| [Aug. 16th, 2010|02:05 am] |
For a long, quiet moment, Ginta just listened to the breeze and watched the play of light on the rippling surface of the pond. Occasional orange flashes marked the passing of a fish, as the koi patrolled their water. The fierce ache in his abused leg died down the longer he sat still, leaving him strangely tired. Or maybe it was just the heat of the sun. Or the company. Ginta yawned, then gave Hiro a contented smile.
"You know, I really like you. You're like the koi. You're about the only person I know that I can get sleepy around."
Hiro opened his eyes in evident surprise and turned to look at Ginta. A soft, pleased expression lit his face. "Thank you," he said softly. The faintest hint of pink touched his cheeks.
"You're welcome," Ginta said, almost formally. He braced himself on his arms and leaned back, arching his spine and yawning again. "You and Kakashi. I can get sleepy around him, but that was mostly when I was really banged up. I don't know if I'd be sleepy around him if he was just visiting." He went quiet for a moment, thinking about that. Kakashi and him, curled up and falling apart.
Kakashi whose mother's photograph Ginta needed to steal from Grandmother's album.
Kakashi who was seeing Ryouma. And Ryouma, who was killing himself with speed.
He sighed and refocused on Hiro. Hiro who had come to visit him, and brought lunch, and been curious enough to do at least some digging into Ginta's past.
"You know something?" Ginta turned his head away to look at the pond, but his eyes slid to the corner, back to Hiro. "I'm glad I gave you a fish." |
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