Title: Two is harder than one
Rating: G
Disclaimer: It´s not mine. I get no money. Don´t sue me. Sue my former history teacher, he deserves it.
Notes: Companion piece to 'Some things never change' (HunterxHunter)
"Ban-chaaaan!"
I´m saved. Ginji is back to keep me from brooding, thank god.
Himiko asks the weirdest questions sometimes. Or rather, the most inconvenient ones. Concerning certain matters I simply dont want to think about.
Like, Ginji. I´m completely fine with him just being part of my life. There is no need to change anything. I don´t have to act on what I feel. It´s all right this way.
And I can deal with a bit frustration. That´s just secondary.
I´m content to be Ginjis partner. He keeps me from falling.
I´m safe now. With Ban-chan I feel safe.
He even smiles a bit as I glomp onto his arm.
Ban-chan always takes care of me, keeps me out of trouble.
He even gave me food once! Though the puppy look doesnt work all the time.
Sometimes Ban-chan looks like he is far away. That look scares me a bit. I usually do something stupid then, like nearly getting us arrested for food theft.
Okay, bad example.
But Ban-chan is very important to me. Not only that he keeps Raitei away, but without him, I´m much more insecure. I´ve come to depend on him.
I think, Ban-chan is the most important person in the world to me.
Even if he sometimes plays mean, he wont get rid of me that easily. I trust him.
Boys are so stupid. Especially Ban.
When I´m not mad at him for not telling me about my brother, I want to kick his head in for his utter stubbornness in emotional matters.
I mean, everyone can see it. Ginji lights up like a Christmas tree around him, clings to him like a lifeline.
And Ban himself is no better.
That...LOOK he gives Ginji when he´s not paying attention...very un-Ban-like.
And he knows it. They´re head over heels, have been for quite some time, and he fucking knows it.
But he does nothing.
It makes me want to scream at him. But when I do, he just looks at me with those cold eyes - cold to everyone but Ginji - and tells me its none of my concern.
Damnit, he is my friend, as loathing to admit I´m sometimes, and hes straining himself.
He tells me he is happy that way, but I dont believe him.
He is afraid.
And he shouldnt be.