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Prelude

I am descending. Vision impaired by my blonde locks coupled with blurring from my eye's lack of focus. I can see what looks like an island. It's tropical, palm trees and all, and also has, oddly enough, a mountain. No, many mountains. A whole chain of them. I blink. My vision clears for a split second and I can see three familiar beings descending with me on the other side of the mountains. Suddenly, I feel a hand on my stomach. I feel myself drawn backwards until my back collides with a warm surface. Somehow, despite not being able to see and not knowing what was going on, I felt safer. So safe, that I closed my eyes. The other presence and I continued to fall until we hit a rough surface and I was forced to cease what little thought process I was capable of.

Day One

My eyes were not open, but I suppose I just regained consciousness. I began to retain my senses. First, my sense of touch. I felt as though I was seated, still clothed, back against, a tree perhaps? Wait, what is that behind my head? At the same time I asked this to myself, my hearing cleared. A light breeze was heard, as well as felt, and it toyed with my blonde strands. I also heard breathing. I quickly opened my eyes. Before I closed them again, I saw the masculine eye, hair, and face of my travel companion, Kurogane. His head was turned to his right, so he was unaware that I had awaken. That is why I decided to close my eyes again and allowed his left palm to continue supporting my head against the bark.

I am quite aware that his hands are not smooth or soft, quite the opposite as a result of all the swordplay he does, but to me, it felt just like I was on a pillow.

I had a thought. The thought became an idea which formulated into a plan. It seemed like an eternity before the breeze picked up enough to make this look a little more realistic. I allowed my body to go limp and let it fall with the breeze. No sooner had I begun my fall, did I hear a quiet gasp and felt both of Kurogane's hands on me. The right hand caught hold of my face before it hit the ground and cradled it like a fragile object. The left hand, that originally held my head, wrapped fittingly around my waist. I always knew it would be a perfect puzzle-like fit. My heart fleeted. Not because my plan worked so well, but because of the result of the plan working. Regardless of whether he meant to or not, my Kuro-puu had made me very happy. I couldn't help but grin. Since I knew grinning would undoubtedly be a giveaway that I was no longer unconscious, I decided to give up the charade and open my eyes. Kurogane was looking straight at me with an expression of worry, and then relief.

"Why, hello there, Kuro-comfy," I said with my eyes half open. He was comfortable, especially the way he was holding me, but his expression changed from relieved to annoyed.

"Shut up, Fluorite. If I hadn't come to catch you, you would have smashed your head on the rocks."

Of course, I thought. Even though what he said might be true, he had yet to let go of me. And I didn't mind one bit.

"Whatever you say!" I said as I stood up. I heard him growl as he did the same.

Until now, I had yet to really take in my surroundings. I was standing on the grass of a tropical island. Palm trees surrounded us on all sides, except for one. To the tree-less side, a vast beach and a clear, blue ocean. I could also see the sun out of the corner of my eye, so this was the west side of the island at late afternoon. The sky was with few clouds and the temperature seemed slightly colder than I thought a tropic isle would be. Then again, where I come from, it is always frozen, so I'm not really familiar with warmer climates and destinations.

Kurogane spoke up. "You've been unconscious for about an hour. Well, an hour relative to when I woke up. No sign of the kid, the princess, or the annoying marshmallow, though they must be nearby since we are able to communicate."

Sakura-chan and Syaoran-kun! I had almost forgotten. Where could they be? I took a look around and walked a few steps in the direction of the beach. They weren't there. On either side of the beach. I'm not sure why I was looking, when it's obvious that Kuro already had. I turned around and in front of me was the most colossal single mountain I had ever seen. It was unbelievably steep. Then suddenly, my mind flashed back to what must have been earlier when we first arrived. Three other had also fallen on the other side of the mountain. Who?

I turned back to Kurogane. "Thanks for taking care of me, Kuro-sweetie!" My thanks was a little late, but, I think, still due.

"Hey, if you aren't around, who will gather food for me?" He laughed a little as he said this.

I laughed back. "Oh, Kuro-puu! You're-"

"Hey!" he interjected. "Kurogane! It's Ku-ro-GA-NE!" he said slowly as if I were a young child. I would always mess with his name, he would always get extremely upset and make idle threats to me, and also Mokona, but the most that ever happened to me was that he would chase me. My quick nimbleness made me uncatchable.

"Whatever," Kurogane said. "We need to get started on survival."

"Yeah," I agreed. "With Syaoran-kun, Sakura-chan, and Moko-chan somewhere else, all we have is each other, Kuro!"

"Ehh... yeah... That's true," he mumbled, shifting his gaze away from me. "Anyway, we have much to do. We need food, a place to sleep, and clean water. So, how about you find water and I'll start on some form of shelter."

"Alright, Kuro-buro! See you later!" I waved good-bye as I set off in the opposite direction into the palm forest, away from the beach and away from Kurogane.

The first trees I saw in the dense jungle bore no fruit, but the farther in I went I began to see a multitude of harvestable goods. However, I concluded that finding a clean water source was more urgent at the present time. It took awhile for me to find a possible source, but I didn't mind. I was enjoying the nice little island.

It wasn't too hot for me since Kuro-sweetie had ever so kindly removed my overcoat and undercoat, leaving my loose, plain, white T-shirt that fell well below my back and tight black pants. Not tight enough to cut off circulation, so I suppose fitting would be a better word to describe them.

When I stooped down to the stream that was flowing north toward the ocean, I could see my reflection. The wind had made a mess of my hair, but it took no time to fix. It also took no time for me to realize that even though I had found water, there was no way for me to bring some back to my island partner. Instead, I opted to being back some fruit. I waited until I was closer to the beach to pick some mangoes and bananas for "dinner." I shoved four bananas down my pants pockets and carried a banana bunch of seven in my arms along with eight mangoes. I was almost certain that some of it would fall out of my arms so I planned ahead for a second trip.

I made it all the way back to where I had started before I dropped a fruit. I dropped all of them except for the five bananas in my pants.

What I came back to was Kurogane, shirtless, standing on the ground between the jungle and beach attempting to construct hammocks out of the giant palm tree leaves. Kurogane had not heard me approaching and was only aware of my presence when he heard the food drop. He lifted from his bent over stance to reveal a very tan, very muscular body, slightly wet from sweat. Oh, and it was shiny! Quite shiny.

"Idiot! You dropped the food!" He was standing over me now. I wondered how long I had been standing there, probably looking very stupid, just staring at his unbelievably buff chest. Had he noticed?

"Sorry, Kuro," I decided against screwing with his name this time in hopes that it might lower his anger levels. "I just got bit by some insect and it startled me." That was a lie, but it worked. I still couldn't get over how perfectly sculpted his body was. It was as if he were a beautiful statue come to life, painted tan so he wouldn't retain the colour of marble, then given a snappy temper, but a good, wholesome centre that I hoped to one day reach.

"Dammit, Fai! Go wash the mangoes! You're lucky the bananas' insides can't get all sandy because of you."

Note to self: When Kuro is hungry, do not mess with his food.

I didn't much feel like going all the way back to the clean stream, so I just went the much shorter distance back to the mango trees and picked eight more mangoes. When I got back, Kurogane was in the middle of a banana, his second.

"That was quick," he commented. "Did you find clean water?"

"Yes, but these are new mangoes. There is a stream running north, but it's kinda far. I would have brought water back with me, but I have nothing to carry it in."

"Wish you did," he said after swallowing the last of the second banana. "I'm parched from working in the sun."

I gazed pointingly toward the failed attempt at a leaf hammock, then back at the one who attempted. I didn't even have to speak for Kurogane to growl at me.

"You think you could have done a better job, Fluorite?" he asked rhetorically, standing up. "Why don't we let the weakling do all the back breaking labour, and I'll gather the fruit?"

I didn't respond. I just laughed a little and allowed my eyes to follow my insulter as he paced back and forth meaninglessly.

"What are you staring at?" he asked me.

"Why, you, Kuro-cutie!"

Woah, did I really just say that? I thought. I guess it's alright, but I do suppose it was a little forward. Wait, "forward?" There is no relationship here. Well, no potential relationship, anyway. Sure, I do feel an extra beat added to my heart rate when I'm around Kurogane, but just because I do does not mean that he feels anything of the sort around me. Even if I were to confess one of my deepest feelings, that Kurogane meant so much more to me than my tease-able travel companion, he would surely not respond in the desired manner. The only end result would be the awkward turtle and its posse of awkward friends at the Awkward Zoo awkwardly stampeding through every awkward conversation Kuro and I would dare to have from then on. Awkwardly. And that isn't what I wanted at all, for either of us. However... somehow, I have not lost all hope.

"What did you just call me?" Kuro-cutie asked. Was he... blushing...? No, impossible. That was just the reflection of the sun on his cheeks.

"Nothing, Kuro," I said with a laugh.

"Whatever. We are still in need of a place to sleep!" He was right. "Here, help me put together this hammock. We need to hurry before the sun sets and we run out of light."

"You do plan on building a fire, right, Kuro-smartie?"

"First, duh. Second, stop messing with my name, and third, fire light will not be enough to work by, so let's get going."

I obeyed and we worked diligently, with a few short breaks to eat and rest our hands. The hammock making process went quite fast with a team of two. We managed to construct two sturdy palm tree leaf hammocks. Now to attach them to the trees... That would be a problem. If we had more time, we might have been able to find a way to mount them. But we did not have time. And the temperature had dropped dramatically. I had Kurogane hand me my coats, but I felt guilty for hogging all the warm. Mokona had been asked to carry Kuro's over-clothes in the last dimension, which was a desert we very narrowly escaped from with blows to the skull. Kuro had put back on his shirt, the only garment he possessed besides pants and shoes.

I looked down at myself with a bit of shame, then my eyes rolled up so I could see Kurogane. He was... shivering! I couldn't let him be cold while I stayed nice and toasty.

"You look cold," I said.

"Nah, I'm fine. Or at least I will be once I make a fire. Sorry I didn't earlier, but time got away from me while I was trying to make us beds."

"It's alright. I'll get some wood," I said as I jogged to the jungle, not wanting Kuro to have to work in complete darkness.

Once I had some wood I sat on the sand pointlessly and watched as Kurogane attempted to make a spark in the fading sunlight. I wasn't sure if he noticed me, my eyes glazing over his shapely biceps completely filling the sleeves of his shirt as they worked to try and build a fire. He seemed to be working in slow motion. I directed my gaze to his face. In the increasingly dimmer light, he had an increasingly mysterious look about him.

"What are you looking at?" he asked, snapping me out of my half-minded state, which I quickly recovered from with, "What was I looking at last time, Kuro-cutie?"

I had done it again. This time he answered me.

"Kuro... cutie?" he asked with an extreme question mark. "You think that I'm..." he didn't finish.

Maybe because he couldn't finish, or, more than likely, because he spotted the spark that set the wood alight.

"Alright!" he praised himself as he made the fire bigger. He got it not a moment too late, as it was now very close to being dark.

"Hey, Fluorite, since you're already warm, why don't you get some sleep?"

I complied, since I had nothing better to do anyway. I dragged the slightly smaller pile of leaves a few feet away from the fire, curled up in my coat on my belly, and allowed sleep to take me.

"Gahh!" My eyes snapped open to complete darkness. Where had the fire gone?

"Damn you, wind..." I heard Kurogane mumble. So, that's what happened. I couldn't just do nothing and fall back asleep while Kurogane froze to death.

"Hey, Kuro-coldie!" I whispered out of the black. That seemed to startle him a bit.

"Oh, you're awake."

"Yes, lucky for you!"

"How is it lucky?"

"Cause I'm going to share my warmness with you, Kuro-coldie!" I said with a grin he could not see.

"Ehh...?" He sounded partly confused, partly relieved.

"Come now, Kuro, follow the sound of my voice!" I stood on my knees and began to hum quietly, but loud enough to be heard over the wind, as Kurogane came over to me.

"Hmmmm... Mmm mmm mm mmm mm mm... Hmmmm hmmm mmm mm mm... HMMMM!"

I reached out my hand so that I could feel when Kurogane was reached me. Oh, he had reached me alright. His brawny body collided with my palm. Even though I couldn't see my own hand that was resting on Kuro's chest in front of me, I tilted my head upward. I could feel him staring right back at me. Had he heard my little mini-squeal when he bumped into me? I hope not... Oh, how embarrassing... How long had we been sitting like this? Why had he not pulled away or slapped my hand down? Was his heart beating a little fast? Who would be the one to break the silence?

It was a giant gust of wind that broke the silence and the physical connection Kurogane and I shared for that short time. My hand was forced to retreat. I heard Kurogane shiver. As if on impulse, he threw himself at me. As if on impulse, I "caught" him. He was right in front of me, on his knees, with his arms wrapped around himself. This is... half a hug! And it was making me even warmer. I hoped it was doing the same for him. My hands absorbed the heat from his back and his breath warmed me even more. Without a word, I unhanded Kurogane and began to remove my over and undercoats. He kept silent and still. Once my coats were off, and I had a short moment to feel the cold Kurogane was feeling, I spoke.

"Good night, Kuro-sleepy!" I whispered as I draped my coats over us and the palm leaves we were on top of. I laid down with Kuro and he sighed, probably happy that he was finally warm.

"Hey," I heard him grunt.

"Hm?" I answered.

"Thank you, Fai," he said. It was just a thanks, but I couldn't help but smile. It seemed, oddly enough, incredibly genuine. He doesn't normally call me by my name, which is understandable seeing that I never address him by his name.

"No problem... Kurogane." I figured I could return the gesture.

I heard him chuckle. "About time you call me by my proper name."

"Don't get too comfy with it, Kuro-puu!" I giggled.

He let out a half grunt, half laugh.

After that, I realized just how close in proximity we were. We weren't even 12 inches apart, because my coat and the leaves are only so big. I shifted into my regular sleeping position, on my stomach. Kurogane stayed on his side, facing me. I fell asleep with the wind roughly tossing my hair and Kurogane's breathing overcoming the aldigity of the wind, warming my face, and warming my heart.

So, what do you think of my first ever fan fiction? I was really excited to start writing this because my best friend Ashley and I are both writing one at the same time. Mine is going to be more of a cutesy little romance spinoff where they go to an extra dimension CLAMP neglected to add in. Her's is more plotsy, and an awesome Tsubasa/Avatar crossover, but not less yaoi! Perhaps we will switch roles for our next fan fictions. She will write the cute one, and I will write the story based one. I dunno. Either way, I hope you enjoyed and I will be working on more over my spring break!

Oh, also, this title was an on-the-spot thing. I also thought of Total Yaoi Island (Total Drama Island, yeah, haha) but then people might expect hardcore thrusting, messy, XXX rated KuroFai, which (edit) I will TOTALLY warn you about before I add anything like that in. So, does anyone have title suggestions? You can leave them for me if you do!

WAY LATER EDIT: I have started back on this story again after two long years! Now that I am a high school graduate, I have no homework to get in my way of anything ever again... until college. But college also gives freetime. Anyway, I'm fixing all the grammar and spelling mistakes of old chapters that mt 15-year-old self didn't catch. If you'd like to read the story over again with me, I'll make it worth your while! :)