--- Drawing A Boundary Line ---
His hands remove the hair clip that holds her golden locks which now fall freely down her back. The jacket which was obstructing his view of her perfectly toned body was removed instantly. The guns were discarded across the room while the ass cape is disconnected from the pants and tossed messily over the desk. He stands back to admire the beauty before him as he reached for the one things standing between him and his love... but as he reached to remove the undershirt, he is jerked awake. Some lines just can't be crossed, not even during a fantasy.
A/N - This was quite difficult. Not to mention I was reediting previously written drabbles to better fit Royai and not just one character. FYI, #20, #21, #49 have been edited on 7/20/06.