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Disclaimer: I don’t own X/1999, I didn’t come up
with any of their brilliant characters, they’re the geniuses not me!
The character of Alex,
Jacob, Venus, Charlie, David and Dimitri are all mine. The Noters are half
reality. The rest belong to all the book/movie/TV stuff they came from. If you
can spot where they’re from then good for you!
WANNING: one dirty word….only one…
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Part 12 – The Wedding Preparations
Six people worked merrily on the decoration of a wedding altar right in
the middle of the endless fields of daisies Venus kept.
It was a metal frame in the shape of a small square where the future weds
will stand and perform the service itself.
Above them, through the layer of clouds constantly hanging in the Lost Dimension’s
sky, the sun was sending it’s last and reddest light
as nighttime began spreading.
Victoria was yawning madly
as she pierced daisies on a thin metal wire close to one another to create a
long chain to be wrapped around the metal frame. She woke way too early for her
vampire biology but she had to or else she’d miss most of the work in this
decoration business. The people who worked with her, accept of Yuzuriha, were
all mostly after a whole day of work and her yawn echoed on other faces making
her giggle at the absurdity of it.
Yuzuriha was, on the other hand, as genki as
ever and feverishly babbling with Venus over this and that and more.
Yuzuriha too had found the naked woman a bit awkward to be around with at
first, especially whenever she bent down to pick a daisy from the field, but
she got used to it.
Venus was a wonderful person to talk to about anything in the world and slowly
Yuzuriha found that she had actually gone through every subject on her
mind as the conversation went by, as if she was ticking them off on a list.
She spoke of herself and Inuki, her childhood experiences, the Battle
of the Apocalypse, her Seal coworkers, and of one Harbinger.
There she lingered and babbled so much that the rest of the workers
began eyeing her with different looks. Victoria
was eyeing her interested; dying to hear what went on during daytime when she wasn’t
around. Blue Fairy eyed her with slight amusement but mostly happiness. Venus
eyed her with curiosity and admiration, Nataku (or should we say Kazuki for by
now he insisted on people calling him that and nothing else) eyed her with
wonder. Karen eyed her with restricted anger that fitted Arashi more then the soapland mistress.
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At first Yutu was supposed to be a part of these preparations towards
the wedding, he was more then willing when he spoke to Venus about it. Sadly
Venus’s husband was there too and didn’t like the idea at all; he had his
senses and they were never wrong.
Jacob came to talk to Alex about it the other day, knowing that Alex
must know this ever flirting blond more then he does for sure.
“This blond guy, the new comer that came with you, how is he?” he asked
in Yiddish.
“What do you mean? What blond?!” Alex wasn’t in
the mood; he was in the middle of trying to cook something for Kamui. He was
preparing himself for a long argument over the dish, even if Kamui would like
it, while he prepared it.
“The one with the pink suit….oh hang on a second, he’s wearing a pink
suit isn’t he….that sort of ticks him off of my suspicions right? Is he from ‘your
side of the fence’ Alex?”
Alex glared at him for a moment “….No he’s not, he used to have two
women swooning after him in his world. One of them, I’m sure, also had a
relationship with him”
“And the other?”
“Was a fourteen year old computer nerd”
“Oh…..he’s a horrible flirt then isn’t he?”
“So?” Alex was getting impatient. he just added garlic to the stew he
was making, it made the steam sharp and potent, something he didn’t like as he
bent his head over the bowl trying to cook as best as he could.
“I’m worried about Venus”
“Do you believe she loves you?”
“I know she loves me and yes, I trust her, if that’s what you’re going
to say but….I don’t know….I’ve seen the two of them talk, it’s like there’s
some sort of communication between them on a level I
can’t see…. they speak in a language I can’t understand, like there’s something
connecting them that I am out of….”
That made Alex think. The way everyone was
treating Yutu all of a sudden, even his old fellows from his world were looking
at him differently, even the completely straight or completely distracted ones.
Jacob had something to worry about.
“All right I’ll talk to him….hang on why can’t you do it?”
Jacob only stared at Alex “Well, you know him better don’t you?”
“I never spoke a single word with him until he came here”
“But you know his world and stuff, he’ll feel a little more familiar
with you” Jacob began turning to leave.
“But I’ve…”
“Alex…..”
“Oh for god’s sake!” he slammed the big wooden spoon into the broth,
knowing it’s going to be a futile courtship attempt anyway.
And so earlier on that day, as Yutu arranged all his work to finish
early and left the office to help Venus and her other helpers he bumped into
Alex.
“Yutu” they stood at the infirmary’s entrance.
“Hello Alex, how are you?” the watermaster
beamed a beautiful smile at Alex and kindly patted him on the shoulder.
Alex had to admit there was something in this man that just didn’t allow
you to be angry and hateful towards him, like he was melting something inside
you and opens your heart to him. What was it? There’s something going on
and Alex knew it.
“What do you have there Alex? Going for a picnic?” Yutu tore Alex from
his thoughts as he noted the picnic basket under Alex’s arm and the folded
checkered fabric in his other hand.
”What? Oh, yeah….ah listen Yutu, where are you going?”
“I’m going to that lovely field of daises Venus keeps to help her with
the wedding and stuff….why?” Yutu started cringing under the somewhat amused
glare in his companion’s green eyes. There was a hidden threat in the emerald deeps
that was slowly surfing to clarity like a bubble of air in water.
“Venus isn’t there all by herself; Yuzuriha, Nataku, Blue Fairy and
Victoria are there with her”
“Ano…..yeah, I guess, I heard the little Seal
talk about helping Venus out, now that you mention it” the glare was slowly
becoming more threatening despite the fact that the whole face didn’t give off
any sort of hostility.
It was a trick Yutu noted the Sakurazukamori could do as well. There
were days when Yutu admired that and even practiced pulling faces like that in
front of the mirror as he trained with his ninja whip.
Now all of a sudden, as he found himself on the wrong end of those
faces, he started to understand the feeling they were suppose to arouse in
their receivers.
“And Venus doesn’t run that field all by herself, she has a husband you
know” Alex took a little step towards Yutu, focusing them man on his words. “A
husband that is a very good friend of mine”
“And you’re saying?!” he tried not to let his voice waver.
“Touch Venus and I’ll whatever you touched her with” a little smile
accompanied the threat.
Yutu could have swore Alex must be spending too
much time with that assassin/vet thing “Blunt” he managed to mumble with a
crocked voice.
“I’m not someone who beats about the bush with too many words. I say
things in a way that makes people remember them. And remember my words Yutu, I
tend to keep my promises” and with that he left towards the back of the
infirmary where, past the graveyard, was the tree under which Fuma and Kamui
sat.
Yutu waited for Alex to leave and then hurried back to the office to
start a whole new session of work. Seiichiro gave him a strange look but eventually
shrugged it off not bothering to ask of his sudden return.
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Night was almost completely on the land and the wedding altar was almost
prepared when the people in the daisy field heard a silent thunder coming
towards them. It was the sound of horse hoofs beating the ground in the force
they did when Dimitri was riding his horse like a mad man.
By the time they arrived at the field of daisies Kakyou had enough time
to think about how he’ll break the news to everybody and found more time to relax
a little.
Dimitri could sense this relaxation and offered Kakyou the hold on the
horse’s reins as a form of education/exercise. It was in bad timing.
Just as the horse sped towards the general altar-making area Karen,
along with Victoria, spun the daisy
covered wire around one of the altar’s legs. Karen carefully stretched the
unused length of the wire outwards, ready to spin it around again. The movement
she made with her arm and the gentle whiplash movement the rest of the wire
made was probably too sharp for a horse’s eye.
The beast panicked and rose on its hind legs, kicking the front ones
dramatically while emitting a cry of alarm.
Dimitri, with years of experience behind him, immediately grabbed the reins
above Kakyou’s palms and pulled them both upwards on
the saddle to keep them from being flung on the ground.
The redundant straps Kakyou wrapped around his wrists earlier, as
Dimitri showed him, now stretched and viciously clenched Kakyou’s
delicate wrist. Like a twig, with a sickening cracking sound, Kakyou’s left wrist snapped.
The dreamgazer cried out in a voice so loud that even Hokuto, who knew
him best, would be surprised to hear. It had been a long time since Kakyou felt
such real, piercing and clear pain that wasn’t distracted by better things to
do like yell at your girlfriend not to get herself killed by the Sakurazukamori.
The horse was grabbed and calmed by Jacob who came running out of the
nearby house.
Kakyou dug himself deeper into Dimirti’s
embrace seeking shelter from the pain. He held his wounded arm over his belly,
his delicate face twisted in the amazing pain.
All he could do was whimper in response to the worried questions rained
down on him by the people gathering around him.
What could make this pain go away?! For god’s sake he’s been shot into
worse conditions then this, how did he get himself crippled if not by things more
painful then a silly broken wrist?!
Kakyou fought to focus his mind on something more important now. At the
time he was too much in need of saving Hokuto’s life
then to concentrate on his own damn body. And now he has a message to give off!
He has something to focus on! The pain began subduing under Kakyou’s
powerful self control.
Finally, with his healthy hand he tugged at Dimitri’s
sleeve, looking up at the man and signaling him to ride onwards.
Dimitri looked back down at him angrily “Infirmary!” he said, thinking
wherever it is that Kakyou wants to go must have been not the hospital and
insisted on the younger man to go get himself treated first.
Kakyou thought of that for a moment. He hated anything that had an air
of a hospital to it; he hated it ever since he fell from the sky in this world
and found himself completely healthy. But on the other hand one of the people
he needed to talk to was there; Yutu worked at the infirmary offices did he
not?
And so, Kakyou gritted his teeth as the horse’s bounces moved his broken
wrist rhythmically.
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Dimitri had to drag Kakyou to get himself treated first, the dreamgazer
was so worried he tried running to the office immediately. Once in the
infirmary and well bandaged Kakyou could find his listeners.
He spotted Seiichiro emerging from the main interviewing office and ran
towards him. “Aoki – san, good day, could you tell me where Kigai-san is? I
mean is he here?” life was so much simpler when you could and just show people
what you’re trying to say, talking grew to become so problematic.
“Yes he’s right here, I’ll call him, hang on.” He turned towards the
room “Kigai – san, Kakyou-san wants to talk to you”
A sing song “Cooooooming” was heard from deep
inside the room.
Yutu, once he finally emerged, beamed a pleasant smile at Kakyou and at
Seiichiro. “You know Seiichiro-san, you can call me by my private name, it’s okay, we share the same bedroom after all” and with a
wink he walked over to Kakyou, leaving Seiichiro to stare after him for a
while.
Kakyou looked back towards the office and noted something that proofed
his dream; the girls that worked with Yutu popped their heads after their
missing coworker, their longing eyes lingering on the blond. The final and
complete proof was the fact that even Seiichiro was staring after Yutu, a
slight blush on his face.
“Kigai-san, I can’t go anywhere because I broke my wrist just now, could
you go call Alex, Kamui and Fuma? I have something extremely important to tell
you all”
Yutu looked at Kakyou concerned for a moment. He had never personally
met the dreamgazer, besides the time the Dragon dragged him to the lair and
even then Kakyou was practically unconscious. He didn’t get to meet with him
for any kind of a conversation after they got here because Kakyou ran off to
the woods pretty much right after they arrived. But something made Yutu sympathies
with the fragile man, a kind of bond he liked to believe there still is amongst
the Harbingers.
“Kamui and Fuma are here, I saw Alex get here with Kamui but….now that I
think of it I saw him leave almost right after and then Fuma came…..”
Kakyou’s heart squeezed in his chest with fear;
things started rolling faster then he thought.
Yutu’s face suddenly gravened in a very uncharacteristic
sadness and worry “You know Kakyou-san, when Alex left it….it made me feel bad,
in a very distressing way….it was like my heart ached but not like from an
emotional reason; from a physical one”
“Heartbreak, it affected you directly” Kakyou mumbled, his head bowed
hoping Yutu wouldn’t hear him and start pressing questions on him.
“What did you say?”
“Nothing, just get Alex, quickly…..oh god this pain is killing me” he cradled
his broken wrist again as Yutu said his goodbyes and ran off to find Death.
********************
Fuma was cradling Kamui on his lap, his arms wrapped over the smaller
boy, his eyes closed, treasuring this precious moment.
They had kissed for such a long time with almost no stop that Fuma
thought someone might walk in and start making a fuss. He didn’t mind, he
wouldn’t react or anything but the mood might be spoiled for Kamui.
Kamui himself started to forget about the earlier part of the day
completely. His headache disappeared the moment he felt Fuma’s
lips on his; one sensation erasing another.
Fuma had laid himself on the infirmary bed with Kamui snuggled up to him
until he was practically lying on top of Fuma. Holding him like a baby, like a
doll, is how Fuma imagined would be their future now, nothing but happiness and
love.
The one to walk into their room was Kakyou who cringed at the sight of
them both but didn’t leave the room. “So, indeed it had begun…” he mumbled and
slumped down on a chair by the bed.
Fuma and Kamui stared puzzled at the intruder suddenly breaking their
time together.
“Ano….Kakyou-san, what are you doing here?”
Kamui tried to hide the irritation in his tone.
“What happened to your wrist?” Fuma tried to sound nice. He vaguely
remembered the dreamgazer and the way the Dragon treated him. He always felt
terribly uncomfortable near people who saw him and remembered the Dragon.
Kakyou sighed. “I broke my wrist rushing over here”
“Oh my!”
“What did you have to rush over here for?”
“I’ll tell you once everyone else is here”
“There are more people coming?!” Kamui sat up quickly, followed by a
slightly blushing Fuma.
“Yes….” Kakyou tried to save his energies towards the long explanations
so he tried to give the two boys the hint that their prodding was not welcomed.
Obviously it was not detected, he gave in. “Kigai-san and Alex are
coming” he thought that might shut them up….one of them at least.
And it did. To the sound of the latter’s name Fuma jumped as if bitten
by something and placed Kamui neatly away from him on the bed.
Kamui glared back at him, sometimes Fuma could be a dork when he wasn’t
the Dragon.
Kakyou looked at them.
Fuma understood the glare and ruffled his lover’s hair. When that didn’t
help he planted a gentle kiss on Kamui’s forehead
which made the boy beam again.
Kakyou sighed.
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Yutu walked into the room beaming as usual, followed by a frozen Alex.
He wasn’t really frozen, more like in a state of shock in which he didn’t
let any expression show on his face. With his bright white complexion and his
chiseled features it made Alex look like a marble statue.
After Fuma fled from his own room once receiving the message about Kamui
Alex found himself suddenly a lot like a real statue. His body refused to
answer his commands; he stood there staring forward in complete silence.
There was silence around him and silence inside him. No thoughts, no
wonders, nothing. Like the complete painless shock when receiving a major
injury; at first your nerves are so filled with messages of pain to the brain
that you don’t feel anything, not until the shock is over.
For some time Alex stood still and silent until Yutu came to fetch him.
When the blond laid his hand on the strong wide shoulder it felt as if
he was touching stone. He had to shake the man a little to gain his full
attention. When the eyes finally turned to see him they were dim, like a gem
covered with dust.
It was the same dusty – dim look when Alex walked into the room and
chose a random wall to lean against as Kakyou asked them all to sit down.
Kamui and Fuma had their bed, Yutu politely
chose the other chair in the room to sit on crossing, his legs elegantly.
Kakyou took a deep breath before he could spill what he was so determined
to talk about.
“As you all know I was a dreamgazer in the world from which we came. I
thought that after I got here this ability would whither and disappear but apparently
I have still many more dreams to gaze at.
“I have been paid a visit by this dimension’s destiny in my dreamscape..”
“What? You mean, it actually spoke to you?!” Alex had snapped out
of his silence and now glared at Kakyou.
Keeping his inner peace marvelously, Kakyou didn’t even look up to Alex.
“She, or so it took a form of a she at first, told me she wishes to speak to me
and reveal to me the future of this dimension or at least a portion of it.
“I’m sure it comes to you as less of a surprise as when I told you I was
a dreamgazer when I’ll tell you that in our home my dreamgazing
abilities came to no use but hurting me. Indeed at the time you, or should I
say the entity that possessed you, Fuma, had asked me to jam the flow of dreams
to dreamgazer Hinoto. besides that I was to sit in my dreamscape and watch as
the future I cannot help become real scene by aching scene” he took a long
pause to sigh at painful memories of fallen angels in Shikifuku
stained with blood under evil sakura trees.
Kamui, Fuma, Yutu and Alex stared at him in complete perfect listening
silence, awaiting his next words.
“Because of that I have decided, as I woke from my dream today, that I will
do all I could to tell of my dreams as fast as I could before whatever evil I see
coming, happens. I swore I will never be that fragile, angst ridden, push over
of a dreamgazer. I will be an oracle to the dreams I see and try as I hard as I
can to call out of a danger might I see it…”
“Excuse me for interrupting but do you mind cutting to the chase and
tell us what this bad omen is already” now Alex did receive a silencing glare
from Kakyou. He received one from Kamui as well but either he didn’t notice it
or pretended not to notice it.
“In my dreamscape Destiny told me of her plans to keep a balance of some
force she refused to explain me. She spoke of such a balance keeping in every
dimension. She said that in our world the Battle
of the Apocalypse was a way to keep such a balance. Which means that were mere
little playthings in a great game some mighty force play with us.
“Worry not; she will not play such a game with us here. Instead, to keep
this strange balance of powers, she will give you all a different destiny force
to carry and manage. Alex you know this, you were the Death in your dimension.
“Now she told me she is making you all into these forces. From what I’ve
seen it already had begun so I suppose she was just informing me but….I hope to
be your Oracle rather then your useless dreamgazer I…..never mind”
He looked at them, from one face to the other with hope in his eyes.
“Kigai-san, you’re Love she said. I….I don’t really know what it means
but….I just wanted to tell you…..what does it mean Alex?”
Alex was too engulfed in looking at Fuma and Kamui with fearful eyes
then to pay attention. Kakyou had to repeat what he said to make the dazed eyes
turn to him.
“Wha? Oh, what love
is…..well…..in my dimension my brother, Love, was living around a huge house
full of people. They were lovers, or people looking for love. Basically he was
supposed to be a matchmaker, a solver of love problems and the likes. The way I
saw it he was just running a constant orgy house but that’s just my
perception.”
“Really?! An orgy house?!”
Yutu chirped, turning to stare at Alex who glared back.
“Try not to sound too happy about it. He kept telling me it was a
difficult thing to do but somehow I got the impression that my job was…epes (1) a bit harder…”
“Cool!”
Alex rolled his eyes and looked away. He wasn’t pleased at all.
Kakyou thought it’d be good just to get it over with and run away as
fast he could.
“Hey Kakyou-san, have you something else to tell me because Love or not,
I have work to do” Kakyou shook his head and Yutu was off.
Finally the yumemie looked up at Kamui and Fuma whose eyes he could feel
on him since the start of the explanations. “Kamui, Fuma, the Destiny Lady told
me that you are Justice. She said because you’re twin stars then you complete
each other in this mission….” Perhaps he shouldn’t have said that, noting how
Alex started moving uncomfortably on his spot.
“So….what does that mean in other words?” Fuma turned his eyes to Alex
who didn’t return the contact, mostly just stared off on the other direction.
“Alex, could you tell us what we’re supposed to do….please” Kamui’s voice was soft. He realized what a blow this must
be for the older man and tried not to upset him too much.
Alex looked at him, his eyes dull and tired “My brother used to travel
around the world acting as a judge, spreading the use of a justice system
around countries that still believed in blood revenge or simple hot headed
logic. That’s all I know he did”
“Your brother?”
Alex turned his eyes, now angry, to Fuma. “Yes, my brothers, each of use
replaced the other once he became powerless and so we lived. First my brother
Love was around the world from ancient times to around the beginning of
Christianity. Then my brother Justice replaced him up until the middle of the
19th century, and then I came. Any other questions boys?” there was
an amazing amount of bitterness and anger in the last sentence.
“Yes, Alex, what are we supposed to do then, how can we be like
that…..what….what do we know of justice we never studied law or anything….”
“So did my brother, he had no clue as for being a lawyer or a judge in
the way that we know of modern times. He told me that he could look into
people’s hearts and see if they’re blemished with a crime or not, that’s all I
know.
“I don’t know what he did to become this way like I had to die to become
death, I don’t know how he used to actually judge or anything…..I don’t know why
I’m still here, I shouldn’t be even speaking to you nor helping you.……”
He turned around and was about to leave the room when he heard Kamui’s voice calling him.
He turned around again, his eyes suddenly filled with hope. But then
they lay on Fuma who was sitting so that he blocked half his view of Kamui. The
older boy was staring right at him, in his eyes a clear ‘I win, and you can’t
even get to him because destiny said so’.
The green eyes filled with pain, then with wounded anger again. His face
became grave, almost threatening. “From now on Kamui, Fuma, don’t ask anymore
about anything of your destiny. I don’t know anything about that do I? I’m
merely the monstrous Death. Well, sweet justice twins, Death should stick to
Death and Justice to Justice” with that he turned and walked out of the room.
***********************
Nataku, or shall we say Kazuki, was sitting on the floor of her room
(which was now Karen and Yuzuriha’s room because
since Nataku isn’t a sexless thing but a girl she should stay in the same room
with girls like her) and cried her eyes out.
Karen, who was in the middle of a pathetic attempt at making dinner,
picked up the noise and ran up to the second floor. She knelt near the crying
bioroid and wrapped one arm around her shoulder. “What is it Kazuki-chan? Why
are you crying?”
Karen hadn’t noticed it, but her voice was thick with motherly
sweetness. She did indeed feel some sort of maternal feelings towards Kazuki,
since she never had the chance to have a child of her own.
In that sense she always could get her own child before; all she had to
do was skip her pills for one month and choose a
costumer of hers to do it with. But she had always been afraid that somehow,
due to her warped childhood, she will destroy her own child might she have the
chance to raise it from the very beginning.
That’s why she was so suddenly motherly towards Kazuki; here was a child
in an age old enough to be away from any such horrible influence.
The only thing Karen didn’t understand is why Seiichiro didn’t find
Kazuki as a good enough venting of his paternal instincts. Perhaps he’s still
to sunk in the memory of his forever lost little girl
to accept any other into his heart. Perhaps it was too painful for him to have
an orphan little girl around him all the time.
Kazuki curled into the warm touch shivering with her sobs for a while. When
she calmed down enough she raised up her head from Karen’s bosom to hang big
watery eyes at the older woman. “I….(hick)…..I….(sob)…I
don’t have anything to wear to the wedding!!!” came the wail finely.
“Oh but darling none of us have anything special to wear for the
wedding, there aren’t any shops here to go buy something”
That soothed the bioroid for a while as she contemplated on it. Then she
started shaking again as tears grabbed her once more.
“Why are you still crying Kazuki-chan, what’s the matter?” Karen ran her
fingers gently through the white hair. She noted it had gotten a little longer,
was she growing her hair to look more like a girl then a sexless thing?
“I don’t have anything at all to wear….just these clothes but….but
they’re not….they’re not….”
“Something a little girl would wear?” Karen completed the sentence “Do
you want a dress?”
Two big watery bright blue eyes shot to Karen with a look so hopeful
that even if Karen had ever any doubt she might not be able to give Kazuki what
she just promised her then it had gone completely under ‘unacceptable.
“I’ll get you a dress, don’t worry, I promise you’ll have a dress to
wear for the wedding”
Kazuki’s eyes were about to completely engulf
Karen with happiness “Really?”
“Really darling, I promise….” Before she could finish Karen had the air
blown out of her, almost literally, as Kazuki threw her arms around her and
squeezed tight. Kazuki forgot that she was in the body of a young man. Karen
smiled to herself.
The promised she made was a difficult one to keep, where would she find
dresses?!
She was on a patrol again, this time with Ace, and looked very gloomy.
The patrol had been quite a joy; Ace was a good conversation if not a
bit stammering and shy at first. Soon they broke the
ice between them as they began talking about Alex.
Quickly, and without much effort, she managed to get everything Ace knew
about Death, everything he thought about him and everything he felt towards him
as well.
Ace told her about the first time Alex came to the dimension. Ace was
chasing a bunch of monsters away from the main city on his scooter. He used to
have a little scooter that hovered above the ground, quite quick and useful.
On that night he led the monsters to chase him to a cliff and when they
fell off the cliff he was supposed to make a sharp turn and run off to safety.
But he tripped and found himself descending into the black oblivion beneath
him.
That’s when Alex came down after him and grabbed him, flying upwards to
safety once he had Ace in his arms.
Karen watched as glitters of love lit Ace’s eyes as he spoke of how Alex
then looked down at him and asked if he was alright, and of how the moon lit
his face.
“But now he can’t even look at me, he can’t even talk to me….I burned
any chance I ever had to have a relationship with him, ever…” Ace sighed
deeply.
“Why? What have you done?”
“Nothing basically, but to show affection and try to initiate something,
don’t look at me like that I just told him I loved him and that I want us to be
together”
“So what burned the chances?”
“Well…I….can’t really say exactly why but…Alex can’t have people coming
on to him, it stresses him out”
“Why?!”
“I really can’t say, it’s something very personal and very painful that
happened to Alex in….well…..in that camp…there was someone….and now whenever anyone
shows interest in him and tries to do something about it he thinks that someone
is trying to hurt him….and I tried to tell him we should be together….”
There was a long silence as they both contemplated on the words Ace
said.
“He got so stressed out…he pulled his sword on me, his eyes started
glowing turquoise, I thought he was going to have another madness fit but…he
just flipped into this extreme self defense situation, like I was a real
threat, like I could kill him…..”
More silence.
“And he’s such a strong thing, he
really is. I don’t think he knew just how strong he is but back then….it seemed
for a moment that he was desperate, like he was sure that he’s so weak in front
of whomever he saw there instead of me that only hand to hand combat would
do…..I don’t know….all I know is that I ruined it for good with me and him, and
the damage can’t be repaired” he sat down on a nearby bolder looking grim.
Karen sat by him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder “Can’t you find
someone else Ace? You’re a good looking man, you’re nice and kind, surely there
are women, or men, out there begging for someone like you”
It made Ace laugh out loud. He looked at her with eyes filled with
happiness “Really? You think so? I used to be such a vile person, a person
everyone hated. They used to call me ‘git’,
‘bonehead’, ‘smeghead’ I was so despicable I disgust
myself when I think about it now…..”
“But you changed, didn’t you?”
“I suppose so….my friends, from the dimension I originally came from got
here once. They treated me like the old me, like I was that obnoxious git again. Alex stood up for me, told them I changed and
what a wonderful brave person I am now, he….”
“Ace, enough, let’s not talk about Alex now” Karen’s mind was distracted.
She noticed, on the porch of a nearby house sat a woman sowing something from a
piece of fabric that rolled down from her lap to the floor.
Karen got up and walked to the woman. She bowed and greeted her.
The women eyed her suspiciously, and then she saw Ace and smiled at the
both of them realizing that Karen was no danger.
“Excuse me miss, but may I ask where did you
get that fabric from?” Karen beamed her kindest smile at the woman.
“What do you mean?! I didn’t steal it if that’s what you’re thinking!”
she grabbed the fabric and whatever she was making of it and held it close to
her heart.
Karen was amazed with the intensity of the reaction. She found this dimension
was filled with hard living people, used to so many troubles in their lives
that each had enough roughness in them to take down almost anything.
“I didn’t mean that miss, forgive me please for making you suspect such
a thing, I didn’t mean to imply anything, please forgive me” Karen bowed down
to the lady again, making the woman eye her strangely and turn a confused look
to Ace who just smiled faintly.
“What I meant to say miss was ‘where can I get a fabric like that as
well?’”
“Ah, well I don’t think you can find a fabric like that, there wasn’t
anything else like that there” she examined the fabric in her hand
thoughtfully.
It was pale green which looked half warned out and used already,
Karen had no intentions of getting a fabric just like that, just
a new unused fabric.
“Is there any fabric shop here?”
“Fabric shop?!” the woman shrilled surprised and amused.
“Or a factory….” Karen started to feel like….well in Japanese they’d say
‘baka gaijin’ and she didn’t like it one bit.
“No dearest there isn’t such a thing in here, you’re a newcomer aren’t
you….god knows why they let you in onto the Rescue Team already but….(she cowered under Ace’s reprimanding glare) anyway, this
fabric was used by someone else before me….you know….someone else wore it…”
“Someone else?”
“Yes…..I….well…” she lowered her eyes to the fabric, filling with guilt.
“What she’s trying to say” Ace spoke for the women “is that she got it
from the little warehouse by the cemetery”
“Cemetery?....you mean this used to be
something someone wore?.....was….was it in their will, like they had no one
else to give it to?” Karen tried not to understand what she was beginning to
understand.
“No Karen….this is something someone wore, when they died…..look it’s
the only way people can get ‘new’ things here, we don’t get any other source of
material, at all. The house you lived in and the furniture you use, they all
used to belong to someone, someone who died to have these things abandoned like
that for you to find. In here you have to concentrate on the living…”
“I know. I understand…thank you lady, thank you very much” she bowed
again and began walking on their patrol’s path.
When her shift ended she headed towards the cemetery, trying to erase
the unhappy thoughts of Kazuki wearing some corpse’s clothes for a special
dress.
When she spotted the little presumable warehouse she walked straight
towards it, avoiding the line of open and half dug graves. By some of them laid
things that looked too much like dead bodies to let Karen do this without
vomiting.
She looked around and saw two sitting figures in the distance. From the
bright whiteness she recognized one as Alex. From the black blotches that were
probably his raven wings she recognized the other as David. From the closeness
besides them and Kamui’s behavior the last few days
she understood that the undertaker was comforting Alex in his broken heart.
She drew a deep sigh, accidentally drawing in the distinct scent of
death and turned earth, and walked towards the warehouse.
The moment she placed her hand on the knob David was by her side,
glaring at her forcefully. “What do you want from there?” he asked coldly,
angrily.
Karen heard Alex saying something to David in their language and saw the
undertaker’s stance soften as the other man approached them. “I don’t like people
poking their heads in there. what should be the dead’s is the dead’s” he told her
eventually.
Karen just stared at him. She thought back of Michelle, her old boss and
what she told her of some things from where Alex and David came from. An
undertaker, David was an undertaker….and he handled the dead’s
possessions…..she heard about these men, the men that handled the dead….the men
that had a red plus sign on their uniform’s shirts at the back, like David had
on his own back…..
David could clearly read her mind, or sense that she saw right through
him because he dug his eyes in the ground, kicking himself mentally.
Alex laid his hand on David’s shoulder and gave him a comforting look
then turned to Karen. “What do you want from there?”
“Kazuki needs a dress and…”
“Kazuki?! Who’s…”
“Nataku, he used to be a little girl called Kazuki so now the
psychologist she’s seeing helps her with…”
“Getting in touch with the child within him”
Despite the fact that he was laughing Karen could see that his eyes were
still sad, it hurt her. She ignored the bad joke “She wants to start looking
more like a girl and less like a sexless bioroid”
“That won’t stop her from being just that….”
There was a silence and Karen bowed her head for a while. “All I know is
that it’d make her happy to have a dress and have people addressing her as a
girl. None of us have an extra dress or the fabric for one so we can’t help. I
heard there are old clothes here so I came to get something for Kazuki to wear,
that’s all” she straightened her gaze to David and, in a voice he noted was a
bit offensive, said “May I come in and see what I can help myself to?”
David stared at her for a while, stared at Alex then shrugged and walked
off to finish today’s burials.
“Let me help you pick up stuff” Alex grabbed Karen by her arm and shoved
her into the shed. He gave her a long reprimanding talk about David and her
attitude towards him as they went through the clothes.
***************************
“Will it be ready for the wedding?”
“We’re doing our best to finish this as quickly as we can Kazuki-chan”
“……But will it?”
“God she is becoming like a little girl isn’t she….an annoying
one….”
“Alex….”
Kazuki sat on the little sofa opposite to the one Alex and Karen sat at
in the living room of their home.
After finding no dresses that would suit Kazuki’s
body they’ve decided on taking several garments, taking them apart and making a
new dress from them. Alex offered his help in sewing the dress as he too had
some experience in it.
They were making a blue dress with little pink flowers at the top and a
light green apron like decoration on the bottom. They had to consult with Kazuki
over every different pattern and color of the dress. Luckily for them Kazuki
didn’t remember any dresses from her former life and so didn’t have
expectations too high to fill with such limitations.
“These little flowers are killing me, it’s good I can’t bleed because I
pricked myself with this needle so many times I would be ruining this dress”
Alex muttered as he pulled the needle out of under his nail.
“Come here Kazuki, put the skirt bit on so I can see if I need any
changes made”
Kazuki got up from her sofa and skipped all the way to Karen. She
delicately took the skirt from Karen’s hands and gently put herself into it. Once
on, Karen began turning her here and there to see where corrections need to be
made.
Outside the building Seishiro, who had just returned from his work, and
Subaru, who had walked him home after his patrol shift, stood and enjoyed a
cigarette before entering the strictly no smoking house.
A little sign hung on the door read ‘a strictly no smoking
zone!’ hung by Yuzuriha who also drew the little chibi
angry face.
As each stubbed their cigarettes they noted Yutu and Seiichiro coming
back from work and waited for the other two men.
“Hello! Subaru-san, how was your shift?”
The questions came from Seiichiro and Subaru, who was still a bit
awkward as for the presence of any other people that aren’t Kamui talking to
him, stammered a bit before answering “G…good….I suppose, nothing bad
happened….”
“That’s good to hear, you two are looking wonderful, you really are” Yutu
beamed at the two onmyoujis who stared back confused.
“You’re wondering what I mean right? Well as I am
Love now I get this ability to see love beaming from people. It beams the
strongest when the other person’s love is around them so since you’re both
together you look brilliant! You’re like two starts glittering together, how
wonderful!” Yutu chirped, clapping his hands and opening the door to the house.
He left Subaru and Seishiro behind to stare after him even more
bewildered.
As they entered, Karen and Alex raised their eyes to them and made their
own greetings.
“Good evening boys! How was work today?” Karen smiled kindly.
“Oh look, it’s the bishonen squad”
that last comment from Alex made Subaru and
Seishiro smile, got Yutu to beam even more and hit Seiichiro straight into
complete shock.
As the three other men walked each towards their own room they turned
around as they noticed Seiichiro did not follow suit. The man stood there,
completely stunned, and stared at Alex like a rabbit stares at the headlights
of the car speeding towards it.
Yutu walked over to his coworker and waved his head before the bespectacled
eyes. “Seiichiro-san…..anyone there?......”
“Bi….bish…..he said…..and me too….” Is all
that came as a response.
Yutu turned a mock angry frown at Alex “Great, you got him into shock
with that”
“Well I was actually referring more to the onmyoujis and you but he’s
not so bad either….”
“Don’t keep talking like that to him, you’ll get him catatonic. It’ll be
a shame for him to miss the wedding”
Karen stopped her wild giggling when she heard the wedding mentioned “Oh
by the way, Yutu-san, I heard you’re taking charge over the wedding, is it
true?”
Yutu beamed a bright smile at her “Yes, as Love I’m in charge of
performing such a ceremony where two lovers declare their never-ending love and
devotion to each other in a bond. I’m like the priest there” he beamed more.
The people in the room noted that he was actually beaming a
little, which slightly unnerved them.
Kazuki ran up to Yutu hanging hopeful eyes on him “Will it be soon, the
wedding?”
“Why do you ask little one?”
“Because I have to have my dress ready in time”
“Oh god damn it will you stop yapping about having it done on
time! Come here and try this skirt on…” Kazuki ran over to him obediently. As
she was turned from side to side Alex was muttering under his breath “Really
now, women, go figure! ‘Hold everything, my dress isn’t finished yet!’ tssk, I’m glad I’m gay or I’d be stuck with these lot shit
all my life”
Seiichiro snapped out of his shock “Now Alex-san don’t
talk like that around N…Kazuki, she’s just a little girl!”
He earned a deadly icy glare from Alex.
***************************
“So….Na…Kazuki moved to Yuzuriha and Karen’s room…. I’m only sharing
this room with Kusanagi-san now….” Fuma was fumbling his sock, his eyes locked
on it.
If he’d lift his gaze to Kamui then he’d be hit by that amazing beauty again,
by the fact that this beauty and the boy behind it are now his and completely
his. If he’d lift his gaze Kamui would see how shy he was, how his face was
deep red.
Kamui could see it despite the fact that Fuma did his best to hide his
awkwardness. It made him fill with such a happy feeling inside he wanted to
jump on Fuma and hug him. Then another thought distracted him.
He was looking upwards as he lay on Fuma’s
bed.
So far he was looking at Kusanagi’s bed,
placed parallel to Fuma’s with Kusanagi sleeping on
it constantly reminding the two boys that they can’t have a little reunion
celebration just yet.
But now his gaze drifted upwards to the ceiling. He noted a hole in the
planks of wood above him. He stood on the bed and did his best to look into the
wall.
“What are you doing Kamui?”
“There’s a whole in this roof….there isn’t a room above us is there?
It’s just the slanted roof right?”
Fuma stood on the bed as well and joined Kamui in the observation. He
was taller then Kamui so he could see cleared into the hole. “Yes….I think
there’s another room up there!”
“Hey Fuma….if there’s another room up there and no one knows about
it….and couples are allowed to have their own room…..and we’re a couple….”
Fuma looked into Kamui’s eyes, his face
beaming with excitement “We have to find a way to get to that room!”
***************************
Arashi and Sorata were hanging the laundry to dry on the makeshift dryer
outside. The warm breeze around them blew gently through the hung clothes and Arashi’s long hair.
Sorata was holding Arashi close to him; they hung the laundry as their
hands held together and worked.
“You don’t have to do this Sorata, I know how to hang the laundry, and
it’s nothing like cutting onions”
“Ah, but I have to make sure that you know how to do it right”
“You just enjoy holding me like this, don’t you?”
“Mmmmm” he turned her around in his arms a bit
so that her face was near his, her lips by his “and what if I do”
They were inches from kissing, getting closer
and closer….Sorata closed his eyes for the kiss…
“Arashi-san!”
Kamui’s voice tore through the monk’s serene
mood. When he opened his eyes he found Arashi missing from between his arms,
now located on the other side of the laundry’s veil.
“What is it Kamui?”
Fuma, still a bit embarrassed about talking to any of the Seals, dared
to say something “Kishuu-san have you seen a staircase to the floor above the
second one?”
Sorata folded his arms on his chest, most unhappy about the breaking of
his special little moment “Why do you ask?”
“Fuma has a hole in his room’s ceiling and we thought we saw another
room through it”
“Doesn’t a hole in the ceiling means that the floor on the upper room
isn’t in a good enough shape to live in?”
“We’re planning on taking that room so….if we come crashing down on you
then you’ll know if it’s not good for use” Fuma was blushing a little when he
said that.
“Fuma, over here!” Kamui stood under what was
left of the staircase, waving madly like a little boy. It reminded Fuma of a
time in their childhood when Kamui found a bird’s nest and dragged him over
there with sweet words and cute behavior.
A gap about a little over Kamui’s head was torn
at the end of the flight of stairs. The rest was in a good shape to use.
“Oh man, we’re never going to get up there” Kamui was practically
bouncing from one foot to the other with excitement and its despair. Just like
when they were kids and he was too short to reach the nest.
Back then Fuma was already tall enough to he reached over and brought an
egg back for Kamui to observe with him. He’ll be damned if he’ll miss the
adorable joyous expression Kamui gave him back then.
“Ah, fear not Kamui” placing his hands on the first stair in the
devastated flight, Fuma quickly climbed to the staircase and offered a hand for
Kamui. Sure enough, the expression was there again, just like in the old days.
As soon as he placed his hand in Fuma’s Kamui
found himself pulled up onto the staircase and held firmly in the older boy’s
arms to keep him on that stair.
He smiled a little smile looking deeply into the light brown eyes “Oh
Fuma, you’re so strong and protective” he batted his eyelashes.
“Oh, am I?” now Fuma’s lips were nearing
Kamui, their faces inches from a kiss.
“Eh Kamui!” it was obvious, by the slight tone of unsure ness, that
Sorata didn’t know what he really wanted to say but merely spoke to interrupt
the two.
“What is it Sorata?” if eyes could freeze, Kamui’s
glare would turn Sorata into a Koya icicle.
The fierce glare from Fuma reminded Sorata of the youth’s pre-Dragon,
overprotective days.
“Ano….good luck with the whole Justice thing!”
he raised a thumb at the two and hurried to bury his head in the laundry
business before the stunt backfires on him.
“Are they gone now babe?” he mumbled, nervously looking behind his
shoulder.
“Yes, they’re not looking at us anymore….”
“Phew, that was close”
“Sorata-san?”
“Yes my love?”
“Why did you interrupt them, I mean, it wasn’t
just because they interrupted us, is it?”
Sorata gave off a deep sigh and looked at Arashi with eyes that surprised
her with their worry. “Well….it’s just that…..you know, the whole Kamui not
being with Alex and all….it….makes me feel like I’m split in half you know
“….Half of me wants to be on Kamui’s side because
I’m used to liking the kid but….it’s just the whole plan that he made for us,
Alex that is, and all the effort he put into us….
“You know in that elevator to the Dragon’s lair, I saw him beaming with a
goal….that force that fills you when you’re doing something for your loved
ones….I know that force because I felt it towards you….
“And now….I just don’t know who I want to be more friends with, on who’s side to be….”
Arashi stared at her lover for a while, at first with anger and then
with worry. “Sorata-san, why do you think you should choose a side, this isn’t
battle…”
“Isn’t it?…I don’t know, my senses are telling
me something else….”
***************************
When they opened the door to the abandoned room Kamui and Fuma found a
cave of gathering dust, damp air and stuffed atmosphere.
The wave of air that gushed into the room as they opened it roused the
piles of dust bits gathered with time until they twirled in the air in a little
dance, seen only as they hit the beam of soft light cast by the open door.
The furnishings of the room, unlike the rest of them in the deserted and
half looted house, was complete and covered in sheets to keep it from gathering
dust on itself.
The air filled with dust and light dirt twirling in the air, the white
fabrics on the furniture making them look like ghosts, Kamui and Fuma felt like
they’re stepping into one of Hinoto or Kakyou’s
dreams.
Kamui found himself grabbed and carried by Fuma who walked over the
doorstep and put him back down to stand on his own.
“What was that for?”
Fuma looked a little bashful at first but then beamed a smile “I don’t
know…it just feels a little…special for me…you know…we finally have some privacy
of our own here…”
Kamui stared at him for a while, completely misunderstanding what his
twin star found so special. “Ano…” his eyes darted
around the room as the reason slowly sank in sending him into a little panic “My,
it’s really stifling in here, I’ll open the windows” he ran away from the look
Fuma gave him and didn’t even know why.
As he opened window by window, noting that Fuma was left exactly where
he was and didn’t even flinch a little, he realized what was wrong with himself.
It was that look in Fuma’s eyes, the look of ‘my
love, we finally have a chance of fulfilling our love for each other’. But why
would that look frighten him so? Didn’t he want this? Didn’t he run off to Fuma’s arms from Alex’s chase just for this?
Alex was the reason for this, his awful similarity to Fuma…it made Kamui
fear Fuma even when there was no real reason for it….
He stared at the world outside the third window he opened, his mind
heavy with thoughts.
But Fuma was Fuma; Fuma and not Alex, Fuma and not the Dragon, his
Fuma and no one else….
His thoughts were cut off as a white fabric swung and filled his view
like a veil; each side of it was held by one of Fuma’s
hands.
“This is the duster that covered the bed. The bed is clean now and ready
for use, Kamui”
He turned around to face Fuma. He found that beyond the veil’s rim lay
the spoken bed, forward from him and most obvious in it’s
presence.
He turned all the way around to Fuma, seeking his lips for an
encouraging kiss. Instead he was gently pushed backwards, towards the bed. When
he bumped into it he found himself gently pushed down and moved until he lay
completely on it with Fuma on top.
Only then did he get that encouraging kiss, and ten fingers along with
it starting to explore him.
He wrapped his arms around Fuma trying to relax.
‘This is special for Fuma….and he is Fuma….and so, this is special
for me as well…..’
*******************
Alex was in the onmyoujis’ room, talking to the two of them without
truly paying attention.
He had found their company to be quite soothing and most enjoyable.
At times he’d just sit near them, watching them when they didn’t notice
it. He found them amusing and awfully sweet together.
It wasn’t their love that was amusing to him; it was when they attempted
to ignore it.
“Good day Subaru-kun, what are you doing here?”
“I came to bring you this bento. I thought you might be hungry…”
“Oh, that’s so kind Subaru-kun”
“Stop giving me these smirks, I know they’re false”
“And what should I do instead?”
“Be yourself”
“Alright” Seishiro’s face dropped any sort of
emotion, gesture and expression they ever had. What left was a frozen mask onto
which Subaru stared…..and stared….and stared….until he couldn’t take it anymore
“Alright, alright….just don’t smirk like that it makes me feel sick”
“My dear Subaru-kun’s not feeling well?”
“And you can stop talking to me like a little boy Seishiro-san!”
“But you still behave like that teenager at times”
“Oh? How so?”
“You still use that honorific”
“You don’t drop yours….”
Checkmate, Seishiro found himself without a witty answer to give off.
Then he smirked again “And what if I’d kiss you right and now?”
They were in the middle of a large sheep’s pen, the farmers owning the
sheep were scattered all around them looking for sheep to bring to Seishiro’s Foot and Mouth inspection.
Subaru hesitated for a moment then his eyes narrowed “Try me”
And he did, Seishiro narrowed the little distance between them in big
predatory steps, swapped Subaru into his arms and gave him and long heart
consuming kiss.
“Subaru-kun…?”
“Hmn?”
“You’re blushing, that’s cute Subaru-kun”
“Oh fuck off! I just came here to give you your stupid bento so you
won’t be hungry you little prick! I never should have bothered!”
“And you’re still easy to fluster”
“Sakurazuka Seishiro, you’re a downright bastard!”
Seishiro smirked and allowed Subaru to rid himself of his grip and walk
away.
“I hope you choke on your lunch!”
“I love you too!”
Little scenes like that were lately the only lights in Alex’s life.
He liked to consider the Onmyouji Project, as he called them, as the
only proof he had for his ability to do something and get it right.
Right now he didn’t even bother to listen to what they were saying and
soon found himself out of the conversation, not that he cared. He just liked
being around them, they beamed a kind of warmth to him which made him feel a
little guilty for mooching on their happiness.
It wasn’t just this that beamed at Alex from the two sides of Ying Yang
magic. It was the fact that both were powerful Men of Death which made their presence
soothing and pleasant. But Alex preferred not to think of it that way.
A screeching noise from above took away his concentration on anything. He
zoomed on what was happening above him. He listened for a while then gave a
deep depressed sigh.
“What is it Alex? What’s wrong?” the famous 13th Sumeragi
pain-detector “Are you alright? You look in pain” always right.
“Kamui and Fuma, they found a room above this floor….they found a bed in
it…”
Both onmyoujis tried their best to be quiet and listen but they still
couldn’t hear a thing.
“I can’t hear anything, how do you know what’s going on?”
“I have a vampire’s sense of sound I can hear stuff like that”
“That and other people’s thoughts! Did I tell
you about the time he outed me in front of Kamui and
all the rest of the seals?” Subaru whipped his head and his attention back to
his lover.
“Did he now?!” the conversation was drifting away from Alex again, he
let it go this time, leaving the two and the room at all after a few minutes.
He ran away as quickly as he could, spread his wings and flew to those cliffs
he started to like a lot lately. He just couldn’t stand the sound of that bed;
the lover taken away from him celebrating with another…it hurt him like he was
stabbed in the heart.
He couldn’t forget the dream he had that promised Kamui to him, he couldn’t
forget the look Kamui gave him when they first met. He couldn’t forget their first
private talk, the first time Kamui showed him affection, their first kiss,
their first night together.
He was an old man, battered from life’s experience and battles. All he
had in life now was his happiness.
And that happiness left him, for good, torn away by destiny.
He weaved his powers to created a little
picture of Kamui before his eyes.
That face, those eyes, those lips. The features that made his heart skip
a beat, made his breath hitch, his head spin.
He stared at the picture, so real and yet not real enough; it was not
the boy himself.
Far for from his reach, no longer his, not with him,
he is alone now….without Kamui.
He stared at the picture and slowly the past mixed its oozy sadness into
the present’s scorching misery. Slowly his love became an obsession forged into
his steel-strong will.
A sad obsession, a painful obsession, a bitter sweet
one that truly became a drug irremovable. Like the one Subaru carried
for nine years.
**************************
I've heard there was a secret chord
that David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Maybe I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
There was a time you'd let me know
What's real and going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dark was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
And it's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah / Rufus
Wainwright
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(1) epes = ‘somewhat’ in Yiddish
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