Huff! She scrunched up her nose at Luke, but couldn’t reply to him, since he was already going to her master’s side. Honestly, boys!
“Now his face looks more like Master’s hair!” She reported to Ion, while settling down next to him. Gaara’s hair color was darker… and the style was much, much messier. Then, her attention quickly turned to the firework display. “Oh! So beautiful, kupo! They should set off fireworks more!”
Not knowing who or what the “Dark Wings” were, Gaara gave him a blank stare in response. At least, he could understand the necessity of a distraction tactic. He nodded, and then moved onto the next topic of discussion… which had his brows creasing in an immediate frown. Not from the question itself, but because he had no intention of letting his guard down, when it came to the demon sealed within his body.
“I won’t know for certain, until it takes place,” he replied in earnest, “Though… the desires are not solely derived from the demon. I possess them as well… to a certain extent. I will understand if you would prefer to avoid my presence, during the next full moon.”
His desires weren’t necessarily as brutal and violent and callous as Shukaku’s, but he couldn’t deny that he… had them, in the first place. His bloodlust hadn’t instantaneously vanished, over the years. Sexual intimacy, he didn’t have any experience with, until his very first relationship at the facility. Now that he had gotten a taste of it, however… he realized just how much he enjoyed and enjoyed the act. As well as the emotional attachment that came with it, and the warmth of sharing a special, exclusive bond.
“......”
How did he… feel?
“…Conflicted,” he answered in his usual blunt manner, “I… harbor an emotional attachment to you. I believe there is mutual attraction between us.” His gaze shifted toward the ground, away from the explosion of lights in the sky. “However, considering the sins that I’ve committed against you… and the fact that you clearly feel concerned about them…”
Because why else would Luke bring that up, unless he feared being attacked again?
Not to mention, the apprehension Gaara felt, toward the concept itself, having had that strong of a bond severed once already… He wasn’t certain if his heart could handle being dealt yet another powerful wound, should these ties break as well.
“There was… someone before, that I possessed romantic feelings toward,” he started to explain, despite some of the words getting jumbled within his mind. He was usually a much sharper thinker, but when it came to matters he had little experience in, he became much more hesitant and uncertain. “They may not have been… reciprocated. There is a great deal of risk, associated with deepening a bond to such an extent.”
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“Now his face looks more like Master’s hair!” She reported to Ion, while settling down next to him. Gaara’s hair color was darker… and the style was much, much messier. Then, her attention quickly turned to the firework display. “Oh! So beautiful, kupo! They should set off fireworks more!”
Not knowing who or what the “Dark Wings” were, Gaara gave him a blank stare in response. At least, he could understand the necessity of a distraction tactic. He nodded, and then moved onto the next topic of discussion… which had his brows creasing in an immediate frown. Not from the question itself, but because he had no intention of letting his guard down, when it came to the demon sealed within his body.
“I won’t know for certain, until it takes place,” he replied in earnest, “Though… the desires are not solely derived from the demon. I possess them as well… to a certain extent. I will understand if you would prefer to avoid my presence, during the next full moon.”
His desires weren’t necessarily as brutal and violent and callous as Shukaku’s, but he couldn’t deny that he… had them, in the first place. His bloodlust hadn’t instantaneously vanished, over the years. Sexual intimacy, he didn’t have any experience with, until his very first relationship at the facility. Now that he had gotten a taste of it, however… he realized just how much he enjoyed and enjoyed the act. As well as the emotional attachment that came with it, and the warmth of sharing a special, exclusive bond.
“......”
How did he… feel?
“…Conflicted,” he answered in his usual blunt manner, “I… harbor an emotional attachment to you. I believe there is mutual attraction between us.” His gaze shifted toward the ground, away from the explosion of lights in the sky. “However, considering the sins that I’ve committed against you… and the fact that you clearly feel concerned about them…”
Because why else would Luke bring that up, unless he feared being attacked again?
Not to mention, the apprehension Gaara felt, toward the concept itself, having had that strong of a bond severed once already… He wasn’t certain if his heart could handle being dealt yet another powerful wound, should these ties break as well.
“There was… someone before, that I possessed romantic feelings toward,” he started to explain, despite some of the words getting jumbled within his mind. He was usually a much sharper thinker, but when it came to matters he had little experience in, he became much more hesitant and uncertain. “They may not have been… reciprocated. There is a great deal of risk, associated with deepening a bond to such an extent.”