The Quiet Things That
No One Ever Knows
Book 1: The Phantom
Prolouge: Keep it Safe
Disclaimer: I do not own DNAngel.
It's so quiet. Was it always this quiet? There' s a warmth here, a gentle heat rising and falling against my chest. A soothing scent pulls me back into a concious state of mind and I smile.
I should have known it was you.
You're so cute there snuggled up against me and I can't bring myself to move. I don't want to wake you. A lazy yawn escapes my lips as I shift my arm out from under your back. Your head lulls down into the dip of my shoulder and your sweet breath leaves tingling shivers along my neck.
I want to touch you. I want to hold you longer.
My sight leaves the serenity of your face only to briefly glance down at the discarded text books strewn about our feet. Boy we must have studied hard, now wonder you're exhausted. You always were the smart one, always fretting over grades. It's one of the factors that makes you so fascinating to me. I wish I could be as ambitious as you.
To see you so relaxed and comfortable in my arms brings and instant warmth to my heart. I know it won't last so I take advantage of this moment. The minute your body stirs you'll be muttering excuses while scrambling nervously for your belongings. Why can't you just stay with me like this forever? Sleep forever?
I watch as your eyes twitch and your bottom lip trembles. I wonder what you're dreaming about. We've always had this open relationship, but lately it seems as if you're hiding something. "What are you keeping from me, Riku?"
I squint my plum colored eyes at the sunlight breaking in through the study window. The same violacious eyes that had every girl in this institution falliing head over hills, except you of course. You could always see right through them. Right through me. Then why can't you see that this is real?
But, none the less, morning has come. Class will begin in a few hours.
With my usual sleath I slip out from under your weight and watch with the faintest smirk as your sprawl out unto the couch. Brushing back a few strands of your copper coloured bangs, I lovingly place a kiss on your brow. I creep cautiously towards the door. Scooping up my sneakers by the frame, I give you one last glance as my hand firms around the cool brass of the doorknob.
"Dark?" you ask groggily through half-lidded eyes.
"Don't worry Riku," I tell you, though you probably don't understand me through the sleepy haze.
"No one has to know," I whisper quietly before stepping pass the threshold and closing the door behind me. Abandoning my sleepy princess.