No.6 Fanfic--'Sleep Walker' NezumixShion

Nezumi lay in his bed, his small white-haired friend laying beside him, fast asleep. He wasn't entirely sure how the two of them had come to sharing a bed. His guess was that Shion must have accidentally fallen asleep on his bed, and Nezumi himself didn't want to take the couch. After that night, Shion must have thought it was okay to take the bed any night. Thus, they had somehow reached the point where they were sharing a bed every night.

The grey-haired boy sighed quietly. He wasn't used to having half of his sleeping space taken.
However, despite this, Nezumi was just about to drift into sleep, until Shion randomly sat up. This made Nezumi flinch, since Shion was in a deep sleep just seconds before, and didn't even shift around before sitting up. After Shion sat there for awhile, Nezumi eventually decided to question his friend.

"Oi..." Nezumi said as he sat up and brought a hand to Shion's shoulder.

Shion didn't respond, and Nezumi sat up further to look at his face. His red eyes were half-lidded, and it seemed like there was nothing behind them. Nezumi quickly brought a hand to his mouth to silence his laugh. He didn't want to wake up his sleep walking friend just yet. He brought his hand up in front of Shion face and waved it a bit, to make sure he was really out of it.

"Oi, Shion, what are you up to?" Nezumi asked and snickered a bit. He wanted to see if Sleep-Shion would respond.

"What could he be dreaming about right now? A nightmare?" Nezumi thought. His light grey eyes stared into Shion's red ones, as if he could find the answer in them. He sadistically wanted him to be having a nightmare, so that he could possibly have fun teasing him.

After getting no response, Nezumi gave Shion a smile that showed that he was admitting defeat. He brought his hand to Shion's pearly white hair and ruffled it a bit.

"What's going on through your head, Shion?" Nezumi asked quietly.

Shion then reached his hand out and gripped onto Nezumi's night shirt.

"Eh?" Nezumi questioned as he continued to stare at Shion's face. He was definitely still asleep, unless he was secretly a very talented actor.

Shion then brought another hand to Nezumi's shirt and slowly pushed him down on his back. Nezumi couldn't help but let out a laugh this time.

"What are you---" Nezumi continued to laugh, but stopped immediately when Shion climbed on top of him and straddled his hips.

"Is he having THAT kind of dream?" Nezumi thought. He stared up at the drowsy-eyed boy above him.

Shion then gripped both of Nezumi's wrists, pinning him to the bed. A blush swept across Nezumi's face. He was starting to lose his amusement in Shion's sleep walking. He opened his mouth to yell loudly for Shion to wake up, but Shion spoke first.

"Safu..." Shion mumbled.

With his mouth still open, Nezumi found himself too stunned to yell. His eyes grew wide, and then slowly formed into a scowl. He then roughly kicked the sleeping boy off of himself.

"Whaaa!" Shion exclaimed as he finally woke up and landed on the end of the bed.

"You moron!" Nezumi yelled angrily, his face flushed in rage. Shion rubbed his head in confusion.

"I will not be a replacement!" Nezumi continued to yell.

"Re-replacement?" Shion mumbled.

"What happened?" He thought, "I was dreaming, and then... pain in my chest... what was I dreaming about?"

"You lied to me again!" Nezumi realized, and gripped Shion's shirt collar, "When I asked if you would take up her offer, you TOLD me she was just a FRIEND!"

Shion simply stared at Nezumi. He had no clue what was going on.

"Ah, that's right," Shion thought, "I was dreaming.. about the past... I was a kid, and Safu was there too... We were in a tickle fight..."

Shion rubbed his eyes sleepily, but Nezumi got his attention again by pulling him closer by his shirt.

"I told you that lying to someone is like looking down on them," Nezumi said, his voice deep and threatening. His scowling eyes matched his voice.

"How did I lie to you?" Shion asked as he slowly became more awake.

Nezumi paused. He was too embarrassed to tell Shion what had happened.

"Why am I so bothered by this anyway?" Nezumi thought. He released his grip on Shion's shirt and laid back down. He wrapped the sheet around himself and turned away so that he was no longer facing Shion.

"Its nothing," he grumbled, "Just.. whatever you ate last night, don't eat it again. It made you have nightmares."

"Nightmares?" Shion repeated. "Was I acting weird in my sleep?"
Nezumi didn't answer, and Shion pouted.

"I don't know what I did to make you mad, but, I'm sorry..." Shion said sadly.

"Just shut up and go to bed." Nezumi grumbled again.

This time, it was Shion's turn to scowl. He grabbed Nezumi's shoulder and turned him so that they were looking at each other face to face.

"I can't just shut up and go to bed!" Shion complained, "If I did something to upset you.. how can I sleep? You're the most important person to me... I at least want to know what I did."

Nezumi stared at him with his eyes wide. He then let out a chuckle.

"Most important person? You're lying again." Nezumi said. He wanted to turn away again, but Shion still had his grip on his shoulder.

"How can I prove it then?" Shion asked.

"Let go." Nezumi demanded.

"How can I?" Shion asked again, louder this time.

"Let go!" Nezumi yelled and gave Shion a glare.

"Nezumi!" Shion yelled. Nezumi grabbed Shion's wrist and yanked his hand of his shoulder. Shion used his free hand to slap Nezumi's arm away, and quickly leaned down and kissed Nezumi.

Nezumi was stunned yet again. He never closed his eyes for the whole kiss, he just stared into Shion's closed ones. Once the kiss was done, Shion gradually opened his red eyes. Nezumi then realized that his hand was in his pocket, gripping his knife. He must have instinctively done that after his hand was slapped away.

"You're really.... reckless, you know that?" Nezumi pointed out. If Shion had moved a bit slower, Nezumi would have had his knife at his neck.

"I don't care. I don't care if I'm reckless. If I want to kiss you, then I'll kiss you," Shion said bluntly.

Nezumi scowled.

"So you think you can just do it whenever you want?" Nezumi questioned.

"Yes," Shion said, and leaned down to kiss him again. However, the taller boy stopped him this time by gripping his shoulders. Shion scowled down at Nezumi.

"How else can I prove it to you?" Shion asked, and tears began to form in his eyes. Nezumi noticed this, and his anger began to fade. The white-haired boy had that power over him. He didn't release his hands though.

"Fine, I believe you." Nezumi said, and let out a sigh. Shion continued to cry as if he didn't hear him. The grey-haired boy decided to let go of the smaller boy's shoulders.

"You can kiss me now if you want." Nezumi said, but Shion didn't budge.

"Moron..." Nezumi grumbled and grabbed Shion's face with both hands, and pulled him down into a kiss. In between kisses, Shion cried.

"I'm sorry... whatever I did..." Shion cried.

"Just forget about it," Nezumi said, and continued to kiss him. He then finished the kiss by placing one last kiss on the crying boy's forehead.

"Now let's go back to bed now, alright?" Nezumi suggested. Shion sniffled and nodded, but instead of laying in his spot on the bed, he curled up against Nezumi.

"....Looks like I have less bed space now, than ever...."