Byasana drabble.
Summary: Hisana is back, Byakuya has trouble sleeping.
Sleep
Hisana was back. Sometimes, Byakuya still found it hard to believe and there were nights where he didn't want to go to sleep, for fear that she would vanish again, that everything would turn out to be a dream. But, being that she knew him best, she always realized when he was having such doubts and she would talk him out of it, which more often than not made him glad that there was nobody else there, seeing him as such a wreck. One time, they had already been lying on their futon, when those fears had attacked him. Immediately she had noticed the slight, but to her significant, shift in his reiatsu and looked at him worriedly, while sitting up.
„Byakuya? What's wrong?"
„Nothing, Hisana."
„I know that you're lying, so what is it?" Damn, he swore she hadn't been so demanding before.
„I'm fine, go to sleep Hisana." Well, he could always try.
„While you force yourself to stay awake? I don't think so." He had stared at her, asked her how she knew. She had frowned at him and whispered, „Are you scared that I will vanish if you sleep?" He had found himself nod.
„I won't go anywhere. My place is right here, beside you." She had kissed him (it had made his heart stutter in his chest) and then guided his head into her lap. When he had started to protest, not because he didn't like it, but because he felt embarrassed, he was a man after all, she had shushed him with her fingers. Stumped, because he didn't remember her being quite this...persuasive, he had shut up. It hadn't been long before her delicate hands running through his hair had turned every rational thought into rubbish, only leaving thoughts of her.
„What are you doing?" He'd slurred and she had smiled down at him. His heart-beat had quickened at her warm expression, at having her there.
„Putting you to sleep, what does it look like?" She had told him later he had blushed at that, though he refused to admit it (Why should he? He had not blushed). He had closed his eyes, huffed and pretended to be offended, all the while knowing that she knew it was an act, „I'm not a child." She had laughed then and answered she knew that he wasn't, but she liked carding her fingers to his hair. And since he in truth did like her fingers in his hair, that had been the end of their ''argument''. Before he had been fully drawn into the land of dreams, he had murmured sleepily, „love you", her answer of „I love you too" putting a smile on his face as he finally surrendered to sleep.
Byakuya totally blushed ;)
How was it? It sounds somewhat sappy to me, so if it is, please give me some advice how to change it.
Hope you liked it either way, though^^
