Stockholm Syndrome
By: Junsui Chikyuu
February 12, 2006
The need to cry was overwhelming. The need to cling and hold and be allowed to be selfish for just a moment thrust its way to her so that the promise she'd made - to be strong, always, be the ideal warrior, never show weakness - became inconsequent and she threw herself into the first pair of arms that came her way. She wouldn't have cared who it was at the time, but later... she would care later. When it'd been hours since she'd seen "her boys", possibly longer because she had no idea how long she'd cried and then sobbed herself to sleep in his warmth.
She woke up exactly where she said she'd never be... on his ship, held captive, weak.
But when she started to cry the guard sent for him...
And no matter how wrong it sounds, he managed to make everything all right.
Just by holding her.