INSANITY
this is a X/1999 fic.
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there are different levels of insanity. Which one are you on?
Kamui walked through Tokyo in solitude. He had managed to slip away from everyone else, so he knew no one was following him. Right now, he just needed to be alone and mull things over.
"Why is little Kamui out here all alone?" that voice, that familiar dark mocking voice...
"Fuuma!" Kamui gasped.
"None of you dogs are here to protect you. Don't tell me you were stupid enough to go out alone?" a smirk, a fox's grin, a flash of hate in red eyes. Kamui didn't reply. "So what are you doing?"
"Walking" Kamui answered quietly. He began said action again, hoping that Fuuma would just let him pass. Fuuma did no such thing, holding out his arm to block Kamui's way. He looked down at Kamui in a condescending way, and wrapped his arm around Kamui's waist.
"Why don't I walk with you, to protect you from all those bad guys who might hurt you?" He graced Kamui with a small, insane smile. It spoke of hate, it spoke of loneliness, it spoke of nightmares. They walked into an alley.
"Fuu–..." Kamui was slammed against a wall. "Ow..." he whimpered. A gentle hand cupped his cheek, and warm lips kissed along his neck. He almost didn't want to close his eyes. He knew from experience not to trust Fuuma when he was being so gentle.
"I wonder why you never run." Fuuma said quietly. "There must be something wrong with your brain. Kamui-chan. A smarter man would turn and run in the other direction."
"But I want to help you Fuu–!"
"Maybe Kamui-chan is insane..." another tender kiss to his neck, followed by a sharp bite. "And a masochist too."
"I'm not insane! I'm not any of those things!"
Fuuma smirked. "Oh? Then why do you keep coming back? Over and over and over again. You must love all the things I do to you."
"I-I do ... but, I'm not..."
"See? Kamui-chan is crazy, Kamui-chan should be locked up." another sharp bite. "How can Kamui-chan like all these things I do?"
"B-because it feels good..." Kamui whispered. Those things his darling friend had said. The thoughts he had driven into his head. They echoed around and around with nothing there to stop them. They were gonna drive him crazy. And he just couldn't take it.
"There. Kamui-chan is crazy. He likes these things, even though he knows I'm gonna hurt him." Fuuma licked along Kamui's neck, kissing his jaw line, biting his lip. "There are many levels to insanity, Kamui. And you are slowly gaining altitude. You're growing crazier and crazier. You're going to lose it, Kamui-chan"
"I'm not crazy!" those words. Fuuma wanted to break him himself. Fuuma wanted him to shatter and lose sight of his dreams. "I'm not crazy, I'm not I'm not!" Fuuma wasn't kind and gentle.
Fuuma had lost it.
"Why do you work so hard to save me, Kamui-chan, if you're not crazy? Why do you come back to me over and over? Why do you like my touches?"
"Because it's fuuma." Fuuma looked at him coldly for a moment, then lifted his chin and kissed him.
"And that is merely proof of your insanity. A wise man never courts danger." Fuuma left is a whirl of cold wind, his words hung in the air.
You are rising up the levels, growing crazier and crazier.
OWARI
good god, this did take me a long time! Geez. Now I can be happy that I have an X/1999 fic up though! So halala!
Fuu-chan: yay! I got to kiss Kamui! Reveiw her! She won't stop poking me until you do! Gah! Not the finger!