I'm a fool for you

I'll do everything for you Rejection and loneliness Go together like a pair Don't leave me with them Because I'm a fool for you

'Trailing soothing kisses down his timid neck. Caressing the lower of his jaw then to glance up and see him giggle, with a seductive hint in his lustful eyes. Oh, the beautiful eyes. Seeing them closed in the middle of a passionate kiss, the fingers of the samurai entwined in the lovers' hair. 'Leaning above him and unconsciously pushing him onto the soft futon, teasing him with a tongue to his. Being able to rub deeply into his red scalp, and have him intensify his lips in return. 'The sharp inhales of the first entering, and the full-throated moans of the next thrusts. Feeling the warmth of the tightness, moving without control but so much sensation. 'Collapsing into a sweaty heap of warm substances. Gathering him in, wiping him down with a tepid rag. Too frail to speak, feeling him hold his lower tight and barely moth the words, "I love you..."'

Sanosuke has wondered how many times that had been replaying in his mind today...

A silly day dream.

All the prayers in heaven couldn't make that come true. None of the bets or the wishes could. Sometimes he wishes the Kenshin would catch him, so that the street fighter could explain.

No... Confess.

Kenshin saved him. To Sano he was the red hared angel that took his beaten and torn heart and healed it at once.

Removing his arm off of Kenshin's shoulder, before it got odd, Sano removed the towel from his neck and threw it into the bucket. "You're feeling better, I take it?" Kenshin asked, following the thrown towel with his eyes.

Sanosuke's eyebrows raised re-calling in his mind what happen just ten minutes ago, "Oh, yeah, much better." Then he added grinning, "I don't think I need to stay in bed anymore."

Kenshin just shook his head stubbornly, "Megumi-dono said that anyone else would have suffered severely; You need to stay in bed for a least a day." He gestured putting one finger up.

Running his hand through his dark hair, Sanosuke sighed and murmured quietly, "I guess I can't fight back..." Kenshin gave a small look of surprise, there must be something wrong, and the real Sano would have fought harder. Sitting in the futon Sanosuke fought the hard wooden wall behind him to get comfortable. With a slim victory he managed to achieve the task by arching his back and sliding down, coming to the same eye level of Kenshin next to him.

A smooth silence fell between the two, both of them in thought, but neither of them uncomfortable. Very little movement was seen in the room other than Sano's hands idly twiddling their thumbs. For a moment Kenshin licked his lips very discreetly, it was hard to tell he did it at all. A numb shock fell over Sano, was Kenshin awake? Did he pretend to be asleep? If so, did he want to be kissed? Sanosuke's frown was so deep that his comrade took notice.

"Something wrong?" Kenshin asked curiously, tilting his head to one side with concern. Sanosuke's eye's widened for a moment, he opening his mouth to say something, but closed it quickly and turned his attention to his knees.

"No, not much."