A Rainbro Story, Maybe

>It's another beautiful afternoon in Ponyville.
>The Celestia's sun was shining, a few small fluffly clouds floating here there, a cool breeze in the air.
>Yup, definitely a beautiful day.
>Not that you were paying any particular attention to that of course.
>You are Rainbow Dash, and your attention is focused instead on the peculiar being next to you.
>That being is, of course, your bro, Anonymous the Human.
>It has been a couple of years since Anon's mysterious arrival in Equestria, and in the time since he has settled quite nicely into p0ny society.
>The two of you were heading to the Ponyville outskirts so you could practice your flying.
>He was going to be an observer, seeing as how he lacked wings.
>That didn't matter all that much to you though, as long as he was there to cheer you on.
>His praise was the main reason you did this, with Wonderbolt practice falling to second place.
>His smile, his encouragement, his compliments on your form and speed, you reveled in it, more so than with any p0ny.
>You weren't sure why until a few weeks ago the realization hit you; you were in love with him.
>You wanted to tell him about your feelings, but something stopped you.
>Fear.
>What if he didn't reciprocate? What if he rejected you? What if he started to avoid you because of it?
>You don't think you'd be able to handle that. So much of your life revolved around him now.
>So you waited, dropping small hints here and there, hoping he would notice them and maybe make his own advances.
>But it was too much to hope for.
>You didn't realize Anon could be so oblivious.
>He would chalk them up to you being "weird", and at times just outright didn't take note of them.
>So until you can work up the courage to get it out in the open, you'll just have to settle for "just bros".
>The two of you finally reach your spot, a large field within view of town.
>As Anon takes a seat, you stretch yourself out before taking flight.
>The feel of the wind on your body is great.
>You soar through the air, letting your instincts guide you , and before you know it you're performing loops and turns that most pegasi would balk at the mere thought of.