This drabble takes place during s3ep01 Finding Omi. And it's partly inspired by lengthy discussions on Tumblr.
"Okay, this is way to creepy."
Raimundo gives a noncommittal huff of agreement, trying his best to ignore the slight pang he feels when Kimiko's hand comes up to shove him away. What exactly was he expecting anyway? For the girl to come out of her chi-less state, blink up at him with her bright blue eyes and turn into an overwhelmed damsel in distress; fainting and thanking and clutching at him with a vice-like grip?
Yeah right.
Kimiko doesn't do overwhelmed, and she definitely isn't a damsel of any kind. He should know that, he's known her long enough.
But at least some recognition for holding onto to her so she wouldn't fall over or something when coming out of her stupor could go a long way. A thank you, a pat on the shoulder, a kiss on the cheek.
Something.
Instead she stares up at him with those damn blue eyes and a curious frown on her face as Raimundo shoves his hands in his pocket and slouches. Act like it doesn't matter, that you were just trying to be funny.
He hardly pays attention to Clay's questioning a of the strange taste in his mouth, but he's fully aware of Kimiko's stare. It burns into him like fire, and he can feel the hack of his neck heating up.
Raimundo shrugs away from her, and turns his glare up to the one who truly deserves it.