Isn't that an odd philosophy for a vampire?
A/N: short chapter, just for fun~
CHAPTER TEN: THE MOUNTAIN BETWEEN US IS THE ONE I CANNOT CLIMB (Charles Martin)
The floor below the once existing ceiling had been destroyed so badly that the smoothest exposed surface must be covered with grass and leaves for a body to lay down without sensing the cracks. There might be better spots in the corners, which were all however taken by wood, stone fragments and steel bars. I looked at the stars behind the fading clouds as my fingers tries to count the number fissures on the patch of dusty ceramic next to my hips, and I pretended that I was a mouse trapped in a box that was thrown into space. It seemed so unreal to me that for something like "space" and "stars" that we barely talked about at school would have such marvelous features. Somebody should have investigate more on those, no? All we knew was that we were going to Heaven or Hell depending on how well we served our country and our people.
A heavy snore pulled me out from my train of thoughts, which I had recognized immediately. After being with Mikager for so many years, listening to his stertors to me was like a baby in the embrace of the mother's heartbeat. It was strong and loud, a hurl of comfort and care that he kept sending me even while asleep, a hurl filled with the power of his masculinity. Once more, I said to myself that our friendship was true, that it was not manufactured through the brainwash process. Why else would Castor believe him, too, and sent me to him. I turned my head toward the sound that I had missed so, and tried to see the movement of this lips, which was the best part of this intimate moment. Despite the darkness, my eyes were able to trace a figure a few meters away from me. It was probably lying face-up with his hands crossed under his head.
Mikage had been a bit displeased after he learned that Hakuren had not yet told me anything about the mission. The latter blamed that he was too fast, that even if we did start talking about it right after he left, we would not even have the time to get into the most important details. Though Hakuren said that speed enhancement was not an effect of the virus, Mikage's quickness was still quite impressive compared to normal human. It was much like the time when I got knocked down by a vampire, I may have felt unconscious for a long time but that assumption would be unreasonable because the more time I passed lying outside, the more I was in danger of getting bitten by some other vampire. Perhaps it was Mikage's caring for me that allowed him to speed up. Sometimes human's natural power could be quite amazing.
The room suddenly felt into silence. For people who never heard of Mikage's snores, they might think that he was suffocating. But I knew what exactly was coming up in his nocturnal symphony. My eyes widened at the eagerness to capture more light from his direction while I mentally prepare for my ears to received his next beat. GRZRZHZRHZHZHRHZHRHZ! A perfect superlative staccato with a fermata - it was explosively stunning, the climax of my intimate pleasure.
The figure that my eyes were fixing moved. He sat up, hands touching around until they pulled up an apparently large piece of wood. He placed it upright on the side that is further from my eye, as if to prevent something to reach him behind this new installed wall. Before he lay back, I saw his long hair, swinging and dangling around his arms; and I remember that Hakuren said that he would sleep between me and Mikage so he can have a chance to prevent me from being "accidentally" attacked.