Title: A Good Night
Prequel: Please Come Back to Me
Author: Rann Aridorn
Comments: Weeelllll, it's sorta a sequel, but not really in that it's
turning "Come Back" into a series. Just that they're the same characters,
after what happened in the other fic. You see... it's still a one-shot after

a fashion, even though they're connected. ^^;;; Er... anyway...
Warnings: Just some shoujo ai ^_~

      I lie here, her arms around me, and it's both more than I ever dared
hope
for, and everything I ever wanted. To feel her holding me, her skin against
mine, to feel the wetness of our passion turning cool as we both supposedly
sleep. I may not be back to full strength, but I think I gave a fair account

of myself. I hope I did. What if she had to fake it? I don't think she
did... I don't think Kei would ever fake something like... that.
      The doctors would probably be ticked off if they knew I'd started
making
love to someone the day I left the hospital and how much energy we'd put
into it for... geez, what day is it, now?... but then, they're not the ones
that thought their unrequited love had died, and then had samesaid love walk

in and be requited. Er, or something like that. However that works.
      Well, I *AM* staying in bed, like they told me!
      But I'm not sleeping, any more than I was when we were making love. I
feel
Kei's every breath rustling my hair and touching my skin, and I wonder...
does she really love me? Is it just... pity, or duty? I mean, the way I was
when she found me... dehydrated, starved, barely able to move... what if she

just said it so I wouldn't die on her? Or 'cause she felt guilty?
      For that matter... can I be sure I really love her? That it isn't
guilt,
or...?
      When she was gone... it seemed so easy to pick out each and every
little
thing that made me love her. The whys, and hows, and every moment where I
loved her even more. But now... with her here, so close... those whys and
hows seem misty, they don't wanna come to me. And instead of just lying
here, loving her as she holds me, I'm thinking all this.
      She's the first woman I've ever been with. Was I good? Was I the first

woman she'd ever been with? Was I the first PERSON she's ever been with? I
don't think I was. I mean, I think I may've been the first woman. But maybe
I wasn't. Heck, maybe she's just never been with a GUY.
      ... Am I butch, or something?
      Noooo, I really don't think that's it. If either of us is the "man", I

think it'd have to be Kei. Just because she's kinda, well, macho. Not in a
BAD way, really. I think. I don't even KNOW what I think.
      You know what? I don't care. I don't care about ANY of it. I love Kei,
and
Kei loves me. What more do I need to know than that?

      "Kei...?"
      "Mmm..." The redhead stirred slightly, her shock of blonde hair
intermingling with the dark purple of Yuri's own hair. "What is it,
baby...?"
      Yuri's cheeks colored slightly. She turned her head a little to look
over
her shoulder at slitted-open green eyes. "I love you, Kei. I really do."
      A small, tired smile touched Kei's lips, and she raised her head to
kiss
Yuri's cheek. "I know. I love you, too. Really. Now, you should actually get

some sleep, like the doctors said, 'kay?"
      "'Kay," Yuri whispered back, letting her head rest again, snuggling
closer
back against her partner. Soon, real sleep had claimed her, a dreamless
sleep, but not a sensationless one, for she could still feel Kei's warmth
and presence.

      Could stay awake forever an' watch her sleep, I think. She just looks
so
perfect... that purple hair, that pale skin... innocent little face. Hell, I

know what that innocent-lookin' little mouth can DO, but the way she looks
now, even I have trouble believin' it. An' even though we're both around the

same height, me maybe a little shorter, she looks so small this way...
spooned back against me, like she just wanted ta pull me around her an' use
me as a blanket.
      For so long, I was afraid to even friggin' look at her. Just knowin'
she
was with me, it made my stomach do flipflops. I had to try an' ignore it
just to get my job done. And that made me mad. Then I realized that me bein'

mad made HER mad. Kept her at a distance. That hurt like hell, but it also
made it easier, somehow. So I was just mad all the time.
      I dunno... I mean, if I had handled stuff better, maybe things
wouldn't've
gotten so bad. I mean, dammit, if I'd taken a bit more time walkin' from her

front door to her bedroom... I'd've lost Yuri forever. I don't even know
what I'd've done, then. I might've picked up my snub-nose and followed her.
I mean, I ain't the sort to think about that kinda thing, but walkin' in and

being just too late... an' the only woman I ever REALLY loved, lyin' there
with a blaster burn in her? I dunno... I can't see ever goin' on, after
that, despite all that stuff I told her.
      Look at 'er. Still beautiful, still vital... but what she went through

still shows on 'er. She'll be alright now, I guess... but I never thought
I'd worry so much about someone. I mean, like I do with her. It makes me
think of... damn, of stuff I NEVER thought I'd be considerin' in a million
years. Settlin' down. Maybe actually havin'... kids. Damn, that's a fuckin'
scary thought! But I can't help but wonder...
      Thank God me'n'Yuri are here on Earth. Out in the colonies where we
were
born, this stuff ain't encouraged. Hell, here, it's practically typical. And

with all the cloning and stuff, we could actually HAVE kids. Kids! Me! Aw,
hell no, there's no WAY *I'M* gonna give birth! If we EVER decide ta do
that, I gotta figure out how to get Yuri to handle THAT end.
      I guess that's thinkin' too far ahead... really, do I need any more
than
that she's right here, with me? An' I'm holding her, bein' with her? Hell
no. That's enough for this backwater girl.

      "Hey... Yuri...?"
      "Mmm...?"
      "You awake...?"
      "Mmm-hmmm..."
      "... Wanna fool around some more...?"
      "..." *giggle* "Okay..."

~Fin... for now ^_~