Title: Nothing
Rating: T (for now at least)
Inspiration: Loveless
Pairing: SoubixRitsuka
A/N: Please R&R!
Nothing
Chapter 2
I lay on my bed panting; the run to my room took the last bit of my energy. A hand clutched to the dark red stain at my side. Now I'd have to bandage myself. Tears brimmed at the corner of my eyes as I remember the pale flesh that used to wrap around me during these times, the circles that were traced across my back comforting me no more.
I wipe the tears from my eyes and sit up, wincing a bit. My legs don't have much energy but I have to open those glass doors. A drop of sweat fell from my face, as I pulled at the handle, sliding it open. A soft breeze tickled at my bare skin. If the door isn't open then he can't come in. He'll think I'm mad at him.
My legs collapse under me and I fall, the carpeted floor burning against my knees. Just the thought of standing made my body shiver. I lean back against the nearest wall, my arms snaking around my knees to bring myself into a ball. I close my eyes and try to imagine the wall being a warm chest behind me, the cool breeze playing as the hands that brush my hair to the side.
A sudden thump resounded through the dark room, a freezing temperature floating across the open doorway.
A warm body, cool hands, and a faint whisper of hair across my skin, my eyes flutter open and a bright light makes them close for a moment. As my eyes get used to the light I see that I'm still in my room.
I jump, as there is a feeling of arms wrapping around my waist. A warm body pushed against my back. My body immediately reacts. I lean into the warmth but it turned suddenly cold. You'd think I would have tried to get away from the cold but if the former warmth is who I think it was then I'd only want to be closer.
My eyes want to see his face. A cool wind blows his hair into my eyesight. His face, I want to see his face, every atom of my being wants to see his beautiful face.
Strong hands hold me in place, a deep voice in my ear telling me to stay still. I want to obey but my heart can't take much more. My eyes clench shut and a falling sensation pulls me down.
A deep, dulling ache in my side makes me sit up and I reach out for the cold body that held me close. My eyes snap open as I find myself lying on the carpeted ground in my bedroom. I stand, shaking and attempt to get to my bed. Where is he? Why isn't he here?!
I panic as I find my room empty. I shut my eyes and try to wake up. This has to be a dream! He was just here. I felt him!
Tears stream down my face, as I relise that what I had experienced just a moment ago was the dream. The only problem with that conclusion was that the door to my balcony was closed. I don't remember closing it. I know for sure that I opened it and that wasn't also a dream.
My body immediately moved to the sliding door and I reach out to grip the handle. I pull it back to find my hand covered in blood. My first thought was that it was from my side but that wasn't the hand I was using to hold my side earlier. I start to freak out and my tears stop.
A knock echoed from the door at the other side of my bedroom. My head jerks to stare at it intently. She wouldn't check up on me this late. Would she?
I look for something to wipe my hand and the handle off but when I look back at my hand it's clean like it was before. Nothing but a sheer sweat painted across it. Another knock was heard from the door, this time a bit more welcoming.