Disclaimer: I don't own Samurai Deeper Kyo, Kamijyo-sensei refused my offer of two holes in a pocket.
Note: This drabble, and the few following ones, might not make much of a sense. I'm in a weird, strange mood.
Moment In Time
written by: da-mouse ®
He was finding it so much harder to sleep nowadays. More often than not, he'd find himself jerking awake at night, not aware of some sub-consciousness clutching at him, remnants of his dreams still in front of his hazy eyes, and he'd stumble over sleeping bodies to look at that one single girl to assure himself that she was safe.
Then he'd walk back to his own sleeping space, muttering one thousand curses, mostly cursing at himself. No one would ever believe it – he didn't believe it. He didn't want to admit it, so he wrote all of that as tricks of the sleeping mind and be done with that, no matter how loud was the snickering voice in his mind.
Of course, there was one simple way to explain the way he was behaving – but he was not like any other man, and heads will roll before he would even consider what he was doing was out of concern and that idiotic L-word absolutely refused to think about. Yes, heads will roll, including his. Especially his, in this case.
A thousand-man slayer did not bother about matters of the heart, not at all, because he didn't possess a heart. He was a killer. And that was that.
Even so, he could not stop his eyes from flickering to that particular little corner, where a blonde bounty huntress was curled up like a cat, snoring slightly, long fingers clutching at the end of a frayed blanket.
A corner of his mouth lifted, and he did the one thing he could think of.
He cursed himself again, lying down, closing his eyes, and tried to sleep.
-Finis-
da-mouse ®
posted October 27th 2004
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