Conflict of Interests

Drabble 39: Sand

By: Kigen

Unofficially entitled Bedtime Stories of a Crimson Nightmare. YohLyserg. Some angst and fluff and Lyserg in denial like usual.

Disclaimer: … I don't own it. If I owned it, the YohLysergRen genderbender I'm writing right now, probably would have been cannon.

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It was a vast desert with nothing but dunes of sand for miles.

Endless.

Merciless.

A person could easy get lost there and die from the heat, from lack of water, or perhaps get buried in a storm of sand and suffocate to death.

Falling to the ground in a daze, Lyserg groaned. His cheeks pink from the sun, he was sweating, panting from the merciless experience that was the desert.

Lyserg felt a cool hand on his head and strong arms lifting him. Wearily opening his eyes, Lyserg saw the blurred image of Yoh.

An image that looked down and smiled at him. An image that spoke kind, reassuring words.

With a sigh, Lyserg closed his eyes and submitted to his fate in the desert..

Because that image; that blurred image that comforted and cared for him…

It had to be a mirage.

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These are drabbles. Drabbles are short. Next chapter, some angst HaoLyserg, with steps and laughter as the hint.

Read and review please.

Ja min'na-san!