One Last Love Story.
…Chapter One… … Cold Night …
- Switching Battle Mode On. Code 0-0-6-
The moon cannot be killed.
It was his only witness. The only witness that survived. Where he went, blood was spilled and people died. Screams would resound over empty places. Building would crash down, dreams would shatter and blood would stream down. Where he went, the world would end. He was a Death Angel, a Shinigami, a murderer without regret, without feelings.
He was the ultimate weapon.
- "Look at me; I'm so far away
Out of the way of rain" -
The grass was no longer green. Blood colored it in the disgusting red color it had. Trees were cracked, leaning heavily against shattered buildings, like branches, so easily were they taking down. The rain pouring down washed away a little, but it could not make it go away. The blood would stain this earth. Blood would color the night.
No one could stop him. No one could survive. No one could bring him down. He just kept on going. Bullets flew through the air and pierced through human bodies, like it was nothing but paper. One move of his hand was enough to kill another human being. One blink of his eye was enough to make grown up people gasp and stagger back in anguish. He wasn't human anymore. He was a cold, ice cold thing.
He was the ultimate weapon, created by humans, made to kill humans.
"Mommy! Mommy!"
"Haruhi!"
He didn't even blink his eye when a flash of regret shot through his head. He knew a girl with that name too. He knew a girl that lost her mom and who still wasn't completely over it. And tonight, he'd kill a girl with that name and take her mom away too. There were no footsteps, since his feet were several feet above the ground, his gigantic wings holding him into the air.
- "Far from the pain, yeah
And if you see me in your dreams
Would you still believe
All that you see, yeah" -
He wished they hadn't screamed. He could've pretend like he didn't hear them, even when that was a stupid lie. He could hear rain coming from 98 miles away. To be exact, 98.6 miles away. He heard every breath, every trembling muscle.
"Sssh. He can't see us. Sssh, it will all be okay."
If they knew, would they give up? If humans knew that their faith was cruel and they wouldn't survive anyway, would they run? It didn't matter anyway, because they couldn't run from him. He would find them anywhere. He would find them even if they ran to the other end of the world. He would find them even if they changed everything about them.
- "And only you and me, and only you and me
Well even though I'm not there with you
It's good to keep me close" -
He stepped over the cold, ripped apart bodies, slowly making his way to the trembling mother, holding her little child close to her. Her eyes widened in pure anguish and horror as he slowly stepped towards them.
"Please! Please don't" she cried.
Her brown hair was pressed against her face, blood all over her body. Her clothes were ripped and she held onto the little child as it was the only thing there was left. He didn't move a muscle, didn't slow down, and didn't blink. He just continued to make his way to the girl. She was still young. He was sure she would've been a great mother. He was sure that if she lived just long enough, she would've done great things for her child. She got up, pressing the little child closer and started running. It was useless, it was stupid. He would find her anyway. He would kill her anyway.
No one could survive. He couldn't let anyone live. It wasn't allowed. His orders were to kill every living being. The damage on the city had to be as less as possible, but he couldn't help it. He wasn't completed yet, so in the heat of the battle, he destroyed everything around him, without being able to control himself.
- "I never thought that it would come down to this
That I would be so missed
So quickly dismissed, yeah" -
Blood dripped down his face. It wasn't his blood. No, he didn't bleed anymore. Humans bleed, but weapons don't.
The young woman ran further, faster, her breath sharp and heavy. He followed her, not closing the distance, not reducing it. This game could continue a little longer. He didn't want to go back to that awful base anyway. So he flew after her a little longer, black, bloody wings leading his way.
Her eyes fell on a gun on the ground. He almost laughed hollow, since he knew what would come. She jumped to the gun, picked it up and put the little child on the ground.
"Run, Haruhi! Run until you're saved!"
"But mommy… I…I" brown eyes filled with tears and little hands pulled at her ripped clothing.
"Go! I'll catch up later! Run, Haruhi, run!" the woman yelled and pushed to little child away.
His lips moved in the rhythm of the song he had been singing every single day he killed. It was the song his brother loved. If he only knew what he had become… He clenched a fist and the woman turned around, standing before the now running child protectively. She clenched her hands around the gun, and aimed at him.
"One step closer and I'll shoot!" she screamed, her voice hoarse and full of fear.
- "I want nothing more than to be with you every home
yeah; I know it's been so long
What I did was wrong, yeah" -
He didn't react. Another step closer to death. She closed her eyes and fired.
Bang. Bang. Bang. Click…
The bullets just reflected on his chest, not leaving the slightest wound or scratch. He couldn't be killed by a gun. He couldn't be killed at all. He was a god, a god that only brought death. He could kill everyone in this world with one move of his hand and no one in this whole world could ever kill him. They could shut him down, though, but there was only person who had the permission and skill to do that. And he wouldn't because he created him in the first place.
The woman shrieked and her voice was high and full of disgust and horror. The bullets fell on the ground, little sounds filling the air. The little child still ran. Ran for her little life. Ran for nothing.
He was the ultimate weapon. He couldn't be stopped. His lips sang further, the song that was engraved in his memory because his brother loved it so much. If he only knew, what he was doing here. But he couldn't know. He wouldn't know. Never.
- "And only you and me, and only you and me
Well even though I'm not there with you
It's good to keep me close" -
The woman continued screaming. Her desperate, disgust screams felt up the air. He was tired of playing. He lifted his hand up in the air.
"No! No! Don't kill her!" she fell to her knees. "I'm begging you! She's innocent! Don't you have a heart?! She's still so young."
The innocent never last. Innocence was a despicable lie. Disgusting and nowhere near the truth. The so called innocent would become impure. Everyone in this world is guilty. It was only a matter of time. He looked at the woman, his eyes cold. She screamed, yelled, shrieked, trembled and shivered, because she knew she was lost. There was no escape and this game could only end with him as a winner. There was no one else who could win this game.
Around his hands a light formed, brighter then the sun, deadlier then a gun. He had to be careful now. He lost control over this power way too many times. But he was still incomplete, so he couldn't help it. The ball around his hand became bigger and bigger and the heat spread. He flew into the air and watched the little child run faster. He could see all the details clearly, from the little darker spot on her nose to the way her clothes wrinkled from the air. Running was useless. She would die anyway. Just as the woman who was screaming there. What he was doing made an incredible sound as well.
- "Closer to your skin, you gotta keep me deep within
'Cause where I am right now I couldn't be tomorrow
Close enough to see, close enough to hear you breathe
Close enough to feel the warmth of you, 'cause I am so cold" -
Everything started shaking as his power built up. The earth cried, trembled in complete despair. Building fell down like houses build from cards, trees kneeled at his might. He was a God. He was unstoppable. His gigantic, black wings kept him hanging in the air as he slowly brought his hand down and launched the ball at the city. The earth begged to stop, but he couldn't allow it. And through all the noise the dying earth made, he could hear two heartbeats, very clearly.
Boom. Boom…
One last time.
Boom…
And then the earth kept silent. The moon was covered by his black wings. Red eyes looked over a broken, shattered city, his infra-red eyes searching for any remaining sign of life. He didn't expect to see anything.
- "And only in me, and only in me, oh its only in me, yeah
And even though I'm not there with you
It's good to keep me close" -
After he made sure everything was dead down there, he turned around. Soaring through the air, crossing seas and countries, he tried to remember the name of the city he just destroyed. It was in a little country. But he destroyed so many things; he couldn't even remember which city was getting his turn now. In a speed no one could match, his black wings brought him closer and closer to the base.
- "And even though I'm not there with you
Its good to keep me close
And even though I'm not there with you
It's good to keep me close" -
-Task Accomplished. Switching Battle Mode On Stand-By. Returning To Base. I Repeat: Kaoru Hitachiin Is Returning To Base.-
Kaoru Hitachiin was no longer the name of the boy that used to go to school and have a pretty normal life. Kaoru Hitachiin had become to name of world's most feared weapon. And his brother didn't even know…
X - - ::……………………………………..…..:: - - X
His words resounded in the little base. A boy with dark hair pushed up his glasses and stood up, his eyes looking at a younger boy staring at a computer screen. Just a kid. Not suited to go to war so just placed behind the computer. War was a cruel thing.
"Inform Yatsuchika Haninozuka and Chujo Morinozuka" he said simply, his dark, low voice disturbing the silence violently.
The boy almost jumped up, the helmet on his head shuffling before his eyes. He quickly pushed it right again and saluted him. A small bow followed.
"Right away, sir!" and then he ran off.
Without a further word he made his way to the outside of the base. Passing wounded soldiers, lamenting in pain, barely able to breath, he once again felt how cruel this war was. People in Japan didn't know. They didn't know that he had to turn one of his … friends… into this weapon. It was a cruel thing to do, but it couldn't be helped. Because of him, because Kaoru fought many lives were spared.
And many people were killed without mercy.
But that also couldn't be avoided. He stood still before an iron door, two guards standing before it. He simply gave them a cold, meaningless smile, nodded and went passed them. There was no need to identify him. No need to tell his name when everyone knew. He was the only one who could break his own rule.
The air outside took control, and cold, wild breeze played with his hair, happy and lively. Almost like the world didn't change at all. He shivered, finding it colder outside then he thought. Around him privates saluted, before continuing their harsh training. Most of them were just kids, too young to be called men. And they were all going to die.
"Kyou-chan! Kyou-chan! I'm so happy Kao-chan is coming back!" a high voice behind him said.
"… You really shouldn't call me 'Kyou-chan' when we're here, Haninozuka" his eyes lowered at the pink bunny pressed against his chest. "And you shouldn't bring that bunny either."
"But Kyou..ya… I love my bunny!" the blonde boy smiled.
"It will only get in the way when you really need to fight, Haninozuka" he said matter-of-factly, cold, and he looked into the air again.
Honey was the name used at school, when they were just boys and their world was still innocent. Haninozuka was the name used when in the army, the place the world ended and hope crashed. He didn't like to be called 'Kyou' here. It made him think things weren't serious at all. Like things hadn't changed. Like everything was still normal.
It was dark. Already late. The moon shined plain, almost depressing light onto the ground. The three men, the blonde boy, the dark hair boy who pushed up his glasses again and the tall boy who stood there like a shadow, were all waiting for the same person. Well, a person. He was the ultimate weapon now. Their only change for victory.
But Kyou-chan, I don't have to fight! Because Kaoru will save us all!" he laughed happily, but the cold sounded through.
They stood on a large street, which served as landing field. However, helicopters and airplanes never landed there. It was only served for him. It was far away from the building, so they didn't have to be afraid his large wings would accidentally smash through something. On both sides of the street, there were men waiting, ready to moist his wings and his mechanic body. To prevent overheating and to lower the stress on his body.
Kyouya didn't answer anymore, but just looked into the sky. Quickly his eyes were followed by the brown of the little boy and the black ones of the tall boy that stood there the whole time, like a shadow.
"Does he… does he have another mission tonight?" Honey asked after some time.
"No. Not tonight." The short, cold answer came.
"That's good" and this time the smile was true.
The world becomes dark. Immediately they all look up again and the men across the street start whispering. This would be the first time they see him. That ultimate weapon. His black wings covered the pale moon, the light behind him making the sight even more impressive. If you forget that in that body once a human lived and he endured incredible pain, then it was quiet a beautiful sight. He was an Angel. He was a God. Where he went, death followed. He was immortal, untouchable. He was a Hero. He would save Japan for sure.
His feet touched the ground and immediately the order to moist his wings was given. He smiled at the boys waited for him, his eyes still sparkling. The order to stop resounded over the empty place.
Kyouya walked to him and smiled.
"Good work."
It was the greeting he always got. He just smiled back. It didn't hurt him anymore. At first his stomach turned and he felt like crying, screaming and running away. He felt like hitting Kyouya's face until his cheek started bleeding. How could he call it 'good work' when people died? When cities were destroyed? When Earth itself begged him to stop? But he knew it wasn't Kyouya's fault at all. It wasn't Honeys fault either. It wasn't that of Mori. He was the one who killed after all, so if they should blame someone, it would be him.
"It's okay, you can switch it off."
Immediately, like a built in reflex, his eyes scanned the person in front of him, even when he already knew it was him. It just happened automatically. It was programmed in his brain to do so. He shivered.
- Identified Kyouya Ootori. Switching Off Battle Mode.-
Kyouya was just the one who made his body this way, who made sure the chips and cables and little devices worked as they should. He was just the one who made his body this deadly.
Honey was just the one who trained him and taught him all the martial arts skills he possessed. He just taught him how to kill, how to break people's ribs, how to get quick on your feet.
And Mori just watched. He sometimes taught him kendo-techniques. But Kyouya said that wasn't really necessary, because after all, he wouldn't fight with a sword.
"Thank you, Kyouya-senpai" was all he answered.
Getting upset wasn't helping him. And beside, there was no reason to be upset. Because in only a few more moments he would return to his beloved brother and he would listen to his voice. Oh, and Haruhi would be there too. He liked her. Not in the way his brother did, though.
"Need any reparations?" a cool question.
He nodded and he smiled. He somehow was happy. Maybe because his twin and Haruhi finally admitted being a couple. Well, he knew all along of course. His eyes saddened only a moment when he thought about how they used to have no secrets at all.
But his brother couldn't know this. No, this was something complete different.
"My right wing has been damaged a little, it's nothing bad, but I thought I should say it."
"Follow me please, I'll repair your wing again" and then Kyouya turned around and Kaoru followed.
He turned around and waved to Honey and Mori. Then he continued following Kyouya all the way through the base. He saluted the soldiers and gave them a small smile. Widened eyes and silence was all he left behind him. He could hear the whisper.
"Hey, that's him…"
"Is that the boy who destroyed that city?"
"But he's just a kid!"
"I thought he'd be different."
"Oh… Look at those wings…"
"The ultimate weapon, huh?"
His hands clenched around the green fabric of his army clothes. He kept smiling, hoping they would just shut up. They didn't understand. Kyouya gave them a deadly glare and they kept silent. As Kyouya pushed open a large door, Kaoru looked one last time over his shoulders at the surprised and amazed gazes of the privates standing there. They had no idea. He wasn't anything to be proud of. He was a disgusting, cold blooded killer.
"Go sit there" Kyouya said, gesturing at the chair in the room.
Kaoru nodded and sat down. Kyouya walked over to a table and searched for the tools he needed. Silence filled the room and Kaoru switched uneasy. His eyes went to the clock, hanging on the room. Kyouya liked knowing time. Time was everything for humans, he once said. It didn't matter to him anymore. He wouldn't age anymore, because this face, this body… it was all just like a doll. A doll doesn't age. Because it's just fake and plastic. He was fake and metal. Or something like that. And his brother didn't even know…
"Do I… Do I have a task tonight? Another one?" he brought himself to speak.
"No" he simply answered, lifting something up and walking back to the sixteen-year old boy, his wings bowed a little, carefully not to smash anything around.
"That's good" a smile crossed his face, "I promised Hikaru to be home. Since Haruhi was coming and he wanted me to be there too."
He didn't even wince, when Kyouya cut in his wing, poking in it with a scissor, trying to pull some bullet out. He concentrated on his work. His wings were pretty delicate and a part of his body. So he felt the pain too.
"Kyouya…"
Kyouya didn't even react. He knew the question that was coming now. It always came. It was probably the only question that was still in his mind. It was probably the only thing he cared about. It was the reason he sacrificed everything. His stomach turned a little at the thought of that. This was wrong. He turned a boy of barely sixteen years old into a monster. His parents agreed though. Maybe that made it all even worse. And the way he still could only think about his brother. Kyouya pressed his lips together, until it was a straight line, concentrating on hurting him as little as possible.
"Do you think Hikaru would hate me if he knew?"
What could he say? That yes, he thought that Hikaru would freak out and never want to talk to him again? What did he know anyway? He couldn't understand them. He would admit that any moment. He didn't want to understand them either. It would make it all worse. It would make this horrible thing he did even more disgusting.
"You are only doing what needs to be done" his bloody hands stopped and he let another bullet fall into a little cup standing there.
"But… But… I'm not human anymore" he said, staring before him.
Kyouya felt the burning feeling in his stomach growing stronger. It was wrong. Disgusting. But it couldn't be avoided. He washed his hands, and took some black feathers. He walked back and carefully stitched the wound with the feathers.
"There are many things that define us as humans" he answered.
He never felt like this before, but for the first time in his life he really… felt sorry for the boy. Such things weren't supposed to happen to people like him. He could've been anything; he could've chased his dreams. But instead he was bound down. Kyouya felt like he killed the boy. And for some reason it made him sick, even when no one would ever notice. Kaoru smiled at him. Kyouya shivered.
"Thank you" his smile widened.
And inside him, Kyouya felt even colder.
"You're really a nice person, actually" he laughed, but it didn't sound as hollow and empty as Kyouya thought it should be.
"You're a really strong person, actually" he replied, turning his back to the younger boy and laying everything back.
"Eh?" he heard him standing up. "Thank you."
"Your body is handling the changes better then I though it would" Kyouya added, making it seem he meant that.
He wasn't just stronger then he thought he would be. He was amazing. Almost so strong it made him feel sick. He lost everything. He wasn't even human anymore. He had to swallow pills and do it secretly so his beloved brother wouldn't notice. He killed people and Kyouya knew he couldn't take that. The first time he shivered all over, covered in blood. Then he closed his eyes and starting singing that song. That song Hikaru seemed to like.
Because they made him think of that strong person. That boy that gave up everything to protect one soul, one living being on this earth. He didn't know why he cared so much or felt like that was so … beautiful of him, but he did.
"If I was Hikaru… I'd be proud to have a twin like you" he turned around and smiled.
Kaoru's smile widened even more and for a second he looked like a little kid, who was just told he was a good boy and mommy was proud of him. He didn't look so deadly, he didn't look like a cold blooded killer. He just looked like a boy. Just like Kaoru always looked like.
"Shall I bring you back?" he asked when the silence last too long.
"But… wouldn't they miss you here? I mean…" Kaoru looked away.
"Because of you here there is nothing to fear. We'll be safe until tomorrow" he pushed himself away from the table.
Kaoru's stomach turned at that sentence. Why couldn't he just say that they'd be safe for ever? That tonight it ended and tomorrow he didn't have to kill anymore? Killing made him sick. He hated blood. Hikaru would've laughed and told him how stupid he was for doing the thing he was so scared of. If it hurt you, why doing it? But Hikaru would never say those words to him, because he would never know. He'll never know that Kaoru sacrificed his own body for him, that he killed for him, and that he did this all just to make sure he would be safe. No one is safe. He knew now. Safety was just another lie humans made, to keep their minds from freaking out.
"Oh, here is your uniform, like you asked" Kyouya handed him the blue clothes over.
"Thank you" Kaoru smiled.
Kyouya smiled back. Then Kaoru bowed his wings back and they disappeared in his shoulders, like they never existed. The purple scars slowly faded and then there was nothing left expect for the two whole's in his army clothes that testified of the black wings.
"It's funny how it just disappears even when it's so gigantic. You made a good toy there" Kaoru smiled, taking off his T-shirt.
That disgust feeling of sorrow felt Kyouya's stomach again. When he saw the boy smiling like that, talking about himself like he was a toy, he felt like running away and just leaving it all behind. This was too much. Even for him. This was just plain wrong and disgusting. He turned a human into a robot. He destroyed Kaoru's life. He wished he would've refused. He wished he wasn't so selfish. He wished Kaoru wasn't so selfless.
It was his entire fault that he started to care. Seeing a boy so completely selfless, so devoted to someone who had just changed him. People like him always change on the wrong moments. If he was still like he was before, he wouldn't have cared. So what if Kaoru used to be human? So what if he was one of his friends? If it would give him a better place in the world, he wouldn't step back for anything. And then it happened, then he figured out who Kaoru really was. He was such an amazing person and he never knew. He only saw the trouble they caused, the effort he had to put into calming Tamaki or the times his heart skipped a few beats when he thought of all the damage done by them. But he never saw the way they cared about each other.
And now he finally saw, he wished he could close his eyes.
"You're not a toy" he answered.
"Ah, no. I guess a weapon isn't a toy" he smiled, putting his uniform T-shirt back on. "You wouldn't give me to a child."
And he didn't know anything to say to that. He didn't know how to tell that boy standing there, with a gigantic scar on his chest, with wings that could sprout out of his back, with powers beyond humanity… no, he just didn't know how to tell that boy that he was still human. He learned how to voice smart arguments, how to make people believe your stories, how to make people talk, but he never learned how to voice feelings for someone else.
He wanted to say so much, but instead he kept silent. An emotional and worried Kyouya was the last he needed now. Like things didn't change enough already.
Kaoru balanced on one leg, trying to get his pants back on.
"You know what I hate the most?" Kaoru grinned hopping around on one leg.
Kyouya took him by his shoulder to keep him steady in one place. Kaoru just smiled thankfully.
"What is it?" Kyouya said.
"That we can't take a vacation" he laughed at that.
Kyouya smiled a little.
"Good to see that your silly jokes are still intact" he said, looking away.
He used to think he was silly, but not anymore. It wasn't silly to pretend like nothing was wrong; it was the only thing that could keep you alive. Accepting that you were only a lost cause hurt actually more, Kyouya remarked. Having a spark of hope, someone to live for… it was the only thing that could keep them warm in the ice cold nights. It was only because Kaoru was so strong that Kyouya didn't left this base already.
Kaoru grinned, finally in his pants.
"What about my offer?" Kyouya asked again, his hands still on the younger Hitachiin twin.
"Only because you insist so much" he grinned.
Then he kept silence.
"But what if Hikaru sees you in those army clothes?"
"I think my uniform lies here too" Kyouya turned around and found the clothes a little later.
He put them on and laid his army uniform neatly down. Without a further word he pushed the door open. At the first private he saw, he said: "Tell Yatsuchika Haninozuka he's in charge while I'm gone."
He wasn't asked whereto he was gone. The man saluted, bowed and ran off. Kaoru followed him with his eyes. He was so happy Hikaru didn't know anything about this world. He was so happy he didn't know about the underground bases, the night assaults, the young boys that were killed so easily. He was so happy his brother was still innocent. He wouldn't deserve this. No matter what, Kaoru wanted to protect his brother from this cruel world. He never wanted him to know how awful this world really was. He wanted his brother to stay like he was now.
So for now, he was happy there was Kyouya to talk to. He was happy that when he landed down he saw him standing there, waiting for him, and telling him he did something good even when they both knew killing people wasn't good. He liked Kyouya more and more everyday and he was happy that he was there.
"Kyouya?" he asked, as they were alone walking through the dark.
"Yes?" he answered.
"I'm glad we get to know each other better" he kept silence for a while. "Even when it's under these circumstances. And I'm… I'm not mad at you for making me this… Well, of course I agreed… but…"
His voice failed him when he felt his hand grabbed by Kyouya. There was no answer and other then that no reaction. Kaoru kept silent and followed him through the dark. The buildings rose up high and he was glad he didn't have to walk through that alone. It was so stupid, but he felt really scared alone in the dark, even when no one on earth could possibly hurt him. Maybe it was because he was used to being with someone, always, for ever, every single second. The thoughts of that person made his stomach turn in a good way. His cold body warmed up again.
In the whole world, there wasn't a more beautiful person as his brother.
And he got to be with him, everyday. He got to be his twin. He was born with him on the same day and they looked exactly like each other. It was the greatest happiness in his life. He just wished his twin didn't feel the same, because then his world would crash down when he found out what for a being he actually was.
"Ah there it is. Right where I left it" Kyouya voice pierced through the dark. He still held Kaoru's hand.
The dark wasn't a obstacle to see for Kaoru. His eyes could see through walls. He had so many kinds of visions he forgot all the names. There wasn't a thing he couldn't see. Infra-red, X-ray… he had them all. At first it scared him, seeing everything when he was supposed to see nothing, but he got used to it. He got used to being a weapon. Kyouya gestured at the little motor cycle, with the insigne of the army. He walked to it, giving a helm to Kaoru.
"Thank you" he said politely. It was nice when people pretended he was still human.
"I have to think of your safety, no?" the sarcastic answer came.
Kaoru laughed.
"You never know. A design flaw" he grinned.
"There are no flaws in my designs" Kyouya answered smiling, getting on the motor cycle. "I made you flawless. Perfect."
"Well, thank you!" Kaoru said and sat down behind him.
He wrapped his arms around Kyouya's waist. Kyouya shivered at the cold touch. Humans feel warm, but since the temperature outside was cold, Kaoru felt cold too. He felt so cold Kyouya wanted to throw up, but he didn't. He couldn't. Kaoru always smiled. That smile only left his face once. Kyouya started the motor cycle and the cold came down on them. Kaoru's grip tightened.
"Hikaru loves riding fast" he said, over the noise the motor made.
Kyouya focused on the road.
"I'm not driving fast" he answered absently.
The streets were empty. Everyone was inside. Only the lights of a few lampposts prevented the streets from getting completely dark. Kyouya raced through the streets, indeed, a little faster then was legal. But he didn't really care. He wouldn't get caught. He wouldn't care. He was done with just obeying people. It made him turn his friend into a monster. He smirked in himself when he thought that he was more traumatized by that then Kaoru was. It didn't make sense. He didn't make sense to himself anymore.
War changes people. Mistakes changes people. And Kyouya was going through war and he made a terrible mistake. It was no miracle he changed.
"You know, when it's so peaceful outside, you'd barely think it's war, would you? I mean… everything and everyone seems so quiet and happy" Kaoru laid his head against Kyouya's back, closing his eyes. "If they only knew how much people died…"
He wanted to say something to make the sadness go away, but the only thing Kyouya managed to whisper was Kaoru's name. He just couldn't say more. Just couldn't find the words to make a weapon cheer up. What to say to someone who saw the cruelty of this world, he was backstabbed by his own friends? He wanted to apologize, to tell him he was sorry for putting him through this.
But it wouldn't change anything, he knew. It wouldn't make him happy. He was way too kind to be happy when someone else apologized. He'd probably think that if it was so bad Kyouya apologized he was about to die. Kyouya shivered again. Should he tell him?
"Are you cold?" Kaoru asked. "You're shivering."
"I'm okay…" he said, his eyes still road and he couldn't help it but laugh a little.
"Why are you laughing?" the question immediately came.
"Nothing… I just… I just remarked that you're always talking about other persons. Always asking about others. What about you, are you cold? You're shivering too" he answered back.
The cold bit in his face. Luckily the Hitachiin mansion wasn't much further. And then he could return to that base… Disgusting. He hoped Kaoru would be able to end this war soon. He hoped his life would be normal soon.
"I just… I don't like to talk about myself" he kept silent. "And I haven't felt cold or warm or anything since… uhm… I've become this."
Kyouya almost slipped in the turn they made. Immediately Kaoru stretched his one hand out and pushed to motorcycle back up. Both didn't say a word. Kyouya felt his heart racing and not from the fear from falling. He didn't like it, that feeling welling up in his chest. He whished he just didn't care about Kaoru at all. Kaoru brought his hand back to Kyouya's waist, his fingers clenching around the fabric of his T-shirt. He sighed, laid his forehead on his back.
"Sorry" he said after some time.
"I wouldn't know what there is to apologize for" a silence. "You've done nothing wrong."
Kaoru stared at his back.
"Neither did you" he whispered back. "To be honest… I was… I was really happy when I heard it was you who was going to… to make my body different. Because… Because I knew I could trust you."
Such kind words. Kyouya bit his lip as the feeling only got worse. Why, why did he have to be so kind? Why was the way he pretended everything did was alright, so sad in his eyes? Why couldn't he just let it go already? It couldn't be avoided. It needed to be done. He was just the one who did it, the one who invented it. If he wouldn't have done it, someone would've.
Yes, it would've happened anyway. There was nothing that could avoid it.
He stopped. Kaoru got off the motor cycle.
"Thank you" Kyouya suddenly said, looking away.
Kaoru felt his cheeks color and he couldn't find a reason why. He hopped from one leg to the other, nervous for some reason. Maybe it was because he never saw Kyouya so… kind? He was always harsh and matter-of-factly, as cold as the air outside now was. But since he worked together with him at the base he changed. Kaoru changed too. Kyouya's kindness was there, in all gestured he did, but it was just so invisible and subtle no one ever noticed. But he noticed now and it became more obvious every day.
"It's just the truth…" he whispered back. "Thank you for bringing me home. I wouldn't have liked walking around in those dark streets alone."
"You don't need to be scared" Kyouya smiled as Kaoru handed him the helmet over again.
"I know. But I don't like being alone" he answered again.
"No one likes being alone" and there it was again.
"Well, then… I'll be going… Hikaru is probably waiting…" Kaoru turned around.
He made a few steps then turned around and smiled at Kyouya again.
"See you tomorrow!" then he turned around and walked away again.
"Goodnight" he screamed over his shoulder, before disappearing inside.
Kyouya's dark eyes followed the boy behind its glasses, until he smashed the door closed behind him. He clenched his hand around the helmet Kaoru gave him. He bit his lip as the terribly cold feeling took over again. A single tear threatened to fall, but didn't as the cold froze it almost immediately. The cold bit through his clothes. But he didn't care.
Kaoru never deserved this. And he was sorry for doing that to him nevertheless.
"Goodnight, Kaoru…"
Then he drove off as the world became a little colder.
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Hikaru looked down from the window at the scene happening.
"Is that Kyouya-senpai?" he asked.
The girl behind him took a step closing, looking too. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to identify the boy talking to his twin.
"I think so" she answered.
A silence.
"Kaoru's with Kyouya a lot lately, isn't he" Haruhi said, her eyes going to the displeased face of her boyfriend.
"Yeah…" he answered and sighed.
The door was smashed open.
"Ha-ru-hi!" it happily sounded. "Hi-ka-ru!"
Hikaru turned around, watching his brother jump inside. He immediately smiled. It wasn't like it wasn't fun when only Haruhi was around, but he just loved his brother so much when he had that happy smile and he jumped around like a complete fool. He loved the way he always seemed to brighten up his day, make the room a little warmer. There was no one who could compare with his brother. No one.
"Was that Kyouya outside?" Hikaru smirked.
Kaoru's cheeks immediately colored red.
"Y-Yes" he said.
Haruhi laughed a little. Hikaru's eyes lightened up. His smirk widened.
"He brought you home? My, my isn't he a gentleman" he walked to his brother who's face was now all red.
"I-I-It's not like that" he whined.
"You like him, don't you!" Hikaru poked his brother who started laughing.
"Haruhiiiiii, help mee! Tell him I don't like Kyouya! You believe me, right?" Kaoru could say between the fits of laughter.
"Well, you are hanging around with him a lot lately" Haruhi said and Hikaru's hands where everywhere on Kaoru's body.
"That's not helping!" Kaoru screamed while he tried to get away from his brother.
"Just admit, just admit!" Hikaru sang through the room.
"Ew! Don't make me think about it! Not Kyouya!" he faked a shiver, "that would just be too wrong."
"… You guys are always wrong" Haruhi suddenly said.
The poking stopped and Hikaru and Kaoru both looked at the girl. They didn't need words, they didn't need a start sign, they didn't need to look at each other, they just knew. On exact the same moment they both jumped at the girl. Haruhi found herself on the bed any moments later, with pillows flying everywhere.
Hikaru grabbed a pillow and started the pillow fight. His brother's laughter filled the room and soon his followed; until even Haruhi was laughing that it hurt. Hikaru watched his brother for a moment but when he got hit with a pillow he quit his musing over his brother.
Things were just better when Kaoru was there.
And he didn't notice how cold his brother felt. He didn't notice how much his brother struggled with controlling his power and not hitting anyone too much. He didn't even notice his sad look when the pillow ripped and feathers were flying around. Haruhi didn't notice either, since she was too busy with surviving the overactive twins that seemed to like the way pillows ripped.
About an hour later they collapsed on the bed, ribs hurting from the laughter, tired from the fight. Feathers lay everywhere. The bed was large enough for the three of them. Hikaru's head rested on Kaoru's stomach and his hand was holding Haruhi's. Kaoru was stroking his hair gently and Haruhi was just too tired to do anything.
"We were supposed to watch a movie" Hikaru said after so time.
"Hmhhhm" Kaoru answered.
"I'm too tired" Haruhi answered.
"Then next time" Hikaru smiled.
"Yeah..." Kaoru answered.
"Okay then" Haruhi answered.
"… That wasn't enthusiastic" Hikaru complained.
"Maybe she doesn't want to see you anymore" Kaoru joked.
A sigh was all they got from reply from Haruhi.
"That's mean!" Hikaru shouted, getting up. "She loves me!"
"Or she says she does, but she actually loves me, but she can't tell us apart and…" Kaoru kept silent. "Why does that make me think of that blonde girl?"
Hikaru's grin changed in a laugh. He snuggled close to his brother, who wrapped an arm around him as a reflex. Pulling him a little closer, he laughed too.
"Which blonde girl?" Haruhi asked, looking at the identical boys.
"Asakura-chan!" they said in unison.
"Hm?" she encouraged them to tell further.
"Well, in middle school, when girls confessed to one of us, they mostly said the other would be good too. And well" Hikaru sighed. "That doesn't really matter. But one day, we were bored …"
"… Which happens too often" Haruhi interrupted.
Hikaru just smirked and continued his story: "and then she came. I think it was Kaoru she originally confessed to and to kill the boredom he actually began a relation with her. But when he didn't feel like going I just went and visa versa..."
"… She never even noticed" Kaoru ended the story. "It was really funny to see her face every time."
"That's cruel! The poor girl!" Haruhi got up.
"It's not cruel" they said in unison again. "And besides, isn't it cruel that she doesn't know which one she's dating?"
Haruhi kept silent for a while. "I guess."
"Good girl" Kaoru laughed.
Hikaru shivered.
"What's wrong?" Kaoru asked as he shivered too.
"N-Nothing" Hikaru said.
He got up and smiled.
"Let's see that movie anyway!" he exclaimed and jumped of the bed.
"As long as I don't have to get up" Haruhi yawned.
Kaoru and Hikaru started laughing at the exact same moment. Sometimes, when things were like this, it was hard to think anything changed. It was hard to believe he wasn't even human anymore and his brother was living a lie because of him. It was hard to watch things so happy and peaceful. When he heard his brother laugh like that, when the happiness and innocence was overflowing he wanted to turn around and run. Just run. Just disappear from this little planet. Then he'd fly away with his wings and he'd watch him from a distance. Then his brother didn't need to live with the pain that his own twin betrayed him. Then he'd just be sad because he was gone, but he would be happy with Haruhi.
And if they got kids later, they'd give him his name. And everything when Hikaru'd watch that kid play around, he'd think of him.
Then no one needed to be hurt. Then no one needed to see the cruelty of this world.
"Kaoru?" Haruhi's voice brought him back to reality.
"Ah, sorry" he smiled, looking at her. "Did you say something?"
She shook her head.
"No, not really" she answered back. "You just looked sad."
"Sad?" he looked away from her, forcing a smile, "I'm not sad."
He jumped up and bowed to her.
"How could I be sad when I can spend time with someone as wonderful as you?" he grinned.
"Okay… now you sound just like Tono" Hikaru said over his shoulder, as he tried to get the TV in their room working.
Haruhi's mouth just fell open as she watched how overly large the thing was. She yawned again and her eyes flew over the clock. It was late already. Winter would come soon. But inside here it was cozy and warm and she was happy to be here.
"Ouch, that hurt" Kaoru laughed back, jumping to his brother, sitting down next to him.
It was then that Haruhi's smile turned into a scream and her eyes widened. Her hand was on her mouth just as sudden as the scream filled the room. Hikaru and Kaoru jumped up and turned around, in exact the same movements.
"What's wrong?!" they both asked.
"K-K-Kaoru… You're…" she shook her head and regained some self control. "You're soaked in blood!"
Hikaru's eyes widened instantly as he grabbed his brothers shoulders. Watching his brother shrink back from pain, made him sick. He bit his lip and then saw the red drops coloring his shirt. Kaoru just gave him a weak smile back.
"It's nothing… Don't worry" and with those words he released himself.
"I'll just change clothes and then it's all over" he jumped away, but his brother grabbed his hand.
"What happened?" his voice sounded so cold Kaoru shivered.
Haruhi stood up as well. It was amazing how fast the warmth of the room could leave, how fast the world turned around. It was amazing how he could destroy everything. He wanted to cry, to scream and tell him that it were his wings, yes, his wings that were bleeding. But he couldn't. So he just searched for a lie in his head.
"I-I… I don't know" he answered, lying.
Hikaru's grip tightened. His eyes narrowed and he watched the dark red spots widen on his brother's shirt. His heart raced faster that he thought it could, but he didn't show his fear. He controlled himself, holding his twin's cold hand in his warm one. He hated it when Kaoru tried to lie to him. It was useless and it hurt him. It hurt him that Kaoru couldn't trust him.
"Don't lie" he bit back.
Everyone was silent. Haruhi didn't move a muscle anymore, couldn't think of something to say to make the situation lighter. Kaoru just felt tears burning and the pain became worse. He just wanted to scream and tell him he was sorry. He wanted to tell him everything and he wanted Hikaru to say everything would be fine. But instead he just stood there, shivering and bleeding.
"Don't you dare to lie to me!" Hikaru shouted and he could care less about Haruhi's frightened look.
"I… I can't tell you" Kaoru answered, his voice interlaced with pain. "You can't help me."
With those words, Hikaru was defeated. His hand slid of the hand of his twin and he stared when his brother made his way to the bathroom. He felt tears form in his eyes, but forbid them from falling. He wasn't going to cry.
Haruhi walked up to him.
"Are you alright?" she asked, breaking the awkward silence.
"No" he answered, looking at her. "I'm not alright when my brother looks like he is going to die and he doesn't even want to tell me. And you know what's even worse?"
Haruhi took his hand, trying to calm him, but it was no use.
"It's not the first time. This has been going on for weeks! He comes home late and his clothes are ripped and there are bruises all over his body and then I have to pretend nothing happened!" he clenched his hand in a fist. "And when I ask him what happened he just lies and lies and lies! Like I wouldn't notice that!"
"… Maybe it's really better that you don't know? He'll tell you when he could" Haruhi said, hoping to get that hurt look of Hikaru's face.
"That makes it even worse" his voice was nothing then a worried whisper now. "Because what could be so bad and cruel in this world that he doesn't trust me enough to tell it?"
And Haruhi couldn't answer that. She could only shiver and hug Hikaru tight, hoping that Kaoru would be alright. Hoping that both of them would be alright. Because if there was something wrong with Kaoru, then there was something wrong with Hikaru too. It was just a rule, just a thing this universe made.
"K-Kaoru?" Hikaru recalled, but he got no answer. "We'll watch the movie without you if you don't hurry up."
Haruhi smiled to Hikaru.
"H-Hai! I'll be there right away!" the shaky answer came.
"Is it bad?" Hikaru couldn't help but ask.
"Ah, no! It looked a lot worse then it is! Now you just focus on Haruhi! She's our guest after all!" his voice was shaking and even when he tried to sound happy, the pain was sounding through.
No one believed him. Kaoru didn't expect them to believe it anyway. He knew it would hurt if they bought it. Everything hurt. He destroyed everything and it couldn't be repaired anymore.
He heard the sound of the movie playing loudly, even when in fact it was quite soft. He just heard everything too well. His head hurt from the sounds everyday. He heard his brother's heart race with fear, heard him tremble slightly. He laid the shirt with the bloodstains away and inspected his body in the mirror. The purple signs on his shoulders were tore apart, and blood was dripping down. And there, if you watched closely, he could see black feathers. He shivered.
Hikaru shivered too. Haruhi just stroke his hair again and said Kaoru would be fine.
Kaoru quickly grabbed the phone and dialed the number without even watching. It wasn't long before he heard the voice on the other side of the line.
"Yes?"
"It's uhm… Kaoru…" he tried to keep his voice from shaking.
"What's the problem Kaoru?" he still sounded cold.
"My…" he looked at the door and whispered, "My wings started bleeding."
Silence.
"Pay me a visit tomorrow. I'll fix you" was the answer he got. "Before school, okay?"
"Y-Yes…" Kaoru answered.
"See you tomorrow" he couldn't see the small smile around his lips.
"See you" he answered back.
The line went dead and Kaoru felt alone. He laid the phone back and tried to bandage his own shoulders as good as possible. He couldn't ask his brother or a nurse or his mom. He was alone. All alone. He quickly changed and was happy when he saw it stopped bleeding. He glanced at the shirt. He felt his heart skipping a beat when the bloodstains were neatly in the form of two wings. He clenched his hand and prayed to anyone who would hear him that this would end soon.
He didn't want to be like this. He didn't want to hurt his twin like this. He wanted to be Kaoru once again.
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Hikaru's head was in his lap, his hand reaching over his legs to hold Haruhi's hand. Kaoru didn't even pretend to watch the movie. He just looked at his brother, sleeping so peacefully.
"He always does that" he said, smiling to Haruhi.
She looked back and gave him a smile back.
"Falling asleep for the TV?" she asked.
Kaoru nodded, his eyes flying back to his brother. His hand ran through his hair. He smiled.
"I don't know why, but he never watches the ending of movies. He sleeps before it ends. Always" he didn't add that he only loved watching movies so much, because his brother would curl up beside him and lay his head on his chest or lap.
Haruhi kept silent, not really knowing what to say. She just watched the movie reaching the end. When the screen turned black and the names were playing, she stood up.
"I better go, before my dad starts to worry" she smiled.
Kaoru nodded. Haruhi closed her jacket again and almost turned away, but Kaoru's words stopped her.
"Haruhi… I'm… I'm really happy we met you" he looked away and it was obvious to see he had difficulty voicing what he was trying to say. "I'm really happy my brother loves you."
Haruhi just kept silent, but something in his voice scared her.
"Because…" he still stared at his twin's face, "because… if I die now… he wouldn't be alone anymore."
Haruhi's eyes widened a little.
Kaoru's eyes stayed on his twin's face, but he trembled slightly as he continued: "Even if I wouldn't be there anymore, he wouldn't be alone. He has you now. He can be happy with you now…"
"Kaoru…" she whispered and some kind of fear was sounding through.
He looked like he was snapped back to reality. He smiled at her. Haruhi suppressed her shiver when she saw how obvious he was faking that smile. She could hear Hikaru's desperate words from a few hours ago rushing through her head again and once more she became scared. Because really, what could be so awful that it made Kaoru talk about death so easily, that it made Haruhi shiver and Hikaru nearly cry?
"Sorry" he said. And after a while he added: "Don't tell Hikaru how weird I actually am." Another silence. "He'll find out anyway. Soon enough."
Then the forced smile came back: "See you tomorrow!"
"Y-Yeah… See you tomorrow" Haruhi mumbled.
She turned around before he could say another word, the dark feeling in her chest spreading. His words haunted her, and she was scared. She was scared that there was something wrong with Kaoru and no one could help him anymore. She felt like it couldn't be alright anymore. Rushing from the stairs, almost falling in her attempt to be as quick as possible, she didn't look back once. She waved a quick goodbye to Hikaru and Kaoru's mother, who was working in her office. The maids opened the door for her and for the first time she didn't give them a polite thank you back, she just rushed out the door.
She wanted to be gone, gone from that place. She wanted to be as far away from that look in Kaoru's eyes as possible. She wanted to stop the tears that burned in her eyes, the fear spreading in her chest.
Haruhi didn't walk home. She ran.
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Heeeey! This is me again! Yay! I hope you enjoyed my first chapter! Yeah, this story is going to be a little different then the previous because well, Kaoru is a weapon now. I'll explain more in later chapters XD Should I put this under Sci-Fi or Fantasty or something?
This turned out to be a lot longer then I thought it would XD So I decided to stop here and put the rest in another chapter. Ideas are always welcome. And yeah... there are going to be hints of KyouyaxKaoru... because... because... I LIKE THAT PAIRING! XD Don't ask me why, I just like it for some reason. I was eating sandwiches and suddenly I though: "Omfg, Kyouya and Kaoru are MEANT to be together" ... Seriously... it did go like that. And now I like it. And of course there are hints of Hikaru x Haruhi -shivers- which I don't like at all, but anyway. Poor Haruhi, scared the girl. Yeah, I know... a screaming Haruhi? But hey, I think it's pretty scary to see a friend of you with a lot of blood on his T-shirt and he doesn't even react. I would scream and I don't scream easily... so... well... XD And please don't hate me when some of the chars become a ,little OOC, I just can't help it XD
Ah, the song is "Keep Me Close" from Chris Daughtry. I thought it was quite fitting. Ah, and I don't know their ages ... but let's say they're sixteen, okay? XD
Oh, before I forget. The things in italic and between -- are the song lyrics, the things Kaoru sings. Yes he sings them XD And the things that are italic and underlined and between -- are the things his programming says. You know, like you have those pc's on tv that say: "you have mail" and stuff XD
Please, please, pretty pleaaaaaaaaaaaaase review! XD I really love reviews!
And there here comes the credits to Hoenn!
Yay! I'm so happy she wants to BETA my story again! She helped me with the sumarry too! I really suck at making sumarries... but she gave me a few ideas!
