Sometimes
Vantrika
Sometimes, just sometimes she could swear that it was more than camaraderie.
Sometimes, his firm smiles and swift nods seemed like more than professional approval.
Sometimes, his yells at her to MOVE, FAST! seemed more frantic than is necessary.
And sometimes, when she lies down at night, he is a little closer to her than is necessary for her safety.
But she's smarter than that. She does not spend her time thinking about 'maybes' and 'what ifs.' She is a warrior, and warriors do not delude themselves. Especially where demons are concerned. Or half-breeds.
But…
But sometimes, when it's quiet at night and all she can hear is the chirp of the crickets and the soft crackle of the fire, she wants nothing more than to reach out to him, to cover his handwith hers.
But she doesn't. Because she is a warrior.
And warriors do not delude themselves.
Written 8/1/05, Edited 8/6/05. 150 words.