For a moment, in the arms of the man he loved, he felt really happy; for that one moment he thought that R'cas would return his feelings.  But his next words stilled those hopes.<br/><em><br/>Not in the same way....</em><br/><br/><em>What?</em><br/>His Serieths voice was soft, an emotion short of pity in it's tone.  It made an anger rush through his body.  Not anger at Serieth, but anger at R'cas for hugging him, for making him feel hope that he loved him back, if only if for a moment, and than taking it away with words that spoke of kindness, words about someone else for him to love.<br/><br/>He clung to the man for a moment, and than pushing away he stood.<br/><br/>"Don't make fun of me!  I mean...There's no need for you to say such kind things about me...not when you...not when you don't..."  Tears welled up in his eyes, and he wiped them away with an abrupt motion.<br/><br/>"Never mind!  I lied...I didn't mean any of that."  A nervous laugh escaped his lips.  A desperate plea for R'cas to believe this lie.<br/><br/>"C...can't you take a joke? I...I gotta go."  and with that he ran, he ran as fast as he could, he ran out side where he was greeted with the frantic flapping of his greens wings, and than he ran to his Serieths side, jumping on where his dragon could run for him.  They "ran" into the wind, taking off until there was no more need for running, because they where flying.  And than they flew to a place where he could lick his wounds, where he could cry until he was through crying.