"You really don't…need me? I see…in that case, it doesn't matter anymore."
Easy.
Gently, gently.
Like approaching a wild horse.
My Rin, my wilddarkbeautiful Rin.
Gently.
"It doesn't matter…if I die."
There.
Widewide eyes, horror and shock and fear.
My Rin!
Seize. Hold. God. My Rin. Want. Want. So so much.
Arm around her waist. Fingers spread—not too far, just enough to fill the small of her back, to hold her to me. god. God, I want. Want skin want hair want wide dark eyes. Rin my Rin only mine, want.
Hand in her hair, thick and long and tangling my fingers, trapping and holding and never letting me go.
Taller than her, finallyfinally taller, to bow her back against me, arch her back so it must hurt, should hurt, let her hurthurthurt because she's so beautiful and she's mine and whywhywhy would she leave me?!
Arch her back, curve her into me, hips against mine and her breasts pressed into my chest and how long has it been since I held her like this, so tight and so hard and I want her more than air.
Hand in her hair, pull, pull her back. Sweet face and wide eyes, up to mine, exactly where they belong. She's so soft, she's so close, and I want her so much.
Kiss.
Yes.
Finally, air and breathing and don't you realize how much I want you?! No, no, I won't let you pull away and if I was my black self I'd take you right now, right here, and would you really deny me?
I've kissed you and licked and cuddledfondledgroped, felt you and fingered you and fucked you until you screamed, but I need you, I need you! I eatyoudrinkyoubreatheyou, all mine, only mine, mineminemine, you're mine and no one else's, can't you see don't you know that you're mine?!
You're making soft little sounds in my mouth, weak little protests melting into hungry moans and and do you want to devour me the way I do you? Hungry and thirsty and burning and you're sex and you're fire, and you're mineallmine. I've touchedkissedcaressed every inch of you, I've lost myself inside you and died every time.
We can't go back now, Rin, I needyouwantyouhavetohaveyou. I want to lay you down, right here in front of Yuki, want to lay you down and takeyoutakeyoutakeyoubreakyou, take you till you screamcryshatter.
But I won't.
I won't, because I'm Haru, and you're Rin, and I can't hurt you like that. I willnotcannot, because you don't need to break anymore.
I deserve the slap you give me. I shouldn't want you to scream and weep for me. I do, but I won't. I won't chase after you.
Because, goddammit and goddamn you, Rin, as much as I wantyouneedyouhungerforyou, I love you.
Run, Rin.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
Hallo again! My new series of drabbles is underway. 9 chances out of 10 this'll get updated more often than anything else, simply because no plot is required…In any case, it's a series of Furuba drabbles. …That's about it. I wrote this one based entirely on one page in volume 12. First official kiss of the series say WHAAAT. This is just about my favorite pairing, I might add—they're so beautiful and driiiiiipping with angst. Therefore, I LOVE THEM. Dear lord. Well, read and review, my darlings!