#FOUR#

Adam was grabbed by the waist and pulled into a hug. Tears stung his eyes as his arms wrapped around Shiro's neck. With one arm squeezing his lower back, pulling him to the others chest, Adam sobbed. Tears overflowing as they poured down his cheeks.

Mouth wet as he put his face up to Takashi. Shiro smiled at him, a watery smile with his eyes crinkled in pure bliss. Adam continued to cry. "Shiro." He murmured, sniffling. Shiro breathed in Adam's scent. Biting his lip to keep tears at bay.

He was home. He was finally home.

He was with Adam. Everything was right again. Adam held Shiro closer and clung onto him like a scared child. Shiro trying his hardest not to cry as Adam's body trembled on him.

Are we okay?
Both thought, loosening their grips on each other for a split second.

Then, Adam felt the cold sense of fear, hot anger, and worried ness go over him like a large wave of water. He pulled away quickly, ignoring the hurt in Shiro's eyes. And the frown Shiro gave that started as Adam looked at his feet.

His hands trembled viciously, and when he looked up it was like pouring gasoline on an open fire. His warm eyes turned stone like. His face scrunched up in a bit of anger, but mostly relief. Shiro reached out his arm, trying to put it on Adam's shoulder.

Adam pulled away and looked at him; and that's when Adam noticed three things.

1. Takashi only had one arm

2. Takashi's hair was white.

And 3. He was alive. That stupid, idiotic fool was alive.

"You jerk!" He screamed, punching his shoulder. "Ow." Shiro muttered as he winced. Adam let out a sob.

"I thought you were dead! I-I thought I lo-lost you!" Adam continued to scream. Attracting the attention of the paladins. Adam grabbed off his glasses and threw them to the ground.

"You're such an idiot!" He shouted at him. Pounding his fists into Shiro's chest. The white haired man taking it with a saddened expression. Adam let a tear leak down his chin. "I hate you!" He screamed with no venom in his voice.

A choked sob escaped his lips.

His fingers clutching Shiro's armor, weakly holding on as he put his face on his chest again.

"Don't ever do that again." He whimpered, Shiro hesitantly pitting his arms around him again.

"I won't."