| [May. 5th, 2009|09:37 pm] |
"'Course not," Tsume responded automatically. "I'm not you." She kicked the hamster toward Kuromaru as she left the showers, then walked quickly enough to put space between her and Kakashi before he could respond.
Lied? She hadn't lied. She hadn't. She didn't want Ryouma. She didn't want sex and that was exactly what he did want. So Kakashi could have him.
"You could have him. If you wanted," Kuromaru muttered, walking into their apartment and dropping his kill, then spitting out his eyepatch.
"I don't want him. I don't. How many times do I have to say--"
"You always smell good when he's around."
"He's attractive! I'm not dead! It doesn't mean I want him!" Desperation lent her words an edge they didn't need. She raked her hands back through her hair. "I'm going for a run."
"But--"
"Stop." She didn't look at Kuromaru as she changed her clothes or yanked her shoes on. She didn't have to, to see his disapproving gaze in her mind's eye.
Kakashi was welcome to Ryouma. She didn't want him. Even if she did, it didn't matter. She couldn't have him. There was no point to it. This was better. Kakashi and Ryouma could rut like bunnies for all she cared.
Something in her chest twisted again. She didn't care. It wasn't for her. It never would be, and it was best to not think about it.
Tsume shoved out of the HQ doors and started running. |
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