no need for sleep, no need for so many little things that make humans what they are, when he is not.

Then again, he once thought that he would not love in the way humans do.

If this is not a dream, then Tieria will accept it as a fantasy; a construct made possible by VEDA. A collection of data and memories and feelings turned into a person. A ghost.

"Lockon Stratos," he says, to the man standing before him.

That earns him a smile. "I hear my little brother has been going by that lately."

"Neil Dylandy," Tieria corrects himself. "This is impossible."

"Well." Neil winks at him. "That must be why I'm doing it then. I wanted to see you."

"I wanted to see you." Tieria swallows hard. "I miss you."

"Silly." Neil knocks his knuckles against Tieria's chest. "I never went anywhere. I've been with you this whole time, haven't I? I've watched everything. You're doing good, Tieria. You're not the same person I met all those years ago. I'm proud of you."

Shutting his eyes, Tieria covers Neil's hand with his own. "I wish you didn't have to go even though I understand why you did. You stayed true to your beliefs right to the very end. I'm proud of you too. I'm keeping you with me."

"Good." Neil leans against Tieria, resting their heads together. "I'll stay right here."

(fic) gundam 00 | lockon/tieria