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Chapter List
- 31
- 32
- 33
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, Anthony, Dvora 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: To my beloved Teko (a nice fatherly side of Alex?! I thought I portrayed
him as a crap father�.hmmm�), to Iwannasleep (Harlo! Will is not cute. Ehem. You should like
Vicky-chan, she's just an innocent little girl that's all), to Kizune (I'm sorry. I'm really, really, really, very sorry
my dear�..I'm glad your faith in this fic isn't lost
yet), and to LadyoftheBlackWings (I read your fic! Did you get my review? Who's screwed up? What's
screwed up? Yup, that was K alright there was a Kudo Kazahaya there, the divine Nakago
-nosebleed- and the, sexy, Iason Mink �nosebleed2-
Crimson Wave? Nani?).

Author�s notes: Greetings A New World readers, I
come to you with news of A New World extras!...well�.extra.

I�ve written an A New World Characters File with information about A
New World�s original and fandom characters (which aren�t X originated that is)
and also with lost of info on A New World itself and on The Lost Dimension. I
will be publishing it on my Lj (link found in my
FF.net profile) since it�s none-plotted and cannot be published here so go
check it out if you wish to know more about this fic!

Warning: mild lime and mild language.

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Chapter 32 � The Home Front

Morning. A sleepy yet
energetic Yutu climbs down the stairs to the kitchen, rubbing at his eyes and
yawning, before letting the first smile of the day crack his face in half.

A nagging vision lingers on at the back of his mind, reaching out to
flash before his eyes as they try to concentrate on placing his feet safely on
the stairs before him.

Opening his eyes for the first time this morning and finding an empty
bed. The sheets bare the signs of his lover's body, marking his path as he
dragged himself out of Yutu's warm embrace and out to
the new day. The pillow still crumpled where Seiichiro's
head nestles a few minutes ago.

For those who know Seiichiro as intimately as Yutu now knows him the
evidence of him leaving bed on his own is a shock.

Despite his hard boiled appearance, his devotion to his work and his
life's straight lines of obedience, order and strictness, waking up in the
morning is beyond his abilities.

Mornings shed light on Yutu shaking Seiichiro up until the whole bed
would tremble.

The few birds nestled on the tree outside their window were often
ruffled by the sounds of Yutu screaming at Seiichiro to wake up, his language slowly
dragged to the unrepeatable words before finally giving up.

Sorata, whose room's door was next on the corridor to the (currently
living in the house) two male lovebirds, was often torn out of his own dreaming-while-walking-down-to-the-kitchen
by the sight of Yutu dragging Seiichiro out of the bed by force until the man
was up on his feet.

Waking up to an empty bed made Yutu's
morning exciting at first. There was a time when, on their days off from the
office, Seiichiro would rise early to make them both a breakfast and bring it
up to Yutu in their bed. That cause made him wake himself up on his own.

These days waking up to an empty bed besmirched Yutu's
cheerful mornings. These days, instead of sitting on the bed's edge and savour
the new sun's warmth, Yutu would immediately rise to his feet and shuffle down
to the kitchen to see it.

The ominous sounds of it going on in the kitchen never failed
to catch Yutu and rip at his nerves before he got there to get his daily dose
of misery.

"Ah! Good morning Arashi-chan! How are you this morning?"

"Good morning to you too Aoki-san�"

"Oh Sorata-kun, sorry, I didn't see you there"

"No it's okay, I understand, I was hiding behind my cup of coffee
here, anyone could have missed me�"

"Sorata!"

"Sorry babe"

Yutu walks into the kitchen to share Sorata's
hopeless gaze as they both take a glimpse of Seiichiro as if to say "That
man�..what is he doing?!"

Every morning since the saving food convoy arrived in town and Arashi
climbed out of her pregnancy's danger zone, Seiichiro would be by her side
whenever he could.

At morning time Seiichiro would be woken by the sounds of Arashi's sleepy feet, ankles swollen by her new weight's
burden, and leap out of bed to greet her and ask her how her night was.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yes Aoki-san, I slept well"

"Not too many trips to the bathroom I hope"

"��"

"I suppose that by now you've got used to only sleeping on your
back or on the side so sleep past comfortably I hope"

"�.Yes Aoki-san"

"I slept well too Aoki-san"

Seiichiro takes a swift glance at Sorata across his shoulder and nods
quickly, making no comment about that. Instead he waits for Arashi to turn her
back and gazes into her coffee cup in it's preparations by her husband.

"Don't fill that spoon too much Sorata-kun, caffeine isn't good
for the baby's heart you know"

"How about the baby's mother's heart?" Yutu once bothered to
say in the first few mornings of it's happening.
Then he didn�t bother anymore, Seiichiro ignored him anyway.

Saying "Good morning" to the man he loves was slowly growing
to be too much of an effort these days as well, Seiichiro ignored him anyway.

When she slept in her room and not in the Rescue Team's home (which
was becoming rarer and rarer these days) Karen would shuffle into the kitchen,
shove everyone violently away from her path to the coffee pot. Then, with her
coffee secured in her hand (now that food was not so scarce she resumed her
breakfast-less breakfasts) and turned around to see
who was in the kitchen this morning.

She'd gaze at the abused soon-to-be parents and their newly attached
Seiichiro growth and sighed. "Aoki-san�..you'll be late for work"

Only then would Seiichiro tare his gaze from Arashi's
belly to look at Karen and blink frantically. Then he'd shoot back up to his
room to prepare, brushing past Yutu.

As he brushed past his lover, these last few days, all he would have
to say was "Come on Yutu-san, we'll be late"

Yutu sighed and drank his coffee with one shot "So, it's Yutu-san again is it?"

He'd turn his back to the kitchen dwellers before any words of empathy
and pity would stab him in the back.

Yutu really began hating himself these days. He didn't like Arashi any
more. Sorata, the man who knocked her up, was not someone he liked hanging
around in either. Though he adored the both of them for their relentless love
towards each other and their bravery at tackling what life in this world threw
at them, they still posed as the threat to his relationship.

A vision would constantly flash before his eyes as he'd shuffle over
to the backyard and the makeshift shower the home dwellers installed, where he
would prepare himself for the new day.

The living room one lazy afternoon a few days after the food convoy
arrived. Arashi and Sorata are on the big (new) sofa. Sorata's
ear is glued to Arashi's round tummy. Arashi's smiling so softy Yutu's
heart melts. Sorata's eyes are so big, so sparkly, so
happy it lights up the room better then the slowly setting sun.

The baby began kicking, finally, after failing to show the first signs
of life through the famine's punishing days of.

Suddenly Seiichiro walks into the vision's range.

"Is�.is she kicking?" his voice trembles, choked with tears.

The young couple nods, tears in their eyes.

Seiichiro sits by Arashi, looking down at the belly almost
frantically.

Reluctantly, Sorata removes himself from his wife and gestures for
Seiichiro to feel a kick himself.

Instead of lying modest fingers on Arashi, instead of placing his
whole palm while keeping a safe modest distance between himself and someone
else's pregnant wife, Seiichiro dips himself in and places the side of his face
on Arashi's tummy at the same position Sorata manned
a moment ago.

Slightly awkward, but still too mannered to do
anything about it, Arashi shoots a glance at Sorata who smiles empathically. What can they say to
the man who lost his wife and little daughter forever?

Seiichiro lingers on for what seems like forever in Yutu's memory, refusing to budge despite Arashi moving
uncomfortably and Sorata's polite coughs.

Seiichiro does not budge because he is waiting for the baby to kick.

The baby remains unanimated, as if refusing this strange foster
father.

"He kicked a moment ago�.he really did�" Sorata rubs the
back of his neck awkwardly, eyeing Seiichiro uncomfortably "He gave me a
good right hook"

"The baby's taking up for their mother perhaps" Karen's
voice comes in from behind Yutu's vision.

Sorata giggles nervously, remembering times when Arashi's
love to him was measured according to how much she hurt him by kicking and
scratching away his loving attempts of physical contact.

Arashi smiles in Karen's direction and blushes.

"Ah but she's a strong baby, I can feel it" Seiichiro sighs,
still attached to Arashi's belly "and finally
starting to kick means that she's healthy and fine"

"Really?" Arashi forgets all about her awkwardness
and burns holes in Seiichiro's cranium with her
hungry for encouragements eyes.

Seiichiro rotates his head so he'll be able to look up at Arashi
without removing his ear from her belly. His hair is ruffled by it and his
glasses refuse to move from where his head's previous position placed them,
which doesn't add to his proper appearance.

"Oh yes, if they kick they're healthy�.well�.not weakened by
starvation that is"

Arashi bursts into silent sobs and cracks out a brilliant smile.
Sorata wraps his arms around his wife.

Seiichiro is still attached to Arashi.

"Ne, Aoki-san, let the proud father
have a listen won't you"

Seiichiro quivers and shoots a pleading look at Sorata. Immediately he
gives up and removes himself from Arashi. He lingers on the couch, looking down
on Sorata clinging to his wife with glittering young eyes.

"Ooooh! He kicked! He
kicked!" Sorata yelps and removes
his palms from Arashi enough to clap wildly.

Yutu closes his eyes and reaches up to the punctured tin pot used as a
showerhead. He lets the water poured on him to mingle with his tears.

Every morning, every friggin morning, it's
like this. He chokes a sob and reaches for the soap.

Lathering himself, Yutu runs his soaped palm across his torso and
shivers. The warm touch, even if it's his own, awakens his loneliness.

It's been so long since Seiichiro touched him. So long
since he was touched lovingly.

Their nights grew cold and bitter as soon as the famine made its
imprint clearer and clearer in their domain. The more Arashi's
pregnancy was in danger was the more Seiichiro spoke
of it. The more Seiichiro spoke of it was the more he didn't kiss Yutu; his
mouth was too busy.

The more Arashi's pregnancy was in danger
was the more Seiichiro tidied up their room, brushing away the jumble of his
troublesome thoughts as his hands begged to do something to occupy his mind.

That's when the first signs of just how much Seiichiro changed by Arashi's condition became clear to Yutu.

"When will you learn to pick your stuff off
the floor after you're done with it Yutu?!"

Yutu gazed up from the book he was reading and blinked innocently at
Seiichiro "Eh?"

Seiichiro thrust a guilty bunched up mess of pink and lavender clothes
before Yutu's eyes, glaring at the man before him.

"You wear something and wherever you let it fall, that's where you'll
let it stay"

"Ah well now, Seii-Seii, you're
responsible for at least half of my cast off clothes" he winked, smiling
cunningly.

Seiichiro blinked away the mentioning and frowned rebuking at his
lover, bending down to pick up Yutu's striped yellow
and lily blue tie, casting another scorching glare at Yutu across his shoulder
as he rises to place the tie with the rest of the mess.

Yutu waits for Seiichiro to move around close enough and, as soon as
the windmaster's bent down again, he reaches out and
gives Seiichiro a nice juicy pinch to his rear.

Seiichiro shoots his back straight again and roars something that sound
like "Yutu!", "why you" and "Don�t!"
all jumbled up together.

He then takes the mess and drops it in Yutu's
lap with a thud "Deal with this, properly that
is, I'm sick and tired of cleaning up after you. Honestly, it's like living
with a full blown teenager"

Yutu stayed behind to pout and frown and worry, gazing longingly after
Seiichiro who walked out of the room looking for the house broom.

Soon everything Yutu left behind where it shouldn't have been, even if
it was outside their room, was picked up by Seiichiro and was carried
(accompanied by parental rebukes from the windmaster) to where it should have
been.

Yutu and Seiichiro had their first lovers' quarrel when Seiichiro
disposed of Yutu's favourite tie via the house trash
bin to teach the watermaster a lesson in tidying up.

"You did what?!"

"I'm sorry but barely hanging on the chair's back is not the
place for ties in this room, Yutu, and you might as well bother to finally
learn it!"

Yutu blinked red blazing rage from sight. He took a deep breath and stroke
an elegant annoyed pose "I came into this world with that tie, it's one of
the only things I have from home in this retched place"

Seiichiro's lower lip quivered for
a moment (a telltale sign that he's thinking of what he lost in their home
world) and frowns "Then I guess you'll learn to put things in their proper
place now, won't you"

"I'm a grown man Seiichiro, I do not
need to be treated like some insolent brat"

"Insolent brats are what insolent brats do" Seiichiro folded
his arms on his chest and walked out of the room to help fix the table for
dinner.

Yutu walked to the garbage bin and cracked his whip at it to drop it
on its side. He kneeled in the garbage juices soaked earth and rummaged through
the rubbish. He pulled the tie out of the foul pile and embraces it to his
chest.

This tie was a birthday present from Satsuki, an order she made from
some American website she used Beast to fool into thinking she paid for the
gift with a non-existing credit card.

A memory of the touch of the foreign wrapping paper burnt at Yutu's fingertips as they felt the tie's damp fabric he
held to his chest.

Kanoe added her own gift to Satsuki's with a pair of shiny fancy shoes
from a very expensive, very stylish shop uptown.

The image of Kanoe vanished from Yutu's
memory like a faded shade. All he could see when he thought of her was the
image of a cast off blanket she shed on her way from their steaming bed to the
shower, the fabric pouring lazily from the chair where it was perched, down to
the smooth black marble floor, reflecting the soft light above with it's expensive satin quality.

Tears scorch at the rims of his eyes. Blinking, he makes the roll out
and flow down his cheeks.

The smell of the garbage all around him is beaten away by a sweet odour
of lavender and daisies. Yutu looks up to see Blue Fairy in her canoe, waiting
for him in the silent heavy night. The moon above shines down on her, making
the bright blue of her outfit beam and her transparent wings to glitter like a
billion stars.

Climbing to his feet, Yutu wobbles over and steppes
onto her vessel, collapsing on its floor.

With his arm dangling above the ground she hovers over, his head laid
sideways on the edge of the canoe, Yutu winces at the sight of a small scrawny
shadow crawling over to the pile of poured trash, sending a child's skeleton
palms to rummage it in search of food.

"Don't look Love" sweet silver bells sing to him
"you've had your share of despair and pain for one night"

Yutu's sobs echo in the
gently blowing wind as the canoe speeds on towards Venuses' field.

Venus lies in a heap of daisies, rising up to welcome her Love.

Leaning on his home's doorframe, Jacob keeps an eye on his wife and
the approaching watermaster.

As soon as Venus's arms encircle him Yutu sinks into overwhelming
warmth and softness. He closed his eyes and rests. Then he burst into tears and
embraces Venus back.

Yutu washes away the last trails of soap from his body, stops the
water's flow and grabs at his towel to dry off.

Walking back to the home he rubs at his eyes to feel how scorching
they are. He can always say they're red because he got soap in his eyes; that's the biggest plus of taking a morning
showers these days. No one will suspect he was crying again and no one will pester
him with mercy which will only serve to remind him of just how miserable he is.

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Yutu made it a habit to take the new undertakers' lunches to them
personally. Walking up to them with a trey of cool drinks and sandwiches gave
him a good excuse to both check up on Fuma and catch a breath of fresh air
after being in the office choking on Seiichiro's co-workers-and-nothing-else
attitude towards him.

"Lunch's here!"

"Ah, and what is it today office man?" Jacob trots over
merrily. His earth covered hands reach out to two sandwiches; one immediately
stuffing his mouth with the food and the other hiding the second sandwich in
his pant's pocket.

"Well there's tuna salad, egg salad and salami"
Yutu beams merrily, trying his best to not jot his eyes to the number on
Jacob's sandwich hiding hand.

Jacob's face turn grey, his eyes scrutinize Yutu's
face suspiciously "What's this white stuff in the salami
sandwiches?"

"Cream white cheese"

Jacob slaps the salami sandwich in his hand ungracefully back on the
trey, shooting a glare at Yutu.

"I'll eat those" Fuma reaches out to the banished sandwich
and bows shortly at Yutu "idatakimasu"

Yutu beams at Fuma while trying to ignore Jacob's rants in the
background as the chief undertaker keeps glaring at Yutu while munching on his
lunch.

When he was still in the city, Yutu asked Alex what Jacob meant in a
particular speech he memorized the last time he spent some time with Venus.

Alex looked a little surprised, a cunning smile sneaking up the edge
of his lips.

"What? What's he saying about me?"

Reluctantly, Alex answered him "He calls you a dumb blond
and�well�.a gentile"

"Just a gentile, nothing else?"

Alex looked away and tried very hard to stop himself from smiling.

"Alex, what's he saying about me?"

"I will not translate what he says regarding you being a gentile;
I will only say that it refers to your mother's occupation and a certain,
rather unhealthy dog involved in the process of making you�.."

Yutu blinked and gaped.

Yutu blinked and looked at Fuma squatting by the half covered third
mass grave, a sandwich in one hand and a glass of cool lemonade in another.

"How are you doing Fuma-san?"

Fuma frowns as he looks up at Yutu and a drop of sweat leaks down the
side of his face "You're referring to me as 'san' now? How
come?"

"Well, you've seemed to have matured much this past few
months"

Fuma's eyes darken.

"I mean, you've always been far too mature for your age, ever
since I can remember you but since you became Justice you've�well, became a man
really"

"You don't remember me Yutu-san, you remember the
Dragon"

"Ah, not quite so Fuma-san, if you'll recall the first time you
walked into a kekkai and glared hell's fire onto me and poor defenceless
Sorata"

A smile begged Fuma's lips to comply,
failing to do so after a short spasm of small twitches "Yeah I remember
that. I thought 'what on earth's going on?! Who did all this mess?!'"

"A ha ha ha! Oh, the death glare you gave us, it gave me the chills even
now"

Jacob walked over to Yutu and refilled his empty cup from the jug with
which's content Yutu played using his powers. "Next time, bring something
kosher for god's sake!"

"It was mayonnaise Jacob-san" Fuma sighed, sending an
offhanded rebuking look at Yutu.

Jacob shot raging glares from one man to another before snatching the
last (salami) sandwich off the trey and sniffing out it's content "It is
mayonnaise!" he cried.

"I'm sorry�..it was a joke"

Poking the sandwich in the air towards Yutu's
nose, Jacob snarled "Trying to prevent a man from his food is never a
joke, you hear me?"

"Yes sir, I'm really very sorry sir"

Jacob huffed and walked away from Yutu, feeling out his pocket to make
sure the three sandwiches he placed there are safe and sound.

"He eats into my share you know" Fuma exclaimed, following
the chief undertaker with his weary eyes "and you know what that
means?"

"No, what?"

"It means he wishes to eat me into starvation"

"I think it's more of a habit then some kind of understated
threat"

Fuma got up to refill his glass "Habit? What kind of a habit is
that?! Why keep it even now when there's food in abundance?"

"�.Fuma-san�.you should try to understand these people"

Fuma emptied his glass with one long swig, his Adam's apple dancing up
and down his sweaty dirty neck, and slammed the glass back onto the trey
"I don't want to understand these people" he stormed away from Yutu, violently tearing
his shovel out of the pile of earth it was stuck in as he walked towards Jacob.

"It not Jacob you're talking about, is it Fuma-kun?" Yutu
sighed "Do as you wish, you're only making matters worse like this but why
listen to me? Who am I anyway?"

He walked into his office and plopped down into his chair, casting
miserable glances at Seiichiro whose head was buried amidst piles of papers
"Who indeed?"

***************

The day was hot and humid and the sun beating down on the house made
the rooms within it into small ovens.

Yutu walked into his room after lunch and tore the windows open. It
didn't help.

Clawing at his tie (the old one he rescued from the garbage, now clean
and ironed) Yutu huffed and undressed until he was wearing nothing but his
boxers.

He cast himself on the bed and kicked away anything that might radiant
heat back into him, the pillow and the blanket along with the duvet.

Seiichiro walked into the room and worked his powers to fill the room
with refreshing breeze.

Seizing this golden opportunity, Yutu twisted himself
seductively on the bed, rubbing a lazy finger down his sweaty torso "Mmm, so refreshing. Thank you S-e-ii-chan"

Loosening his tie, Seiichiro cast a glance at the man on the bed and
immediately averted his eyes.

Yutu learned that this was not something against him but simply an old
habit Seiichiro probably brought into this world since he was old enough to
spot innuendo when he saw it.

Seiichiro walked over to the window and removed his jacket (folding it
neatly and placing it in its place on the clothes rake where the clothes in
need of washing wait for their laundry turn).

Yutu got off the bed and walked up to Seiichiro, wrapping his arms
around his lover while unbuttoning his shirt. He brought his lips to the windmaster's ear and purred "Make love to me"

Seiichiro turned around, his hands instinctively landing on Yutu's waist. Behind the dusty lenses of his glasses Seiichiro
eyes cloud with need as they travel from Yutu's
bright green orbs to his lips.

Oh yes, let there be light and fire and passion, be my Seii-Seii again.

They kissed, wrapping their arms tightly around each other despite the
heat it produced in the nagging warm air around them.

Taking tumbling steps backwards while tilting his head back to allow
Seiichiro better access to his neck, Yutu dragged the both of them back onto
the bed.

They landed on the mattress with a thud and began undressing each
other frantically.

It's been so long since they last made love, the need of both was
aching to give itself release.

Downstairs Arashi and Sorata walked into the house after a check-up
visit at the infirmary (Charlie chirped happy news of the baby's good progress
and gave them both a hugs while they cried happily).

The sound of the shutting door tore Seiichiro's
head from Yutu's chest.

"Seii-Seii?"

The watermaster leaped off the bed, scooping his neglected clothes
from the floor and throwing them back on quickly.

"What's wrong? Where are you going? What did you hear?" Yutu
flipped to lie on his belly, reaching out as if to grab his escaping lover as
he dashed out of the room.

Through the open doors, the sounds of conversation leaked into Yutu's ears.

"Arashi-chan! How was the trip to the doctor's?
What did he tell you? Is everything alright?"

Yutu couldn't hear Sorata chirping his merry answer; depression stifled
his senses.

He pulled himself off the bed and waddled over to the door, which he
slammed so powerfully the ceiling showered him with plaster powder and bits of
torn paint.

After thinking about it for a few minutes, Yutu threw his undershirt
on and stormed out of his room in boxers, startling Kazuki in his skimpy outfit
as he brushed past her on the way to the house's main door.

Vash caught up with him halfway to the daisy field.

"Listen man, I know its hot today but�.dude, your package's
visibly swingin' around in those boxers"

"So?! Let the world see my package!
Maybe this way I'll attract someone to fool around with, someone who's not
deranged by parental hormones!" he kicked at a patch of daisies, ripping a
few little white and yellow heads and casting them into the air.

He collapsed on the ground, kneeling, and banged his head into the
ground several times before Vash's gloved hands
grabbed his shoulders to stop him from doing it more.

With the soft warm light falling into them, Vash's
eyes became two clear bright turquoise pools as they stared softly at Yutu.

Love let a sly smile sneak up his lips. His hands, which clawed at Vash's red covered padded shoulders miserably, now trailed
the broad shoulders, down the arms and up the wide chest.

"You're such a handsome man really, Vash, I always wondered why
no one finds their way into your arms"

Vash frowned worriedly, shaking his head gently
"Y-Yu�.don't�."

Yutu shot angry golden brows up his sweaty forehead "Oh? Why not?
Am I that appalling?" he shot to his feet, walking backwards angrily
"Are you like that little tight ass wind breaking asshole?"

"Hah, wind-breaking, that's a good one�.I mean no, I'm not it's
just that�.well�.you're desperate and heartbroken and that's�..just something
you'll have to get over, but not in this way�."

Yutu stopped, bending his back a little, letting his arms dangle down
limply "Heartbroken?! Heartbroken?! I'm Love, you'd think I'd know
when I'm heartbroken and I'm definitely not that!"

Vash shrugged and climbed to his feet.

"Bitter much, but not heartbroken. Being heartbroken is caused by
a relationship ending you know"

"And yours didn't?"

Storming forward, Yutu charged at Vash, pushing him violently
backwards.

Vash did not fight back, nor did he grab Yutu's
hands to stop him from pushing him again and again and again until Love
collapsed to the ground with squeaking sobs.

"I'm really, very sorry Yu�."

Yutu wiped his tears and looked up at his bodyguard, smiling softly
"That's okay, you really shouldn't. It's not your fault or anything�.I
know a relationship when it's dying�.I just need to
stop living in denial�"

Soft pads behind them told them of Venus walking up to them. She knelt
by her Love and wrapped a delicate arm around his sweaty shoulders.

"You can stay at my home tonight if you want to�."

Yutu embraced her back and patted her head softly "That's okay
Venus, but I'm afraid your husband might burn me alive if I so much as lay one
foot in your house"

"I can talk to him, he'll understand"

"Oh but I can't�."

"Love" Blue Fairy sat down on Yutu's
other side, placing a soft gloved palm on his knee "it will help you to be
amongst us; it strengthens you and will help you feel better"

Yutu looked from her, to Vash, to Venus and finally at the flowers
under him, musing.

"Okay. But I won't be sleeping in your place Venus, I'm still a
bit weary of your husband�.can I stay with you tonight Vash-san?"

Vash opened his mouth and immediately closed it.

Blue Fairy gave the gunman an educating look, cocking her head a bit.

"But I'm staying in Alex's room�.and there's only one bed
there�."

"You can make another bed Vash, you're made like that" Venus
beamed at him.

"What? No, I mean�.it's a bed man, it's not like I can just make
it out of thin air"

"Yes, you can Vash"

"No I can't!"

"I'll be a good boy Vash, I promise" Yutu smiled pleadingly.

"Okay. But bring something nice from your house, Yuzuriha makes
such fine cookies and only on the evenings when Karen's home to glare at
me"

"I'm sure she won't glare at you if you won't ogle at her�."

Vash burst into wild high pitched giggles "It's not me man, it's
those things she wears"

Yutu sighed and got up, walking back to his house while giving Vash a
manly pat to the back as thanks.

Love's creatures stared after him worriedly.

"H-he�.he seems to be falling apart a bit these days�" Venus
mumbled as she followed her Love with her eyes.

"Don't worry, it's just a heartache, it'll pass as quickly as it
came if his last relationship's end is any example" Fairy encouraged her.

"Yeah but�.I don't know, this one seems to run deeper then the
Ferret affair"

"As long as we're here for him he'll be alright" Vash joined
the girls, smiling down at the encouragingly.

"By the way" Fairy straightened a soul searching gaze at
Vash "what was he talking about before?"

"Nothing!"

"Vash"

"Yes Venus?"

"You need to realize what you are and what you can do with
it"

"��nnnn"

"The faster you'll do that the better you'll be in serving
Love"

"��."

*************************

Karen and Seiichiro sat in the living room when Yutu walked into the
house. He stopped to observe them.

Scattered pieces of fabrics lay all around them on the sofa and the
coffee table. All were in bright cheerful pastel colours and all were brand new
from the rolls which with the food convoy.

Karen was busy cutting duckling shapes in a bright yellow fabric while
Seiichiro struggled to thread a string through a needle's hole.

Judging by the intense look in Seiichiro's eyes
and the obviously childish theme of the fabrics the two dealt with, Yutu
guessed the task they were occupied by.

By the way Karen frowned a little and shot short glances at the man by
her side, Yutu predicted a fight was about to break and saw this as an
opportunity to shoot his thrashing, dying relationship it's merciful deadly
bullet.

Noting Karen picked a green fabric to sow the ducklings onto Seiichiro
reached out to snatch it out of her grasp "Don't do the curtains in green,
they should be in pink, everything should be pink"

Karen stared at Seiichiro, distancing the fabric from his reach in the
meantime "Why? The baby's age is unknown until its birth"

"Well it should be pink"

"Why? Do you think it's going to be a girl? There are fifty
percent chances it might be a boy"

"Don't refer to the baby is an it and choose a pink fabric
Karen-san"

"Green is unisex Seiichiro. It's also the colour of a kekkai and
Sorata said it'd make Arashi more confident with this colour"

"Here" Seiichiro picked up a lovely soft pink fabric from
the table and tried to replace the cloth in Karen's hand with it "this is
a lovely piece isn't it? It's a shame to waste it"

"Aoki Seiichiro! Would you listen to yourself? The father of
the baby asked me to choose a green fabric. Jesus Christ, would you stop
that!"

"Don't bother Karen" Yutu stepped into the scene "his
ears are plugged with obsession, his eyes are blind
with derangement"

Seiichiro's eyes blazed hell as he
glared at Yutu "What?!"

Shrugging, Yutu climbed up the stairs to his room "I've said what
I've said and I'm not taking it back"

Seiichiro shot to his feet and dashed after the watermaster.

He tore the door of his room open, stormed in, and slammed it shut
behind him "What on earth are you talking about Kigai?!"

Yutu spun on his heels powerfully, eyes already streaming with tears
"I say it as I see it; you're obsessed with�."

"That is not true�."

"Arashi and Sorata's baby, oh no wait,
you only register Arashi�."

"Now hang on there mister�."

"Or, more like a certain part of Arashi,
you're not even referring to her as a person anymore do you�."

"Kigai�."

"Don't you understand Seiichiro?! You're maddened by your grief!
You're�."

Seiichiro raised a threatening finger at Yutu "Do not talk of
what you don't know�."

"You think stalking those poor kids�."

"You never had a child, never stopped screwing around to settle
down and behave like a decent human being, you never loved like I�."

"I loved plenty of people, with all of my heart!"

"No Kigai, you were a playboy and nothing more while
I�.."

"At least I wasn't a boring office jerk�."

"I worked hard to put bread on my family's table, ever had that
kind of goal in your life?! I don't think so, not while you slept around with
women twice your age and girl half of it�."

"I did not sleep with Satsuki, our relationship was far
deeper then that and do not talk about what you don't know! Fuck this; I
shouldn't have told you about it, you didn't really hear half of it�"

"Your life was empty Kigai, while mine were filled with meaning
and love�."

"You're a real asshole Seiichiro you know?"

"You're in no position to tell me anything about anything, you
miserable little old playboy"

"Old?! At least I don't behave it, you
starch-brained geek"

"Well maybe you should, maybe you'll discover a few brain cells
you didn't know you had before while you're at it"

By now Yutu was trembling with rage, frustration and despair. His last
hope of somehow patching things up with Seiichiro by this wake up talk crashed violently
before his eyes and turned into a sour, twisted acid of disappointment.

"Look at me Seiichiro�look at
me! I'm crying, because of you�"

Seiichiro inspected the man him shortly before walking past him and
sitting on the chair facing their room's window.

After a moment of silence broken only by Yutu's
miserable sobs, Seiichiro spoke.

"I made a mistake with you Yutu-san�.a mistake I'm very sorry
about, but a mistake nonetheless"

Yutu stifled a squealing sob, clenching his fists powerfully.

"I-I shouldn�t have given in to you so quickly, shouldn't have
tried to forget while using you to distract myself�.I'm really, very
sorry"

Yutu remained sobbing and whimpering for a few minutes. When he calmed
his breath enough to speak he turned to Seiichiro "D-did you (hick) did
you ever l-lo-(hick) did you ever lo-love me?"

Seiichiro inclined his head to the side so he could see Yutu at the
edge of his sight "�..Yes, I did�.very dearly�.but apparently I did not
bother to get over my past before creating any kind of future"

Huffing a strange kind of sobbing laughter, Yutu smiled "Then you
loved me�..you did love me at some point�..didn't you?" his vision was
constantly blurred by tears which did not stop. Locating Seiichiro's
general direction was made by a mere guess.

Seiichiro bent his head and turned it back to the window, choosing to
remain silent.

Moving slowly, still sobbing and hiccupping, Yutu began collecting his
belongings from the floor, the bed, the table and the closet of their newly
broken nest.

He made sure no one was in the corridor and in the living room before
he stepped out of the house and took a ride with Blue Fairy to the Rescue Team
house.

***********************

Karen, who fled to the Rescue Team's living room as soon as she heard
shouts from Yutu and Seiichrio's room, opened the
door to a weeping, quivering Yutu.

She snatched him into her arms and dragged him to a sofa without
uttering a word besides soothing coos. She sat him down and ran her hand from
his head to his back with long soft caresses, planting an odd chaste kiss on
the top of his head before laying her head on his. She rocked him back and
forth softly, making small soothing noises into his whimpers and sobs.

The door to the house opened and a man Yutu clearly remembered seeing
taken out to the graveyard after a failing treatment in the infiramry,
stepped into the living room. His eyes burnt in turquoise and
his aura, as he walked towards them and sat besides Yutu, was Death's.

The zombie wrapped his arms around Love and remained silent. His body
showed no signs of decay, regenerating into a state as if he was alive again,
radiating soothing human warmth onto the weeping Love in his arms.

Between the two pressing bodies, Yutu gave into the despair and misery
he fought to hide and repress all this time.

"I want my daddy�" he whimpered between one sob and another
some two hours later, as he lay on the sofa within comforting arms, in a
complete trance of emotional outlet "I (hick) daddy�.my daddy�"

Yutu collapsed into a comatose sleep, giving in to exhaustion.

The zombie carried Love in his arms to Vash's
room and, together with Karen, neatly tucked the sleeping man. They puffed up
the pillow before placing Yutu's heavy head on it and
wrapped the blanket tightly around his weary body.

Vash stepped in, his eyes glowing pink as he walked up to the bed to sat by Love's sleeping figure. He placed a hand on the man's
shoulder and rubbed it gently. He turned to two in the room "It's alright;
I'll look after him from now. Thank you for being there for him, now it's time
for us Love things to care him"

The Zombie nodded and exited the room. Karen lingered on, hanging
worried eyes at the man on the bed.

"Don't worry honey bunch, he's safe now"

Karen resisted the urge to kick Vash's head
in for referring to her like that, and instead walked out of the room to cool
off a bit.

She can always do it in another time and pretend it's because he
stared at her chest again�

***************

Arashi and Sorata were hanging the laundry in the backyard. Seiichiro
followed them with his eyes, tears obscuring his vision from time to time
before rolling down his cheeks.

Yutu is right; he is becoming an obsessed, horrible stalker, driven by
his uncontrolled grief and sorrow.

He is a burden to this house a shameful excuse of a man. He is not behaving
like a respectable human being. He should stop it.

Playing with a whisk of a wild idea, Seiichiro leaned out of the
window to size up the distance from the windowsill and the ground below.

Ridiculous. It will only add more shame to
his name.

No, he will spare this house of his existence, but not like this. He
will leave and go out to travel this world, in search of inner peace if not to
keep himself from harming people around him anymore.

He packed up a small bag of clothes, a blanket and a pillow, and
walked down to the kitchen to grab as much food and cooking utilities as he
could carry with him.

Yuzuriha spotted him in the kitchen as she stood there, contemplating
what to make for dinner.

She followed his moves around the kitchen silently.

Noticing her, Seiichiro stopped to beam a weary apologetic smile at
her.

"You're leaving, aren't you?"

"�.Yes�.I'm sorry if I'm troubling you"

"You do trouble me, saying goodbye to yet another relic of my old
life is a sad thing for me to do"

Seiichiro bowed deeply, taking a deep breath to keep himself from
crying in front the youth.

"But you need to go, don't you?"

Seiichiro nodded.

"Then good luck" she walked towards the watermaster and
hugged him tightly "I hope you'll find what you're looking for"

"Thank you. I love you Yuzuriha-chan, I love all of you. And I'm
so very sorry"

Removing herself from the man's arms, Yuzuriha wiped the tears she
shed and beamed a brave smile up to Seiichiro, nodding.

Seiichiro shouldered his bag and walked out through the front door,
heading towards the forest and beyond.

(tbc)
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