Anyways; I'm working on a new short story series and here's the first chapter. I won't really tell you much about it, because this time you'll have to read it! zOMG! O.O =P hehe. I hope you enjoy!!!
ASHES
The red hot ashes crumpled and cracked as he took a long drag from his cigarette, almost moaning in pleasure as the smoke filled his lungs. With a deep sigh, he released the large cloud of smoke and watched as it danced and twirled in the cold midnight air.
He looked out beyond the balcony and past the grey city and out to the ocean shore, barely visible only by a small glimmer of the moon’s reflection. He chuckled to himself.
“Just like my dreams…” He whispered so low that even a hawk would have been strained to hear what he said. His eyes widened and he quickly took out a small piece of paper and scribbled a quick note on it.
Again he whispered under his breath. “…Watching his dreams fade away…small glint in the distance…”
“Talking to yourself again, Leon?”
Leon jumped up and let out a small squeal and then huffed and threw the pen at the fox-coon.
“Damn it Kyle! You know I hate it when you do that!”
Kyle held up one paw in defense while the other clutched his sides as he laughed almost uncontrollably.
“I’m sorry man; I just never get tired of that!”
Leon huffed again and glared at him for a short moment, and turned out to see the city before him, sleeping like a big giant.
Kyle swallowed down the rest of the humor that was bubbling inside of him and cleared his throat.
“It’s that time again, isn’t it?” Leon nodded his head slightly and held out his pack of cigarettes that seemed to come out of nowhere. Kyle eagerly accepted it and helped himself with a few.
“It’s been four years tonight…” Leon whispered. He finished off his cigarette and tossed the butt down to the alley six stories below them. He smelled Kyle light up his, and he was tempted to reach for another.
“Leon…I know it’s hard, but as your best friend, I must say, that it’s time to move on. It’s not healthy to keep going on like this.”
Leon leaned on the railing and sighed deeply, allowing a rare tear to trickle down his cheek. “I loved him so much though…”
Kyle patted his shoulder and nodded. “I know…we all loved him…and I know you loved him more…but it’s time you moved on. You can’t change the past.”
Leon nodded and shipped his eyes clear of any tears. “Ok…but I want to see him one more time before I do…” He turned towards the fox-coon with his purple eyes showing every ounce of his sorrow.
Kyle reached out and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. He nuzzled against Leon’s neck and nodded. “OK…just one more time for my Kit.”
Leon smiled so slightly that he was sure Kyle wouldn’t be able to see. “Thanks Cooney.” He too nuzzled the fox-coon’s neck. “You’re the best friend anyone could ask for.”
Kyle smiled and patted Leon’s shoulder. “Now that’s the old cheetah I’m talking about.”
Leon smiled and pushed Kyle playfully. “Just make that comment last while it can; don’t expect me to kowtow to you.”
Above the two, an old woman shouted, “You damn kids! Go to bed! Or better yet, LEAVE! It’s 2 am!”
The two of them had to keep from laughing and under much pain, Leon shouted back, “Sorry Miss Garrison! We were just leaving!”
Both of them turned around and headed back inside where they let out their laughter, almost busting their sides open. Leon was the first to quiet down and waited for Kyle to stop until just a small chuckle escaped their lips. “Come on man, let’s go.”
