Conflict of Interests
Drabble 18: Curtains
By: Kigen
Unofficially entitled Bedtime Stories of a Crimson Nightmare. Rated T for teen. More YohLyserg angst, because it's too good not to write.
Disclaimer: Is there Lyserg angst in Shaman King? Oh gods yes. Is there Yoh angst in Shaman King? Some, yes. Is there YohLyserg angst? No? Not mine then.
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Yoh wasn't sure why Lyserg insisted they get curtains and a western style bed for their room. Nor was he sure as to why Lyserg had been obsessive that the curtains be just the right thickness, color, length, and everything else you could think of.
The result was exactly what Lyserg wanted.
When the thick, white fabric was pulled shut, and the room was dim enough, the two would be cast into darkness. But if the light outside was bright, it shined through and enlightened the two.
One night, as yoh lay next to lyserg's slumbering form in the utter black of night... he realized why. Why Lyserg wanted the curtains so badly. Why he had been so picky about the material and the color and everything else.
Lyserg liked it best when everything was either completely dark or completely light.
The dim flickering lights that often shined through the window at night, or from under the doorway, it reminded Lyserg of candle light.
Fire.
The next day, Yoh stopped arguing with the dowser about the curtains around their bed.
He just lay next to Lyserg as the dowser slumbered, curled tightly against Yoh's side. The Shaman King laid a kiss to his forehead.
This was just another one of Lyserg's silent battles.
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Angst next time. Again. It'll be HaoLyserg angst this time though. I'll start putting more humor up once Crimson's on and she makes me write more humor (I have a debt with humor drabbles and her).
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Ja manna-san!