He came to me, but not for dreams. No, when he walked into my den, it was to forget. He had begun having flashbacks, memories of the trauma he tried so hard to bury and hide. But I felt the scar when I placed a hand on his back to guide him deeper into my home. I saw the flicker of uncertainty, the fear that I knew. And when I glanced down at him, he saw I had felt it and pulled away, insulting me and trying to play it off as pride. Still, I knew. He was damaged beyond what my dreams could repair.
Author notes:
This is Lau x Ciel, and using my right to play with artistic license, I have altered their interactions a bit. The story starts when they first meet and goes all the way to when Lau "tries to kill" Ciel. It's rated M for what will happen eventually in later chapters. This is my first attempt at something longer than a one shot, so any input would be appreciated. Also, I won't be updating regularly. I write it on my ipod during commute, so I have varying amounts of time to write depending on how crowded the trains are. Thank you and enjoy!