Disclaimer: I don't own anything; they are just puppets for my own amusement.
Author note: FINALLY after months away I have finnaly added a new chapter, sorry if it doesn't move fast enough for some people. I'm trying to add tension, I hope it works.
Auron paced the cave slowly his injured hand still holding the flower she had slipped into his pocket before they had all woken up. It was getting to midday but the snow was thicker almost covering the entrance of the cave completely. They wouldn't be short of food, Kimahri had already been hunting and captured a full grown deer. Wakka had almost fainted from the blood to Lulu was the carving it up.
"Not just a pretty face" Wakka whispered to Yuna as he watched her, his eyes moving south from her face, a nudge bringing him back to his senses.
He watched as Rikku's newly healed arm was causing her trouble as he tried to keep building the fire up. "Why does she always wear the bikini top?"
It was now his turn for his eye to stray watching every muscle as she tried to move. He tired hard not to look but every movement was drawing his eyes over to her body. The soft supple way she stretched to pick up another log, he could almost reach out run his hand along her spine feel the warmth of her skin. Every muscle as she breaths in…
"Auron?" his attention was taken away from Rikku, "are you alright?" Yuna looked him, he seemed distant well more then usual.
"I'm fine." He looked at her, not harshly but sternly; she brought him back from his daydream. He knew that he would surely go crazy from being so close to…her and not allowed to touch her, hold her, to have her. Every part of him wanted her, but he knew it was wrong.
With one final look he went to the back of the cave and pretended to meditate. Keeping one watchful eye on her.
Rikku's attention turned from the fire to what was happening in the cave. Wakka was staring at lulu, it was obvious that he wanted her but she wouldn't look twice at him. Yuna was trying to get wakka to stop stare at her, she would have had more look trying to get the ball off him. She giggled to herself as last night he was hugging and stroking it.
Kimahri was just in the corner watching everyone as usual, in another corner Auron was sat there mediating. She looked at him for a minute, she couldn't be sure that he wasn't looking her.
She shivered slightly, it was just about freezing and she was wearing nothing but a short skirt and a bikini. It was just her luck that her clothes were frozen in her bag and these were the only ones that weren't.
She wish she knew what he was thinking, was he thinking about her? Was he watching her? She stared into the fire, as if looking into it she could look into his soul, and figure out what he wanted.
If he wanted her.