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Aug. 31st, 2009 03:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaYuusuke wrapped his arms around Natsumi while they waited. A week ago Natsumi would not have allowed such a casual hug, a week ago Yuusuke would never have tried. Now though they had only themselves to cling too. Natsumi had no idea where her grandfather was, and Yuusuke felt the need for physical reassurance that Natsumi was still there.
That Natsumi was still human.
"Do you think he's coming tonight?" Natsumi asked. Both of them were seated on the floor. They could have sat on one of the couches, or lounged on pillows. Instead Natsumi and Yuusuke close to sit on the floor in a corner. It was a little bit about hiding, and a little bit about defending against anything that walked through the door. Not that Yuusuke would do much good defending Natsumi.
A week ago, Tsukasa had accepted the position of ruler of the Negaworld. A week ago, Natsumi had been taken, her nega counterpart killed. A week ago, Tsukasa had taken Yuusuke's rider belt away, and tucked them both away in this room.
"It's not safe for the two of you out here. You're human. You'll get hurt."
Yuusuke hoped that Natsumi's grandfather had gotten away, maybe he had somehow triggered the change between worlds. Or maybe Tsukasa was keeping him tucked away somewhere else. After all, he visited Natsumi and Yuusuke for reasons he wouldn’t want an old man to see.
Yuusuke would feel uncomfortable about letting an old man watch anyway. But then, he didn't like watching or being watched. Not that it stopped Tsukasa.
"I don't know." Yuusuke hugged Natsumi a little tighter. After the forced intimacy, a little voluntary touching was nothing. Natsumi clung to his flannel shirt. "He doesn't come every day."
When Natsumi had tried to talk sense into Tsukasa, he had shut her out, when she used the Hikari secret technique he had tied her hands above her head.
"The two of you don't understand. I'm trying to save this world."
The door slid open.
That Natsumi was still human.
"Do you think he's coming tonight?" Natsumi asked. Both of them were seated on the floor. They could have sat on one of the couches, or lounged on pillows. Instead Natsumi and Yuusuke close to sit on the floor in a corner. It was a little bit about hiding, and a little bit about defending against anything that walked through the door. Not that Yuusuke would do much good defending Natsumi.
A week ago, Tsukasa had accepted the position of ruler of the Negaworld. A week ago, Natsumi had been taken, her nega counterpart killed. A week ago, Tsukasa had taken Yuusuke's rider belt away, and tucked them both away in this room.
"It's not safe for the two of you out here. You're human. You'll get hurt."
Yuusuke hoped that Natsumi's grandfather had gotten away, maybe he had somehow triggered the change between worlds. Or maybe Tsukasa was keeping him tucked away somewhere else. After all, he visited Natsumi and Yuusuke for reasons he wouldn’t want an old man to see.
Yuusuke would feel uncomfortable about letting an old man watch anyway. But then, he didn't like watching or being watched. Not that it stopped Tsukasa.
"I don't know." Yuusuke hugged Natsumi a little tighter. After the forced intimacy, a little voluntary touching was nothing. Natsumi clung to his flannel shirt. "He doesn't come every day."
When Natsumi had tried to talk sense into Tsukasa, he had shut her out, when she used the Hikari secret technique he had tied her hands above her head.
"The two of you don't understand. I'm trying to save this world."
The door slid open.
