... and to think I almost missed those two great fics because studies are eating my life!

The angst was just - forgive me if that sounds odd - tasty. And to take the weird metapher even further, I'd say red wine. Elegant, on the side of dry (especially the first one, with Fuji's 'now I can, but you're dead') but still rather rich in composition (Tezuka's reflections).

... say, might you be tempted to the Dark Side of Fiction and maybe, one day write more angst? I really, really enjoyed it ^^