Yeah, I know y'all probably hate me for not updating, but here's something to make up for it! It's a new style that I've recently adopted, so here ya go :

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She's quiet. So quiet. So quiet.

It scares me.

"Rima?" I lean forward to look at her. Her eyes are closed, she's rocking on her heels. As if all she was teetering on the edge and she has to choose. I'm terrified of what I'm doing to her but I have to know. She's still rocking, back and forth, back and forth.

She's silent. So silent. So silent.

It confuses me.

Our hair touches. The sun and the night. Two things that shouldn't and never will come together. Maybe that's why night comes after day, the night trys to follow but it can't, so it has the moon accompany it, but even then it's not always there; then the night thinks about the sun again. Two things that shouldn't and never will come together, but why do I yearn for the sun then? She seems to be muttering to herself. I'm not sure, I don't want to get to close to her. I don't want to scare her. She's srill rocking. Back and forth, back and forth.

She's mute. So mute. So mute.

It angers me.

"Look at me!" I grasp her shoulders, forcing her eyes to meet mine. The sun and the night again. I'm surprised at my actions, but they are effective. She looks at me for the briefest of moments, then to the floor again. She's still rocking. Back and forth, back and forth.

She's mute. So mute. So mute.

It terrifies me.

She's looking at the floor, still. I'm so scared. Have I ruined what we had? The anger I felt a second ago is gone. It never really was anger. It was a disguise for my fear of being rejected. I'm so scared. She's playing with a strand of my hair, twirling it around her finger. Twirling, twirling.

She's relaxed. So relaxed. So relaxed.

It soothes me

Her touch calms me. Like a wild animal. I don't care. Her eyes are closed again, but I want them open. I want her eyes to look at me,I want her eyes to smile, I want to see myself in her eyes. I want the sun to meet the night. She's srill rocking. She's still twirling. Rocking and twirling. Rocking and twirling.

She smiles. So softly. So softly.

It overjoys me.

"Yes"

She speaks. So softly. So softly.

There are no words to dsescribe this emotion.

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Can you guys guess what Nagi's question was? XD

Should I make this a collection of oneshots, or what?

Anyhoo, please critique, tell me hat you liked, what you didn't like, and yeah.

PRESS THE GREEN BUTTON OF HAPPINESS!