Day 2: Cuddling somewhere.

Good morning, Everyone!

I was going to do a normal fluffy drabble but then this happened.

Whoops. My brain is all over the place today, I hope this is still acceptable to everyone's liking and future chapters will be a lot fluffier. Ah, also this is post-canon. Yuuma calls Vector 'Shingetsu' still, but Vector refers to himself as Vector. Sorry if that's a little confusing x'D

Hope you can enjoy, thought. :)


Had he ever felt so cold? Vector couldn't recall. It was hard to think of anything at all. He was seeing his life, (lives) play over and over.

Coronation day, His mother's eyes were sparkling and she was so, so proud.

Her body going limp in his arms, his father's voice screaming at him before collapsing.

Don thousand's overwhelming evil presence suffocating the air out of him.

There was so much blood. Nasch, Durbe, Merag...their people's blood. His own people's blood.

The white-hot glare of the barian world. When he had arrived he had traced his face with clawed hands, screaming with laughter because this body fitted his mad mind but somehow felt so wrong and he wanted to rip open his skin and crawl out.

Yuuma. Just Yuuma. He had been so annoying at first. He couldn't figure him out. Why the hell was he so damn persistent? Vector was determined to break him. Shatter his hope and crush his soul. He had had fun pretending to be a happy, idiotic transfer student.

(It had been almost natural, he was only enjoying it because he knew what would come after, right?)

Yuuma had screamed. Cried. Shouted that he was lying- that wasn't right, right? That Vector couldn't be Shingetsu because Shingetsu was- Shingetsu only had the best intentions. Vector didn't have good intentions.

He was certain he would be broken. Yuuma had rebounded, and won, and everything was a big waste, wasn't it? Because Astral and Yuuma had made up and maybe it wasn't perfect, but it was something stronger than Vector still.

Nasch was stronger, too, apparently.

(Hadn't he always been? In every life, it ended the same.)

He hated them all. He hated the cold. Hands all over him, screaming at him that they were going to get revenge. They were so cold.

Slipping off the edge of the ground was the worst part of it. He could feel himself falling and being pulled into Don Thousand almost in slow motion, and Yuuma's calloused hand slid on his fingers, barely grabbing him in time.

(How many times had he held those hands? He knew them almost as well as his own. When he acted as Shingetsu, he was held those hands many times. When Yuuma had gotten little scrapes and cuts on his fingers he'd whine loudly and his face would turn pink when Rei innocently kissed his fingers to make it better.)

(Why couldn't it be that simple to heal everything?)

Yuuma was an idiot. He just wouldn't give up. He was so pure, and in the end, Vector realized something. That pureness was idiotic, yes, but it was hope. Yuuma carried everyone's hopes and dreams on his shoulders and in his heart, because he was strong enough to carry the weight of it. His kattobingu, the unwillingness to give up on anything, or anyone. Vector couldn't drag those hopes down with him. Yuuma didn't deserve that.

Because...He and Yuuma-kun were friends, right?

He'd trust his dream with Yuuma, too.

(He wanted everyone's life who he ruined to get a good ending. It was okay if he was lost if that could happen. Because no one would miss him, he thought.)

(This time, he wouldn't be selfish. It was for the best if he just disappeared, right?)

(...He wanted to be selfish and see Yuuma again. Despite what he said, he didn't want to just disappear. He wanted to live, he wanted to see Yuuma, to see him and apologize and to hug him and thank him and spend his life making it up to the boy who saved him and-)

(He really just wanted to see Yuuma again. And again. In every life that may come, he wanted to spend them all with that boy.)

...

It was warm. The first thing he could sense was the smell of cinnamon and dirt. He felt warm, all around him... Someone was hugging him close and crying. It was like sobbing, loud and heavy and they were clinging to him tightly.

"You're alive! S-Shingetsu, you- you scared to to death!" Yuuma hiccuped. Yes that was Yuuma... crying? For him? His throat was disgustingly dry but he couldn't help but laugh.

"What a waste of tears, Yuuma-kun." He pulled away and dabbed at Yuuma's tears with his finger. Yuuma was covered in scrapes and dirt but had the biggest, most relived smile Vector had seen him wear.

"E-everyone else had woken up already...I thought..you wouldn't.." He sniffed. Around them people were cheering, crying tears of joy, and hugging. The city wasn't in rubble like it had been and everyone was here...So Yuuma had won. Yuuma had saved everyone. Even him...

He pulled Yuuma into a hug and Yuuma wrapped his arms around him again, snuggling into his jacket.

"You look really gross when you cry, I think I prefer your smile after all, Yuuma." he could hear Yuuma give a muffled laugh and a sniff.

"Y-You've made me cry the most, you jerk!" Yuuma lightly punched him in the shoulder and Vector smiled.

"I only had the best intentions, Yuuummaa-kuuun~" He purred and Yuuma laughed.

"We should go see everyone and get cleaned up, come on-" Before he could finish, Vector pulled him down on the grass. Yuuma gasped and fell beside him.

"Let's just stay still for a while. There's no rush, everyone else will be pissed at me, anyway." He pulled Yuuma close to him on the grass. The scent of wet grass and the fresh water from the sea was a comforting, familiar smell. The stars were like a million diamonds in the sky, sparkling.

(Had they ever shone so brightly?)

Yuuma snuggled close to him and intertwined their hands. he could hear Yuuma breathing quietly and feel his chest rising against his arm. Everything would be okay, if he was with Yuuma.

Maybe, like the stars, Vector would learn to shine again.

(Being with Yuuma, he felt like he already was shining.)


Does that count as cuddling ? Well, next chapter is gaming/watching a movie. I'm a little torn because gaming would bring out their more competitive side and be really hilarious but...Movies could lead to movie make-outs. Or popcorn fights. Just cute fluff in general. Ahh, decisions. (I'm easily swayed by suggestions UmU)

The shining bit was both a play on the fact the barians are named after stars and the fact that SHingetsu plays a shining deck. I really like those kind of things.

Also, auto correct thinks Kattobingu should be tobogganing, which is a sled. Sleddobingu, you guys who actually get some snow. ( I've gotten exactly 1 inch of it. I really want more snow.)