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The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea	By : bitterfig Category: +S to Z > X/1999 Views: 1177 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author: Bitterfig

Title: The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea

Fandom: X/1999

Pairing: Karen/Aoki/Yuuto

Summary: 20 fragments on Karen, Aoki and Yuuto. Water, wind and fire. Love, hate and indifference.

Beta Reader: Nzomniac

Word Count: 1852

Rating: R

Warning: Het. Yaoi. Violence.

Author�s Note: Written for the live journal community 20_fates

The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea

1

            She had been expecting him to turn up at the Soapland where she worked. She knew the script they would follow.

�Have you come to fight me?� she asked, closing the door to the cubicle.

�At your place of business?� Yuuto asked with a smile. �Certainly not. I wouldn�t want to interfere with your livelihood.�

�You�ll destroy the world, but you won�t interfere with my livelihood?�

�I�ve come here today as a paying customer, Miss Kasumi, not as a Dragon of the Earth.�

�In that case it�ll be 50,000 yen,� she said. �15,000 yen for the bath. 35,000 for extra services. I know it�s a great deal to ask for from a hard-working civil servant.�

�Oh, I disagree. 50,000 yen is scarcely adequate for your attentions. I�d pay much more.�

�I�m very flattered, Mr. Kigai,� Karen said with a laugh. �But 50,000 yen will be sufficient. The rates are set by the house.�

He pressed the money into her hand. She stood, letting the silky pink robe that had covered her fall away.

2

�I thought you would be angry,� Aoki admitted. �I expected someone filled with rage and hatred. You seem so pleasant and light-hearted.�

�I try to be cheerful,� Yuuto said.

�But why are you a Dragon of the Earth? Why are you trying to destroy everything?�

Yuuto shrugged. �Isn�t that what I�m intended to do?� he asked with a smile.

3

Karen saw herself in Yuuto, saw in him a mirror of what she was�a charming cynic, a wry observer, a survivor at all costs, and a whore. In Aoki she saw what she might have been. For this reason she was determined that Yuuto should die and Aoki live though a part of her realized this was not fair to either man or to herself.

4

�Don�t ever let Yuuto near you,� Karen warned Aoki. �Don�t try and talk to him; don�t listen to what he says. He�s poisonous.�

�I�m not a child, Karen,� Aoki said. �I�m capable of defending myself.�

�To be a Dragon of Heaven, we all have to protect something. You�re what I protect. If anything happened to you, I�d be lost as well.�

�Do you really believe that, Karen? That�s not who you are. Even if I was gone, you�d still fight. You�d try to protect people you didn�t even know and children who haven�t even been born. You�d fight to save them because that�s who you are. If I had a wish, it would be that you could see that about yourself.�

5

Prostitution laws forbade actual sexual intercourse at Soapland bathhouses, but Karen made an exception for Yuuto. Whatever else he might be, he definitely wasn�t a vice officer.

6

�You have lovely eyes,� Yuuto said, removing Aoki�s glasses.

When the other man reached for them, trying to retrieve them, Yuuto teasingly kept them beyond his reach.

7

            He lay, waiting for her, in the hyacinth scented water. She lowered herself onto his body, engulfing him with her sex. His hands gripped her waist as she rode him; the water itself seemed to caress her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his golden hair so he could not see her eyes � so he would not suspect that what she did she did so she could kill him. For Karen, what they did was an act of violence. Sex was the way she broke down men�s power and made them less than human in her eyes.

8

�Why?� Aoki asked him. �Why would you want to destroy all this?�   There was a heartfelt sincerity to his question. He seemed to believe it would make some kind of difference if he could understand why Yuuto was trying to kill him, why he was a Dragon of the Earth.

�I can understand why Miss Kasumi is protective of you,� Yuuto said. �You have a decency that begs to be taken advantage. It�s really quite adorable.�

9

Every few days, Yuuto would leave Karen a message to meet him. She would go to whatever Love Hotel he named, and in a room rented by the hour, she would ply her trade � though, after the first time at the Soapland, she no longer charged him for the sex. When they were together, they carefully maintained a charade of good will, even affection. They bantered and flirted, smiled for each other. They were charming and solicitous. Neither spoke of the end of the world, the Seven Angels, or the Seven Seals.

10

�That boy who died, what was he to you?� Yuuto asked.

�Saiki Daisuke � he was my nephew,� Aoki said. His voice trembled as he spoke of the dead boy. �He was a wind master, like me. I taught him how to use his powers. I brought him into this thing that killed him.�

�You seem so effected by his death. I thought he might have been your lover.�

�No,� Aoki said hesitantly. He found himself confused, not sure if he should be offended, defensive, or if it was a legitimate question. Yuuto seemed so reasonable, so concerned. �I loved Daisuke. I cared for him very much, but it wasn�t like that between us.�

�I wouldn�t judge you if it was,� Yuuto said softly, his hand on Aoki�s shoulder.

�I don�t believe you would, but it wasn�t like that with Daisuke and me� We weren�t� I was his uncle� I�ve never� I�ve only ever been with my wife that way...�

11

�I have something for you,� Yuuto said. �Hold out your hands.� She did, and he draped a string of rosary beads around her wrists. �It�s rose quartz and garnet, pink and red, your colors.�

She knew what he was and what she needed to do. She wanted to hate him because it would make it so much easier, and yet she found that her eyes were filled with tears.

�Thank you,� she whispered. �It�s beautiful.�

12

�I like this world well enough,� Yuuto said. �There�s a great deal I�m going to miss. I�ve always taken pleasure in silly, simple things--the pattern of the waves or of rain on a window pane or the rituals of making tea. I like to watch the girls leaving work on Friday nights. They come to life as they leave the office buildings. They�re buoyant, like balloons ready to sail away into the sky. I think it�s going to be rather sad when the world ends and there are no more office girls surging into the weekend, no more waves or at least no one to watch them.�

�That doesn�t have to happen,� Aoki said. �The world doesn�t have to end. If you wanted to, you could protect the office girls, protect the world they live in��

�Do you really believe we have a choice, Mr. Aoki?�

�If you cared enough, you would see that you do have a choice.�

�Then I suppose I don�t care enough. After all, they are simple, silly things. Is a good cup of tea and a pretty girl�s smile really reason enough to save the world?�

13

�We�ve been together, Karen and I,� Yuuto told him. �Many times.�

Aoki stopped him. �Don�t,� he said. �I won�t listen to you talk about Miss Kasumi that way.� He tried to walk away, but Yuuto took hold of him, shoved him against the nearest wall, pressed against him, then went on speaking as if they were having a normal, pleasant conversation.

�She never takes off her crucifix; it�s always there between her breasts�the one part of her that can�t be had. Inside she�s hot, hotter than any woman I�ve ever been with. Like a fever. Very intense, almost painful sometimes.� Yuuto lowered his voice confidentially, leaning even closer. �She�s never come, not in all the times we�ve been together. She doesn�t even pretend. That hurts my feelings.� His hand moved along Aoki�s thigh. �She won�t come for me, but I think for you she�d let herself go.�

14

Yuuto�s kiss swept over Aoki like a wave, catching him off guard, dragging him under. He knew he should fight, but he yielded, allowed himself to be carried away from everything familiar, to be immersed in the other man. The next thing he knew, they were in a hotel room, his shirt was open, and he was clutching hold of Yuuto. He thought he might be drowning, but they were already on the bed, and he let the waves sweep over him once more.

15

She received a message from Yuuto asking for yet another meeting in yet another hotel room, but this time he met her outside the door. He was wearing a dressing gown, and his hair, usually so carefully styled, was disheveled.

�There�s something for you inside,� he told her. She entered the darkened room on her guard, smoldering, ready to ignite if she was threatened, but there was no attack, only a man sleeping in the bed. She did not recognize him until she saw the glasses on the nearby table.

�You must be very quiet,� Yuuto cautioned her. He sat down beside Aoki, caressed his bare shoulder. �He�s tired. He works very hard.�

Karen�s teeth were bared, her eyes fiery.

�He�s not injured or drugged if that�s what you�re thinking,� Yuuto said breezily though there was an edge to his voice. �I didn�t have to force him any more than I�ve had to force you.�

16

�Get out,� Karen hissed.

�Is that what you really want? I thought maybe the three of us��

As he said this, there was a bold and guileless sincerity in his eyes that made her skin crawl. Like a murderous child that didn�t understand he�d just killed his little sister.

�Please,� she whispered. �Please go.�

�Alright then, I leave him to you.�

17

�I�m sorry, Miss Kasumi,� Aoki said. He couldn�t face her; he turned away, holding the sheet awkwardly around his body. �I�m sorry I couldn�t be the person you needed me to be.�

�Who did I need you to be, Mr. Aoki?� she asked gently.

�Someone better than I am.�

�Don�t be ashamed,� Karen told him. �None of us are as different as we�d like to believe. He isn�t my devil; you�re not my savior. Nothing in this world is pure, but it�s still worth fighting for.�

18

She went to him; she held him. They were a naked man and a prostitute in a Love Hotel room bed, yet it was a chaste embrace.

19

After they fought for the last time, Karen and Yuuto lay dying together--a crumpled daisy and a fallen rose. Aoki kissed them each good-bye.

20

A tear stood on Aoki cheek, a drop of water that disappeared when Yuuto touched it with a fingertip. That much of his power still remained.

�There, there. You mustn�t be upset,� Yuuto managed to whisper. �After all, none of this really matters.�

�It matters to me,� Aoki said. �More than anything. That it all meant so little to you breaks my heart.�
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