Something was wrong with Subaru's face.
He studied his reflection in the mirror carefully, trying to find the problem. It wasn't the slightly sunken cheeks or his lengthening hair, he quickly decided. No, the problem was with his eyes somehow.
He closed each in turn - first, the green one, leaving just his brown-gold eye. The reflection was pleasing - predatory, cold, distant. Everything that he wanted to be.
So it was the other one, then. He studied the green eye closely. Too vulnerable, too deep, too much like hers. Looking at it alone made him wince. He didn't want to see it any more.
The solution was simple, then. And it would bring him closer to Seishirou.
He quickly found a knife in the kitchen of the Sakurazuka estate, and headed to the bathroom with the silvery metal in hand. He brought the blade to rest against his green eye, point-first, then paused for a moment. 'Kamui' had said Seishirou didn't want him to have scars that he hadn't left...
But Seishirou was gone now, and Subaru would have to leave scars for him.
He brought the blade down at a slight angle, wincing as the pain hit and half the world turned brilliant red. Once the knife was in, it was suprisingly easy to flick the blade forward and pull his eye with it, sinewy still trailing from his socket. He cut across the nerves, severing the horrible green thing entirely, and smiled as the red part of his vision dissapeared and the world became strikingly flat.
He studied his reflection for a moment, lid closed over the empty socket, ignoring the pain and the blood running down his face. Then he went to go find a new eye.
It quickly turned out that Seishirou had not, in fact, left any glass eyes behind. Subaru eventually gave up, bandaging over his injury, and walked out of the gardens.
Somehow, it didn't suprise him to discover that 'Kamui' was there, with a small white orb held loosely in one hand.
The taller man was the first to speak, studying the glass eye. "I'm not certain you're exactly keeping to the spirit of his Wish, Subaru... But I suppose he'll be the one to fix the scar again. He left this - a spare, I suppose - in his apartment, and I guessed that you might need it soon." He looked up at Subaru. "I take it I was right?"
Subaru nodded mutely, stepping forwards and taking the eye from the man's hand. He turned away, discreetly slipping in the glass orb in underneath his bandages and wincing slightly at the cold against the still-fresh wound. He then turned back to face 'Kamui', discovering that the man was walking away through the gardens. "Wait," he called.
The man turned, raising an eyebrow. "Yes?"
Subaru paused, trying to figure out how to phrase the question. Eventually he figured it out. "You don't look like him any more. Ever."
'Kamui' laughed. "That's because, Subaru-kun, you only want to see him in the mirror now."
And with that, he was gone.