Duel

"What makes you think I"d have anything to do with you?" She smiled, and took a step forward.

"I don't know, not rightly sure. Maybe because I want something to do with you." He blinked, and glanced to his left, at the fading glow of the neon sign. A light flickered and he walked two steps to the left, sidled  past the pillar she was leaning against, and rubbed his hand up along her back. Sticking his head next to her to whisper in her ear. "I don't know anything, I am nothing. I'm everything you love, and everything you hate. I am part of you. Do you want me back?" He enjoyed her scent, her warmth radiating up every part of him that touched her.

She smiled, a wicked smile. Stepped aside, and kissed him briefly, and gently, and stepped back. "I really wonder, that isn't a very good answer at all. You prospose this to be sexual? I have no attraction to you, no warmth inside my chest. You should know that, if you are so close to be. To say your 'a missing part' of me."

"Point taken, point heard. Your worse that I thought you would be." He smiled, it faded quickly before he turned. "Even in my dreams, I get the cold shoulder."

The light faded, and he glanced up as a small glowing door faded into the opposite wall. He turned once more, getting a good look at the girl. Five ten, her eyes flickered in the flash of the neon yellow sign. Short black hair, the kind you'd quantify as the opposite of 'white'. He'd remember something at least. He stepped through.

Her hand shot up, mouth opening, and she vanished. The entirity of the world dropped open below her, and sucked everything in. After a few seconds, to any conscouse entity unfortunatly to be there, everything fell back into its simplest quantifiable point. Energy seething, and passing. There was nothing.

So is love.