title: sleepless devotion
fandom: Samurai Champloo
characters/pairings: one-sided Yukimura/Jin
rating: G
warnings: none
summary: in the dojo, Jin can't always get a good night's sleep
notes: first real attempt to play with Jin, because yukimaru's obsession with him is the strongest sense of slash i can get...

It was only a tiny rustle, not enough to fully bring him out of sleep, but he had his hand on his sword, anyway.

"Jin!" Yukimaru hissed. "Are you still awake?"

"Of course I'm not," he sighed, rolling over. "Go back to bed."

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" Yukimaru asked, but he was already crawling into Jin's bedroll.

He opened his eyes, staring at the wall. "Aren't you too old to be sent scurrying from your bed by a nightmare?"

"It's ok, isn't it?" Yukimaru asked, scooting in right behind Jin.

It was actually rather patently not ok, but he didn't know how quite to say that without being loud, so he just bore it.

"Jin? Do you ever think about women?" Yukimaru asked timidly.

Jin hoped like hell that Yukimaru was asking because he'd been thinking about women; at least, as long as he'd been thinking about them long enough ago for him to be cleaned up. "Go to sleep."

"When we were in town today, there was a group of girls, they were whispering about you," Yukimaru sighed.

His eyes snapped open. Why was Yukimaru telling him this now? If he'd told Jin at the time, Jin could have gotten laid, possibly! "Oh?"

"Are you going to get married and leave the dojo?" Yukimaru asked in a hurry, slipping an arm around Jin.

This was going too far. He pushed Yukimaru's arm away. "Don't be stupid. Go to sleep."

Yukimaru just curled up behind him closer, putting his chin on Jin's shoulder. "It's not stupid! You're a samurai... granted, you don't have parents, but your blade is the strongest in the dojo. You've traveled and everything. You'll probably inherit the dojo, and then you'll have all this land and students... I bet lots of girls will want to marry you. You're tall, and you have beautiful eyes. Your body is in perfect condition. Strong arms, smooth, beautiful chest, long, silky hair..." Yukimaru leaned over to look at Jin speculatively.

Jin turned, and pushed Yukimaru over, turning him. "Shut up. Face this wall. Sleep. I'm getting up before first light, and when I get up, you have to go back to your room. If you speak again, even to say goodnight, I'm sending you back to your room. Do you understand?"

Yukimaru opened his mouth to speak, but unfortunately, he closed it and just nodded.

Jin turned back around, and shut his eyes tightly, trying very hard to ignore the radiating heat from Yukimaru's body so he could get back to sleep.

He wondered if Master ever had to deal with something like this.