Drabble Eight

RinxHaru Two

SPOILERS! For up the Chapter 107 in the manga.

Disclaimer: Manga and characters not mine…

A/N: Correct any plot mistakes. I'm still a bit unsure about how chappies 103-107 went along... and tell me how many spelling errors you can find, aha!

"Rin."

"Haru."

Haru took a seat on a chair in the kitchen; watching Rin stiffen, then relax.

Ever since Rin had gone to stay at Kazuma's house, it was not uncommon to see Haru spend a very large portion of his free time there.

He wasn't sure when Rin would completely open up to him, if she ever did. For now, he just had to enjoy her company, which was not that bad of a thing, not bad at all, for what their relationship had been like the months prior to the present… and pray she wouldn't push him away again.

'But then, I've been very selfish.' He mused. 'I never /could/ get enough of her, and we both knew the risk... the risk of a Jyuunishi being in love. I wanted her, needed her so much… how could I have been sure that it was not suffocating her? Yet where do we stand... what does she /think/ of me? It was easier when I doubted how she felt for me... when I thought the painful words she spoke to me were true. Now that I'm not sure anymore... it just makes things even more awkward...'

Rin mentally sighed. Ever since she had come to live at Kazuma's, Haru seemed to be with her every second. Not that this was a bad thing… she just didn't want to break down and tell him everything all at once. That would be exceedingly painful. But she knew, one day, in the very, very near future, she'd have to tell him… everything. Whether or not she would've liked to, she'd have to.

'How selfish of me.' She reprimanded herself. 'Well, I was selfish from the start. I needed him so badly… though there was much risk, for the both of us. I have always wanted him, needed him, and loved him. Loved him so very much, that I couldn't be sure that it would choke him one day… what does he think of me? Does he see through me, right through me? Or are all of my barriers still intact?

'What am I supposed to say, supposed to do, supposed to act around him? I just wish... that I could start it all over, change what I did, to hurt him, hurt me, hurt us. It just caused us, as one, more pain. But, a part of me tells me I'd do it again... hide behind my shield of harsh words, and hurt him, myself, and us again. It doesn't help, having these thoughts, but... there's something between us not resolved, and it's uncomfortable, not knowing the other's thoughts on all of this...'

Unaware of the other's thoughts, they absently stared at each other, unsure of where their thoughts would take them in the future…