Hi all! it's me again. no one reads gungrave fanfiction, sniffs
but i do, so i'll make someof my favy pairing... GRAVE AND MIKA!
YAY!
cough anyway, please read and review, and if you don't like this
pairing... oh shutup. btw, I don't own gungrave or any of these
characters,
and if i did, there'd be 4 more sagas to gungrave :p. enjoy!
Arms of an Angel
Sometimes he watched her
sleep at night. And it didn't bother Mika, like it would most.
It actually was
considered...
A comfort.
She didn't know if he had
realized that she had seen him do this,
especially since he was so
quiet about it. But he was quiet about everything,
It was so hard to tell
with him. But even if he hadn't realized, she still wanted
to pay him back somehow.
She still wanted him to know that he could come to her
if he ever needed it. Not
that he ever would, mind you. Besides, he was dead. How
could he have needed
comfort?
She sighed. Mika hated
arguing with herself. It was a pain in the ass, especially when she had
other things to worry about.One day though... she had
a chance...
She was sitting on the
couch, once again. Mika had her fill of dinner,
Cold raviolies... Yum.
They never reallysplurged on food, since she was the only one who ate.
Plus, as surprising
as it might be, she wasn't that picky when it came to food.
She was waiting for a
conversation, you know, the ones where he said a total of 5 words when
she said a
total of about... 300. Waiting, so patiently.
He nodded to her,
silently signalling that he was going to grab his guns from their
case, and would be back in
a matter of 5 seconds. As she sat their waiting, she heard it.
The departing echo of footsteps, an airtight lock being opened, approaching footsteps...
And then a loud, reverberating sound of cold metal hitting solid ground. uh-oh.
She ran as fast as her
legs could carry her to the sound, and saw a sight that
pulled at her heartstrings
everytime.
There sat the most
intimidating, cold-blooded, and yet, the gentlest most caring soul in
what may be
the entire universe... In
such pain and agony, Mika couldn't bear to watch. He was having
amnesia again,
after so many weeks. He
was on his knees, clenching his head, and she could almost hear him
screaming
for release on the inside.
"Grave..." she whispered, taking a few steps towards him.
But when she saw the
silvery tear drip off of his cheeks, she knew she had to do
something.
With all of her strength,
she ran up and pried his hands away from his face. He had no response
but to
try and grasp his head
again, only to have his hands replaced by the caring arms of Mika.
There he stood, on his
knees, with Mika against him, her arms wrapped around his head, and
her head resting on top of
his. She stroked his hair and whispered comforting words as he
clutched her
body to him, muffling his
cries into her neck.
As the pain eased away,
he stopped holding her so hard, and simply stood there
for what seemed like an
eternity before pulling away to look into her huge blue eyes.
Funny how he could
literally kneel in front of her and be of the exact same height of,
if not taller than,
her.
He reached over and
brushed the hair out of her eyes, before standing back up. But he
stopped
and bent back down, this
time kneeling on one knee, and enveloped her into a hug. Her shaking
arms looped
around his neck as he
whispered a "thank you" into her ear.
That night, as he watched her sleep, he couldn't help but feel blessed to have been comfortedby the arms of an angel.
Soooo... how'd you like it? too fluffy? ha i don't care. I luv teh fluff. I'll prolly be writing more fluffy soon.
I hope you liked, please review heehee.
