Disclaimer: I do not own Yuu Yuu Hakusho nor do I make any money from this piece of fan fiction.
AN: I know, I know, I should be getting Chapter 13 of Kitsunebi up. But I couldn't resist writing this little drabble. It's pretty clear who the "he" is, no? As far as the character doing the thinking, I wrote this with Hiei in mind, but I think this would work for just about any character. Italics is for thoughts.
Excess
Too beautiful. That's what he was. All eyes fell on him the minute he walked into a room. I can't help but do the same.
Too graceful. His fighting style always looked like a graceful dance of death. If death were to come for me, I can only pray it would come so gracefully.
Too sensual. Everyone wanted to possess him, own him, for themselves. I'm no different.
Too untouchable. His long flowing hair and robes, the deadly dance, the raw sensuality. It made him completely untouchable to those who have laid eyes on him.
And yet, somehow, you're mine.