To Paradise
by the Black Rose
AN: Sorry this is so short. It's set after episode 9, before any of us knows what's going to happen in 10. It's a Kiba + Cheza ficlet. Thanks for reading! Love, Rose
There's a voice
calling me….
"Kiba,"
Cheza bent over the bleeding wolf. The sound of
his name, though spoken softly, was enough to lift the veil of unconsciousness
that had settled over his injured form. He could sense her nearness, as
if her entire being called out for him to wake.
Cheza reached a hand out to touch the angry
wound. Kiba groaned and shifted. Sharp pain
punched his shoulder then radiated in thick waves throughout the rest of his
body.
He heard her
again. Much more clearly this time.
"I'm sorry…."
The wolf
peeled his eyes open. She was staring down at him with such gentleness
and concern, it made him smile despite the pain.
"Cheza…."
She laid
both hands over the injury, and the flesh beneath
instantly heated at her touch. The area stung for just a second, but the
discomfort quickly ebbed away when the warmth invaded his body. It eased the
acute ache of the bullet wound in his shoulder, and the deeper pain as well.
He closed
his eyes again, feeling the cold tug of sleep on his mind. Her
hands moved and he felt her fingers slipping in and out of the fur on his
forehead and back. Kiba let out a long sigh and
allowed himself to himself relax into her touch.
There was a song. It soothed him. He could sense the melody, but he couldn't quite hear. Yet somehow…he knew it was there. It vibrated around him and reached inside, touching the voice that urged him on.
To Paradise...
Until the melody and the voice became one.
Kiba felt Cheza's
breath on his neck. Her arms wrapped around him and she pulled the wolf with
her into sleep…
"We'll
find paradise."