I grip at his hair, sighing heavily. I pull back a bit, so I can look at his face. Look into his eyes.

I don't want to talk about it. I just... I just want to feel better. And Eiji makes me feel better.

He makes me feel whole and wonderful and safe.

"It's nothing." I lie, with a smile on my lips even. I lean in and kiss him, parting his lips and exploring deeply.

Please, Eiji. Just make me feel good. Show me I'm loved and safe.