A/N: The plot bunny struck, and with me having a MAJOR writer's block for my main story, I couldn't resist. Also, if you see anything wrong about the Titanic here, tell me. I'm going on what I find on the internet, and the net loves to lie. Also, I've found a bunch of different sail dates and sink dates, SO BEAR WITH ME! For what I am told, it sailed on the 10th of April, 1912, and sank on the 15th. If you know better, tell me!
Warnings: Boyxboy love in the form of KuroFai, language, and adult situations. Mabe smex.
Must Reads: The Fai we know and love is Yuui. Remember that!
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Kurogane moved through the thick cloud of bodies, waving hankerchiefs, and waving arms till he could see the dock, searching through the sea below until he found the the person whom he was looking for. Soon her violet eyes found his crimson ones, and she smiled sweetly. He had only shoved his way to the edge of the ship so he could make sure Tomoyo wasn't crying, because if she was and he didn't appear he would look like a bad husband, and impressions were everything when one was in high business.
Kurogane nodded a bit, and then turned to let some other poor sap in front to say his good-byes. But he paused for a moment. There stood a blonde man, dressed in a low-class suite that hung on his frame oddly. It was mostly made of a dingy brown frabic that made him look worn down, though he would have been beautiful if dressed right. He was stooped over with his elbows sat on the edge of the grand ship, hands laced to make a net for his chin, while his silky blonde hair blew in the wind. Kurogane wondered how a hard-working citizen like him had such pale skin, since he would naturally be in the sun. That was how he had grown so dark himself: working hard on the docks. Now he owned a large trading company which owned several ships of it's own. He didn't care at all for being rich, but upon his mother's passing from a tuberculosis, he had promised her he'd make a better life. Now he had a fiance to support and a company to run, yet somehow it was all so boring.
He noticed this man had no one he was waving to, or even hinting a smile toward, though he shrugged it off and walked away. Partly because it wasn't his business, and partly because he knew what it felt like to be alone.
Just to pass time, he went to his room. Though it was not one of the four parlor suites, the single-bed state room was nice enough, decorated with thick fabrics that he didn't particulary like and dark gleaming wood. Always favoring Japanese styles, Kurogane didn't have much to say about the room but it was dark and dank and dreadfully boring. Part of him missed being young and adventurous, working himself hard on the docks and always taking life as it came. Now the sky seemed to have lost it's vigor and life had evening into a characterless lull.
There was a knock on his door, and he answered it to find a distant business partner of his, who's center of operations was set up in Asia. Beside him stood his wife, Souma, and though she looked harmless enough, Kurogane was aware of how vicous she could be if she had to be.
"I was just going to the smoking room while Souma went to the reading room. Would you like to join me?"
And since he had nothing better to do, Kurogane went.
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Dear Yuui,
The R.M.S Titanic set sail today, though I cannot say I feel at ease to be off. I have a churning, aching feeling in the pit of my stomach which warns me of great calamity and maybe death. I fear that this titanic lump of steal will not make it to New York, and it scares me to the fullest: what will come of you, Yuui? I will have to pay close attention to my dreams and hope they do not warn of disaster, or otherwise I fear for you, dear brother.
Today I saw a man studying you during the final good-byes. For some odd reason, this man doesn't feed the fire in my stomach - he calms it greatly. I think you should speak to him next time your paths cross, which I think they inevidably will. He seems to be stuck in a horrible rut and cannot escape. Mabe you can help him. Your smiles work magic, Yuui, even when they're not true.
Your twin brother,
Fai D. Flourite, the 10th of April, 1912
"Fai, will you stop writing obvious things in that little book of yours? This ship is magnificient! We should be out exploring, not sitting in our cabin writing." Yuui bounded into the room and took the book from his brother's hands. For a moment Fai was about to struggle to get it back, but then he saw his brother would not look at the pages as he closed it and set it on the bed beside him. "Come on!"
Fai was dragged out of his small, two-berth, third-class room and down the narrow halls and eventually up to the main deck. All the while Yuui spouted things about how much he'd missed. "Why would you stay down there when you could be up here?"
"Who were you saying good-bye to...?" The last question came as a slow, low question as they burst into the openness of the main deck, and for the first time Fai saw the openess that was the main deck, with the sky streatching endlessly above.
"See? Look, now the docks are but a speck on the horizon!" Yuui pointed to their side, and indeed they were mils offshore. "We're going Ireland tomarow, then to America!" He laughed the last word as if it were the best thing on Earth. "America! We'll be a sea away from it all!"
And when Fai looked into his brother's eyes, he couldn't help but share in that contagious overwhelming happiness. Together they whooped and laughed and for a long time, Fai forgot the telltale churning of his stomach. They flung themselves to the bow of the boat, clinging to the wires, and whooped again and again, Fai's short hair ruffling in the breeze and Fai's ponytail blowing in the wind.
"AMERICA HERE I COME!" screamed Yuui, laughing as he did so.
And so, the voyage began.
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Sorry for the shortness. I promise longer chapters in the future! Reveiw please!