Kanoi: I bring you a Sleepless fic!

Natsuo: It's short, only 215 words, but oh well!

Youji: It's written off of the dromp "Doors." Hence the title since Kanoi is completely uncreative.

Kanoi: -pouts- Meany. Anyway, Natsuo, please do the disclaimer.

Natsuo: HAI! Kanoi doesn't not own Loveless, so let's throw rocks at her!

Youji: YAY!

Kanoi: HEY! NO!

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"Kinka …" Ginka whispered.

Kinka turned to look at his sacrifice, blonde hair swaying slightly in the wind.

"Yes?'

Ginka looked at her shoes with lonely eyes. "Do we really want to go back?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" Kinka asked suspiciously.

"Well…" Ginka hesitated slightly while a streetlight flickered near by,
"What's really back there that's worth going back to?"

Kinka stared at his sacrifice with wide, incredulous eyes.

The woman suddenly grew more confident and looked her fighter squarely in the eyes. "Those people only use us! If we go back we'll only be used more! Why even go back? We're far too strong for that!"

"Ginka…" Kinka started to say, but was cut off by his sacrifice.

"You can go back, but it will be without me!" proclaimed Ginka.

The dark haired woman stormed away from the bus stop. Kinka glanced quickly between the street where the bus would soon arrive and his sacrifice's retreating form before running after Ginka.

"Stop," Kinka demanded as he grabbed Ginka's wrist. She turned to glare at him. He smiled weakly at her. "We don't have to go back."

Ginka smiled back. "Thank you."

The bus pulled up to its stop, and the doors swung open. With no one there, the doors closed, and the bus drove off.

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Kanoi: Not my favorite thing I've written, but it's okay. It just refused to flow properly.

Youji: I'm bored.

Natsuo: -picks up a bunch of rocks- Common!

Kanoi: Oh no! -runs away-