blackestfaery

Well, not really. It's what's written of the whole damn chapter. I ran outta steam on it. Need inspiration, or a cheering section. My muse is leaning dangerously towards Bleach.

( Her eyes followed the arm up past a bare shoulder to a face turned towards her in sleep. Even half buried in a pillow and with hair obstructing his face, Hatsumi would never have mistaken him for anyone else. )


Definitely written myself in a corner for this one.

Blah. Comfort me, Bya-kun...