A Reflection by Seiri

a/n: Written when I wanted a Reki plushie. Still do. -I own nothing except the strange ideas streaming from my brain written down here.

I suppose this has hints of shoujo-ai. It's hardly anything serious though, because it's so short. So take it as you will.

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Warm. It felt warm... and safe. I can still remember the smell of paint and stale cigarettes that tickled my nose every time I inhaled. I didn't mind though. In fact, I liked it... maybe even loved it. Yes, that sounds right. I loved it.

I can still remember the my cheek pressed up against soft black hair, light from the halo above Reki's head giving off a gentle glow. And it was safe. I felt safe, in her arms. Nothing would ever be able to touch me. Nothing could hurt me. Reki would protect me.

And I remember the sound of her breathing by my ear, a slow and steady intake of air, no matter how much she smoked. And... that put me to rest somehow. I always felt like I could stay that way forever. And I wished it did. I know that she's someplace better now, but... If only for one moment I could be back in her arms...

And the gentle feeling of Reki's heartbeat, dulled by layers of clothing. I remember it being quiet enough that I could almost hear the beating of her heart... And reluctantly wishing that I could just melt. Melt right there, and always be able to be with Reki. I would give anything...

But no, everything that happened was for the best. I know this in my heart, so I know I'll be able to wait. Someday we'll see each other again.

I just know it.