In Another's Eyes
Fai's PoV:
He had memorized every feature he could find about Kurogane.
Kurogane had big shoulders and thin hips, making him look like an oblong martini glass to Fai. He walked in a rather aloof fashion, making it that much more fun to poke fun at him. He was slightly tan with ruffled black hair (he had tried to brush it, but Mokona freaked out and promptly messed it up again.)
Kurogane was constantly scowling, but it very rarely reached his ruby eyes. When he was trying not to smile, his lips would tighten and he would go to "remodel" something. Once, Fai had caught him laughing at a television program, and Fai drank the rare sight in. His crooked smirk started, shortly followed by a low rumble within Kurogane's chest. Unable to be contained any longer, it boomed out and filled the room with a warm bubbling sensation, as if it were filled with champagne. Kurogane saw Fai, and flushed. He stormed out of the room swearing, leaving Fai to smile in his wake.
Fai had wandered into Kurogane's room to wake him up for breakfast, but he stopped and stared at a sight too wonderful for him to describe. Kurogane was sleeping soundly. His mouth was so slightly opened that it was barely perceptible. His face looked so calm, the usual frown that was cemented to his brow was gone. Dare Fai say? Kurogane looked… Vulnerable. He had a light trail of hair starting from beneath his bellybutton leading to… Fai left before a nosebleed swept over him.
Kurogane was tall, and able to carry Fai. After Fai twisted his ankle he got a free ride back to the café in Otou, and it was amazingly fun.
One time, they got stuck in a room (Mokona had… Conveniently… Locked the ONLY door) Fai was close enough to touch Kurogane, but he didn't. Kurogane, however, had different ideas. He pulled Fai close and kissed him. Fai wanted to smack Syaoran when he kicked down the door, but restrained himself. He, instead, was remembering the feeling of Kurogane's hands on his hips, pulling him closer to paradise.
There was no turning back to the way they were before. They'd crossed the bridge, and were heading to a place only fate knew. They shared quick glances, prolonged touches, and never separating without constantly thinking of the other. Eventually, they made love. And Fai loved resting his head on Kurogane's shoulder in the afterglow.
Now it was the best thing in his life, what he had with Kurogane, but Fai kept wondering… What did Kurogane think of him?