Dreams
by: Coley Merrin
Series: Tsubasa
Pairing: Kurofai, more or less or more.
Rating: G, woohoo
Warnings: No spoilers...Fluff. Haha. Woohoo, general angst monster is defeated for the moment. Counting down till the next one bites. 104,000 left to go. Oh yeah, I remember why I liked writing angst. -- Blah.
Fai sank into the chair across from Kurogane, vertebrae popping as he relaxed into it.
"I took the kids in some blankets," he said in answer to Kurogane's silent question. "We're settling in again."
Kurogane rasied an eyebrow at the discontent in that statement, and returned to the book. Fai shifted, shifted again. His back cracked again, his neck popped, and the chair squeaked as his weight again shifted, bringing a scowl to Kurogane's face.
"What is your problem."
"Kuro-pii, I thought you'd never ask."
Fai hopped up and in one stride made it to Kurogane's chair. Kurogane could do little but watch as Fai, all grace and limbs, scooted onto the chair with him. Fai's back pressed up against the armrest, half leaning against Kurogane, his legs dangling off the other side. Letting his hand rest against Kurogane's chest, he turned an expectant gaze on Kurogane, who was staring back somewhat short of disbelief.
"What..."
"Isn't that what people do when they have troubles? Curl up on Daddy's lap?"
"I'm not your daddy! What do you want?"
Fai let his head rest back against Kurogane's arm.
"Nothing."
"Then why come over here?!"
Fai's mouth tilted up at the corners.
"Well, you asked, Kuro-sama."
Kurogane's moved his arm halfheartedly, failing in dislodging Fai, and certainly in discouraging him. All it took a quiet look, and Kurogane was already defeated.
It was not so much Fai's fault that he fell asleep as he counted Kurogane's heartbeats against his fingertips. It also wasn't Kurogane's fault, if when he heard Fai's breathing change he moved his arm closer - not to hold, no - but to make sure Fai didn't fall. Fai would wake soon, he knew, and move but for just that moment the warmth lulled Kurogane, and he laid his head back, and slipped into the comfort of it. And a blond head, free in dreams, slipped closer.