Just wanted to do something in this pairing. Well, here you are…
When he sang, I knew it wasn't my choice to love him. It was intrinsic, like rain drops running into rivulets, then descending into horse-swift rivers. Fast, but not too fast. Natural. Like I said, intrinsic.
…Steady now, here comes the lightning,
The lighting sucked, flickering and too dim, but it didn't matter. He still shone. Bright and untouchable as any star or distant galaxy could ever hope to be. That stage made palpable how ethereal his existence was, how unearthly. How did he end up there, among refuse like me?
Does it aim, or does it shoot blind?
Welcome to earth, Angel. Sorry to disappoint you.
I can't think why I'm staring.
I remember closing my eyes and thinking he could send all Hell away, if just for a moment. He did for me. Every word was like rain in the desert, soft kisses and cool touches on dry, fevered skin. I had forgotten anything could be so beautiful.
What can it be that I'm hoping to find?
Or maybe I just never realized. I've never been too perceptive, not when it matters.
Sanctuary, my sanctuary,
I sighed, and it had been too long since I had let it all go, let myself feel human. Let myself wonder if it might be different someday. It seemed so inevitable that what was before me was transient, however lovely. An almost lucid dream, vanished like mist in the sun.
Is it in something I covet, but fear to hold?
He sang, and it wasn't fair that it was so easy. All my demons, all my mea culpa, all of them subsided into nothing at the sound of his voice. Could he be my sanctuary? I wanted him to be. I would've signed Faust's own pact if only I could gain him. What had I to lose?
Sanctuary, my sanctuary,
I would've been his. I would've been that and more, so much more. I would've strived to give him paradise, if only he would keep singing for me. That flow of sound, languid, legato… It made me invincible. Intrepid and enamored.
Maybe this is a secret I will soon be told.
Soft clapping, and there was his smile. I instantly wanted to see it again, but just for me. I wanted him singing again, but just for me. I stayed a bit, wondering if I should act on the thoughts that had formed like puddles during his performance. I could ignore them, avoid and forget. Or I could make a splash or two.
"Hey."
Almond brown eyes turned to look at me, just me. My chest locked up.
"Hey. I'm Souta."
"I'm Kohaku."
He smiled again, just for me, and at that moment I was willing to be anything for him, do anything for him.
"Kohaku… Stay with me for a bit? Just to talk?"
Transient… Maybe not.
First InuYasha fic, Please comment. :