I seriously love these guys. I should write more about them.
Warning: Character death, divergence from canon, slight X/1999 reference.
Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Babylon or any characters therein. They are owned by CLAMP. I make no money from any fanfiction.
Hold My Heart In Your Two Hands
Subaru wakes with the memory of Hokuto's death – dream or reality? – still clinging to his tattered mind. He is unaware of his movements, simply knowing that he must move and go there, to the sakura tree and stop Hokuto. Stop Hokuto, he thinks, stop her from this, but Seishirou...
His grandmother calls for him to stop, but Subaru is running, faster, harder, quicker, he has to get there. He has to be there and stop Hokuto. He runs so fast that he doesn't notice the bloody trail, or the Dreamwalker's body. He barely notices anything, so focused is he on the sakura. It seems to glow with a bloody light and Subaru knows he will never be able to look at sakura the same way ever again.
And then he is there and Seishirou is kneeling on the ground. Hokuto's arms are wrapped around his neck and it looks like a bloody parody of a lover's embrace. If not for the hand that Seishirou has put through Hokuto's chest, Subaru could almost imagine them to be holding each other, though Seishirou's smile seems somehow cruel. Somehow Subaru knows that Hokuto smiles, happy now for some reason Subaru cannot name, cannot think of.
"No." Subaru whispers, says, sobs. He hears the man behind him half-sob, but it doesn't register, not when all he can see is Seishirou slowly getting to his feet and Hokuto's body slipping off Seishirou's arm. Hokuto's eyes see him and Subaru knows that Hokuto did not want him here and didn't want him to see this. But then Seishirou looks up. His single eye is so cold it burns across Subaru's skin and then Seishirou touches his lips with his bloody hand and Subaru almost falls to the ground. "No," he whimpers, "no Seishirou-san, please, no."
Somehow, Seishirou is holding him and making mocking, soothing noises and then his bloodstained lips are touching Subaru's, opening his mouth and Subaru thinks Hokuto's blood, on my lips, pressed there by Seishirou and he wanted nothing more than for that graceful, beautiful hand to go through his chest and take his heart like it has done with Hokuto. Instead he has Seishirou's lips pressed against his and Seishirou's tongue is sliding into his mouth and this, this is almost as good as having Seishirou's hand through him.
"There there, Subaru-kun. You'll feel better soon." Seishirou murmurs in his ear and Subaru sobs and wraps his arms around Seishirou and seeks bloody lips and he cries and cries and cries. Seishirou pulls away and Subaru leaves a bloody smear on his cheek and then Seishirou drops him and he falls to the ground just like Hokuto, a hole through his chest and his heart held in Seishirou's hand. He coughs, chokes and feels his blood leave his lips and he can smell sakura and it is so good, so right that this should happen.
"Sei..." he begins, but the light is fading and he can't finish, not with the blood in his mouth and besides, it's more important to just watch. He can see Seishirou's golden eye and milky white eye and he wants to say sorry, sorry, Seishirou, your eye, sorry I should have, I shouldn't have let her take your eye, your beautiful eye. And then-
There is silence.
Thank you for reading.
Rethira