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Title: Sometimes
Author: Wearable Bishounen
Rating: R
Summary: Sometimes it’s hard to leave the ones you love. Sometimes you find a new love at the most unexpected times and in unusual places. Sometimes the Pretear can be a male.
Disclaimer: We—authors Lennith and Cheza-chan—do not own Pretear in any way. If we did… well, some of you might not be able to watch the show.
A/N: This fanfiction is being transferred from Fanfiction.net to AdultFanFiction.net until both are caught up with the proper amount of chapters. Thank you.
Chapter Two – Leafe Knights and Pretear
Izumi's eyes fluttered restlessly.
"Are you alright, Kurasaki-san?" a soft voice, the voice of the blonde boy from the festival, pleaded. Izumi opened his eyes see the boy and several other faces peering over him.
"Tch. If you freaks are going to rape me or beat me get it over with already," Izumi groaned, rubbing the back of his hand across his forehead.
The boy's eyes widened with horror at the suggestion, the others a variety of surprise and disgust. "Idiot! For the last time, we don't want to hurt you or violate you," the one called Mannen said vehemently. "Stupid brat, we've done nothing but save you and you accuse us of that kind of thing..."
"W—well, you keep on following me and then I black out and find myself in a room full of men, what the hell am I supposed to think?" Izumi lashed back in his defense.
"BAKA! You passed out because you disregarded your wounds and we were just fu—"
"Mannen, that's enough," a soft-spoken voice interrupted. Izumi searched for the owner of the voice, finding his eyes resting on a gentle looking man with silvery hair and rimless glasses. "Please, forgive us. I know this all seems strange. What is your name?"
Izumi looked down and blushed, feeling thoroughly ashamed for being so rude to someone so pretty and polite. "Kurasaki Izumi," he mumbled obediently.
"Izumi-kun then, I am Sasame. I believe you have already met Shin, Mannen and Goh." The silver-haired man gestured to the delicate blonde, his snowy-white haired savior and the brown-haired, tanned man who had caught him with the fireworks. "And that would leave Hajime—" He gestured towards a boy who looked about Mannen's age with beautiful sea-colored eyes. "Kei—" A slender and effeminate blonde man with tanned skin and a rather bored look on his face. "And Hayate—" A serious-looking but handsome dark haired man whom he assumed to be the owner of the clipped voice he'd heard earlier.
Izumi looked between the newly introduced men, feeling extremely confused. "That's wonderful and all, but what the hell do you want from me?"
Goh chuckled a little, crossing his arms over his toned chest and winking. "As we said before, Izumi-kun, you're our new Pretear."
Izumi stared at them all dully. "Are you going to tell me what the hell a Pretear is and what it has to do with me?"
The Knights glanced around, unsure of who should do the explaining. "Let the kids do it," Kei sighed, leaning against the bare wall, "We did it with Himeno." A slight shudder ran through Hayate at the name. He stood with his back to the rest of the group.
"That's not right," Mannen whined, "I helped... a little."
"Baka gaki," Goh muttered.
"Urusai! Baka ja nai."
“You don’t deny being a brat then?” the Fire Knight snickered. Mannen cast a heated glare in his direction. Izumi tuned them out as an argument ensued and raised a hand to his cheek, running his fingers over the Band-Aid there.
"Are you listening, brat?" Shin held the shouting Ice Knight back, struggling to do so.
"Not to you, I'm not," Izumi said coolly. He hadn't been listening at all and didn't know they had started addressing him. Mannen freed an arm and aimed at the boy, energy gathering in his palm.
Mannen!" Sasame scolded, a frown on his face.
"I'm tired of his attitude..." Mannen mumbled, lowering his eyes to the floor.
"He's just like you," Kei chuckled.
"Joudan ja nai," the white-haired boy scoffed.
"He's right, Mannen-nii."
"Urusai!" Izumi and the Ice Knight snapped in unison.
Goh laughed at the priceless expression on poor Hajime's face. Izumi kept his sounds of pain quiet as he pulled himself into a sitting position. Hayate glanced over his shoulder at the boy with narrowed eyes. A sharp gust of icy air sliced through the room as he disappeared.
"I can tell you one thing," Goh sighed, fiddling with the sleeves of the yukata he still wore, "You won't find a friend in Hayate."
"He left the one girl he allowed himself to love to come here," the Light Knight stated frankly.
Izumi literally felt his blood pressure rising. Talk floated around him that was unnecessary and had no real meaning. He actually had the strong desire to go home. Opening his eyes, his heart skipped a beat at the face inches from his. He blushed faintly, sliding back to put distance between himself and the smiling Sasame.
"Do you want me to tell you about your role as Pretear?" the man asked in a calming voice.
"Hai," the boy said softly.
Sasame straightened up, folding his arms into the sleeves of his white yukata. "Everything on this planet carries Leafe. It's our job as Leafe Knights to protect this Leafe."
"Leafe?" Izumi mumbled, his gray eyes calmer now.
"It's the life in all things," Hajime interjected with a smile, "Both men and women."
"If the Leafe is gone, this world'll be destroyed," Shin added, his voice trembling. The Water Knight tousled his friend's blond tresses comfortingly.
Izumi was made to turn to the pair off to the side as Kei participated in the explanation. "We have a limit to our power," the golden-haired male started, "When the Pretear's Leafe and Knight's Leafe are combined into one... a new power is born." Kei's bored expression shifted and the boy followed his gaze to a surly-looking Mannen.
"You're the only one who can do it," the boy rushed out quickly.
Izumi smirked and rested a hand against his side. He blinked and pulled open his torn yukata to reveal his bandaged body. "Ah... domo..."
"It's the least we could do."
Izumi found himself falling prey to the hypnotic sound that was Sasame's voice.
"Will you help us?" the smooth sound continued
"I'll... think about it."
Mannen stifled his scoff of resentment.
"Can I go home now, if you're finished?"
"You are home," Goh said as he assisted the boy to his feet. "Your basement."
Upon closer inspection, Kurasaki found what was said to be true. He remembered these walls all too well. Sasame would have been blind not to notice the brief, haunted look that flashed through his Pretear's eyes. Even Mannen spotted it.
"Can you make it up alright?" Shin questioned, standing at Izumi's side, his green eyes bright with concern.
Izumi turned away from having a glaring match with the grinning brown-haired Knight to smile reassuringly. "Otou-sama knows what I go through. I'll be fine." That didn't ease the Plant Knight's worries one bit but there was nothing he could do.
Mannen and Izumi shared a glare as the boy slowly started up the stairs. 'He's nothing like me.' Their minds echoed the same thought.
Izumi disappeared into the house, the door closing softly, and left the Knights to their own thoughts on what was to be expected.
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After listening to his teammate pace back and forth for ten minutes, riffle through the kitchen for another fifteen only to pace back and forth again, Hajime finally sat up, unable to sleep. Apparently the Ice Knight's restlessness had no effect on Shin, who was deep in an innocent sleep at his side. Hajime took a moment to tuck him in enviously before walking downstairs to find Mannen flicking through television channels without bothering to see what was on them. "Mannen-nii, what's bothering you?" Hajime asked quitely, plopping next to the listless boy on the couch.
"H—Hajime, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."
"Iie." He shook his head. "What's keeping you up?"
Mannen clicked the remote a few more times before turning the power off and tossing the remote away carelessly. "I'm just thinking I guess... about what's to become of us. How the hell are we supposed to Prét with that arrogant brat?"
"He really bothers you that much?" Hajime's brow wrinkled a little with concern. Mannen could have quite the temper, but it was unusual for him to hold a childish grudge for long.
"Yes, he does! I've done nothing but help him since I met him and all he does is insult me, flinch away from me. I... I miss Himeno-neechan. She's a million times the Pretear that jerk will ever be." Mannen sniffled a little, fighting back tears of frustration.
Hajime smiled gently and wrapped his arms around his friend in a comforting embrace. "We all miss Himeno-neechan, Mannen-nii, but it's very important that we continue to be Leafe Knights and protect this world, which means dealing with Kurasaki-kun. I'm sure that once he thinks about it, calms down and gets used to it he'll be much more agreeable, and I have the feeling you two are very similar and will be good friends."
The snow-haired young man snorted indignantly. "Yeah, right. How can we Prét with him if every time we get close to him he thinks we're going to rape or beat him?"
Hajime mulled on that a minute. "You're right. I think that step might take a bit more patience with him than with Himeno. Maybe we should let Sasame do the honors first and help him through it since Kurasaki-kun seemed most comfortable with him."
Mannen snorted again. "That annoys me, but you're probably right. Thanks, Hajime, I think I'm going to try to sleep again."
Hajime watched Mannen go up the stairs before quietly following in suit. What was there to be annoyed about? He retired to his shared room and closed the door silently as to not wake the blonde who had turned in his sleep.
Hayate brooded silently on his back in the dark room he shared with the Sound Knight. He knew Sasame was also awake and Sasame knew that he knew, but neither made any motion or inclination. The thought of never seeing Himeno again had a death grip on his heart, but he refused to show how much pain he was in.
"Hayate."
"Aa?"
The Sound Knight stared at the same ceiling as his comrade. "I didn't get to tell Takako good-bye."
Hayate's blue eyes widened almost imperceptibly and he faced the Sound Knight.
"It was so sudden and unexpected." Sasame faced him also, a pained smile on his face. The same smile Hayate had never noticed before. "Do you think Himeno-san told her for me?"
The Wind Knight nodded faintly, turning back.
To be nearer to their Pretear, the Knights had acquired an apartment in the crowded community a few blocks away. Sasame was tuned in to Izumi's house and found that, after a mini-argument, everyone was now asleep. "Oyasumi, Hayate." He rolled onto his side and closed his eyes in preparation to sleep.
Hayate sighed softly, but gave no reply.
On the other side of the hall… "Goh. Goh, te ba," Kei hissed, shaking the taller Knight. Goh mumbled in his sleep, waving a hand. Kei sighed impatiently and tried to remove the arm from around his waist. "Wake up, Goh." The appendage only tightened, the Fire Knight pulling his prize closer. "I know you're not sleeping."
A devious grin spread across Goh's face and he cracked open one eye. "All this sneaking around, it's probably not worth it. I bet Hayate knows. I know Sasame does."
"Demo—" Kei smiled faintly against Goh's lips from the chaste kiss they shared. "Fine. Just this once."
Goh grinned widely, pulling the blonde closer for a better kiss. Kei settled into the bed, against the warmth, and set his internal clock to wake him before anyone else got up; he’d migrate back to his side of the room and hope no one was wise to their relationship.
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