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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.
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Chapter Six – Disappearance
Izumi sat with his knees drawn to his chest. Sasame had to return to the radio station and Hayate accompanied him. He had no idea where any of the other Knights were. He felt almost disgusted with himself at how quickly he became more sentimental about little things. "Hurting Mannen like that was no 'little thing,'" he reminded himself softly. Before his feelings could drop again, a feeling of dread washed over him. "Uso... mayouchuu!"
Izumi jumped from the bed, stumbling slightly. "Now's not the time," he groaned, trying to use his newly developed powers to pinpoint its location.
"No time is ever the right time." Hajime appeared, pulling the boy to the ground as a string of a tar-like substance shot overhead. As it came in contact with the wall, it hissed, burning away the material. "Izumi-kun, Prét?"
Kurasaki stared at the outstretched hand than at the grown-up mayouchuu taking form as it seeped through the cracks in the room. "No way." He pushed Hajime away as another string of acid was fired.
"Izumi!" the Water Knight yelled, watching the caustic and deadly material head straight for the Pretear. Izumi curled into a tight ball, tensing his body in preparation for the impact, but it never came.
"Baka! I thought you were past this! Fight already!" a new voice yelled. Izumi's vision wavered a second. Mannen was standing in front of him, his previous injuries undetectable, his eyes intense with the battle and what had once been the strand of acid crumbling to ice shards before him.
"Mannen, Prét!" Izumi outstretched his hand, without thinking, to Mannen.
The Ice Knight looked at it a moment in surprise, then shook his head in apology. "My Leafe is still weak, Izumi-kun. I don't think I can protect you well enough," he said, rushing to Hajime's side to repel an attack on Shin as the boy erected the barrier.
"Kurasaki-kun, quickly, Prét with me," a voice said to the dumbfounded Pretear, an elegant hand entering his field of vision.
Izumi was startled to look up to see the Light Knight offering his hand to him. The gray-eyed boy shook his head vigorously. "No! I don't want anyone getting hurt because of me!" he said with vehemence.
The Light Knight's eyes narrowed. "There's a higher chance of our getting hurt if you don't Prét with use, Kurasaki-kun. That includes Mannen too." Both Knight and Pretear turned their eyes toward the battle, each tensing nervously as Goh and Mannen struggled against another attack. Izumi closed his eyes with determination and thrust his hand into Kei's.
Once again the world seemed to shift and there was the joy of the union of his soul and his knight's, but it somehow didn't seem nearly as intense as his Prét with Mannen. When Izumi opened his eyes he was in a glittering gold outfit... rather short cut and with tights to Izumi's embarrassment, though Goh gave him an appreciative whistle before returning to the creature.
"Kei, you all right in there?" Izumi asked nervously.
‘Just perfect, for all your fussing your synchronization is very high. Now, just as before, but this time focus on the power of light.’
Izumi nodded, and took to the air and launched into the battle. It was pretty bad; the creature seemed to be able to shoot innumerable strands of acid and the Knights were taking a good beating.
‘GOH!’ Izumi heard Kei shriek as Goh took a deep burn on his side. "Kei-san?" he mumbled.
It was as if Izumi could feel the struggle Kei had over breaking Prét to rush to the Fire Knight or staying and fighting. Their hesitation cost them. The Knight’s yell echoed in the boy’s ear as a sizable amount of acid assaulted them.
“Kei!”
Izumi covered his ears, dropping to his knees. “Stop yelling each other’s names! Stop yelling at me!”
“Get up!” Goh shouted, his eyes fiercely narrowed.
The boy heard the creature’s shrieks, probably of joy over having claimed victory, as he knelt there. “I never wanted this… any of it…”
‘Izumi-kun, get up. Get up now! You have to focus!’
“I’ll never be as good as your ‘Himeno-neechan’,” he whispered.
“Not like this.”
Gray eyes rose to see the Wind Knight glaring down at him, a shield erected. There was another rift in the barrier as Sasame appeared; he fired directly into the mayouchuu’s side. Hayate dragged the boy to his feet. “Sense the core and sense it now,” he hissed, his voice as caustic as the acid that was flying.
Izumi returned his glare and jerked away, taking a deep breath. He immediately felt the power of the Light Knight growing within himself. His eyes snapped open with raw determination and he almost immediately found the core of the monster. Izumi jumped and flew forward, forming a sphere between his spread hands.
“Chakram of Light!” he yelled, firing. The energy attack sliced through the core and creature, dissolving it. Izumi felt his feet touch solid ground as the barrier fell. He whimpered, sliding to his knees as his outfit glowed and Kei appeared at his side.
Goh rushed over, pressing a hand to the Light Knight’s bleeding side, ignoring his own wounds. “Daijoubu?” he rushed out.
“Aa. It’s not as bad as it seems,” Kei smiled weakly.
The Kurasaki boy pushed himself up and strolled shakily from the room.
“Izumi-kun.”
He pretended he didn’t hear Shin as he slowly loped down the stairs. Once at the bottom, he dropped onto the last step with a loud groan. Izumi ran his hands through his dark hair, kneading the scalp. “At least Hayate talked to me…” He listened to the footsteps coming up to his flight of stairs and figured it was a friend of theirs. He was sadly mistaken. “Masaka…!”
Jun grabbed his ankle as he tried to run, making him fall. He pulled the boy back down the stairs and to his feet, a broad grin spreading across his face. “I missed you, Izumi-chan.”
Izumi tried to suppress his shudders as the other’s hand roamed his body. His scream was cut short by the hand clamping over his mouth. Jun forced the white cloth tighter against his favorite toy’s face and watched with a smirk as the fumes of the content took affect, Izumi’s gray eyes becoming blank and empty. Half-carrying, half-dragging the body, he made his way back outside.
“He’s had enough time to think,” Mannen said hastily as the minutes passed and Izumi had yet to return. He disappeared and reappeared at the stairs where Izumi’s presence was had been the strongest last, hoping to find him. The Ice Knight checked the whole apartment before returning to the room. “He’s gone, and I can’t sense him anywhere else.”
The younger boys’ eyes widened. Mannen’s hand clenched into a tight fist at his side and his expression turned hard.
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