Disclaimer: I do not own Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles. Only CLAMP does. Because they are Gods.
Razorblade Raindrops
By Any Unborn Child
I. Sapphires
It was not the same, was it?
Leaning against the sakura tree, the wind almost tickling his face, his unruly hair in disarray, Seishiro realized this.
There had been a change in him. In Subaru.
His eyes were not the shining ones that he remembered, that he held with such adoration.
They had shone like jewels newly discovered, their presence untouched by time and the ways of the world.
That had changed now.
But only somewhat.
It was true that he had been affected by what had happened to him in his life, the trials that he had endured, but there still was a glimmer, a sudden refraction of light.
He then realized.
The emerald ebullience of his eyes had changed to that of sapphires.
Enduring, melancholic sapphires.