The rain was pouring heavily, raindrops clashed against the window. The moonlight was so bright, so beautiful. You looked at Beybolat who laid besides you, just next to the window in the tent. He had made the window for you specially as you insisted you wanted to stargaze and look at the moon while sleeping. The moonlight illuminated his face. You took a moment to stare at him. His eyes were closed, they didn't look intimidating as usually. 'Gorgeous...' You thought as you looked at his handsome face. His lucious hair framed his face beautifully and his beard was well-kept. He slept so peacefully. You hesitantly moved forward, and gave him a featherly soft peck on his lips. You flinched when you saw his eyes immediately fluttered open. Of course, he's a hunter, he's Albasti; the brutal, ruthless killer. He's sensitive to the slightest movement and sound around him. His dark brown/black eyes stared into yours, he seemed fully awake before he he saw it was you. His eyes became half-lidded, sleepiness taking over him again. You couldn't help but chuckle. 'I wish we could always be like this.' Sometimes, you wished he wasn't "Albasti". You wished he wasn't a traitor who allied with the enemies. - This book is meant for muslim fans and I myself am a muslim too, but non-muslims are welcome to read it as well. :p - ~ cover picture edited by me (the coloring) and the fanfiction story is of course also completely written by me. @YukioSnow