Series: Tokyo Babylon
Title: Proof enough
Rating: PG-13
Pairing/ Characters: Subaru X Seishiro; Hokuto
Word Count: 227
Warning/s: You need to be done with the series to read this, or it'll ruin the ending for you. Angsty. A little X knowledge would be nice as well, but it's not necessary.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
There is no one emotion more consuming than love.
His smoking of his Mild Sevens, and his billowing trench coat were proof enough of that.
There is no one emotion more destructive than hate.
His almost obsessive search for his sister's killer, and his disgust at his own weakness were proof enough of that.
Subaru wasn't all that certain how he could feel such extremes at the same time, concerning the same person. He wasn't sure if it was possible, even though he himself was living proof of unending love, and unquenchable hate. The only thing he was sure of, was that he had somehow warped, twisted and broken. And that the gradual emotional blending of white and gray and black had snapped, shattered like a mirror. And the shards of gray had somehow sunk away, until only the stark colors of white and black were left, standing much too close together for comfort.
They were much too close for sanity.
And still, Subaru continued to smoke his Mild Sevens, to wear the white trench, to loathe himself, and to search for his sister's killer, and the only remaining person who he loved.
…Seishiro-san…
He wasn't confused. He knew what his emotions were, he knew what they meant. He knew what he wanted, and what he needed.
He just wasn't sure he was sane enough to care.