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Sopping wet, Touga squelched into Nami's chambers. He was panting with the exertion of having run over from the other side of the compound to see her. Sliding the shoji shut behind him, he peered bemusedly around the room that appeared all but empty. A candle had been lit and was set onto the chabudai where it cast eerie shadows in the room. Shaking his head fiercely to dry himself a little more, Touga removed sopping wet, muddy tabi and decided that though the shortcut had been a good find he'd be better off wearing geta next time he tried it. Frowning as a tendril of wet hair stuck to his nose, he gave a huff and blew it out of his way. Wet hair was a nuisance, next time he would wear a sugegasa as well.
Lightning illuminated the room brightly for a split moment and sharp golden eyes caught the hem of a jūnihitoe trailing out from behind a large chest.
"Nami-sama?" he called cautiously as the lightning illuminated the room once more. This time there was a faint whimper from behind the chest and he peered around it concernedly.
Nami sat with her back to the wall, knees clenched tightly to her chest as she held her hands over her ears. She was trembling like a leaf in a gale and her eyes were closed tightly.
Dropping to his knees in front of her, Touga frowned pensively as she let out a piteous whine at the next flash of lightning.
"Nami-sama," he called, pulling her hands from her delicately pointed ears and holding them within his own hands, "it's okay."
She peered up at him from under her lashes and shook her head vehemently. Touga sighed, relieved that at least she wasn't crying.
"It's okay," he repeated firmly, smiling gently, "When I was younger I was caught in a thunder storm," he reminisced, talking to her in his calming voice that was steadily lulling her into contentment, "I got lost in the mountains and the rain washed my scent away so papa couldn't find me."
Nami blinked at him, unsure as to why he was telling her the tale.
"Raijin-sama sent Raiju to help me find the way home," he told her conspiratorially, "he was the same size as papa, but he was a dog made of lightning!"
Nami's eyes widened in awe. "Then that means you are favoured by the gods!" she exclaimed lowly.
Touga blinked and frowned as if he'd only just realised this himself. "I suppose so," he murmured, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "I just think that they aren't evil... and they don't want you to be afraid."
Nami nodded contentedly and refrained from telling him that she was scarcely scared of anything with him around.
"Stay with me?" she asked uncertainly.
Touga smiled as her hands clutched at his as if she feared he'd run away. "For as long as you wish it, my lady."
A/N: I'd originally planned on posting this for it_unsung_heros prompt Stay, but, being me, I forgot. This means that you get a slightly longer piece!