I DO NOT OWN TSUBASA!

The rain pattered the doors and the leaves glistened in the lamplight. A tall, thin blond crept through the corridors. It was the second night that they had been in Nihon, but the first night that Fai was willing to go visit Kurogane.

The door slid open and he gingerly stepped in. Kurogane lay on his bed still as a statue. Fai shut the door and he gazed around the room. It was dark, but he could see relatively well. Kurogane breathed in and mumbled, and shifted so his shoulder was now visible.

Fai felt his heart wrench in pain at the sight of the bandages covering where and arm used to be. He tip-toed closer to the sleeping ninja and a tear rolled down his cheek. He bit his lip and brushed a finger over Kurogane's face.

"Fai…," Kurogane muttered and gently kissed Fai's palm. Fai jerked his hand back and tears welled up and he pressed his hand to his own chest.

"Kuro-pon," he gently lay his head on his side, "You'll never know this… But I love you. I always have." Fai was sobbing quietly.

"I love you, too, Mage," Kurogane stroked Fai's hair in his sleep.

Fai sat up and kissed Kurogane's forehead and left the room. Not a trace left of his midnight visit.

The next morning, Kurogane awoke from the best dream he'd ever had.

THE END!