A ficcie. Hmm.. It's unbetad and well... any volunteers? Or you could just
comment on it and point out my mistakes
Pairing: BanGinji
Rating/Warning: G
Artist: braidedidiot
Dreams
I lay side by side with Ban-chan and watched the stars twinkling in the sky. I know that Ban-chan's isn't sleeping. I know from his agitated movements next to my own, and maybe, just maybe he's afraid to sleep. I turned to look at him.
"Ban-chan?"
"Hmm...?"
He sounds sleepy.
"Ban-chan, I want to ask you something..."
"Ginji! Can't it wait tomorrow? I'm trying to sleep here!"
He turns to face me and his eyes reflects the stars I've been watching a while ago.
"What is it?! Be quick about it alright."
"What do you dream at night Ban-chan...?"
Ban glares at me.
"That's it?! You disrupted me for that?!"
He readies himself to return to his former position, I grab him by the shoulders
"Ban-chan! I'm serious? What is it that you dream about at night?"
He sits up and takes out his cigarettes.
"Why do you want to know?"
He sounds vulnerable. He lights up a stick, and suddenly I'm struck. He looks ethereal. With the moon lighting up his eyes and the smoke hiding the sharpness of his features.
"Just because... so-
"Yamato..."
"Ehhh?"
"I dream about Yamato.... How it could've been if I hadn't killed him. If I hadn't followed his instructions..."
I went closer and I can see that his starting to fall into pieces.
"and it always end with my hands filled with his blood..."
I reach out to hold his hand. He doesn't evade, instead he turns up his hand to mine.
"I killed him Ginji... Even if it was what he wanted, it still doesn't change the fact that I killed him..."
"Ban-chan... It's over. You cannot change the past, you can only move forward. "
He looks at me and smiles.
"Let's sleep Ginji, tomorrow we'll need all the energy we have"
I smiled at him, and went back to lay beside him.
"Ginji...?"
"Hmm Ban-chan?"
"Thanks for being there..."
I opened up my eyes to look at him.
"Ban-chan... Thank you too..."
"What for?"
"For finding me."
He looks surprised, and he tightened his grip on my hand.
I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of his hand in mine. In the morning, I woke up to find his hand still grasped in mine.
Pairing: BanGinji
Rating/Warning: G
Artist: braidedidiot
Dreams
I lay side by side with Ban-chan and watched the stars twinkling in the sky. I know that Ban-chan's isn't sleeping. I know from his agitated movements next to my own, and maybe, just maybe he's afraid to sleep. I turned to look at him.
"Ban-chan?"
"Hmm...?"
He sounds sleepy.
"Ban-chan, I want to ask you something..."
"Ginji! Can't it wait tomorrow? I'm trying to sleep here!"
He turns to face me and his eyes reflects the stars I've been watching a while ago.
"What is it?! Be quick about it alright."
"What do you dream at night Ban-chan...?"
Ban glares at me.
"That's it?! You disrupted me for that?!"
He readies himself to return to his former position, I grab him by the shoulders
"Ban-chan! I'm serious? What is it that you dream about at night?"
He sits up and takes out his cigarettes.
"Why do you want to know?"
He sounds vulnerable. He lights up a stick, and suddenly I'm struck. He looks ethereal. With the moon lighting up his eyes and the smoke hiding the sharpness of his features.
"Just because... so-
"Yamato..."
"Ehhh?"
"I dream about Yamato.... How it could've been if I hadn't killed him. If I hadn't followed his instructions..."
I went closer and I can see that his starting to fall into pieces.
"and it always end with my hands filled with his blood..."
I reach out to hold his hand. He doesn't evade, instead he turns up his hand to mine.
"I killed him Ginji... Even if it was what he wanted, it still doesn't change the fact that I killed him..."
"Ban-chan... It's over. You cannot change the past, you can only move forward. "
He looks at me and smiles.
"Let's sleep Ginji, tomorrow we'll need all the energy we have"
I smiled at him, and went back to lay beside him.
"Ginji...?"
"Hmm Ban-chan?"
"Thanks for being there..."
I opened up my eyes to look at him.
"Ban-chan... Thank you too..."
"What for?"
"For finding me."
He looks surprised, and he tightened his grip on my hand.
I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of his hand in mine. In the morning, I woke up to find his hand still grasped in mine.