Sanctuary
Part 2
Tantalizing//
His back turned with ignorance, and I sighed softly against my own will. It was hard, but I managed to turn from that piercing gaze of frost.
My hands trembled softly, as I stripped away the soaked folds of my winter wear. I felt the air caress my sensitive skin with its frozen thin fingers. Tracing my shivers, making me swallow a gasp.
My eyes misted over surprisingly, as I outlined the flimsy material of my mismatched underwear and bra. They were soaked, and I thanked whatever god was out there that my mother didn't get enough time to finish washing the white laundry.
What am I going to do?
I was proud of everything, of my accomplishments, my personality, most of all my fighting skills...but I hated my body.
Ok, so it wasn't like me to even let that 'body image' garbage cross my mind, and I was thin where I needed to be...I had boobs, everything.
I just didn't like that way it looked.
Plus, all that teasing I get from that certain water wielder, he wouldn't miss out the chance to humiliate me once more. I understood, I did cause this mess anyway.
He was naked waist up, and I wondered glumly how many girls out there would die to be in my place. I almost laughed, but I caught the noise before it could escape.
My fingers numbly and nervously unclasped my bra; the beads of sweat surrounding my hairline finally descending down my face. I shivered again, the air caressing my breast in an almost intimate way. My face turned so hot, I felt as though I would explode.
"Kirisawa? Are you done, you monkey?"
Grrrr...there he goes with that monkey business again! Would he ever grow up, and quit that crap? My eyes blazed, but I held my tongue. I wouldn't dare talk back at that moment; he had every right to be mad at me.
"No, wait just a bit longer."
He sighed, his silver hair gleaming in the soft moonlight coming from the window. He ran his hand through his gorgeous mane, and I suddenly had this sicko need to be that hand.
The cold must have really gotten to me...
One of my hands consciously covered my breast, as the other nimbly and slowly peeled off my soaking wet bikini underwear.
There I was naked like the day I was born, with an almost naked Tokiya right before my eyes.
"Uhhhhh...I'm uh, oh my god...I'm do-" I gasped, my head burning with embarrassment,
"...done."
He turned, and I slowly detected the slightest shade of rose crossing his smooth cheeks. My eyes held his for a split second, but I turned and looked at the ground with bashfulness.
I could feel his gaze running along the surface of my clammy and still numb skin, and I covered my body the best I could with my arms. It didn't cover much, mind you.
"Are you still cold?"
His icy voice surrounded me, making my lips close to cover the chatter of my insane shivering. Of course I was cold, you dimwit! There was no heating what so ever in this cabin, what did he expect me to be?
"Yes."
I was being polite, and it was killing me...
My eyes sub concisely closed, as I rubbed the growing sleepiness from my eyes. I was getting so tired, and I scanned the empty room for a blanket to cover my body.
I found a bed, and within it's rotting wooden post, it held a quilt that looked so moth eaten and dirty, I almost refused to let my self touch it.
But...
It would hold as a good cover, and I would be able to regain some strength with sleep.
No, no...I knew that wasn't the whole reason...
I hated to admit, but at that moment I felt as though I would pass out. The room was spinning, and my eyes were closing on their own even though I was standing up.
I wanted to sleep more than anything.
I started to walk towards the bed, my feet so numb and cold I didn't even feel the ruff wood bite into my skin. I just wanted that bed...
I flopped onto the mattress, and heard the screech of rusty springs meet my demise. I snuggled in the odd smelling blanket, and my eyes began to descend to the sleep I was craving so bad.
A hand grasped my shoulder, startling the wits out of me. I sat up straight, bonking my head with the person who dared touch me while I was about to close my eyes.
"MIKIGAMI! What do you want?"
I shrieked, my hands rubbing the sore goose egg that began to swell on the left corner of my forehead.
"Do not fall asleep, you might have hypothermia."
His voice was so cold; I began to wonder if the hypothermia was his fault. I winced, I couldn't sleep?
I groaned, "...I can't keep my eyes open..."
He scolded, watching down on me like I was some sort of rat and he was the king of my world. I fought the urge to punch him, but I knew there was no need...it wasn't like I had the energy to hit him anyways.
I felt my lids fall, "I'm sorry, I can't keep them..."
...open.
His body descended into the covers beside mine, his arms gathering my shivering body to his. His chest pressed against mine, making me gasp and open my eyes. I looked towards him, his face tilting to study my own with his baby blue eyes.
"I have to keep you warm, my body heat might work."
I blushed, dropping head to his chest and hiding from his intense stare. I didn't want him to feel my ugly body.
"...ah, thank you Tokiya,"
I felt his body stiffen with the sound of his name passing my lips, and secretly decided I really liked the sound of it on my tongue.
He shifted closer to me, resting his chin on top of mine. I relaxed, falling into the mold of his body.
Perfect fit...
What was I saying? He was only doing this because he knew If I died, it would hurt Yanagi or something...It wasn't like he gave a damn about my life.
I felt my eyes tear up, and I regretted the fact my throat tightening. I didn't cry for anything, only in severe pain or maybe a death of someone I loved...
But never had I shed a tear over a boy.
"Kirisawa?"
I closed my eyes, couldn't he ever use my first name?
"Yes?"
His hands rubbed down my back, his fingers probing gently into my skin, messaging the cold and destroying the numbness. His finger worked magic, and I felt like I was floating in the clouds, flying with the birds in the sweet smelling spring air. I was in heaven, pure blissful heaven.
"Do not fall asleep."
I struggled to open my eyes, "I'm sorry..."
Sleep beacon me, whispering and gently coaxing me to close my eyes. It's fingers gripped my mind, flicking off all the switches, destroying any chance of action or thought.
I couldn't resist the tantalizing aura and relief, I had to close my eyes.
... the thing I craved so horribly bad was going to be my demise.
AN- Ok, review me if you can! It would be so wonderful! Thank you! I don't own FoR and all that other crap you gotta write...blah blah blah.
Email me, rainbow_angel_dream@yahoo.com
Part 2
Tantalizing//
His back turned with ignorance, and I sighed softly against my own will. It was hard, but I managed to turn from that piercing gaze of frost.
My hands trembled softly, as I stripped away the soaked folds of my winter wear. I felt the air caress my sensitive skin with its frozen thin fingers. Tracing my shivers, making me swallow a gasp.
My eyes misted over surprisingly, as I outlined the flimsy material of my mismatched underwear and bra. They were soaked, and I thanked whatever god was out there that my mother didn't get enough time to finish washing the white laundry.
What am I going to do?
I was proud of everything, of my accomplishments, my personality, most of all my fighting skills...but I hated my body.
Ok, so it wasn't like me to even let that 'body image' garbage cross my mind, and I was thin where I needed to be...I had boobs, everything.
I just didn't like that way it looked.
Plus, all that teasing I get from that certain water wielder, he wouldn't miss out the chance to humiliate me once more. I understood, I did cause this mess anyway.
He was naked waist up, and I wondered glumly how many girls out there would die to be in my place. I almost laughed, but I caught the noise before it could escape.
My fingers numbly and nervously unclasped my bra; the beads of sweat surrounding my hairline finally descending down my face. I shivered again, the air caressing my breast in an almost intimate way. My face turned so hot, I felt as though I would explode.
"Kirisawa? Are you done, you monkey?"
Grrrr...there he goes with that monkey business again! Would he ever grow up, and quit that crap? My eyes blazed, but I held my tongue. I wouldn't dare talk back at that moment; he had every right to be mad at me.
"No, wait just a bit longer."
He sighed, his silver hair gleaming in the soft moonlight coming from the window. He ran his hand through his gorgeous mane, and I suddenly had this sicko need to be that hand.
The cold must have really gotten to me...
One of my hands consciously covered my breast, as the other nimbly and slowly peeled off my soaking wet bikini underwear.
There I was naked like the day I was born, with an almost naked Tokiya right before my eyes.
"Uhhhhh...I'm uh, oh my god...I'm do-" I gasped, my head burning with embarrassment,
"...done."
He turned, and I slowly detected the slightest shade of rose crossing his smooth cheeks. My eyes held his for a split second, but I turned and looked at the ground with bashfulness.
I could feel his gaze running along the surface of my clammy and still numb skin, and I covered my body the best I could with my arms. It didn't cover much, mind you.
"Are you still cold?"
His icy voice surrounded me, making my lips close to cover the chatter of my insane shivering. Of course I was cold, you dimwit! There was no heating what so ever in this cabin, what did he expect me to be?
"Yes."
I was being polite, and it was killing me...
My eyes sub concisely closed, as I rubbed the growing sleepiness from my eyes. I was getting so tired, and I scanned the empty room for a blanket to cover my body.
I found a bed, and within it's rotting wooden post, it held a quilt that looked so moth eaten and dirty, I almost refused to let my self touch it.
But...
It would hold as a good cover, and I would be able to regain some strength with sleep.
No, no...I knew that wasn't the whole reason...
I hated to admit, but at that moment I felt as though I would pass out. The room was spinning, and my eyes were closing on their own even though I was standing up.
I wanted to sleep more than anything.
I started to walk towards the bed, my feet so numb and cold I didn't even feel the ruff wood bite into my skin. I just wanted that bed...
I flopped onto the mattress, and heard the screech of rusty springs meet my demise. I snuggled in the odd smelling blanket, and my eyes began to descend to the sleep I was craving so bad.
A hand grasped my shoulder, startling the wits out of me. I sat up straight, bonking my head with the person who dared touch me while I was about to close my eyes.
"MIKIGAMI! What do you want?"
I shrieked, my hands rubbing the sore goose egg that began to swell on the left corner of my forehead.
"Do not fall asleep, you might have hypothermia."
His voice was so cold; I began to wonder if the hypothermia was his fault. I winced, I couldn't sleep?
I groaned, "...I can't keep my eyes open..."
He scolded, watching down on me like I was some sort of rat and he was the king of my world. I fought the urge to punch him, but I knew there was no need...it wasn't like I had the energy to hit him anyways.
I felt my lids fall, "I'm sorry, I can't keep them..."
...open.
His body descended into the covers beside mine, his arms gathering my shivering body to his. His chest pressed against mine, making me gasp and open my eyes. I looked towards him, his face tilting to study my own with his baby blue eyes.
"I have to keep you warm, my body heat might work."
I blushed, dropping head to his chest and hiding from his intense stare. I didn't want him to feel my ugly body.
"...ah, thank you Tokiya,"
I felt his body stiffen with the sound of his name passing my lips, and secretly decided I really liked the sound of it on my tongue.
He shifted closer to me, resting his chin on top of mine. I relaxed, falling into the mold of his body.
Perfect fit...
What was I saying? He was only doing this because he knew If I died, it would hurt Yanagi or something...It wasn't like he gave a damn about my life.
I felt my eyes tear up, and I regretted the fact my throat tightening. I didn't cry for anything, only in severe pain or maybe a death of someone I loved...
But never had I shed a tear over a boy.
"Kirisawa?"
I closed my eyes, couldn't he ever use my first name?
"Yes?"
His hands rubbed down my back, his fingers probing gently into my skin, messaging the cold and destroying the numbness. His finger worked magic, and I felt like I was floating in the clouds, flying with the birds in the sweet smelling spring air. I was in heaven, pure blissful heaven.
"Do not fall asleep."
I struggled to open my eyes, "I'm sorry..."
Sleep beacon me, whispering and gently coaxing me to close my eyes. It's fingers gripped my mind, flicking off all the switches, destroying any chance of action or thought.
I couldn't resist the tantalizing aura and relief, I had to close my eyes.
... the thing I craved so horribly bad was going to be my demise.
AN- Ok, review me if you can! It would be so wonderful! Thank you! I don't own FoR and all that other crap you gotta write...blah blah blah.
Email me, rainbow_angel_dream@yahoo.com