It was the fourth of July.On the hot day, when the souls of two lonely men were covered by the ice.When their eyes first met each other, like the two unfaceted, dry stones, they hit against each other, creating after a few golden sparks.Knock.Hit.One more.And plus another.Thus, the Fire was created.  ForewordI usually dont write anything like this.Its all Fall Out Boyss fault and their song "Fourth of July" that kept playing in my head...And the reason why I wrote this strange fic was the phrase in there"It was the fourth of July, you and I were fire"and Im kinda love symbolizm....but theres a big chance that after this youll be like "wtf?"I warned you, haha.