It was late at night, and the lights in Genya's home had long since gone out.
He was utterly exhausted. These past few days, even breathing had felt like hard work.
The door was gently pushed open, and a slender figure slipped through the gap.
Moonlight fell across her face. It was Hanabi.
The Hyuga Clan's second daughter wore pale pajamas, her hair loose, her bare feet making no sound against the floor.
She listened to the steady breathing coming from the bedroom. Genya was fast asleep.
Taking a deep breath, she tiptoed over and pushed open the bedroom door.
Genya lay sprawled on the bed, the covers only reaching his waist.
His dark circles were especially obvious in the moonlight. His complexion was still poor, and his lips were a little dry.
He slept deeply, breathing heavily and evenly, with an occasional goofy snore.
Hanabi stood beside the bed, watching his utterly spent figure. Her lips curved slightly, then she quietly climbed onto the bed, lifted the covers, and lay beside him.
After a second, she decided that wasn't enough. She rolled over and lay right on top of him.
Genya was dreaming that he was walking through a desert, the blazing sun scorching his entire body.
He instinctively reached out to push something away, mumbling indistinctly.
"Cut it out..."
Hanabi stopped moving.
A few seconds later, Genya suddenly realized something was wrong.
That touch, that weight, that warmth-this wasn't a dream.
His eyes snapped open. Moonlight streamed through a gap in the curtains, illuminating the face of the girl straddling him.
"Holy shit!"
Genya's voice exploded through the bedroom.
He got a clear look at her face. Hanabi.
Hanabi Hyuga, his wife's younger sister!
Her hair spilled over her shoulders as she looked down at him.
The moonlight