QUESTIONS: How to explain the way Cain looks AFTER the...bridge-incident? And how will he freak out Shido this time? ^^
Disclaimer: *sniffs* I don't know whom all those guys from "Mayonaka no Tantei" (i.e. "Night Walker") really belong to. I only know that it isn't me...! T________T
Warning: This concerns a Relationship between two MALES. (This fic WILL progress to lemony in the near future. ...At least I hope so. *sweatdrops*)
Author's Note: Second inflict—err, installment of my fanfic.
For Once, Then, Somethingby Hotaru Muraki
~ Part Two: A 'Guest' ~
"Does that mean you were thinking about me?"
No. No...!
"Shidou......"
Noooooooo.........
It couldn't be! He was dead! D.E.A.D. Dead and gone!!
Cain...
I didn't know whether shock had frozen me in place or whether Cain had just used some spell of his. All I was absolutely certain of was that I did not want to turn around and find out. As if I really have a choice!
Maybe this...nightmare would disappear if I simply ignored it? Maybe it was just some weird dream? Some overzealous figment of my imagination trying to lure me into a guilt-trip...?
"You don't honestly believe that, do you, my darling Shidou...?"
He chuckled, for all outward appearances as amused as a father might be when his child had done something not-quite intelligent but somehow charming nevertheless. To my ears, however, he sounded more like a cat who had caught a mouse and was wondering aloud whether to play with it or eat it right away. From what I knew about him, Cain was anything but amused right now. He was – please excuse the expression – pissed as hell. I have a baaaad feeling about this...
"As well you should." The sound of footsteps walking closer ever so softly. Cain had always been able to move like that; a large cat moving silently with all the lethal grace of a born predator. A tiger, for example, was a predator, true. Only... Cain was more dangerous by far.
"Well, my darling Shidou... Don't you have anything to say to me...?" His voice had become even lower, purring along the lines of being barely audible. For humans. For me... It couldn't have been any louder if Cain had just shouted in my ear.
His voice... It sent shivers down my spine...
He must be standing right behind me now. What...was he going to do? And...
Why was I unable to move? Jump up? Just get away? To...turn around? Anything!
"Anything at all...?"
Damn, why did he sound so amused. So...expectant. As if he was waiting for something. But...for what? I didn't think that I wanted to find out. Not really, anyway.
"Hmmm......?" I heard clothes rustling as he bent closer. His lips were almost touching my ear. I could feel him next to me, his breath brushing past my cheek, though we were hardly an inch or two apart. And yet...
Don't go there, I advised myself. I stared resolutely ahead, concentrating on the movie as if it might offer me salvation from this dilemma I was in. Needless to say, I didn't really see anything.
No, I did not want to talk to Cain. I did not want to see, hear or feel him either. NO WAY!
"...my dear Shidou?" That bastard really thought that all this was funny!? Amusement just for his benefit!? How dare he—
He chuckled darkly again, obviously enjoying himself immensely. At my expense. Undoubtedly he sensed my discomfort, my anger. And my...confusion?
Before I had time to use my steadily increasing anger for something constructive – like fleeing, for example – I heard Cain walking around the couch. My awareness of his presence rose to a new height, something I would have believed to be impossible mere moments ago.
What the hell am I thinking?! My thoughts, my whole mind had suddenly become a confusing jumble of emotions. And take a guess why!
Then Cain, obnoxious, possessive, scheming bastard that he was, did something else to throw me completely off the track.
He sat down.
I did not turn my head. I. Did. Not. Want. To. Look. At. Him!!
Cain snaked an arm around my shoulders, pulling my traitorous, unresisting body against his, our hips barely touching through the cloth.
He chuckled. Yes, he was definitely taking great pleasure in my distress. I was afraid of what that devious bastard would do next. For once, I would be happy to be disappointed. Unfortunately—
"So...my Shidou..."
It couldn't get worse, right?
"...what movie are we watching tonight?"
To be continued...?
Replies to reviews:
- Darkmaster2: I've never seen it written in Japanese, so I've taken some artistic license with the spelling. So it's 'Shidou' – at least for me.
- sylverwyvern: *gg* Hope you enjoy your plushies. *hugs Cain-plushie* (*Cain-plushie is hugging Shidou-plushie right now*)
- Mizuko: You got your wish! ^^V
- LadyoftheLake40: I hope I will be able to meet your expectations. Well, I'll certainly try to do my best. *winks*