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Disclaimer: I do not own X/1999, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
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 lyrics belong to
the guy who wrote Buffy’s Once More With Feeling’s
lyrics.
The
character of Alex, Jacob, Venus, Charlie, David, Anthony and Dimitri are all
mine. The Noters are half reality. The rest belong to all the
book/movie/TV/anime/manga they came from. If you can spot where they’re from
then good for you!
Author’s Thanks: go to Teko(o) my devoted reviewer
(love you!), Mikazuki though I’m not wuite
sure if I managed to follow the meaning of ‘least annoying characters’ thank
you!, and skd thank you!!!!
AUTHOR’S NOTES
(IMPORTANT): Reviews will be appreciated. I have no idea what you think
of plot developments, different original characters, how I changed the X
characters, help me people or I’ll keep on doing the same mistakes!
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Part 26: Fighting Out of the Storm
Fuma plopped down into the dirty
wicker chair Jacob dragged to the cemetery.
Never in his life did he work so
hard for so long, never did he work so hard on such small meals. It seemed that
water was the only thing he could get in abundance. But water only made him feel
full, then make him run off to the bathroom to urinate it all out and feel
hungry all over again.
Fuma looked at the huge hole in
the ground he and Jacob toiled on for the last three days; the future third
mass grave for the dead cropped by the Lost Dimension’s third famine.
Many things took his mind off his
gaping loneliness without Kamui newer days.
The famine was like a constant jab
to his mind and stomach. His home received the food pay of many Rescue Team
members and still every meal they had eaten left them hungry for more.
And what of Arashi’s baby? Fuma remembered his father’s ‘monthly development’
pictures of Kotori growing in his mother’s belly. Compared to them Arashi
seemed to have stopped developing some time ago.
The bodies he had to bring to
their grave were not a pleasant sight. Fuma never saw people so thin in his
life! It was a horror onto itself.
Every morning they’d meet a
delegation of men and women bringing their dead to the cemetery. Too often
those delegations would return the next day or the day afterwards, to bring another
dead from amongst them.
Fuma would often run away from
meeting these people, unable to bare the sight of a person he saw alive and
moving so recently, now dead and gone.
It seemed the pain would never seize,
just as the flood to the cemetery would.
Often he and Jacob would head over
to a house where only one person was left alive, to collect the body of that
person who now had no one to bring them to burial.
It was summer in the City and the
states in which they found the bodies often made Fuma’s
mind blank and faint.
After work Fuma came back home to
his warm and loving environment and saw everything empty and meaningless. Each
of his home’s members were human, each of them could starve and die. One
morning Fuma would wake up to hear that he needs to help bring the body of one
of them to the cemetery with him. Why, Yuzuriha was the thinnest amongst them!
Kazuki too!
Jacob was no one to talk to. He
was either berating Fuma for doing a lousy job (even when he followed the man’s
exact directions), cursed David for abandoning the cemetery for his care
or cursed the infirmary’s office Noters for assigning this job to him.
The day Jacob gave him a long and
angry lecture of how bad Fuma was for taking Kamui away from Alex was the first
(and only) day Fuma simply got up and left the cemetery, his mind feverishly
angry, tears burning a path down his dirty face.
One evening Fuma sat atop his big
lonely bed, simply staring forward trying to clear his mind from the horrors of
his early day’s work, when he heard a soft rapping on his door.
Lion entered the room, his soft
eyes full of warmth and care. He sat down by Fuma and wrapped his arm around
the teen’s broad shoulders, pulling Fuma into an embrace.
“You’re having a hard time I
heard” the man’s heavy accent softened as Lion spoke in a kind, murmuring tone.
Fuma didn’t answer. His heart was
overflowing with pain and the relief that someone was there to listen to him.
“Hush now” Lion spoke on though
Fuma did not say a word, only sobbed silently, “I’m here for you”
For hours Fuma cried in silence.
Sharp croaked whimpers is all he could muster to voice his pain.
When he relaxed a little bit and
Lion was still there, holding him kindly, Fuma began to talk. He talked about
everything that bothered him from the time Kamui was taken from him to current
times, often muttering in Japanese when his knowledge of English could not be brought
up at the face of raging emotions.
Ice Man stood near the door,
leaning on the wall and looking down at his heavy boots. From time to time he
threw a glance over to check on Lion, an instinct more then an action of some
use.
“When will this be over?” Fuma mumbled,
his throat tightening with tears “When will Kamui be back?” he sank into another
fit of sobs “I miss him so much….what are they doing to him there?!”
“Nothing much I should think” Lion
answered back for the first time in that evening. “Alex is not one to do harm
to someone with no good reason for it”
“Oh? Are you sure? Do you know
him?!” Fuma’s eyes were almost crazed with angst and
anguish.
“I would like to think that I know
a side of him no one else does” the Noter commander said, looking off through
the big window before Fuma’s bed.
“He….He might act tough and
powerful but deep inside,” he cast a glance to Ice Man and a small smile tagged
at the edge of his lips “inside he’s a bit of a lost little boy, constantly
looking for warmth and love.
“He might hate me for ever
uttering such words around two of his sworn enemies but I’m sure that none of
you can use it against him, I know better of you.
“He’s a good person Foma (Fuma never bothered to correct him for this
mispronunciation) and nothing he’s done ever proved against it”
“He took Kamui away! Why Kamui and not me?!” Fuma almost yelled at Lion, holding back
only out of barely mustered manners.
“Because he can’t stand the sight
of you, because you disturb him so very much. Think about it. If someone was to
take Kamui away from you like you took him from Alex, would you choose that
person as your captive whom you’ll have to carry around with you everywhere?”
“No, but….But Kamui’s
his prisoner, they might be treating him badly, might be doing…..awful things
to him!”
“Alex won’t do such a thing. If it
were you then maybe he’d treat you like a real prisoner but Kamui? Alex might
think this is his last chance to recapture Kamui’s
heart, there is no way he’ll treat him roughly if those are his intentions”
“He may be forcing things upon
him!”
“Alex will never do such a
thing!” now Lion seemed to be reprimanding Fuma for assuming such a notion, his
voice was enough to hush a crying child with terror.
“…..And what if he’ll succeed and
Kamui will be seduced away from me?!” Fuma could not control his voice from
melting into a yelping whimper.
“….That’s something you can’t
control and can’t worry about, it’s useless. If you have confidence in Kamui
and in his love for you then you shouldn’t worry about it.
“If Kamui was indeed won over by
Alex then it’s the boy’s choice, there’s nothing to do about it but be glad that
Kamui is now with someone he’s happy with.”
“But Alex can bewitch him, he can
use magic….Powers….I don’t know what! Then it’s not a thing decided by Kamui’s clear judgment!”
“I know Alex better then to do
this. He has great respect for Kamui, greater then to do such a thing.”
For a while Fuma stared at the
older man, trying to analyze his opinion on this matter.
“And you….What would you like to
see? Me or Alex with Kamui?”
Ice Man turned his eyes to Lion
and kept them there, anticipating his master’s words.
Lion stared forward for a while,
contemplating silently.
“I don’t know. I’d like Alex to be
happy….
“But would he be happy with Kamui?
I don’t think so” he went silent again, frowning as his thoughts unraveled
“Kamui….does not bring out the most out of Alex, does not give him what he
really wants, if only he’d recognize it, Alex would that is….
“Newer days Kamui is the last
thing Alex should have; the boy’s turned into an obsession, the last thing he
needs is more of his drug”
“Drug? So you say that if Kamui would be
with Alex they won’t be happy together?”
“No. Kamui will be happy, there’s
no doubt about how Alex would give him everything he needs to be happy. But if
anything might take Kamui from Alex again it will really make him go mad…..”
Lion scanned Fuma’s face, irritated by what he saw.
“Let’s change the subject. Are you
feeling better?”
Fuma dropped his head, taking a
deep breath “I could use not working with Jacob, he’s a very hard man….”
“I can’t say anything against
Jacob, he is what he is and what made him that way is far too serious for you
to complain about” he got up and walked to the door “The famine is making him
more edgy, he’s been in conditions like these before and having to re-live it
does not make him happy, please bear that in mind whenever you can’t stand his
presence anymore. I bid you good night dear boy, sleep well”
Fuma did, for the first time in
months since he started working in the cemetery. No nightmares about skeletal
humans begging him not to throw them away forever. No Kamuis
yelling out their pleas of help from him. No Kotoris
bound to a cross of rubble looking up to him with deep disappointed eyes,
mumbling “Big brother…..”.
Just sleep.
******************
Will burst out
of his tent in frenzy “Vere’s Kamui? I can’t see him, I can’t smell
him, vere’s Kamui?!” he lowered his tone to a shy
whisper at the sight of David trying to build a cooking fire a few paces from
him.
The undertaker gave him a blazing
glare.
Subaru came to the werewolf’s side
in an equal frenzy “What do you mean he’s not here, maybe he went to the
bathroom”
“Nien….no…I
can’t smell him, he’s no where around ze camp”
David glared at the two for a long
while before barking a harsh “Would the two of you shut up!”.
He walked towards them with big
angry steps “Alex is trying to take a nap and forget about all this snow around
us, you’ll wake him up with your brainless chit chat! If he’ll find out Kamui’s missing he’ll freak out!”
Subaru and Will shut their mouths
tightly, hanging big hopeful eyes at David.
“I saw him chasing something,
running towards the storm. I thought he was trying to escape and that the storm
will eventually force him back here. He’s not stupid enough to throw away his
life if he won’t succeed fleeing, the stupid brat”
“How are we going to get him
back?” Subaru whispered, eyeing the far off raging storm “Back before Alex will
notice he’s gone or before he’ll do too much damage to himself?”
After staring at the storm for a
silent while David began moving towards it “Stay here, go back to the tent, and
pretend everything’s alright” he hissed across his shoulder at them.
They remained in the snowy open a
little bit more, staring at the distance with hopes and fears equally great.
*****************
In the days of his painfully far
away youth, David used to help his uncle with spotting wolf tracks in the snow
around their farm. He learnt how to trace human tracks as well, to see if
anyone went near their farm during the night to steal chickens or food.
With his large black wings
blocking the violent wind in the storm, David observed the snow containing Kamui’s erratic footsteps, one set of steps only.
Surely the boy was mad when he
decided to try and escape in that direction. Or maybe he was aware of
Alex’s phobia of snow and decided Death would not follow him into the storm.
Did he know that when Alex would find him his anger would only be doubled by
the need to dig in the snow to find him?
David recalled the fleeting image
of Kamui running out of his tent into the storm, the boy seemed to be chasing
someone but no one was there….did he really lose his mind?!
Arriving at the cliff edge where
the ice broke under Kamui’s feet, David observed the
sharp edges of the ice, concluding that Kamui took a deep drop here. He could
understand why the boy would be oblivious to the edge since the thick wind and
snow blinded anyone in the storm. But surely if he ran away he’d be more
careful, thinking of his life first and watching his step.
Maybe he was chasing
someone, an elusion perhaps. That would make sense; this storm was probably an
act of magic so someone around here casting spells at them to break them up
would make sense.
He beat his wings in the opposite
direction then that of the storm’s wind to try and clear his vision and caught
the sight of Kamui lying in the snow below.
He leaped to the body’s side,
noting the boy’s bluish skin and immobility, and looked away angrily.
The boy was dead…..Alex would be
angered beyond words; maybe he’d even have a craze fit and try to destroy
something. Whatever it was they were headed back home for sure and let Death
care for the whole explaining it to Justice….
He turned back to look at the
body. It’s a pity really, it seemed the boy was crazed enough to break and give
into Alex’s demands about Seishiro.
David shrugged, bending down to
catch one of Kamui’s feet. Turning back towards the
camp, David began dragging the frozen body back home.
His world cracked, shook, blew up
around him, taking away anything he ever knew when he suddenly heard the boy’s
faint voice “David?”
Staring forward, his eyes almost
popping out of their sockets with horror and shock, David could not move his
limbs as if he was the frozen body.
Kicking himself back to some kind
of sane thought, he turned around and saw the boy looking at him. His eyes were
bleary and misty, struggling to focus on something in the violent wind and a
violent fever in him.
THE BODY MOVED. THE DEAD BODY
MOVED AND SPOKE! SPOKE HIS NAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A shudder caught David’s limbs,
nausea grabbed his stomach violently, his head spun without moving, he had to
clench his teeth hard to keep a crazed scream of horror from escaping.
The cold hard facts, the ones
David used to pull himself out of many hard times in his life, were that Kamui
was alive (which was good because then Alex wouldn’t freak out), that the boy
was feverish (which would only make Alex mad if the boy would become seriously
ill) and that he was here and perfectly able to pull them out of the storm.
He let go of the boy’s frozen leg
and quickly hurled Kamui over his shoulder, spreading his wings again and flying
back to their camp as fast as he could.
He’ll think about the dead coming
back to life afterwards, where he can scream at the awfulness of it with no one
around to see him having a mental break down.
He had buried too many dead
people, disposed of the bodies of far more then to think about the notion that
some of them might have been still alive when he did it.
*****************
When David arrived back to camp Alex was just coming out of his tent
with an air as violent as that of the storm. Silencing Subaru and Will did not
work well.
He rushed over to David, as if
attacking the man. “What happened? Where did you find him?” he asked, his green
eyes already crazed.
“Someone cast some kind of an
illusionary spell on him, made him think there was someone calling him when
there was nothing there. Whatever it was, it lured the brat into the storm”
David fired back, hurrying into Kamui’s tent where a
fire was burning before Alex could start panicking over it too much.
Alex was indeed deep in panic; the
sight of Kamui all blue and frozen did not do him good. He was about to lash
out at Will, even killing him for not keeping good watch over Kamui. He was about
to lash out at Subaru as well for the same charge, only with less then deadly
consequences.
Kamui stopped him.
“I’m not….Feeling so good” the boy
whimpered, struggling to keep his head up “It’s….Too warm in here” his hands
faintly scratched at his shirt’s buttons, trying to remove them with frozen
fingers.
David had laid the boy on his bed
and hurried out to make him some kind of hot brew so Alex will have time to
tend Kamui without starting too much of a fuss around Kamui’s
condition.
“You’re not hot, don’t try to do
anything Kamui” instinctively, Alex began scanning the boy for frost bites.
Whenever he spotted one he immediately tended it with vampire blood. “You’re
burning up with a fever, you’ve got a cold. Please stay still, we’ll take care
of you”
Smiling faintly, lost in his
fever, Kamui lay back closing his eyes from time to time as the Dark Blood sent
little jots of pleasure through his cold body.
“Here” Alex brought the large mug
of chicken soup to Kamui’s lips, thanking David for
bringing that liquid as a remedy “Small gulps, don’t scorch your
throat….there….there…..it’d do you good”
He pulled the thick duvet over Kamui’s body, tucking the boy neatly in.
“Are you feeling better?”
“Too hot…”
“No, no, you’re just getting warm again.
You have a fever Kamui, try to fall asleep”
Alex tried not to look the boy in
the eyes, knowing it would only hurt him to feel that violent tug in his heart
at the sight of the weakened boy.
But Kamui was looking deeply into
his eyes, the fever slowly residing into deep exhaustion. A faint sweet
smile, the sweetest Alex had ever seen on the boy, accompanied the soft loving
gaze.
Drawn to the boy by his eyes, Alex
found that he was sitting on the edge of Kamui’s bed,
holding the faintly warming hand close to his heart. He kissed the delicate
fingers, turning the palm over to kiss inside the little valley of pale soft
flesh.
Kamui hummed happily, the sweet
smile spreading. He tried to blink without it turning into a long doze. “I saw
something….” He mumbled.
“Shhhh,
it’s alright, you don’t have to speak Kamui” Death
edged closer to the boy, in a trance under the sudden sweet and loving air
oozing out of Kamui.
“But I saw a land beyond the
storm…I thought it was heaven, I thought I was going to die but when David
dragged me back I looked over there and I saw it again”
“A land beyond
the storm? Are
you sure? What was it like?”
Kamui closed his eyes and smiled
so perfectly, becoming a heavenly creature of pale skin and rosy cheeks
“It was perfect….like a dream come
true…nothing like the City…long fields of crops all blooming, and flower
beds….and little village buildings….and the sun! The sun shone brightly down on
it…no clouds to hide it…..so much green….everything growing so well…..Heaven…..”
Alex stared at Kamui, transfixed,
already working out the question if this was a figment of Kamui’s
fever or not.
The youth’s misty eyes lay on Alex
lovingly again, a smile in each mauve gem “Take me there…..” his little palm
closed weakly on Alex’s bigger hand “Let’s go there together…..”
Alex’s heart could have exploded
in his chest with sheer happiness. Kamui wanted to go somewhere with him!
Kamui was looking at him so wonderfully! And smiling too!!!!!!
“Yes my love, we’ll go there
together! Don’t worry. Rest now and when you’ll feel better we’ll go there
together. My precious little prince, my darling love, don’t worry” he placed
the small palm on the side of his face, rubbing into the touch. He could feel
the fingers faintly curling to caress him in return.
Kamui hummed pleased, slowly
closing his eyes and resting his head on the big pillow. “I want to go there” falling
asleep he still mumbled faintly “I want to go there with you, Fuma….”
What was once warm and wonderful
around Alex came crushing down on him in a freezing shower like shattered
glass. Once again the boy mistook him for that damned Fuma.
Death threw away Kamui’s hand (‘threw’ being a rather harsh choice of words;
he still couldn’t bring himself to hurt Kamui so he simply laid the hand down
briskly) and leaped to his feet, storming angrily out of the tent.
Seeing Will rush to Kamui side
reminded him of the security omission, which he was about to tend to as
violently as his enraged mind would make it when David caught his attention
again.
The undertaker walked towards his
Death, dragging him sideways by his arm. “Remember the spell I told you about,
the one that dragged the little brat over there? I found this in the boy’s hand
when he was laying in the storm” he held Seishiro’s
black ofuda before Alex’s eyes “maybe it’s got something to do with the spell”
Alex snatched the ofuda from
David’s hands, glaring at it angrily. What on earth was going on in his camp
that everybody thinks they can do as they wish?! Was his grip on his men so
small?! Did they not understand what they are here for?!
Never mind, he told himself, not
now. He’ll deal with this later; right now he has to find out if there is
really a land beyond the storm.
He stormed off into every tent,
calling his men over into as deep into the storm as he could tolerate.
They stood on the cliff edge David
found, the undertaker and Death blowing their wings to counter the violent
storm.
Unanimously they gasped as the
heavenly land Kamui described unfolded before their eyes! It was real and it was
there!
“So, there is a land beyond the
storm, there is still more to go before we end this journey” Lestate smiled,
folding his arms on his chest smugly.
“So we’re going there? We’re
riding onwards?” Victoria chirped, enjoying the sight of
the light of day for the first time in almost a year and a half since she
became a vampire “We are going there, we can’t not go to such
a beautiful place”
Alex stared forward in silence,
planning feverishly. “If we’ll ride there we won’t be riding with you two awake
(he was referring to the vampires), the sun will burn you in seconds when we
get there. No, only me and David will ride. The rest
of you stay in your tents, I’ll have wagons ready as soon as you (to the
vampires again) will be safe inside your coffins”
He turned to scan his men again;
they were all transfixed by the glory of heaven beyond the snowy hell.
“Go now, get ready to travel!”
They rushed away from him happily,
eager to get to this heaven as soon as possible.
Victoria was skip hopping like a child in
the blazing snow, clinging to David to coax some smile from him (it worked, she was the only one to ever extort a non-snarling
smile from the fire keeper).
Subaru was running back to camp,
he too would skip hop if he wasn’t a little older in mentality.
Seishiro was turning to leave as
well when the harshest, cruelest, coldest command he ever heard fired at him
from Alex stopped him.
“You stay here” is all he said, it
was enough.
They were standing outside the
storm now and far enough from the camp to block their conversation from
anybody’s ears.
Raging in silence, Alex held up Seishiro’s black ofuda to the assassin’s view “Care to
explain?” he managed to hiss, glaring fire at the man.
Lighting a cigarette, Seishiro
fought to try and make some kind of an explanation.
“Put that off!!!! This is
no leisurely conversation!” Alex barked
at him, taking a violent step towards the man. He was holding himself back from
striking the man.
Seishiro laughed scornfully “Would
you be as mad at me if it wasn’t your precious princely Kamui who I hurt?” Seishiro spat back, irritated by the sudden commanding air from
Alex.
He was answered by a powerful
slap, knocking him to the ground by his cast-off cigarette. His cheek burnt
with pain (no doubt it will leave a bruise, Alex was cold heartedly cruel) but
not as painful as his ego. He was slapped; Sakurazuka Seishiro, slapped like a mischievous little child!!!
He leapt back to his feet, about
to return a blow when the fierce, almost glowing glare in Alex’s eyes stopped
him dead on his tracks.
“Now talk like a sane adult” Death
hissed at his man.
Seishiro stood in angry silence,
unable to recover the humiliation of this little trial from his so far
protector and friend.
Finally, after clenching his teeth
angrily and clearing his mind from any nasty/snappy/witty/angry remark that
might anger Alex even more, he answered “I was fed up with Subaru-kun spending
all his time with Kamui and behaving like the boy never tried to stab him in
the back once, like he never tried to take me away from him for….”
“Cut the bullshit, Sakurabaka, you were jealous like a stupid little boy”
Death spat back. He walked closer to Seishiro, never once removing his blazing
glare off the man “You’re a spoiled brat! You can’t bear the idea that your
precious little Suby-kun might, god forbid, spend one
second without you in mind all the time”
“But Kamui tried to kill me and
now Suba…”
“I told you to shut up about it! My
god, I’m taking great measurements not to hit you again you fucking idiot!”
Seishiro shut his mouth, feeling
the angry pressure from Alex finally breaking through his wounded pride and
silly ideas.
“You think so little of Subaru’s
love for you?! Maybe it’s you with the problems since you have such little
confidence in how better a lover then Kamui you can pose yourself”
“You don’t understand,” now Seishiro’s tone was softer, clearer then before “our
relationship might look perfect but it’s fragile, it’s touch
and go! I was the one who spent nine years ignoring Subaru and acting cruel to
him, I’m the one who killed his one and only sister and broke his heart when I
shouldn’t have, now I’m the one who watches as we keep tipping off balance”
Death’s anger subsided, replaced
by tense observation with only a tinge of his earlier rage.
“Well it’s your fault isn’t it? Dealt
with it! Once you were cruel, now you need to be kind, genuinely kind!
And loving! Not owning Seishiro, loving!”
“What do I know about love?!
What I felt once was whatever managed to slip from between the sakura’s branches. What I feel now is far too powerful and unpredictable,
and I never had the tools to deal with it.
“You want me to control my emotions?!
You want me to act rationally with an outburst of something I’ve never
experienced before and suddenly strike me full force?!”
Alex sighed deeply, looking away
with a heavy frown. “I don’t know what to tell you. I’ve never been in a
situation like yours…..Go back to your tent and tell Subaru what you’ve done.
Face the outcome of your deeds, be a man”
With this he turned beyond
Seishiro, walking into his tent to gather up his maps and prepare the wagons
for their trip.
He left Seishiro on the edge of
the storm where the wind still caught at the rims of his trench coat under the
heavy warming coat he wore.
With great discouragement, he
turned around and walked to his tent.
*******************
Subaru was just loading their
little bundle of laundry to their tent’s wagon version when Seishiro walked in.
his face was grieve and he was fiercely avoiding eye contact.
Remembering that now he can do it
Seishiro lit a cigarette, letting the nicotine sooth his wrecked nerves.
“Is everything alright?” his lover
had noted the red hand-shaped bruise on his face.
Seishiro finished his cigarette,
letting Subaru grow the worry within him to maybe soften the news’ blow when
they’ll come.
It was over too soon.
“I was the one who lured Kamui
into the storm” he couldn’t face Subaru when he said it; he had to have his
back to him. He couldn’t let the younger man see the shame on his face.
Shame was another new feeling for
him and already he loathed it the most.
“….What?!”
“I wove an illusion of Fuma to
call him out into the storm. I hoped the little brat would freeze to death in
there”
Silence from his lover made Seishiro
turn to face him, regretting it immediately.
Subaru was the picture of horror.
Not only was the shock of such a confession hit Subaru, but the idea that his
‘converted’ lover was returning to his murderous habits, and so carelessly too!
“Why….?!”
He managed to exhale finally, starting to shake, tears gathering in his eyes.
Seishiro lowered his eyes,
admitting his guilt “I was angry with you always spending time with Kamui until
you have no time left for me…..and….that’s it….I was jealous…”
Subaru closed the distance between
them quickly, his tone rising almost to a shout “And you think so little of
me?! You’re sure that anyone can come in and take me away?!
He stood there for a few minutes,
brewing with his anger. There were so many things he wanted to say, to spit at Seishiro’s face that it all came
bursting out in the same sentence.
“You think that if I’ll find
someone better then you I should still stay with you?! It was so easy
for you to kill again?! You didn’t change one bit?!” tears were streaming
freely from his eyes, his lower lip quivered
“You bastard!” he dealt
Seishiro his second slap that day.
This time Seishiro merely kept his
head where the blow tilted it, feeling exhausted from all this talk and
emotion. Subaru hit the cheek Alex hit, the pain returned.
Subaru turned around to storm out
of the tent, still speaking
“If only you didn’t feel like I belonged
to you, if only you’d sometime behave like a civilized man and not like that
horrible sakura assassin again!!
“How would I know you weren’t
wearing that Kind Veterinarian mask all this time, how would I know I actually
mean something to you but your prey!
“If I knew…Maybe then I’d have no
doubt in my heart that there truly is no one better for me then you, and then I
won’t be tempted to move on from you”
Subaru was about to leave the tent,
about to leave forever!!! Seishiro watched it without being able to say
something or do something to stop him!
What would he say?! How would he
put some coherent order into this damned chaos in his heart?!
Suddenly his chest filled with
something bright and wonderful, colorful….it was….no, for god’s sake anything
but that!!! It was……music….
Seeing Subaru inches from the exit
to their tent he gave into the thing in his chest.
He did not sing it out wholeheartedly,
he was no quite sure he was able to stand the humiliation after whatever this
Broadway spasm ended, plus he was not sure it would stop Subaru from leaving
him.
He refused the music’s will to
carry him into powerful emotional hollers.
He let his voice carry out the
words in a low husky tone, the first few sentences coming out through his teeth
as he still kicked himself mentally for ever letting himself sing.
“I lived my life in shadow
Never the sun on my face”
It did the trick; Subaru stopped
dead, seconds from exiting the tent. His ears must have deceived him,
Seishiro-san was singing?!
“It didn't seem so sad though,
I figured that was my place”
Seishiro-san was singing about his
life! He was talking about his emotions!!! At once Subaru turned to his lover,
eyes so big with surprise and eagerness they almost hurt.
And there was Seishiro-san
standing, looking at him with painful guilty eyes, looking at him with loving
eyes, singing out a gloomy love song to try and talk to him.
“Now I'm bathed in light
Something just isn't right
I'm under your spell
How else could it be”
With a bitter smile, Seishiro
looked away
“Anyone would notice me?
It's magic, I can tell “
He raised his eyes back to Subaru
and they were oh so loving!
“How you set me free
Brought me out so easily”
Seeing the look in Subaru’s eyes
soften more and more by his lyrics, Seishiro began to advance towards his
lover.
“I saw a world enchanted
Spirits and charms in the air
I always took for granted
I was the only one there”
He straightened his powerful gaze
at Subaru, nailing the green gems to his mismatched eyes.
“ But your power shone
Brighter than any I've known
”I'm under your spell
Nothing I can do
You just took my soul with you
You worked your charm so well
Finally, I knew
Everything I dreamed was true
You make me believe...”
Taking Subaru in his arms,
Seishiro embraced him powerfully, begging with his arms for his lover to stay.
He only let go as another fit of lyrics wished to escape him.
Looking deeply into Subaru’s eyes
(already mesmerized and securely his by now) again, he ran his fingers gently
across his lover’s cheek.
“The moon to the tide
I can feel you in sight
I'm under your spell
Surging like the sea
Pulled to you so helplessly
I break with every swell
Lost in ecstasy
Spared from my cherry tree
“You make me complete
You make me complete
You make me complete
You make me...ah fuck this “
Having enough of singing, Seishiro ended his
session by kissing Subaru deeply, feeling the younger man melt into the kiss.
******************
Vash was desperately trying to invent a new
card game with Yuzuriha, only the cards kept floating in the air and away from
him, often to be torn by an invisible force. Inuki was playing tricks on him,
using the fact that he could not see him.
It was his duty, as the freelance babysitter,
to try and keep Yuzuriha’s mind off the famine. The
girl was already becoming too thin for her own good.
They were sitting in Venus’s gigantic flowerbed,
on the ground amongst the flowers while Yutu was discussing office subjects
with Aoki at the tea table.
Whenever Venus tried offering Yuzuriha some
food from her vegetable garden the girl stared at it hungrily then turned it
down saying she might as well take it home to feed Arashi. Such a brave little
girl, no matter how much everyone worried about her.
In the meantime Yutu was getting too bored to
tolerate Aoki’s endless ranting about Arashi and the baby and how they should
sacrifice whatever food they have to keep the pregnancy from turning into a
miscarriage.
He was tired of the feelings Aoki’s longing
for his wife and daughter the talking about the baby aroused in the man.
He was tired of being slowly but
systematically rejected by his lover.
He was about to say something about it when a
huge falcon landed on their elegant tea table with a painfully sharp shriek.
The two men stared at the bird, noting it was
not a real bird but a shikigami. On its back it had two pentacles, black and
white, overriding each other. It gave off an extremely powerful aura.
“What is that?!” Yuzuriha stared,
noting Inuki sniffed the air around the shiki completely puzzled by the hybrid.
“Must be some kind of messenger from Alex,
only he could combine the two onmyouji’s powers” Aoki
mumbled.
“Eh?! Something
from Alex?!” Vash leaped to his feet, almost knocking the table off its
legs as he rushed to it’s side.
The bird let out another shriek as it stared
at the blond with shock, even its shriek sounded confused. It seemed to say “You?!
What on earth are you doing here?!”
“Jeez Louise” Vash leaped from one foot to the
other awkwardly “it’s pretty darn awkward talking to a bird, ‘aint it. Aaaaalex! I got taken
here and now I’m Luuuuuuuuve’s bodyguard, see?”
The bird shook its head, burying it in its
wing.
Yutu burst into laughter “It can be very expressional,
this shiki of yours. Kudos on combining the lovebird’s powers to make it”
Looking at Yutu with clever eyes, the shiki
handed Yutu an envelope, staring at him waiting for him to open it.
The neat little letter, decorated by Lestate’s fancy, frilly handwriting read:
For saving the onmyouji love, I thank
you with all my heart. I owe you one.
Alex.
Yutu smiled, feeling the warm and wonderful
feeling of fulfilling out his duty successfully. “Your welcome little Death
bird” he scratched the shiki’s neck merrily.
“Thanks for what?” both Vash and Aoki hung
curious eyes at him.
“Oh nothing” he winked back, a mysterious
smile spreading across his face.
“Hey!” Yuzuriha jumped to the table side as
well “How’s Bicky-chan doing?”
Magically pulling out another envelope from
under its wing, the shiki handed it to the inugami mistress.
There was a short letter in Victoria’s
handwriting (which Yuzuriha needed help with since her English reading was very
low plus the vampire’s handwriting was awfully childish and sloppy, Aoki gave
her a hand) read:
YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUZUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have SOOOOOO much to tell you!!!!!!
I miss you SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
much!!!!!!!!!!!
Look what I found for you in this big
oriental market we went to about….three months ago?! I don’t know…hope you’ll
like it! Give Inuki a big, BIG hug for me!!!
XXXXXX your Bicky-chaaaaaan!
Inside the envelope was a round little pin. It
had the most brilliant ruby Yuzuriha ever saw, encased within a large frame of
intricate silver wiring with several tiny rubies inside the metal encircling
the bigger gem.
Yuzuriha’s hands shook, tears
welled in her eyes as she stared down at the brilliant jewel. Suddenly all her longing,
all her lonely friendship, all her worries that Victoria forgot all about her
disappeared like clearing smoke.
She dropped to her knees, grabbing both the
pin and Inuki to her breast, shaking with her happy sobs.
Aoki crouched beside her, Vash doing the same
on her other side.
“I’m fine” she sobbed, flashing a brilliant
smile “I’m so happy, that’s all….and I’m a little hungry too…” she started
crying again.
Now the horrible notion that she might not
survive until Victoria came back hit her
like a ton of bricks.
She leaped to her feet, turning to the shiki
and grabbing it with both hands.
“There’s a famine here so I might…..I might
not live for you to keep that promise we talked about! And Victoria would be sad….and Arashi’s baby….and everyone…” her voice cracked with tears,
her eyes blinded by the flood and her hands shook violently, but her gaze was
fierce and her mind was clear.
Cocking its head sideways in thought, the
shiki stayed silent. Then it nodded, staring confidently into Yuzuriha’s eyes as if to say ‘Don’t worry about it’.
Yuzuriha stared at it a little more before
releasing it and letting it fade into an ofuda, having served its purpose.
“Did it say something? This
bird thingy? WOW!!! It turned into a card! COOL!” Vash tore the ofuda off
the table, scrutinizing it as if the bird was hidden somewhere inside the
paper’s layers.
“I think it said ‘don’t worry’…..I hope it
did” Yuzuriha mumbled as she turned to walk back to her home, pinning the gift
from Victoria to the knot on the black tie of her old Clamp Campus uniforms.
Aoki and Yutu stayed behind, staring baffled
after the suddenly immensely mature fourteen year old.
(tbc)
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