Author; Ipperne
wordcount; 433
Pairing; Hotaru/Akira
Disclaimer; I do not own Samurai Deeper Kyo or any of the characters, no money is beeing made uot of this, it's for entertainment only and no harm intended.. It all belongs to Akimine Kamijyo, I'm just playing while wishing that I was that good.
Notes; this takes place a few months before Kyo decides to leave the Shiseiten.
Secrets
Hotaru opened his eyes and looked at the boy who now lay right in front of him. It was not the first time Akira had done so, but within the past few months it had become a regular event, and Hotaru was beginning to wonder if the boy actually did it on purpose. Hotaru looked closer, but the boy really did seem to be asleep. An intented sigh became a surprised grunt when Akira suddenly moved closer and snuggeled his head under Hotarus chin causing Hotaru to turn his head to see if any of the others was watching. But what he saw was the same as always: Kyo was missing and the others were sound asleep in each of their own corners of the camp. He turned his attention back to the boy in front of him and slowly he let his arm slip aroud the younger teens waist. Relly, the kid lay there already, so why not? And he was just about to close his eyes, feeling the warmt and comfort of holding someone to his chest, when Akira opened his eyes.
"Hotaru, what are you doing?"
Hotaru just glared at the boy. "You started." he snapped causing the younger boy to look away.
"Hotaru..." Akira started, turning his head to face Hotaru again.
Hotaru stared into Akiras blue eyes and for a moment he felt lost. It was an amazing thought that this kid, with the big, blue eyes was actually capeable of demolishing an entire army.
"Hotaru, can I sleep with you?" the question didn't really surprise Hotaru and for a brief moment he wondered if he really wanted to know why Akira would ask such a question. Akira then saved him the trouble of thinking. Looking around to see if Kyo might be on his way back he whispered; "I'm afraid of the dark."
This little confession seemed to stirr up some long forgotten emotions in Hotaru's chest, and at loss of words, Hotaru simply bowed his head and kissed Akira.
Maybe it was the fact that niether of them understood what had just happened, or maybe it was because they just didn't care, but the night after and the night after that, when noone was around to pay any attention, Akira would crawl into Hotaru's bedroll and Hotaru would hold the young boy close. For a moment forgetting that they were both seen as warriors, killers and demons but really far too young to be either. For a momet remembering that they were both young boys, humans and lovers but still far to old to believe in it.