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I'm not sure how long I've been in love with you. I don't know if it was a gradual decent or if I was just flung into it. And to be truthfully honest I have no idea of what drew me to you. I mean, it's not like you welcomed us with open arms. I'm sure that if you had it your way you would have gone without talking to us at all. Of course that makes training difficult, but in the end I'm sure you would have found a way.
The moon is full, lending a silver aura to the yard. Needless to say the silver reminds me of you. But then again, everything reminds me of you. I know your hair is more grey than silver, but when the light catches it just right it is silver. The wind picks up, driving the golden leaves before it and I curl up more, berating myself for not getting a jacket. At this rate I'm going to get sick. I wish you had at least let me know that you were leaving! I woke this morning to find you missing. I knew you would eventually comeback. Everything was still in its place, with the exception of Dranzer. Some how I'm not surprised. Dranzer would go to hell with you and back. I just wish that once you would open up, let me help you with your pain.
I hear the fence creaking, breaking the stillness of the night. I watch you vault over the fence, reveling in the smooth movement of muscles moving under silken white skin. My breath catches in my throat as you enter the moonlight. The silver light washes over your lithe form, revealing everything. Your hair is that beautiful silver color, your darker hair providing a velvet backdrop to the silver. Instead of your skin's normal pale color you look silver, like an angel. You stand in the middle of the yard, umber eyes closed against the world around you.
It's the same as every other time. You block out the world around you, never letting anyone get close, help you. I just wish that you would let me help. I think that Max knows that I want to help you. He's pulled me to one side more than once, always saying the same thing. "Look nothing's going to happen if you wait. You need to tell him." I never thought that I was that obvious. Just goes to show you that people become easier to read when they're in love.
I shift slightly. A twig is becoming overly familiar with the small of my back. Your eyes open and fix on my hiding spot, pinning me in place. You raise a single slim grey eyebrow, the only movement besides the fluttering of your scarf. I don't move for several seconds before dropping from the tree to land on the ground. I brush myself off taking as much time as possible without seeming suspicious. I lift my head, not really expecting you to say anything.
"Care to tell me what you're doing out here this late?"
I jump, startled that you actually asked. I shake my head, not willing to tell you that I was worried. I mean, after the hell you've been through I wouldn't be surprised if you could defend yourself. You don't say anything more though your eyebrow is still arched, silently trying to provoke me to answer. I sigh, not able to resist the eyebrow. That single part of your body could probably get me to spill my most withheld secrets.
"I was just looking at the moon." I answer, hoping that you will not badger me any further. Seconds pass the silence between us growing almost unbearable. I nearly jump out of my skin when your velvet voice breaks the silence.
"Watching the moon? Without a jacket?" I mentally smack myself. I was so worried about him that I had been sitting in the yard almost all day, paying no attention to the goings on around me. I really should tell him how I feel. It's been almost three months since I stopped denying it and finally admitted that I was in love with our cold-hearted captain. During those months I was unusually jumpy and had a severe case on insomnia. Every time I closed my eyes he would appear, driving me to distraction. I think that's when Max caught on. There was more than one time he helped me back to my room before I passed out from lack of sleep.
"Kai.." I start, my voice catching in my throat as his umber eyes meet mine " there's something I need to tell you." You say nothing, but nod your head in acknowledgement. I keep my eyes focused on yours trying to work past the lump in my throat. "I.." my eyes drift to the ground, the brown grass proving exceptionally interesting. Damn this for being so hard. I mean the worst that could happed is rejection or you could be utterly disgusted with me and refuse to speak with me again.
We stayed like that for several seconds, the rustling of leaves the only sound in the still night. I am glad that you don't push me. I honestly didn't think it would be this hard. If I had known I might have not brought it up and just stayed silent, living without giving love a chance. The silence became almost unbearable. I can feel your umber eyes focused on me, unblinking.
"Kai, I love you." There its out in the open now. Once again there is silence in the yard. The seconds seem to stretch into minutes and I'm still left without an answer. To tell the truth, I honestly wasn't expecting you to answer me. I mean, to you I'm nobody but a teammate, not worthy to actually feel anything for you, let alone love. I swallow my tears, determined not to cry in front of you. That would be the ultimate humiliation, even worse than the battles I've lost. I turn to leave, still without an answer. It's been five minutes at least and I still can't bring myself to look into your dazzling umber eyes.
Surprisingly warm, slim fingers circle my wrist stopping me in my tracks. I turn my head, eyes widening in shock. The shields you've created are down, allowing me to see the pain I know you've endured. But the moment passes and you're back to your normal impassive self. Your grip on my wrist tightens almost imperceptibly, drawing me closer. I can feel the heat flowing off you in waves, warming the air around us.
The night doesn't seem so cold with you around, but still I shiver. You pull me closer, your warmth enveloping me. I lean back against your strong chest, reveling in the feeling of your arms around me. By this time I don't expect an answer. I'll leave in a minute I promise. I don't want to prolong the agony of not having you any longer then necessary.
I move to leave, only to have you pull me back, tightening your grip on me. I stop trying to leave, shocked that you actually want me to stay. Thousands of thoughts rush through my mind, the foremost being that you actually feel something besides friendship for me. "Why?" I break the silence my curiosity getting the best of me again. One of these days I'm going to get an answer that is going to kill me.
You don't answer immediately, leading me to believe that you're not going too. I jump again when I feel your warm breath on my ear. My ears are especially sensitive, one of my little quirks. "Because I don't want you to leave." Your answer shocks me. I expected anything but what you just said. I was prepared to never have you talk to me or be kicked off the team. But not this!
You press your soft lips to the tip of my ear, eliciting a shiver of pleasure. I can almost feel your smirk. I lean back even further, trying to get as close as possible to your warmth. We stand like that for several minutes until the wind picks up again, even colder than before. You pull back from me, a single arm the only thing touching me. You gesture to the house with your free hand and I move towards the door, your arm once again around my waist.
"Go put on warm clothes on and then come back down here. And Rei, try to avoid waking up the others." Your voice is still cold, but if I listen close enough I can hear a slight amount of affection. I know of the hell you've been through and I can wait for you to say those three little words. I would wait forever for you.
A/N: Just a wild idea that popped into my head.
I'm not sure how long I've been in love with you. I don't know if it was a gradual decent or if I was just flung into it. And to be truthfully honest I have no idea of what drew me to you. I mean, it's not like you welcomed us with open arms. I'm sure that if you had it your way you would have gone without talking to us at all. Of course that makes training difficult, but in the end I'm sure you would have found a way.
The moon is full, lending a silver aura to the yard. Needless to say the silver reminds me of you. But then again, everything reminds me of you. I know your hair is more grey than silver, but when the light catches it just right it is silver. The wind picks up, driving the golden leaves before it and I curl up more, berating myself for not getting a jacket. At this rate I'm going to get sick. I wish you had at least let me know that you were leaving! I woke this morning to find you missing. I knew you would eventually comeback. Everything was still in its place, with the exception of Dranzer. Some how I'm not surprised. Dranzer would go to hell with you and back. I just wish that once you would open up, let me help you with your pain.
I hear the fence creaking, breaking the stillness of the night. I watch you vault over the fence, reveling in the smooth movement of muscles moving under silken white skin. My breath catches in my throat as you enter the moonlight. The silver light washes over your lithe form, revealing everything. Your hair is that beautiful silver color, your darker hair providing a velvet backdrop to the silver. Instead of your skin's normal pale color you look silver, like an angel. You stand in the middle of the yard, umber eyes closed against the world around you.
It's the same as every other time. You block out the world around you, never letting anyone get close, help you. I just wish that you would let me help. I think that Max knows that I want to help you. He's pulled me to one side more than once, always saying the same thing. "Look nothing's going to happen if you wait. You need to tell him." I never thought that I was that obvious. Just goes to show you that people become easier to read when they're in love.
I shift slightly. A twig is becoming overly familiar with the small of my back. Your eyes open and fix on my hiding spot, pinning me in place. You raise a single slim grey eyebrow, the only movement besides the fluttering of your scarf. I don't move for several seconds before dropping from the tree to land on the ground. I brush myself off taking as much time as possible without seeming suspicious. I lift my head, not really expecting you to say anything.
"Care to tell me what you're doing out here this late?"
I jump, startled that you actually asked. I shake my head, not willing to tell you that I was worried. I mean, after the hell you've been through I wouldn't be surprised if you could defend yourself. You don't say anything more though your eyebrow is still arched, silently trying to provoke me to answer. I sigh, not able to resist the eyebrow. That single part of your body could probably get me to spill my most withheld secrets.
"I was just looking at the moon." I answer, hoping that you will not badger me any further. Seconds pass the silence between us growing almost unbearable. I nearly jump out of my skin when your velvet voice breaks the silence.
"Watching the moon? Without a jacket?" I mentally smack myself. I was so worried about him that I had been sitting in the yard almost all day, paying no attention to the goings on around me. I really should tell him how I feel. It's been almost three months since I stopped denying it and finally admitted that I was in love with our cold-hearted captain. During those months I was unusually jumpy and had a severe case on insomnia. Every time I closed my eyes he would appear, driving me to distraction. I think that's when Max caught on. There was more than one time he helped me back to my room before I passed out from lack of sleep.
"Kai.." I start, my voice catching in my throat as his umber eyes meet mine " there's something I need to tell you." You say nothing, but nod your head in acknowledgement. I keep my eyes focused on yours trying to work past the lump in my throat. "I.." my eyes drift to the ground, the brown grass proving exceptionally interesting. Damn this for being so hard. I mean the worst that could happed is rejection or you could be utterly disgusted with me and refuse to speak with me again.
We stayed like that for several seconds, the rustling of leaves the only sound in the still night. I am glad that you don't push me. I honestly didn't think it would be this hard. If I had known I might have not brought it up and just stayed silent, living without giving love a chance. The silence became almost unbearable. I can feel your umber eyes focused on me, unblinking.
"Kai, I love you." There its out in the open now. Once again there is silence in the yard. The seconds seem to stretch into minutes and I'm still left without an answer. To tell the truth, I honestly wasn't expecting you to answer me. I mean, to you I'm nobody but a teammate, not worthy to actually feel anything for you, let alone love. I swallow my tears, determined not to cry in front of you. That would be the ultimate humiliation, even worse than the battles I've lost. I turn to leave, still without an answer. It's been five minutes at least and I still can't bring myself to look into your dazzling umber eyes.
Surprisingly warm, slim fingers circle my wrist stopping me in my tracks. I turn my head, eyes widening in shock. The shields you've created are down, allowing me to see the pain I know you've endured. But the moment passes and you're back to your normal impassive self. Your grip on my wrist tightens almost imperceptibly, drawing me closer. I can feel the heat flowing off you in waves, warming the air around us.
The night doesn't seem so cold with you around, but still I shiver. You pull me closer, your warmth enveloping me. I lean back against your strong chest, reveling in the feeling of your arms around me. By this time I don't expect an answer. I'll leave in a minute I promise. I don't want to prolong the agony of not having you any longer then necessary.
I move to leave, only to have you pull me back, tightening your grip on me. I stop trying to leave, shocked that you actually want me to stay. Thousands of thoughts rush through my mind, the foremost being that you actually feel something besides friendship for me. "Why?" I break the silence my curiosity getting the best of me again. One of these days I'm going to get an answer that is going to kill me.
You don't answer immediately, leading me to believe that you're not going too. I jump again when I feel your warm breath on my ear. My ears are especially sensitive, one of my little quirks. "Because I don't want you to leave." Your answer shocks me. I expected anything but what you just said. I was prepared to never have you talk to me or be kicked off the team. But not this!
You press your soft lips to the tip of my ear, eliciting a shiver of pleasure. I can almost feel your smirk. I lean back even further, trying to get as close as possible to your warmth. We stand like that for several minutes until the wind picks up again, even colder than before. You pull back from me, a single arm the only thing touching me. You gesture to the house with your free hand and I move towards the door, your arm once again around my waist.
"Go put on warm clothes on and then come back down here. And Rei, try to avoid waking up the others." Your voice is still cold, but if I listen close enough I can hear a slight amount of affection. I know of the hell you've been through and I can wait for you to say those three little words. I would wait forever for you.
A/N: Just a wild idea that popped into my head.