Homecoming [powered_otaku]

[sweetsalome]

    He had silently entered his own house the night before, when no one was there to greet him, to make a fuss over him.  Standing in the front foyer, he looked around slowly, not a thing out of place, the great walls and ceiling as silent as a tomb.  Like a giant cat he had stalked through the house, making sure everything was as it should be.  A

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[powered_otaku]

Hiro is there as soon as he reads the text. "Salome?"

[sweetsalome]

She looks almost startled when he appears but finishes buttoning up her long sleeved blouse. "Hiro, you came." There is a moment of silence, and she stares at her hands. "Can I get you anything?"

[powered_otaku]

"What is wrong?" He senses that she's pulled into herself and is not sure she wants him to touch her at the moment. "I do not need anything, thank you."

[sweetsalome]

She blinks at his question and then frowns before looking at the locked bedroom door. "He's downstairs, he . . . He's going to come back. Don't let him?" Giving him an uncertain smile, she fastens the buttons on her collar. "Please?" She doesn't want to beg, but at this point she will.