Requested by Asiram- thank you
Rose x Lisa
Does Rose remind anyone else of Jean-Claude from the Anita Black, Vampire Hunter books? I have to stop myself from writing 'ma petite'
Meditation
"Stop being so highly strung. Try fucking meditating, bitch."
"Go to hell, you arrogant asshole."
She stormed away from Kensei, blood pulsing and frown so deep she was sure it would cleft her face in two. She huffed over to a nearby rock, where Rose was lying on his back, playing his guitar with his eyes closed. She sat down on top of the rock, arms folded, looking down at him. Without opening his eyes, or even addressing her, he smiled.
"You know, there is nothing wrong with meditation."
Her glare continued to grow.
"If you think I'm going to sit cross-legged and go 'om', you've got another thing coming."
He put his guitar to one side and sat up, smiling.
"You can do it from there. Just close your eyes and relax."
"Yeah, like that's going to help. Kensei's an ass."
Rose nodded, his face almost annoyingly calm.
"Yes, sometimes. But try it. Go on."
He picked up his guitar again and began to play something she didn't know. It was simple and quiet, with a unruffled repetition of chords that made her actually want to listen to his advice and try this meditation shit he was going on about. She closed her eyes and after a few minutes succeeded in stopping thinking, about that ass and about everything. It was brilliant- she felt her shoulders slump, and her muscles un-tense, and felt calmer.
She didn't register the music getting quieter, or when it stopped entirely, but she did notice when Rose kissed her, breaking her out of her stupor. She kissed him back, eyes open again and mind racing- but racing for entirely different reasons this time.
"Are you calm now?"
She bit his lip.
"Shut up."