So, still sticking with the original storyline so far, will change soon though. This story will probably be about 20,000 words long if you're wondering.

Meltdown

"Big puppy, sulking great big jerk, won't look me in the eye," He smiled as he walked down the corridor; he knew that voice anywhere, along with who that 'big puppy' was. He stopped and looked up, waiting for her to notice him and greet him with a hug like she did Sesshoumaru and that cat, it never happened. It seemed she was too caught up in the turmoil it appeared she was dealing with to even notice he was there. SLAM she walked straight into him, he put his hands on her shoulders to stop her falling down. She looked into his eyes and was sent into hysterics. He frowned, not the reaction he was expecting, but she did greet him with a hug or sorts.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and he let her bury her head into his chest and cry her heart out. He would let her cry on him for as long as she needed to, he did not know why, but he loved her, from the moment he saw her, and he would always be there for her in whatever way she needed. After a couple of moments she took a step back and beat him with her clenched fists, pounding his chest, but not even affecting him in the slightest obviously. He knew this was not an attack, but she was so frustrated, she seemed lost... she looked like the weight of the world was on her shoulders; he was overcome with the want to help her.

"Don't you let them get to you do you understand!" She all but screamed in his face. It made little sense, but this time it seemed urgent, real. Although the onslaught was sudden and the words came out so fast they were tripping over one another, and he never liked that, he found himself listening and taking it in. "Fate be damned," she continued, "I don't care! Kick their arses to the seventh hell and back as soon as you see them no matter what! I don't care how you do it, get Kouga and Hiro and Sesshoumaru to help you, but the thunder brothers will not win against you! Don't you dare die on me Yamazaki! Tell little Shippou that you love him and never leave him, and teach him, and don't die Yamazaki! Don't you dare fucking die on me!"

He listened and took her words in but that did not mean he had an idea about what on Earth she was talking about, but something inside him taken from her tone and volume said this was important and he took all of her words to heart to mull over late. Processing them would give him a sleepless night or so, of that he was sure, one look at her tear streaked face told him that it would be worth it. She was upset, but she was upset because of something bad that happened to him, she cared for him. He wanted to hug her just for that. Right now he needed to help her or she would do herself an illness, all he had done so far was let her hit him a couple of times. Right now, she was too hysterical to consult.

Suddenly, he grabbed her face in both hands and stared in her eyes as if he was searching for something. "You're hysterical," he concluded in his quiet unused voice, instantly making her feel better. "You need sleep and to calm down."

"I need many things. I need Touga to look me in the eye and to forgive me and to treat me as a human being. I do not need sleep as much as I need those things, I need for him to come back to me, I'm not asking too much!"

"No. Hush."

"You're speaking. Why don't you speak more?"

"It clouds judgement, too many words."

"You're speaking now."

And right then, her in his arms he wanted nothing more than to kiss her, to show her just how much he loved her and in what way but did not use the words to say so. He wanted to kiss her to show he cared and would be there for her and to comfort her obvious distress and because he loved her, he loved her so, so much. His mouth even came marginally closer to hers so his breath tickled her lips, and wanted it... Kami he wanted it, but he couldn't. He just couldn't because even if she liked half as much as he'd love it, Touga would be here any second and would surely kill him once he caught them. He fled the scene before he did something he would enjoy but regret later, he'd have other chances, and he wanted to live to sail them.

He pretended he didn't hear or smell the lust and the kiss that happened behind him.