SammiWolf

  Crispin came awake with a jolt. He lay paralyzed, unable to move or breath in that moment between heartbeats when the world seems to have stopped completely, giving the mind a moment of sharp, unreasonable fear that the end had come. Then the next heavy thud of his heart erased the primal fear and clear thought returned again, though he could not yet breathe. Laying in the dark, he listened to the quiet breathing of the man next to him and forced himself to breath as he tried to figure out what had awakened him this time. Between one breath and the next he heard a muffled whimper and a louder cry and knew what had awakened him. It was the s

  Shoshan glanced at the group of men in the common room, laughing and arguing playfully. Some were playing cards, others were watching baseball and still others were making outrageous bets on both the baseball game and the card game. Anything to amuse themselves between calls. Shoshan however had other things on his mind. He'd been working for five days. He'd be off soon, going back home to his lover, holding him in his arms and renewing their connection once more. But right now he only had memories and occasionally his voice when he could sneak away from the rest of his co-workers to get a few private moments to call Alastor and fill himsel

  Genma stared up at the masked ninja in front of him. The words bounced around in his head like a child's ball caught in a bucket, banging and jumping erratically, never able to settle as that bucket swung back and forth. It was then that he realized he was shaking his head, as if his negation would make the words vanish; make it so that it wasn't real. He forced himself to stop shaking his head, but still the words bounced, refusing to settle, and that was fine. If the words didn't settle, it wasn't real; Hayate wasn't gone. In the end, that was all that could truly matter. What could village safety matter when one was faced with the sudden

  Daitan pulled into his driveway and paused, groaning low in his throat when he saw a car waiting there for him. He'd known it was only a matter of time before Seika came over since he still wasn't taking her calls, or returning them, but he'd managed to put her from his thoughts as he dealt with the tatters of his life. Seeing her car, he knew that he was in for a long lecture, and he wasn't certain he was up for dealing with her so soon after saying goodbye to Daisuke. Sitting in his idling car at the end of his driveway, he debated just leaving and going to the nearest bar and getting as drunk as he possibly could since Kamoku wouldn't be