Lies
How ironic that the moonlight peeking through the curtains of To-ya's room made Tsukishiro Yukito more real, and yet he felt less convinced that everything he fondly remembered were unfeigned. Nothing more than mere illusions, magic instilled in his mind to make him believe that he indeed existed.
Nothing more than lies.
What stunned Yukito more was the fact that To-ya had unrequitedly offered his powers up to sustain his alter ego, Yue, and keep Yukito's existence. If To-ya had known from the start that he wasn't human, had he chosen Yukito as his friend out of pity? Like an exorcist befriending a ghost to help it follow the light?
Yukito had most definitely felt something. Which was even too good to be true. Still, doubt clouded him, and clouded his recollections of To-ya's intentions from the start. The fact that the grandparents he though he was living with weren't on a cruise but rather non-existent brought about waves of pangs. Where did he come from? From non-existent air to hide Yue's true self? A proxy? Come to think of it, he couldn't remember anything before he had transferred to Tomoeda – other than being an orphan who needed to live with his grandparents.
But warmth filled him knowing that after moving here, after meeting him in school, he had existed. Somehow, Yukito had felt that he had existed as Yukito to someone; to To-ya, to Sakura, to her friends. To To-ya…
What was his assurance, he mused, that anything he remembered, anything he had felt, weren't lies? Nothing. Not even when Yue appeased him, telling him that Yukito still felt the same about everything else, about him, despite knowing his true existence.
Yukito let his thoughts drift, and focused on To-ya's sleeping form. Why he had given up his ability to see his dead mother and to protect Sakura was beyond Yukito. Though, should the situation have been reversed, would he do the same thing he had done?
Yes. Absolutely! Yukito didn't have to think, but yes he would give his lunch box if To-ya was hungry, he would give up a leg or two to save him. Give up his life to let him live.
But that's because he had special feelings for To-ya. Feelings he didn't want to lose even if it was, in the first place, built in make-believe, lies.
Yukito chuckled. Would it be foolish to believe Sakura that there was the slightest chance of him being first in To-ya's thoughts? Which could justify the power transfer?
Or was it all wishful thinking?
"Yuki…" To-ya stirred. "Now you won't disappear."
"So I wasn't human, my grandparents don't live in that house, I'm not a transfer student?" Yukito ranted. He didn't mean to voice out all his frustrations the moment To-ya woke up. But somehow, he just wanted hearing his comforting words. "My memories sometimes disappear, I am another person. All of my memories now were just a lie."
"But after you met me, they're all real."
A/N: Eeeeek! How cheesy! I'm itching! Next week, I'll be straining away from the manga and do an original plot... I just had to write those scenes out to satisfy my YukiTouya fangirlism...
Plot was based on CCS Vol. 09, the part where Yuki was watching Touya sleep *melts*; really, fangirling aside, that's the part where he stays with Touya while he was 'sick', in Touya's room... *major-major melting!* The descriptive cupping of the cheeks by Touya's palms were left out because I ran out of words again! aaaack!
Ok that's it for this week! Enjoy~~~ :3
And, standard disclaimer applies.
