I do not own +Anima!! (Though I really wish I could draw that good. But I'll stick to my better habit. Writing. ^_^ )
"No…" The thought echoed through a young boy's head. He struggled as the water began filling his lungs. "I don't want to die!"
Head flinging upwards, a boy with smooth, pale skin gasped for air. He sat up from his pallet on the floor. A small drop of sweat ran down his face, leaving a small streak behind it. It slipped down his chin and fell into his palm. It's about that day, isn't it?
"Husky?" A small, female voice cut through the darkness. "Are you okay?" Her voice was soothing, yet he wouldn't admit it. His hatred for girls enveloped on thoughts like that. A small sigh escaped his lips. "I'm fine…" He replied, another drop of sweat running down his face.
"You sure?"
"Yes, Nana."
The sounds of sheets moving and a body shifting lightly echoed through the cam, and the dim light of the fire had gone out hours ago. Husky looked up into the sky, and then turned onto his side. Though he was tired, he didn't close his eyes. I guess we'll set out tomorrow…. His silver blue hair fell over his face, casting a shadow over his eyes. A small sigh escaped his lips.