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Disclaimer 1: 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
though is definitely mine!
Warning: naughty
dreams….
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Since the night Alex
took his vow to Kamui he hadn’t left the youths’ side for a second. Wherever
Kamui went, so did Alex, keeping an eye on the boy like a body guard.
Whenever new people
would near Kamui, on the street or on the CLAMP campus ground Alex would scan
them to see if they’re of any danger to Kamui and only until he made sure they
weren’t would he loosen his stance a bit. He made Keiichi very nervous, looming
over him whenever the bigger teen neared Kamui a little too much for Alex to
bear.
At first Kamui was a
little uneasy with his new bodyguard. Then he just got used to it, behaving as
if he had an extra shadow.
He couldn’t forget the
moments when Alex was kneeling at his feet; he couldn’t forget the embrace he
gave him, the love in Alex’s eyes. Perhaps the Kamui who was with Alex in that
dimension is still somewhere inside him, and had kicked him into gear when
danger came for Alex….perhaps.
Kamui was
uncomfortable in mornings as he walked out of his room and saw Alex sitting on
the floor, leaning on the wall by his doorstep with his eyes closed. Alex would
lean on that wall by his door when Kamui went to sleep but he was standing
then.
It happened a lot,
every time Alex would open his eyes and beam a smile at the boy greeting him on
the morning.
“You….You sat here all
night?”
“Hmm?! Oh…errr,
yeah….you know” he shrugged and got off the floor brushing his clothes.
Kamui blushed a little
and backed off into his room.
That evening as Kamui
walked into his room and Alex leaned on the wall as usual he turned to the
taller man “Alex, you can sleep in my room in a proper bed if you want….”
Alex stared at Kamui
surprised.
Kamui immediately
realized what it sounded like and turned into a lovely color of light red.
“Can I?”
“Y…yes…I made a bed
for you” Kamui walked in, Alex trailing after him sheepishly.
On the floor, near the
wall by the one Kamui’s bed was against a thin futon with a blanket and a
pillow lay.
Alex looked at the
thing, confused. “Japanese people…you really puzzle me you know”
“Why is that?”
“Oh, never mind,
nothing you did in particular” he smiled at Kamui and settled into the bed, his
clothes changing into a pajama-like outfit of a looser vest and boxers, both
black.
Kamui walked to the
light switch to turn it off when he noticed, in the corner of his eye, Alex
taking off his vest to settle deeper under the blanket.
He saw, on the muscled
chest, another tattoo on the right peck muscle: a triangle half in pink and
half in red. When Alex turned around to put his vest in a tidy pile Kamui saw
long scars on the man’s back.
He walked over behind
Alex and crouched. His fingers lay on the scars carved into the stark white
skin.
Alex stopped moving;
he was looking at something on his finger and didn’t notice Kamui walking
behind him. The soft touch, trailing from his shoulder blades down his back
sent shivers through his spine. He only wished Kamui would concentrate on his
back and not see what was raising under the blanket in the front side of
him….or that he’d notice it and do something about it….aaaarrrrrg, what was
he thinking?!
“Those scars….did you
get them in one of the dimensions….?”
“N…no” Alex kicked
himself mentally, fighting hard to concentrate through the thoughts that washed
over him. ‘Grab Kamui, throw him flat on his bed, take him…..’ a voice yelled
in his head.
“Then where?”
“…..”
“Did they do this to
you where they imprisoned you?”
“Kamui….you asked the
same questions when we knew each other. You insisted on me telling you though I
knew it will hurt you. I refuse to tell you now; I’m not doing the same mistake
again”
“Why? What did it do
to me that I knew?”
“Well…nothing really,
it made you sad….it’s things you shouldn’t know about Kamui, things you have no
connection to….maybe you’ll learn about it in history classes one day if this
academy is anything good”.
Kamui took his fingers
away from Alex, suddenly realizing what this touch must be doing to Alex. He
got up and walked to finally turn the light off “good night”
“Good night Kamui”
Alex sounded tired.
Instead of sleeping Alex
tried to make himself comfortable on the strange bed.
‘They call this a
bed?! It’s nothing but a piece of cloth on the hard flood! And this pillow! Is
this a pillow?! It’s more like a brick! How can anyone be comfortable on
anything like this?! No wonder this nation had things like seppuku and Kamikaze,
they’d kill themselves rather then sleep on beds like this! Tssk’.
He sat up, hoping
Kamui wouldn’t see him do so. He looked over at the sleeping youth longingly,
and sighed.
He shouldn’t have had
those thoughts before when Kamui touched him. The poor boy is nothing but the
lost lamb of a creature he first met in that lost dimension, innocent and
frightened. He’ll never think of forcing himself on Kamui, not until he’ll get
a clear and obvious approval from the youth.
He can at least dream
can’t he? Alex nestled back under the thin cover, closed his eyes and tried to
concentrate on the lovely thought.
Kamui lying inside his
coffin in their room. The violet velvet around him matching the eyes that open
to him as Alex walks near the young vampire.
Kamui rising slowly
from his resting place to sit in it. Kamui looking up at him in expectation and
love, a little amusement and lust. He had a look of “I own you, you know that,
you think you’re the dominant but I’m the one who makes the rule. I’m the one
holding your leash”.
In his dream Alex
stood above the platform raised coffin towering over Kamui sat. The boy send
his hands caressing Alex’s chest, going lower. Alex bent down to kiss Kamui,
moving his tongue along the deadly sharp fangs.
Kamui’s hands opened
his pant’s zipper and slipped a hand inside. In his dream Alex let out a sigh.
Once the dream ended
Alex opened his eyes back to reality. Kamui only changed his position on his
real life bed. He was safely deep in sleep, unaware of anything.
Alex thought of the
look he had put in his dream Kamui’s eyes “I’m the one holding your leash” was
his Kamui really like that? No…he wasn’t, he was no submissive creature either
but he surely wasn’t that dominant…
perhaps it’s something
Alex started developing in this world…
***********************
Kamui had a trip to Princess Hinoto’s basement.
It was the only place that Alex couldn’t accompany
him to; Alex made the princess’s skin crawl. She asked Kamui never to bring “The
Fuma men with a number on his hand” along, ever.
As he walked towards the Diet building, Kamui
truly missed the feeling of something there protecting him. Has he gotten so
used to Alex protecting him all the time? Has he grown that dependant? What if
Alex would have never arrived when he needs him? Would he be so spineless if he
hadn’t known there’s someone guarding him all the time?
Perhaps he wasn’t really missing the protecting
presence of Alex, but missing Alex himself?
Hinoto spoke of Toujo
Pharmaceuticals’ CEO Kamui saved at Sunshine 60. the dreaming princess
suggested Saiki would accompany Kamui as he goes to the company’s hospital to
see the man for further explanations.
By the time he walked
out of Hinoto’s territory, Kamui was so determined on surviving without Alex he
forgot all about him. He didn’t call him over to guard him while he walked
around the town.
It was a grave
mistake.
At the CEO’ room, as
they talked about Nataku, the earth quaked under the building they inhabited.
The people around them
swarmed in panic, machines ratteled, other patience shrieked and called for
help, but through all this Kamui could hear the ear piercing sound of a Kekkai
formed.
‘That sound! A Dagon
of Heaven is near. One of the Seven Seals has made a spirit shield!’ he looked
out the window, frustrated at his impotence at making the protective shield.
Inside the kekkai he
saw Yuzuriha still in her CLAMP academy uniforms, floating in the middle of her
shield. She would face the Harbinger herself, whoever that will be.
“YUZURIHA!” he screamed.
Kamui broke the glass
of the window and leaped to the windowsill, preparing to jump out. He turned
back to Saiki who reached out to stop him “Look after him!” he nodded towards
the injured CEO and leaped out.
Saiki ran to the
window, calling Kamuis’ name after him.
But Kamui was too late;
he watched the Kekkai fading slowly away like a ragged curtain rising. Something
happened to Yuzuriha!
“The spirit
shield!”. Fuma’s voice rang inside his
head “See how quickly it unravels? A spirit shield of vast strength…and yet it
is as fragile as the life that made it. Your friend nears death”
“YUZURIHA!”
he remembered, this
morning, she made him promise that whenever he’ll be in any problem he’ll call
her for help. He could still feel her little pinky finger holding his as they
made a promise!
The mayhem was all
around him; people screaming and shouting, running away from the wreckage.
“Yuzuriha!” he called
out amongst the crowd but no one answered “YUZURIHA!” not a response,
only buildings within ten different circles in Shinjuku rumbled as the electric
cables and optic fibers in them pulled out, tearing them from the inside.
**********************
Kamui searched and
searched but found no 14 year old girl with a dog spirit anywhere.
Eventually he landed
in front of one of the buildings where he spotted Saiki behind a banister on
the entrance to the lobby.
“SAIKI! I…I
can’t find Yuzuriha anywhere!” he called out, climbing the stairs to where
Saiki was standing behind a banister that only let his head be seen.
“Saiki” the head he
saw wasn’t behind the banister, it was….
“Sa….”
Kamui’s breath became
heavy. He was looking at a head…..
It was laid on top
of the banister, without a body attached to it…..
Kamui heard his heart
pounding in his chest powerfully. He looked at the blood splashed, dripping from
the wall at the corner of the building’s entrance. His heart pounded again,
raking through his body.
The head fell from the
banister in an oozy little thud.
Shock was running down
Kamui’s spine as an ice fist hit his brain. Anger filled him. Alongside his
shock he was furious; it was taking over any other emotion.
Something dripped on
him from the ceiling, it landed on his cheek. He took some with his finger and
looked at it. It was blood.
From above him dropped
the rest of Saiki and landed on the floor with a heavy thud, as oozy and hard
as the head’s.
“You’re late” said
Fuma’s voice from above him. The Dragon leaped to the banister behind Kamui.
Kamui saw the blood on
Fuma’s clothes, on the hands he slipped into his pockets so casually.
“We just got done” no
expression, no emotion, as if it was something almost boring.
Kamui knelt by Saiki’s
head on the bloody floor, he reached out to the thing. “You” he bent over
Saiki, placed his palm on the side of Saiki’s face. He was saying goodbye to
the sentiments that the thing made him feel and kept him from getting absorbed
by his anger
“You did this…to
Saiki” he gritted his teeth; sheer anger finally took over anything he felt.
“FUMAAA!” He
screamed, rising from his crouch. A gush of psychic force blowing off rocks and
bits of the floor around him, aimed in a violent gush towards the other Kamui.
A huge explosion
attracted the attention of Arashi and Sorata who were walking around looking
for Yuzuriha.
It also attracted
Alex’s attention at the park where he was walking around fondling a cat in his
arms.
Kamui was really
fighting Fuma this time; bursts and explosions could be heard as he chased his
twin star around the ten circles set by Satsuki.
He was causing
devastation as grave as what the cyber girl wished for. Watching this, she
smiled at her mega computer’s screen.
In his condition Kamui
couldn’t care about the fact he can’t create a Kekkai to at least save the
building’s Kekkai as he chased Fuma around.
The Dragon of Earth
managed to dodge most of the blows set on him so far. An energy blast knocked
the stylish sunglasses off him. The Dragon stopped running. Deciding it’s his
turn to play he stood still, waiting.
Kamui flew at him, a
ball of energy in his hand, his face wet with the tears and Saiki’s blood. His
emerald gems mad with anger, the pupils narrowed until they almost seemed catlike.
He sent the ball at
Fuma but this time the Dragon stayed still, countering the attack. Still in his
flight towards the Dragon, Kamui sent his hand, his palm straight and hard, and
drove it right into Fuma….into his shoulder.
The Dragon didn’t as
much as flinch.
He held the Kamui’s hand
and pulled it out of his flesh.
Kamui kept crying furiously
but his evil aura relaxed, the Dragon sure knew what buttons to push to switch
his opponent’s emotions from one to another.
“Ah…!” the Dragon
said, not even looking at Kamui, he took Kamui’s head in his. “This is the spot
here” he placed Kamui’s bloody on his chest where his heart is “you see? That’s
where you want to aim”.
He removed his hand
from Kamui’s head and placed it on the slim waist.
Kamui placed his other
hand on Fuma’s. This intimate holding was too much, he didn’t want it….Fuma
wasn’t….
…..Wasn’t who?
“What’s wrong? Go on”
the Dragon’s voice cut through Kamui’s concentration “I’ll die. One blow is all
it takes”
Tears streamed from
Kamui’ eyes. The chest under Kamui’s hand; it was soft, not muscular, it was Fuma’s.
His bloody hand didn’t
hit the Dragon, it clutched at his shirt. Kamui leaned into the Dragon’s chest.
He was crying, sobbing, looking for an embrace he was not going to get “But why…tell
me….Fuma…why?!”
The Dragon drew Kamui
closer to him, their faces almost touching. He turned Kamui head to the left
and licked the stream of tears on Kamui’s right cheek. He raised the delicate chin
higher and placed his face against Kamui’s.
They were close
together, so close together and Fuma….Kamui could feel his warm breath against
his lips.
The voice that spoke
to him was also carried by someone else.… in all this confusion and horror Kamui
couldn’t remember who.
“Chances like that
don’t come along too often” the Dragon now licked the stream of tears from Kamui’s
left cheek “pity to have wasted it Kamui”.
A powerful wave
pounded Kamui against a wall so hard it broke his ribs.
With the sound of his
own bones crushing ringing in his ears, Kamui could only spit blood in return
blood. He felt as his arms were pulled and tied at the two sides of the fallen
shred of wall by manipulated metal shards, tightening him to the wall and
restraining him.
The Dragon walked over
to him. “If you truly want to kill me…” he just stood there, completely
ignoring the hole in his shoulder while his twin star fought for breath “you’ll
have to mean it”.
The Dragon walked
closer and lay his palm on Kamui’ chest where his heart was. “This” he said, lying
almost completely on top of Kamui, placing himself comfortably between his open
legs “this is the heart” he bent lower over Kamui.
Things around Kamui began
blurring and darkening under his pain.
“I can cut it out…”
the voice tore him back into clearness, but soon started sinking back in again.
“…carve it up. Perhaps it would be best if I ate it?” he drew his lips
near Kamui’s chest.
“Would you stop
molesting him already” Fuma’s voice came from a mist the Dragon was too deep in
his act to sense around him.
The Dragon felt a boot
on his rib. The next second he was kicked off of Kamui. He got up and glared at
the man in black drawing out his sword again.
“You pissed me off
now, you really hurt him scumbag!” Alex growled, his eyes glowing green fire.
He placed a hand on
Kamui’s forehead, creating a dose of painkillers into the youth’s blood. It
kicked in immediately, spreading soothing warmth around Kamui’s body where pain
rampaged moments ago.
“Hang on there my
prince I’ll be right back” Kamui smiled faintly at Alex, blood dripping slowly
from the edge of his lower lip.
Alex turned to the Dragon;
both were in full battle mode and beaming with malice towards each other. Alex
was about to do something extremely badass-y when he told himself ‘remember
Vash’ and smiled.
He lightened his
stance and walked towards the Dragon. “So, I heard that on your way to make
Earth’s wish come true you make ordinary people’s wishes come true. Wanna hear
my wish?” by now Alex was very near the Dragon.
He drew closer and whispered
in his ear “I’d like Kamui to….”
The Dragon’s eyebrows
shot up his forehead in genuine shock.
Alex drew away from
him, smiling merrily “Now wouldn’t that be nice. You know what? I bet you don’t
have to tie him up or nothing to get him to do that, you only have to be nice
and ask for it”
The Dragon stared at
Alex, his jaw dropped a little.
Just as the light mood
came it went and left Alex in his gravest, darkest, most dangerous of attitudes
“I’m still pissed off at what you just did to him” he said, blowing the Dragon
powerfully away from there.
The Dragon found
himself suddenly flying in an arch straight back to his lair.
***********************
A little while ago,
when Alex told the Dragon of his wish, Sorata and Arashi landed at the fighting
ground.
Pulling out her hidden
sword, Arashi unleashed Kamui of the metal strips that held him tight.
Alex also rushed to
Kamui’s side. He could see the youth was in no pain, but he was also not in a
very good state of consciousness.
“’cmon kid! hang on!”
Sorata was trying to lift Kamui from the wall. Panic was clear in his face.
He was pushed back
violently by Alex “What the hell do you think you’re doing?! His ribs are
broken, if you’ll move him about like that one of the bones can pierce his
lungs or hit his spine, do you want to cripple him forever you idiot?!”
Sorata swallowed his
pride and backed off.
Alex stood by the wall
Kamui laid on, assessing the boy’s condition. He had something in mind, but he
needed approval to do it first.
He turned the boy’s
face to him “Listen to me Kamui, I’m going to give you something to drink that
will heal you from inside. Now don’t you argue, just drink!”
“W…what is it” came
the voice faintly, bringing more blood out of the delicate mouth
“It’s….it’s vampire’
blood Kamui….it will heal you”
Kamui raised his hand
faintly and tried to push Alex’s hand away “I…don’t want…to become…”
“You won’t, that’s not
the way to do it Kamui, this way it’ll just heal you. Kamui you’re gravely
injured, trust me, I’m not trying to turn you into anything against your will. Please
trust me!”
Trust him? Was it him
that he tried to remember when Fuma was licking the tears off of him? Was it?
Yes….
He opened his mouth
and closed his eyes; it was enough of an approval to Alex.
Alex ran his finger on
his left hand’s wrist. The blazing white skin slid open, dark red blood came
oozing out, thick like nothing Arashi and Sorata ever saw.
Alex placed the wrist
above Kamui’s mouth, letting the blood flow into his mouth.
The moment the blood
hit Kamui’s tongue it sent a rainbow of sensations through his body.
He felt new strength and
warmth beyond all measure filling him. But above all that lay pleasure, such
deep erotic pleasure…
Kamui grabbed the
bleeding wrist and brought it to his mouth, closing his lips around the wound.
Arashi was alarmed by
this, she made a small step towards the two ‘What are you doing to him?!’ she
thought frantically.
‘Trust me, I won’t let
him drink more then he needs to, his ribs are healing’ came Alex’s voice in her
head. It reminded her of how Hinoto spoke with her.
As he drank the blood
directly from Alex Kamui closed his eyes. Things Alex saw he now passed to him
through this connection.
He saw himself fall
from a sky above a city in ruins that looked like nowhere he’s ever been to. He
saw some scattered fires around the town and many people running from one place
to the other in panic.
He saw himself with
his shinken in his hand turning a corner and coming face to face with Alex.
This was their first
meeting in the dimension that kidnapped Kamui. The Kamui he was watching looked
up as puzzled as he felt when he saw Alex, “Fuma?” he said like a lost child.
The vision changed, he
saw a man he didn’t know enter a room Kamui thought must have been his.
The man was strangely
pale, his eyes beaming with a strange power. He had blond curly mane of hair
that hung down to his shoulders. His outfit was ancient, a velvety and frilly
mess.
“You want to be with
him?” the man asked, he had a trail of a French accent in his speech.
“Yes” Kamui heard his
own voice speak.
“Then you must become
a Creature of Death” then the man charged at him, grabbed him and bit down into
his neck, draining him of blood.
He saw them both on a
rooftop. Kamui was in pain, he was changing.
He saw his own face as
he was changing into a vampire like the blond man. His skin paled and gained a
beautiful shining light. His eyes brightened a bit enhancing their charming violet
color. His features softened, his hair shone, his lips grew softer and pinker.
Kamui mentally gasped
at this change in him, especially when he saw the fangs that grew a little
sharper behind the rose petal pink upper lip.
Then he saw himself
sit up and look at Alex who landed violently by the blond vampire.
He saw Alex as the
vampire Kamui saw him; something holy, shining with a turquoise aura that
wasn’t as evil as the one Kamui saw him enveloped in before. He saw the wings
and the horns although he could at the same time see that they weren’t really
there but hidden “Death” the vampire him whispered in awe.
This Alex grabbed the
blond vampire by his collar and raised him off the ground growling into his
face “Why did you do this?!”
“So that you can have
him”
“Have you even
ASKED him before?!”
“He did” the vampire
Kamui stood up and walked to Alex’s side. He laid his palm on Alex’s fist clutching
at the blond vampire’s collar.
Alex looked at him, an
expression of surprise and awe mixed together spread on his face “Kamui!”.
He let the vampire go,
this dimension’s Alex turned to Kamui who placed his hands on his chest and
smiled at him softly.
Kamui watched
mesmerized as Alex drew near Kamui and Kamui drew near Alex until they kissed
wrapping their arms around each other.
‘Noooo!’ the
mental Kamui screamed ‘Show me something else…I cannot see this!’ he couldn’t
stand seeing this while the sensations the blood gave him still rampaged across
his body.
‘Alright’ came Alex’
voice calm and soft.
Kamui saw now a little
valley under a house Kamui recognized as the one where the last scene happened.
Alex was standing
still with his head bowed down. It was early morning, maybe 4AM. Kamui saw Alex as he was in
inside mind, in stripes, amongst others like him organized in rows in a dark,
dark place.
Alex was trapped in
some self-cast spell, convinced he was really there.
Kamui saw himself come
running into the picture. He wasn’t a vampire yet, he was still alive. This
Kamui saw Alex from the window of his room and wondered what he might be doing out
there at this hour. He walked down to the little valley and turned to Alex.
“Kamui! What are you
doing here?! It’s head count time, you’ll be seen!” Alex whispered at him,
never daring to raise his head to look at the boy.
“Alex?” Kamui looked
frightened.
“Kamui….god damn it,
get in between the lines, get as back as you can, blend in. if they’ll see you
they’ll kill, you don’t belong here!”
“Where Alex? There’s
no one around here but the two of us”.
Alex still didn’t lift
his head to look at Kamui; he only looked more frantic and nervous.
Finally Kamui took
Alex’s head in his hands and raised his face to him; green misty confused eyes
met determined and soft violet ones. “Alex, there’s no one here” he said
softly.
Slowly, like a Kekkai
unraveling, the stripy uniforms Alex was wearing disappeared along with the
environment that Alex saw himself in.
‘That’s when you first
healed me Kamui’
Kamui didn’t answer
that. He was quiet.
Alex showed Kamui one
last thing, it was when Kamui was taken back to his dimension.
Kamui saw the mess
around; the ground was churned, holes where explosions accrued gaped open like screaming
mouths. A little cottage stood at the background, its walls blackened and
pierced from explosions.
A dead body Kamui
realized must be the demon woman who attacked the machine lay in pieces all
around him. He himself, the vampire him, stood proudly before the hologram
woman speaking to him.
He saw the light coming
from the hologram woman wrapping her hands around Kamui, pulling him closer to
her body now acting as a dimension gate. Kamui saw light enveloping him.
He reached out to Alex
who hurried over as fast as he could to try and grab his hand. It was of no
use, Kamui was sucked into the gate too fast for him to make it in time.
“Alex!” He screamed reaching out
desperately “Alex! Come get me, find me! Alex! I love you!” that’s all
he managed to say before the light consumed him and the gate started shutting
fast.
Alex slammed against
the gate, managing to wedge his right arm inside. Kamui saw the pain it was
causing him twitch Alex’s face.
“You can’t do that!”
the light woman protested but Alex didn’t care
“KAMUI!” he screamed “Wait for me Kamui, I’m
coming! Kamui!” the vision disappeared
‘I love you’ said
Alex’s voice.
The wrist was taken
away from Kamui’s mouth. he opened his eyes and sat up fast “Why did you stop?”
he objected.
“It’s not good for you
to start getting hooked on it Kamui. You’ll start injuring yourself for
nothing, just to get the blood, I saw it before. I gave you as much as you
needed to heal your wounds”.
Kamui fell silent,
looking away from Alex beaming worriedly at him.
“Thank you, I’m sorry
I didn’t trust you” Arashi smiled at the man by Kamui.
Alex turned his face
back to Kamui again, drawing nearer “Drinking it felt nice didn’t it Kamui,”
there was something almost evil in his hinting tone “drinking vampire’s blood
like that has a somewhat, orgasmic element to it…..” he drew near Kamui’s ear
“But the real thing is no match for it”.
Kamui shuddered.
Arashi and Sorata
began moving uncomfortably.
********************
The four walked around the city, following Alex’s
hearing and mind reading to pick up Yuzuriha’s location. They found her in an
army hospital, walking into her room only after the Dragon of Earth who brought
her there left. they made sure she was alright before heading towards their own
home.
The youngest of Seals had lost her inugami in
battle but, as she told them with glittering eyes, the man who brought her here
had cheered her up and helped her recover it. She won’t say who it was. Her
fellow Seals could only shrug and trust her good mood.
Once they were back in Clamp campus each Seal
retired to their rooms for a long rest after a hard evening. All four of them
were pretty much exhausted from the long search stretching into the small hours
of the night.
In his room, while
Alex was straightening his bed for sleep, Kamui suddenly froze on the spot with
shock. “Oh god” he whispered “Saiki!”
Alex looked up at him
from where he sat on the floor.
“Saiki…..Fuma killed
him! The body!….” Kamui shook a little, memories of the way Saiki was running
in his mind again.
“The people who will
handle the cleaning of all the chaos will find it and take it to burial like
any of the other people who died in the earthquake”
“Fuma’s damage, I
forgot all about it! What happened there after we left?”
“Well that Kabalistic
cyber girl the Harbingers have kept wrecking the place until all the building collapsed”
“What?! And all those
people died!”
“Nah, it was pretty
clear after the earthquake, while Yuzuriha fought that girl in the Kekkai most
of the people were evacuated from the scene, don’t worry”
“But…I…couldn’t” Kamui’s
eyes began tearing again, his body shaking even worse.
“You were half dead,
your ribcage was smashed! You couldn’t do anything, you could hardly breath! You
can’t expect so much of yourself Kamui!”. Alex found himself almost yelling to
snap the boy out of his self blaming.
Kamui turned to Alex,
his face twitched in pain. He shot off his spot and crushed directly into Alex’s
arms, curling there miserably. Strong arms wrapped around him lovingly.
In that warm embrace Kamui
let loose all his emotions. He cried like a baby for everything bad that ever
happened to him since he could remember.
Moving from Tokyo after aunt Saya died, his own
mother dying, Tokiko, Kotori; everything bad that’s ever happened to him and
his beloveds.
He even cried about silly
little things like losing his favorite toy at a park ages ago.
For a while Kamui
simply lay in Alex’s arms, clutching the man’s black vest as his emotions came flooding
out.
Alex sent his hand
through Kamui’s silky raven hair, caressed his back a little, planted feather
light kisses on his head. He tried to be as comforting and warm as he could.
His silence, on top of all, was the best comfort amongst all his efforts.
Finally Kamui stopped
crying and gave into asleep in Alex arms.
Noting that, Alex
tried to lift him gently and place him in his bed. But even out of his sleep
Kamui moaned clutched at his vest’s fabric stopping Alex from breaking their
embrace.
And so Alex stayed
this way, embracing Kamui in his deep sweet sleep until he too fell into a soft
refreshing slumber.
(TBC)
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