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Just one night	By : Aline Category: +M to R > Ronin Warriors Views: 2351 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Just one night
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Summary: One of the troopers is yearning for an impossible love, he took a walk to comfort himself, but there something
else lurking in the shadows...
Rating: NC-17
Author�s notes: This is my first yaoi fic ever, it didn't
have a beta, none of my friends like yaoi, duh, their lose.
I did a fast editing to this, but as I'm not an English speaker this probably still
has mistakes along the way, I'll would appreciate if
someone could point them to me :)
This has a very graphic sex scene, M/M, seminoncon,
you have been warned.
Disclaimer: The Ronin Warriors don't belong to me,
and I�m not making any money with this.

JUST ONE NIGHT

Night again, after a day of training everybody needed a
rest and a good meal. He was tired and eating as well while looking at the
faces of his friends, all of them reflected their tiredness, all except one:
Sage�s. As impenetrable as always, sometimes it looked to him as a beautiful
marble statue, immutable, if the world suddenly fell apart around Sage he
wouldn�t even notice, it was fascinating, he had thought many times that he
could see the entire universe in Sage�s lavender eyes. Too
poetic for him. It had been some days now since he asked himself, how
could it be possible that one of his best friends inspired him such thoughts,
he didn�t know when it had started either, only that he couldn�t remove them
from his mind, it was simply impossible seeing his friend without noticing his
perfect body, yes, Sage was beautiful, and no one could make him think
different.
He was finishing dinner while listening to his friend�s
chat, his mind far away, thinking in blond hair, and almost inadvertently he
started to imagine himself curling his fingers into golden locks and touching
that white skin. He was startled by the laugh of one of his comrades, and
looked around to be sure that nobody had noticed, then
started to take part in the conversation, trying very hard not to look at Sage
so intently. Finally the blond boy left the table and went to his room, he
heard him climbing the stairs and closing his door; then
he left too and went outside for a short walk before going to sleep.

Partially covered by one of the surrounding trees, his eyes
intently stared at one particular window from which a pale light could be seen;
surely the owner of the room was meditating at that very moment, as he always
was before sleeping. Now that they all had private rooms they could go about
their individual rituals more freely.
He didn�t remember when he had started to stalk that
window, maybe since the first time he went out for a walk at night and he noticed
the dimly lit that emanated from it. It
had been some weeks now, and for some reason he continued watching the window
every night, until the light went off and he could see in his mind his friend�s
silhouette going to bed and fall asleep, only then he would come inside the
house again.
That night, the light seemed a little more brilliant than accustomed
and he started to imagine Sage, sitting in front of it, with his beautiful eyes
closed and the lock of his hair covering the middle of his face. He smiled
sadly and continued looking at the window. When the light went off, he dropped
his sight and thought of how much he would like to hug his friend and keep him
like that forever. He turned around and walked into the forest without waiting
for Sage to open the window, as he always did in hot nights like that one. He
needed to put some order in his ideas.
It wasn�t that he didn�t understand what he felt. Noo! Of
course he knew very well what were his feelings and that made him miserable. He
would never tell them to his friend, never! He�d die before look pity and rage
in that perfect face! Sage wouldn�t talk to him ever again; he would leave away,
taking with him the only comfort of his everyday sight, the knowledge that he
would be at his side when he needed him. He couldn�t let that happen, he
couldn�t imagine his life without the bearer of Korin anymore, even as only a
friend, his best friend.
But as time passed by, it was being harder for him to keep
silence and just enjoy the little times after training, when Sage accepted a
massage. It was glory to run his hands over that perfect body, to listen to his
friend�s little sighs of pleasure, and to imagine himself
doing something far more serious with his hands and body. It was heaven seeing
Sage smile to him, only for him, many times he had been too near to open his
mouth and just spill everything about his feelings, too near to just lean a
little more and kiss Sage. He wanted to tell him �I love you, I want you, I
can�t... I don�t want to live without you�. However, at the last second he always
had have the luck that someone interrupted them, but he couldn�t stand it any longer,
it was just a matter of time before his mind would just give up to his feelings
and he�ll have to tell him, and what would happen then?
He was still walking in the forest, so completely lost in
his thoughts, that he didn�t notice the strange silhouette that was apparently
following him trough the trees, an unidentified shadow that seemed to flow with
the wind behind him. Suddenly, he stopped
in his tracks and shivered, for a brief moment he thought that he had heard a
quiet noise. He turned around. There was nothing in sight. Suddenly, a strangle
cry seemed to reach him from the house, the image of Sage appearing in his mind
and he started to run back, when the shadow materialized just in front of him,
making him to jump back surprised. He regained his guts quickly and
automatically called in the subarmor keeping his
guard, but there was no attack, the shadow just stood there, seemingly watching
him with interest.
�Who are you?�
For a few seconds a soft noise was heard, it seemed like
the blow of the wind, until he realized that it was actually words, he raised
his attention trying to understand them.
�Doesn�t matter � doesn�t matter� never� never...�
�W-what?�
�I�ll give you, I�ll give you what you want...�
�What are you? What in hell are you talking about?� He said, a little irritated, ready to attack
to whatever was the thing speaking to him, only to get
a better answer than that.
�Only one night...
one night... then never... never again...�
�What...? Aaah!�
Before he could do a thing, the shadow covered him completely,
throwing him to the ground, he stood as quickly as possible but he didn�t see
anything anymore.
Confused, he started to walk searching the strange shadow,
inadvertently reaching closer to the house, suddenly the interest in his
attacker disappeared and soon he didn�t remember anything about it, the subarmor disappeared once again and his only thought was to
reach home. When he found himself in front of it he stopped for a moment, as if
all purpose had fled his mind. Quite suddenly, an idea took a foot in him and
he smiled, the image of Sage appeared in front of him and all reason vanished,
leaving only his feelings and his intuition, with only his libido to guide him
he opened the back door to the kitchen and entered the house.

Sage was in his bedroom, sitting cross legged in front of a
single white candle, his eyes closed, inhaling the incense that permeated the
room, a frown in his temple the only indication of his concentration. He was
having problems that night, he was trying to do a difficult mental technique,
and he had the strange feeling that he somehow had managed to free something
and couldn�t control it, quite suddenly an intense force seemed to reach and
enclosed him, his bones started to freeze and he couldn�t breath. He opened his
eyes in panic and tried to control himself, the candle
went off. He got to his feet and slowly walked to the window and opened it with
some trepidation, letting the cool air of the night ease him. He took a few
long breaths and suddenly stopped. There it was. That awkward feeling of that
something was in the room with him.
Sage turned around slowly, it was dark but he could pinpoint
an area where it was darker, Korin mentally cursed himself for his failure at controlling
the technique. He was remembering the proper way to send the thing he had released
back to the dimension it belonged, when the shadow attacked him. It wasn�t
exactly a blow, Sage felt like his insides were freezing and gave a startled
cry, falling to the floor. He tried to
stand up, but his body didn�t answer him, all his muscles were completely immobile.
He panicked and tried to scream but all he got was a loud, desperate, moan. His
eyelids were heavy, and soon his eyes closed of their own volition. Sage felt
trapped in his own body, he didn�t lost consciousness, not even his ability to
feel the energies around him. The whole house was surrounded in a kind of a
force wall, the same strange force was keeping him prisoner, he soon realized
that he couldn�t think in anything that could be of any use, he could do
nothing but remain where he was and hope that somebody would help them.

Into the house and upstairs, he didn�t bother to think if
anyone would listen to him. The white tiger was slumbering in the hall,
growling in it�s sleep. He passed by without
disturbing it, without even asking himself why the big cat hadn�t wake up. He
stopped in front of Sage�s room and opened the door without knocking; he closed
the door behind him and locked it, while his eyes adjusted to the semi darkened
room and his nose to the smell of incense, the moon light from the window was
the only illumination.
He walked to the window; somehow sure that Sage would be
near it. Soon he found the blond lying on the floor without moving. He didn�t
seem to mind. After pulling the blankets out of the only bed, he took the
object of his adoration in his arms and carried him to it, arranging the
passive body on the middle. He watched
the pale skin at the moonlight, Sage was wearing only the emerald boxers he
used for sleep, and at the moment his lips were slightly apart and his breath a
little agitated. The intruder took his
time looking the perfect body of his friend and started caressing it.

Sage sensed the door of his room opening and heard someone
entering. He was sure it was one of his friends, but he couldn�t tell which
one. It was frustrating! That blasted energy was binding him and messing up
with his mind! His brain wouldn�t make the connection between what he was
feeling and what he knew! It was even worse that he could feel that same energy
around his friend when he lifted and laid him in the bed. Sage was worried
enough by the time he felt his friend�s hands over him, caressing his torso and
one of his cheeks, one finger stroked gently his lower lip, and then he felt
lips kissing their way from his temple to his mouth. He was in utter shock, his mind panicked and
went a huge blank; he tried desperately to move, to scream, to close his mouth,
anything! He couldn�t even open his eyes! Fear overcame him as he realized he
was helpless, at the total mercy of his �friend�.

Sage�s skin was so soft, so delicate; he had always asked
himself how it would feel in his lips. He was hungry of him; he couldn�t stop
kissing his face tenderly, inhaling his fragrance, like smooth lavender or maybe
the very essence of light. He kissed his lips, tenderly at first, then more aggressive,
exploring its deep moisture.
It was pure bless, he let his fingers play with golden
locks of hair, his body covering Sage�s.
Soon he started to explore the beautiful body, trailing kisses along the
well formed neck and then sucked one of the nipples, until it was erect, then
he continued the torture with the other nipple, while his hands traced circles
along Sage�s flanks. He could feel his
friend�s breathing deepening and a strangled moan escaped the semi closed lips.
His erection was pressing painfully against his pants and
he stopped his movements to rid himself of his clothes, he heard a disturbing
sigh from the blond, but the eyes remained closed, and he noted the bulge at
his friend�s boxers. So, Sage apparently
wasn�t completely unconscious and was enjoying his ministrations, he smiled and
finished to remove his clothes, taking care too of the only thing protecting
Sage.

Sage had forced his fear under control with trouble; his
friend�s touch was awakening feelings that he wasn�t supposed to be feeling!
Evidently, his body didn�t give a damn about it. Blasted, treacherous body that
was betraying him in the most miserable way! Pleasure was slowly making its way
along his muscles, relaxing them and tuning his breathing to the movement of
his friend�s hands.
His well trained mind had apparently decided to give up,
and he started to acknowledge the feelings he had kept deep in to himself until
now. There was no denying he was liking the attention, he even gave (or at least tried to) a
desperate moan when he felt his partner abandoning him. He felt immediately ashamed
of himself, but he had no time or the brains to elaborate it, the urgent hands
of his friend were soon at his hips, taking hold of his boxers and disposing of
them. Then, those same hands returned to stroke his thighs and his lower back,
his legs were pulled apart and a hand took hold of his erection, sending jolts
of pleasure to his body. After a few strokes, the hand was replaced by a hot mouth,
taking him completely, teasing and tasting him.
Sage was moaning in pleasure, no other thing making it into
his mind. It was so frustrating the fact that he couldn�t move. He wanted to
arch his back, to buck his hips at the same rhythm of his friend�s mouth; he
could feel the tongue licking him between sucks, all his length and his balls. It
was driving him mad!
His partner�s hands were playing with his thighs and
buttocks, the fingers soon reached for his entrance, and one of them pressed
the tight ring of muscle, trying to penetrate him.
Something in Sage froze at the feeling of the dry entrance,
he gasped and panicked again, an old memory making its way in his fogged mind
and he shivered. Tears started to form behind his closed eyelids, and he tried with
all his might to open them. The feeling of helplessness returned with all force,
and Sage struggled to convince himself that he was with a friend, in home, and
that whoever of them it was, he wasn�t going to hurt him, no matter what
wrecked spirit was in control at the moment!
The fingers retired themselves and all contact suddenly disappeared.
Sage gave a long breath, the distance helped him to collect himself, and soon
he started to feel frustrated and ready to beg for his partner to continue. He
was well aware of the groan of desperation, which escaped his throat when his
friend returned and resumed his work, a finger searched for entrance once
again, this time rubbing something oily that made the procedure easier. Sage
started to feel pleasure again while he was fingered and his shaft sucked, his
muscles starting to relax and soon a second finger was into him, they touched a
spot that sent pure glory to his brain and the blond moaned, almost at his
climax, forgetting all bad memories from his past.

Sage was so delicious, he didn�t want to tear his mouth
from him, he was getting more and more exited only to feel his firm buttocks in
his hands and to hear the swordsman moan in pleasure. He wanted to take this beautiful angel at
that moment, to make him his, he started to finger Sage�s entrance and was
faintly aware of the surprised gasp of the blond. Not enough for him to stop, he insisted in
penetrate the warm cavity, it was dry and Sage�s walls tightened in a reflex
attempt to stop him, a barely audible �no� reached him, and he suddenly
realized that the blonde�s breath was desperate. Some part of his mind resurfaced at this, and
for the first time he asked himself if he was hurting Korin.
He thought about what he could do, he wanted to be inside
his friend, he wanted to make Sage his that night, but he didn�t want to hurt
him. He suddenly remembered that the swordsman must have massage oil among his
things, and he interrupted his work long enough to search and retrieve it from
one of the drawers.
He poured some of the oil in his hand and resumed his task.
This time Sage reacted better to the invasion, and soon his moans of pleasure
were heard again. He found Sage�s sweet spot and started to massage it, loving
the way Korin almost growled each time he touched it, he added a third finger
and sucked at the lovely member in his mouth with more force, he felt the
internal muscles of his lover tighten and the sweet seed was soon exploding in
his mouth. He swallowed all of it, giving still a few more sucks and without stopping
his fingers� work, so he assured that Sage�s need was awakened again, then he straightened
himself and changed his position to one more suitable to enter the warm body.

Sage was in the verge of madness, he wasn�t satisfied, and
still a little part of his coherency was struggling to make itself known, and
was arguing that there will be dare consequences in the morning, when he will
be no longer under the spirit�s influence. The fogged part of his brain that
was enjoying itself, which was the majority of it, pushed that notion in to the
darkness again and mourned the loss of the excellent mouth and fingers that
were playing him.
Korin felt somewhat empty, but soon enough he felt his left
leg being lifted over a well formed shoulder, the other leg immediately
followed and strong hands grabbed his hips, while the point of an erection
pressed at his anus. Sage shuddered in anticipation;
panic trying to resurface in his mind, but the same force that was binding him
suddenly invaded his thoughts with renewed determination, and didn�t let old
dark memories to come out again.
Sage�s instincts tried to fight the alien force, to get a
hold of his own thoughts, but at that moment his friend inclined a little over
him and with a single, powerful, push entered his body completely. His inner
walls tightened at the intrusion and Sage gasped in pain, while he heard his
friend growl in pleasure at the tightness, a few tears escaped the closed eyes
of the blond, his mind seemed to really freeze this time and he gave a low sob.
His partner didn�t move immediately, he started to rub small circles at Sage�s
low back, allowing him to relax and get used to being filled. Soon the pain
started to recede and a mix of something more pleasurable replaced it, Sage sobbed
again at the change and his friend lied even more over him, his lips kissing
Sage�s tenderly and a callused hand dried his few tears.
A voice he couldn�t have recognized if his life depended on
it hushed:
�Shh, don�t cry.�
�Who are you?� Sage thought desperately. �Why can�t I recognize you?�
His mind refused to cooperate and anyway he had little time
to dwell on it, because his partner started moving slowly, and all that
mattered was the intense feeling of pleasure that said movement produced. The
world seemed to disappear and a sense of belonging was slowly taking shape in
him. Sage moaned and purred in pleasure at each slow thrust of his friend,
wishing he could talk, wishing he could beg his tormentor to increase the pace,
to take him harder.
His partner seemed to guess his silent pleas because he
started to go faster, each powerful thrust rubbing his erotic point, Sage
wanted nothing but to howl, even more when one hand took care of his own painful
erection and started stroking him at time with his lover�s thrusts. The
sensation was too much to bear and Sage climaxed in a blur of light behind his
eyelids, with a loud almost cry, his release triggered the one of his partner
and Korin could barely feel the hot seed being fueled inside him, in time with
his friend�s shout of pure pleasure.
Then the hot body in top of him moved, barely avoiding
crushing him when it collapsed in bed at his side. They were no longer joined
and Sage started to feel sore and tense muscles trying to relax, his throat
felt somewhat raspy and the fog that had clouded his mind started to retreat,
but in it�s place an unbearable tiredness filled him, he was grateful for the
strong arms holding him, keeping him near to the other body. Somehow a blanket
was over them, and Sage felt like he had been oddly claimed, tender lips kissed
his forehead and his partner curled around him, almost as if he wanted to
protect him. Korin was loosing consciousness
fast, but he still heard a strange hush, like the wind in the trees, saying:
�Never�
never again��
�Why?� He asked mentally without receiving
an answer, the tiredness overwhelmed him and he let himself being lost in
oblivion.

Tired and satisfied, he just avoided to collapse on top of
Sage and he moved around his friend, he kissed him one more time and tucked him
in his arms, feeling his breathing as it evened, one single tear was still
visible at the corner of the golden lashes and his lips formed a vague smile.
�My Seiji� He thought
for himself, he kissed him again and rested his chin in the blond head, he
passed out shortly after that.

The cool air that entered through the window awakened him,
he wondered idly why it was open, he tried to move...
and realized that something was between his arms, a familiar odor filled his
nostrils, and moving his hands he confirmed that the thing was indeed a body.
He snapped his eyes wide open and panic filled him.
��S� Sage?� He said slowly.
He lifted his head, taking in his surroundings, asking
himself what in the netherworld he was doing in Sage�s room. He remembered
being in the woods, a strange shadow appeared... Suddenly he remembered, all
the night came back to him like a movie.
�Oh, Gods!
� What I�ve done?�
He watched the clock; it was 5 in the morning. If Sage
waked up he was a dead man. Carefully he
disentangled himself from the sleeping body and moved out of the bed. Trying
not to wake the blond, he retrieved his clothes, making sure not to leave any
traces of him, and got out as silently as he could.
Grateful for the emptiness of the hall, and that not even
the tiger were in sight, he ran to his own room and closed the door; collapsing
in his own bed and cuddling in a tight ball, wishing the floor opened and
swallowed him.
�Gods, Gods! � What I�ve done?� What?
� Why? Why?� What the hell happened to me?�
He couldn�t stop the tears. He still could taste Sage in
his mouth. He wanted to deny it, to wish that it had been only a dream; that he
hadn�t just waked up in Sage�s bed still hugging him, but he knew without doubt
that all was true; there was the unquestionable certainty of it, burned in his
head. God! He had practically raped one of his best friends! The one that
mattered the most to him! The one he loved!
�Oh God, Why?� Why it had to be
him?��
He repeated the same words like a mantra, letting the tears
to fall freely from his eyes, he was sure it was that stupid shadow�s fault,
but he had no stamina to think coherently at the moment.
He didn�t feel the strange energy that was slowly leaving
the house, taking the shape of a dark humanoid being outside. Whiteblaze was
watching it from the roof, growling at it, although not threateningly. The
shadow seemed to acknowledge the big cat and then it got away, merging itself
among the shadows of the forest; the tiger watched it go and resumed his sleep.

Sage waked up feeling like he had the mother of the
hangovers. All his body ached and complained at every breath he gave, specially
his head. With considerable trouble he
opened one eye only to find his vision blurred, he could barely made out the
numbers in the clock: 6:30 in the morning. He tried to
sit up and a particular pain in his rear discouraged him, he sighed and kept
still a few moments more, realizing eventually that his night partner wasn�t in
bed with him. He made an effort and lifted himself enough to watch around the
room and sighed in disappointment. It
was strange, he had expected that when coherency made its way back to him he
would be enraged, but all he felt was longing, he was alone�
Korin lied again, facing the window, the morning light
consoled him just a little, he felt extremely tired, and in no mood to face the
rest of his housemates, but he had to know...
He gritted his teeth in frustration, he remembered everything, every
single detail of his strange night encounter, and still he couldn�t make the connection
between the few words he had listened in a rich voice and one of his friends,
every attempt to do so caused his mind to literally
explode. His head was hurting enough as
it was. He felt used, and his fists connected
with the pillow a few times.
Then he tried to relax, realizing his fury wouldn�t solve
his dilemma, he collected himself and he remembered the book from which he had
obtained the mental technique he had been trying to master in the night. Putting away his many pains, and the fact
that his muscles were barely responding him, he retrieved the book.

He was passing in his room like a trapped animal, he didn�t
want to go down, he didn�t want to face the boys, to face
Sage. Seiji... Gods! What was he gonna tell him? He
was sure that mysterious shadow was responsible of the night events, but how in
hell was he going to explain that to Korin?!
Maybe it won�t be necessary; maybe Sage hadn�t known it was
him. But how could that be? Seiji was the best in all the mystical matters;
he could spot every single one of their auras within miles! Well maybe that was too much, but he was sure
Sage would know who had spent the night with him.
He never had been a coward, but his friend�s hate would be
worse that death. He still couldn�t believe he had let himself to be possessed
by that damn thing!
Still, he knew he couldn�t escape forever; he already spent
a good few hours waiting for Korin to throw down his door and attack him. It had not happened so far. He was so guilt ridden at the moment that he
could only think in lavender eyes looking at him with hate. Eventually he gave up and decided to face his
fate, and gods help him! Now, what
actually was eating him alive was the fact that, deep inside him, he knew that
if he ever had the chance to repeat the night all over again... He would do it.

The bath eased his pains a little, but the headache refused
to go. Sage refused to watch himself in the mirror; he knew he looked like death
warmed over. Apparently the strange
energy he had stupidly called the previous night was a relatively harmless
spirit, it sucked the medium�s energy, that had been him, to make someone
else�s deepest wish come true for one night and then it disappeared. So, he was now in a pretty bad shape, not
only for the energy loss, but also because he happened to be the target of one
of his friend�s deepest wishes. The
strange thing was that he seemed to be incapable of getting angry over that, he
was curious, the magic worked to eliminate any obstacle that could prevent the
wish to be reality, including personal restrictions.
Sage smiled, he too had have fantasies that included one of
his teammates, he had tried to ignore them, he had tried with all his might to
bury the slowly forming feeling deep inside him, to not acknowledge it. Now he
found himself desperately wishing his nighttime partner would be the same as
his secret love, he wished it with all his heart. But he had to be sure, he had to go
downstairs and face the rest of his surrogate family, one of them would surely
give himself out, and he wasn�t one to let things go so easily.

When Sage entered the kitchen every set of eyes were upon
him immediately, except Rowen�s, the archer was reading
one of his books at the time, so he was the first to greet him, given that he
was the only one not in shock.
�Hey Sage!
The early bird slept o�? What the hell happened to you?!�
The last exclamation was said when the boy lifted his head and took a look at
his friend. Every face now sported a look of worry. Sage sighed and prepared to
try and evade Sai�s mother hen instincts.
�Jesus man! You look like shit!� was Kento�s contribution to his physical
state.
�Thank you Kento, cough! I wouldn�t
have noticed.� Said Sage in a raspy voice, he immediately regretted having
opened his mouth, the looks of worry deepened and Sai
was over him in an instant, trying to take his temperature and hurrying him to
sit, Sage ignored him as best as he could and put the tea pot in the fire.
�Sage, are you all right?�
�Sure Ryo, I just� I just can�t sleep so well that�s all.�
�Bad dreams?� Asked Sai, still eying him worriedly.
�No� not exactly.�
Tea was ready, and Sage went back to his room after Sai was convinced that he didn�t have fever and that he
only needed a little rest.

After Sage went back to his room, he strode to the forest
with the excuse of a little practice. He
spent the day into it, cursing himself and his idiocy. Gods! Had he really hurt his friend that bad? He had
looked like a walking dead, his voice had been barely audible. Sage had looked
as if he had a terrible illness! It was
the night�s reminder, he was sure of it. That blasted shadow had done something
to korin! How else he could have gone and did... what
he did.
�Damn thing! If you had hurt him I� I��
He couldn�t do a thing really, he didn�t even know what had
attacked him and why, but he would never forgive himself for having hurt Seiji.

He returned at night, watching Sage�s window. It didn�t
have the light on, Korin would be probably sleeping. He sat down at one of the
trees� shadows and wailed in self misery. He would find that thing; he would
make it pay for this. He remained in the dark until all the house lights, save
the one of the parlor, came out.

Sage was sitting in a chair near the window, partially
covered by the curtains, the lights were off, so he could be sure no one could
see him from the outside. Sai had insisted in bringing him lunch and dinner to his room,
and now he felt much better. He didn�t want to meditate tonight; he didn�t want
to bring another spirit with nothing better to do. He was looking at the stars while waiting the
house to fell in its night slumber, he listened intently at all the noises his
friends were doing, identifying each one of their auras. Someone was missing.
He felt the doors of the rooms closing, except one. He
smiled with satisfaction at having his suspicions confirmed. He almost could
guess where his night lover was at the moment, he pulled the curtains a little
and stared in the black mass of the trees in front of the house, he could make
a shadow behind one of the nearest to his window. He smiled again. Sure to have
his man he left his room, he wasn�t about to left the subject drop down, no. He
wanted pay back.
After all, you can never say never again.

The End.
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