Sometimes Are Weaknesses

Sometimes Nezumi forgets he's supposed to be Shion's enemy. Forgets their vital, frightening differences, forgets how stupid Shion is, forgets that he should be preparing for the day they go in opposite directions.

Sometimes he sees Shion and he's like rose quartz, quietly beautiful but so much stronger than he's given credit for and more capable of holding his ground than Nezumi was willing to see before. His hands, gentle but agile, are warm and inviting when they brush over his skin. His lips are a pale shae of cherry red, plush and velvety. His cheeks are touched by and unobtrusive blush but one that makes Nezumi roll his eyes anyway.

Sometimes Shion is Nezumi's weakness. A thorn in his side, one that couldn't be removed safely with all the time and patience in the world because they're stuck together. Tied and bound and tethered to each other by some invisible force, unable to move even an inch away from each others' fate. But Nezumi can't accept that. Can't accept he has a weakness so he runs from it. Pushes it away. Pushes it as far as he can but not quite far enough.

Sometimes Nezumi thinks that maybe why Shion leaves. Maybe it's because Nezumi is too damn weak to admit he's got a weakness.

a/n: Figured I should add to the No. 6 fandom while I'm here. And then this happened. :\