Purifying Wat With Chlorine Bleach

End Title: On the silence


Fandom:
Saint Seiya: The Lost Canvas

Characters: Tenma
with mild involvement Alone (Aaron in the adaptation n)

Genre: Angst
, "friendship or slash?

Notes / Warnings:
Pre-series, and as mentioned above, can be regarded as slash or just friendship. And I just wanted to mention that I never write anything of Saint Seiya.

Summary:
A Tenma does not like silence, never liked


EDIT: the surprising






mayy


most beautiful drawing made a fanfic based on this, so that I invite you to go your journal or your account deviantArt

to watch and applaud. Seriously, my friend, have fascinated me!




About

silence
Tenma has no problem with the darkness has never felt the need to turn a candle to distinguish the origin of the shadows that hide in the room he shares with other children.

The only problem - that will never admit to fear - is silence.

He always talks. Talk to Alone while it makes another of his drawings, discuss the latest lawsuit Sasha which has gotten laughs, alone, Alone, with Sasha, all three, not knowing that in the future will treasure those sounds , the smiles of his friends, his brothers.

not stand the silence. Silence means nothing, the emptiness, death, and he does not want think any of those things. Hate

night, when the breath go out and no one is snoring sound and is there when he prays that at least a cricket appears in the room. He does not want a vacuum, not to death. Then she sits on the edge of his bed and walk to the next bed half asleep. Alone

already accustomed, for who knows Tenma and his "dissatisfaction" with silence. Tenma

When you lie next to her, Alone is ready and ensures that Tenma is in place. Why so he also feels less alone.
And Tenma
dam no longer empty, still asleep is able to place your ear near the heart of Alone, and that beat breaks away nothing and death. That they are together, because they are brothers and if there is Alone - at his side - and there will be no silence. End