Note from Arashi: This was a mixture of Chobits, Linkin Park, and talking to my friend who's like Kurogane, only slightly more mellow. Haha. It's short. Like really short. But I couldn't think of any way to lengthen it, since it's one of those things that just clicks in your head... Anyways, voilà. Oh, and I don't own Linkin Park or Tsubasa.
What Are You Fighting For?
Raison d'Être
The stupid mage wasn't functioning. What was he to do? He'd gotten way too close, and now all this. While thoughts of his past raced through his head, he rested his chin on his arm, which both of were resting on the table. He had barely spoke at all in the past few days. Kurogane was getting sick of it. He should be glad he's alive. And thankful. But no. He's now wallowing in self-pity and guilt with a blank look in those gorgeous, blue eyes...
"Fai," came the ninja's deep voice.
"You already know, Kurogane. Ashura showed you all." Fai made no attempt to move.
And Kurogane winced. It almost stung being called his full name by the happy-go-lucky, I'm-gonna-hug-you-till-you-suffocate kind of guy he used to know. "I would say don't look back, but it would seem you have nothing else to do with yourself." He growled a bit.
There was a pause of silence. Then quietly, almost unable to be heard... "I erased myself, because Fai was the better one. I took his name, even though I didn't deserve it..."
Kurogane looked at him sideways. Suddenly, he walked over and put a hand on his shoulder. "You're alive, aren't you? You've made a new life for yourself, and you should live it for him, if no one else."
Fai rolled his head to the side and looked at him. He didn't respond, other than a light smile.
"Good. Now that we've got that settled, start being your idiotic self again." The ninja turned to walk away.
"Love you, Kuro-pu," the magician said quietly.
He stopped and looked at him sideways. "...It's Kurogane."
"You know you love it..."
"Well...No! What, are you on crack!?"
"Maybe, who knows..."
"That would explain a lot, like your missing brain cells."
"Would you get me that coat from our room?"
"Whatever." He started walking away again.
"Good doggy..." Those teasing inflections still weren't in his voice, but he decided he would try. For Kurogane. And he'd try to follow that little saying of the ninja's, about not looking back.
Let mercy come and wash away what I've done...erase myself...and let go of what I've done... For what I've done, I start again, and whatever pain may come... Today this ends. I'm forgiving what I've done.