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kat8chaTsukasa is never anything but gentle with Natsumi and Yuusuke. The room is dark, lit by dim wall sconces. Natsumi lies in the center of the bed, her breathing deep and even. Tsukasa strokes a crooked finger down her cheek, hooks some loose hair and draws it between his fingers. Yuusuke is propped up on his elbow on the opposite side of the bed, watching them. Natsumi sleeps so easily, she is exhausted by worry and other activities.
She cannot bring herself to trust Tsukasa except at a subconscious level, which is fine with Tsukasa. Natsumi will always cave to his touch, even if she resists at first.
Her skin is smooth, and warm, and her hair is soft. Tsukasa knows if he smelled it Natsumi's hair would smell slightly of oranges. Tsukasa had been sure to import her old shampoo. He liked the scent of oranges. Tsukasa knows now that he loves Natsumi, and that she loves him as well. That 'okaeri' and 'tadaima' are empty phrases without emotions behind them.
"Yuusuke." Tsukasa holds out his other hand. Yuusuke stares at him with dark eyes. When Tsukasa has Kaitou trained to come when call he might take a chance at breaking Dark!Yuusuke, Ultimate Kuuga would be a powerful weapon to have at his side. For now Tsukasa prefers the sweet curve of Yuusuke's face.
Yuusuke does not move.
"Yuusuke." There is steel in his tone now, but not much, and it is only there to cover the pleading. Tsukasa needs this touch to get him through another day of DaiShocker, another day of dominating the worlds, another day of breaking Riders. There are so many more riders and worlds than the ones that all of them had traveled to.
Yuusuke looks at Natsumi, then back to Tsukasa. Slowly, he slides across the bed so that he is pressed against Natsumi's side. Natsumi murmurs in her sleep and turns slightly, cuddling against Yuusuke. Tsukasa lets her. He reaches out and touches Yuusuke's cheek too. Soft. Warm. Alive.
A reminder of what he would have been sacrificed if Tsukasa had stayed on the side of 'good'.
She cannot bring herself to trust Tsukasa except at a subconscious level, which is fine with Tsukasa. Natsumi will always cave to his touch, even if she resists at first.
Her skin is smooth, and warm, and her hair is soft. Tsukasa knows if he smelled it Natsumi's hair would smell slightly of oranges. Tsukasa had been sure to import her old shampoo. He liked the scent of oranges. Tsukasa knows now that he loves Natsumi, and that she loves him as well. That 'okaeri' and 'tadaima' are empty phrases without emotions behind them.
"Yuusuke." Tsukasa holds out his other hand. Yuusuke stares at him with dark eyes. When Tsukasa has Kaitou trained to come when call he might take a chance at breaking Dark!Yuusuke, Ultimate Kuuga would be a powerful weapon to have at his side. For now Tsukasa prefers the sweet curve of Yuusuke's face.
Yuusuke does not move.
"Yuusuke." There is steel in his tone now, but not much, and it is only there to cover the pleading. Tsukasa needs this touch to get him through another day of DaiShocker, another day of dominating the worlds, another day of breaking Riders. There are so many more riders and worlds than the ones that all of them had traveled to.
Yuusuke looks at Natsumi, then back to Tsukasa. Slowly, he slides across the bed so that he is pressed against Natsumi's side. Natsumi murmurs in her sleep and turns slightly, cuddling against Yuusuke. Tsukasa lets her. He reaches out and touches Yuusuke's cheek too. Soft. Warm. Alive.
A reminder of what he would have been sacrificed if Tsukasa had stayed on the side of 'good'.
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Date: 2011-09-26 06:26 am (UTC)Thanks for writing these!