#und das Emergency-Meeting? Keinen Plan was es für einen Notfall gab

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Himi-Weihnachtskalender Promps

Prompt Nummer 1: Prompt: sleep rituals (Schlaf/Einschlafrituale) Guys, I am simply to slow in writing too actually write about multiple ships/relationships in one prompt. I was sitting on this one for hours and that despite the fact that this got shorter with every move to the next ship (my apologies for that, by the way...)  but I’ve wanted to start the calendar with those 4 ships and then of course realized that, as usual, writing for my own OTP was much easier then writing for the other ships. And I was running out of time as there is other stuff I need to do today too. I hope you can still enjoy that first Prompt at least a bit. (I have not yet proveread the story and I am not feeling like doing it right now either, so bear with me, please.) So... this story was suppose to be called “Falling asleep” but it somehow turned into something that I might as well have written for the Prompt “Peace” and that is why this is the name of the Story in the end. Lets go...

Peace

 Sibi groaned in displeasure and changed his position.

It took less than a minute before he sighed and changes his position once again.

This time at least a minute has passed before he finally planted his face in his pillow to muffle a frustrated scream. This. Was. Ridiculous. He was the man that made almost every female person in the world swoon. His face was so attractive that it was almost impossible to resist his flirting. He was the king of seduction. (Or at least he thought he was all that…)

 And yet… here he was unable to fall asleep because his girlfriend was not here. He felt like a child that couldn’t fall asleep until its mommy came home from work and it was embarrassing as hell. Thank god no one could see him like that. It was not like he hadn’t tried. He was actually extremely tired and exhausted. That had been one hell of a week. Lots of fighting, lots of nights without much sleep and lots of problems arising left, right and center. Tonight should have been the first night were they hoped would finally be able to get a whole night of well deserved Rest. And then the elementarwächter had been called to an emergency meeting with Green. A meeting, that apparently was meant to go the whole night. Sibi and his brother were not allowed to join (sometimes they were, it depended on a lot of things if they were allowed or not…), but at least that would have meant for them to finally get some sleep. Some much-needed sleep. Honestly, the dark rings under Siberus pretty eyes looked awful. He really needed to do something about it. But everything hed tried to fall asleep failed. Usually, he and Firey would take a shower or a bath together, then he would take care of their Hair and would use his secret weapon to make sure Firey would leave her hair open for the night.

 (It was easy, really. He planted a soft kiss in her neck and whispered in her ear that she should leave her hair open and although she always said one day that trick would not work on her anymore, it had yet to fail him…)

 After that, they would go to bed. She would wear one of his shirts – he loved it how they exposed her pretty legs – and he would wear only his boxers and then he would find his peace in her arms. The would lay there for a while, her arms around him, while his head would rest in her chest and they would talk for an hour or two about everything that they found with talking about. Good and bad things alike. They promised each other to never fall asleep with unspoken words in their heads. Be it a funny story about that idiot Azuma or how much it had hurt Firey that she had to kill that demon that looked so human or how Siberu had gotten in trouble with Green when he disobeyed her orders because he was so damn sure that his plan was simply better… and easier. No bad or good things were left unsaid. It gave them peace. Made it possible for them to fall asleep with a smile.

 So when he realized, falling asleep without all that was much harder than spending the whole night on a battlefield he tried everything he could to make it easier for himself.

 He took a long hod bath – but it simply wasn’t the same without her. He made his hair after using her shampoo – it was not very manly, but he loved it when her hair smelled like it and desperate situations ask for desperate measures. He actually went to bed cuddling with one of her shirts – yes, the smell of her calmed him a bit, but it simply wasn’t enough.

 Next step was listening to her favorite music – nope, the only thing he did was realizing he actually started to sing along to that one annoying song that he always said he actually hated.

Then he spends half an hour reading some pages in her favorite book, after all, they say reading before sleep was good – it neither did help nor could he say that he was too interested in what was written in the book. His last desperate try was to turn on the lamp on the nightstand after half an hour of shifting and turning – yes, he felt stupid acting like a child that was afraid of the dark, but at this point, he wasn’t even sure anymore if he wasn’t actually afraid of the darkness of this room (and this room only) when his girlfriend was not around.

 It did not help. Nothing helped. He needed his Firey to fall asleep.

 So when after two more ours the door to their room finally opened, he could immediately feel how his mind relaxed. She didn’t say a word. But the look on her face spoke volumes. Silent she went to the bathroom and came back wearing the shirt he had just discarded when he went to bed. This time, when she pulled the covers aside, he was the one opening his arms for her and he saw a smile tugging at her lips before she allowed herself to fall into his arms. Hear hed rested against his chest and he felt how she started to relax.

 She wasn’t the one to be held often, but if she was, then she really needed it and Sibi was more then willing to be the home to her, that she had become for him. “Tell me everything…”, he whispered in her hair, knowing that he would shorten the amount of sleep they would get even more. But he could never sleep peacefully, knowing that his Firey was not doing the same…

 ~*~

 In Greens Chambers, Gary had been reading a book. For many, many hours now. And he was used to reading a lot and late into the night. Really. But he laked as much sleep like every other person that had fought alongside Green and his eyes were trying to refuse him multiple time. When he was ignoring the signs that he should stop reading, his head started to ache.

 And yet, here he was, sitting on Greens bed – as he was technically not allowed to share it with her, he refused to call it “our bed” tho that was very much what it was – and continued to read this extremely difficult book. Not that he minds, but his very tired and exhausted brain did.

 He was simply refusing to fall asleep without Green. Ever since their reunion, he was very, very unwilling to calm down until she was right next to him. He was fine with not always being able to be by her side, but he would one feel whole again when she was at his side. As by her side was where he belonged.

 Every once in a while he sends an angry glare at the clock. For the sake of the gods, Green had worked even more than everyone else this week – of course, she did, she was the Hikari, it was her duty – and yet she still had to hold that emergency meeting for hours. She needed sleep, she needed rest and they also needed to be together for all that. If there was anyone besides Shaginai or Izumi that was really hard on Green when it came to her duties as a Hikari, then it was Gary. But he only did it because he loved her. He didn’t want her to be in more trouble than she usually was in on a regular basis. He wanted for Green to be happy and even tho she was denying it, that the wächter liked her, that her team of elementarwächer was proud of her and that Shaginai was both of it, was an important part of the Hikaris happiness and if he needed to push her to get that happiness then he was willing to do just that.

 When the door opened and a few seconds later a totally exhausted Green fell face first onto the bed, Gary smiled and finally closed the book.

 “Wanna talk about it?”

“No.” Her faced finally looked up to him, the look of an abandoned puppy on her face: “I want cuddles.”

He laughed. “Can we change first?”

 He saw that she wanted to say “no” and demand to get her cuddles right now. But her dress wasn’t exactly comfortable as sleepwear, so she nodded and they put on their most comfortable pajamas, as they always did before they went to bed together.

 It took Green only a few seconds until she was in Gary's arms pushing her own body as close to his as it was possible and comfortable. He held her tight with one hand, the other hand sneaking under her shirt, so his fingertips could draw circles on her back. He felt her shiver before she released a content sigh. She loved it when he caressed her bare back. It helped her fall asleep. And falling asleep she did.

 Gary takes always longer to fall asleep, as he can’t help but watch her sleep for a while. Listening to her breathing, feeling her heartbeat against his. It gave him alive. All those signs that she was fine, was what kept him standing. As long as his Green was there and breathing, he would not allow himself to stop breathing either.

 They would usually fall asleep like that. Often, he would be woken up by Green tossing and turning next to him. She was having nightmares every so often these days. Most of those nights, she would call out his name. Pleading for him to come and save her… or for him not to die, not to leave her.

 It was heartbreaking, really.

 But he could make it better.

 All he needed to do was to take one of her hands and intertwine their finger together. Usually, it wouldn’t take long for her to calm down after that and continue to sleep peacefully. And in all honesty? Gary was really proud of it. That such a simple touch only, could end her nightmares.

 So when it happened again this night, and soon after his touch she started to smile in her sleep and whispered a nearly audible, but very content “My Gary…”, he felt like he was the happiest man alive.

 ~*~

 Nightmares are more a part of Youmas and Nocturns sleep than both of them could ever imagine. One of them almost always ends up having nightmares about their past and some of the horrors they had done or seen in their lifes. Always waking the other up, who almost instantly made use their other half would wake up from its nightmare and be comforted afterward.

 But as much as Youma enjoyed it that he and Nocturn were holding each other close, it was simply not enough to get him back to sleep after a nightmare like that. It never had. It always helped him to calm down, relax and feel save again, but there was always something missing for him to fall back to sleep. Nocturn was used to this by now and he sighed, before getting out of Youmas embrace and out of the bed. The prince of darkness audible winced at the loss of contact. Nocturn only grinned. Despite the fact that they really, truly, loved each other, the demon that spends most of his free time enjoying the streets of Paris still loved teasing Youma every once in a while.

Despite all the teasing, he came back with his Hengdi and before Youma could even say something, Nocturn started to play a beautiful piece of music that he himself had composed only for his partner. It was a mixture of something that was just Nocturn and something that the demon said had reminded him of Youma. It wasn’t exactly a music to fall asleep too, it sounded more like something to dance too, but the dark prince could still feel how his tiredness came back, while he watched and listened. And yet, he would not fall asleep until Nocturn was back in his arms. Only then they both could find the peace they both needed. And although their lifes were dangerous and hectic right now, as long as they were together neither Youma nor Nocturn would have it any other way…

 ~*~

 When Lycram stood in front of him, asking for him to join him in doing some late night drinks, Ri-Ils wasn’t even surprised anymore. It had become a habit of him lately.

 And then they were sitting together, drinking. Lycram spitting courses and insults at him and many other demons that weren’t even there but he would talk about. Lacrimosa's name always falls a few more times whenever Lycram got into the state of actually being drunk.

 Ri-Il was mostly a listener.

 If anything he barely gave Lycram a little bit more fuel to turn on his anger, as he was enjoying a drunken AND angry Lycram far too much for his own good.

 But despite how loud his Lyci was… these moments were Ri-Il found his peace, now with his too proteges gone. He knew they were happy and although he would never say it out loud, he was happy too, that they found their own happiness. But it was… lonely, ever since they were gone. Sometimes he was meeting with Silver on a battlefield, just for a little bit of smalltalk. Just to hear his always enthusiastic voice, to see his wide smile and watch how he always keeps a close eye on his brother, the Hikari-Princess and a certain red haired wächter that fore some reason Karou just couldn’t get his hands on…

 And although talking to Silver always might his demonic heart lighter every once in a while, it was these days when I was the happiest that Lycram would visit him, bottle in hand, reading to get as drunk as he could.

 When Lycram was there… the loneliness was gone.

 So when the blue-haired demon tried to get up from his seat, almost too drunk to stand on his own two feed, Ri-Il looked and him and asked:

 “Want to stay here tonight?”

 It was not the first time and it wont be the last. But although Lycram always says the next morning that that just happened because he had gotten so goddamn drunk – which of course was totally Ri-Ils fault, of course it was – he would have never agreed to stay. Waking up next to a peacefully sleeping Ri-Il was were Lycram found his peace…