You are Mine Now (Rinharu Fanfic)

Chapter 11

You Are Mine Now...
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Chapter 11 (Haru's POV)
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After my dream of the past with Makoto, I found myself back within the darkness that I had caught myself within the beginning.

At first all I could feel was the cool air brushing upon my skin. Shivering, I can feel my skin rise into goosebumps as a reaction to the cold. The darkness itself starts to feel suffocating. Panic arises within my chest.

"Hey!" I scream into the abyss surrounding me, "Is someone there?!"

I turn around and around, desperately seeking for someone else. Anyone would do. I just need to see that person with my own eyes. It's only then that it occurs to me.

Who am I hoping will come?

I'm alone. Completely and utterly alone.

But I always have been alone.

So why does it feel so heartbreaking this time?

"Somebody," I sink to my knees and hug myself as if that is the only protection I have, "Please,"

"Dammit, why do you have to be so darn cute at a time like this?"

I look up to see a bright hand of light emerge from the darkness and prop itself onto my forehead. A comfortable warmth spreads through the skin that is touched.

"King Rin?"

"I'm at my wits end here, ya know?" King Rin's voice chuckles.

I stare at the hand on my head and feel tears well up.

It's so frustrating...

"Geez, I'm just no match for you."

The hand starts to recede into the darkness. Warmth it gives me starts to fade with the absence of the touch.

Wait, no, I don't want to be alone again.

"No," I jump up and try to grab the hand without thinking, "Don't go."

I miss and fall to the ground. There is no psychical pain as I hit the floor. The only thing I think I can really feel is an impending tear in my chest.

I'm supposed to hate you, yet why?

"Please, please don't leave" My throat starts to tighten as tears being to warm my eye's outline.

"I won't"

I freeze and stare at the hand, letting it rest back onto my forehead.

"Don't worry," King Rin's voice sounds sturdy, "I am yours after all and you are mine, leaving isn't even an option anymore,"

Closing my eyes, I lower my head and enjoy the fulfilling comfort for a minute.

Why am I so happy with those annoying words?

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I wake up five minutes later. Slowly but surely I begin to regain my consciousness.

A warmth hugs itself to my body, making it almost sweltering under the covers. The weight of an arm rests on my chest as well as a leg over my two upper thighs. I glance to my right with sleepy eyes and discover a familiar mass of maroon hair covering a nearby pillow.

"King Rin?" Yawning, I feel as if I am still half asleep.

The owner of the maroon hair stirs and slowly looks up, revealing the face of the one and only King of the Sahara.