Sinful Romance

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Frith's breathing was beginning to slow. There was the sound of something in the distance, a vehicle of some sort.

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Frith's only response was his unstable, nearly gone breathing. The vehicle came closer.

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The allied vehicle came close and stopped. A man got out and approached. "What happened?" he asked.

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He nodded and went to pick up Frith.

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"Very well. Do you have anywhere you need to stop first?"

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"Alright, get in," he said. He already was heading to the car with Frith over his shoulder.

Epilouge: After his almost fatal injury, Frith was rushed back to base and on bed rest for a year. He then returned to America with his lover, Chaos, and his son, Cauis. Finding a surrogate mother, the two later had two daughters from this woman. The couple and their surrogate lived in a nicer home in the suburbs of an urban city.

[ April 29, 1950 ]

Life is peaceful at last.


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Frith closed his eyes, resting on the armchair that he claimed as his since they got it. He yawned a little and smiled, looking at the calender with a tender gaze. "Five years as of today."

He's like a ninja.


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"Hey," said Frith with a smile. "The girls asleep?"

What does he have planned?


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"No I don't, why?" he asked.

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"Tomorrow?"

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"Okay, sounds good."

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"Enjoying the five year anniversary of our first kiss."

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He pointed to the clock. "Not time yet."