Howdy! Finally got around to this, so let's do it!
freya kurenai: I know, so sweet, ne? I...have no idea why you'd think about your brother's body guards...Thanks for reviewing!
Red Kitsune Flames: Yay, blood. Poor Kanone...it won't end well...hehehe, thanks for reviewing!
Polaris18: Heh, well, thanks even though you didn't like the chappy. As least I could still pull you into it! Er...actually, perhaps I'll lighten up on the details...Kanone has to give Kalelle blood because of the disease that Kalelle has. Poor Kalelle... thanks for reviewing!
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Once the two arrived home, Kanone stumbled to the nearest seat, and flopped down in it. Kalelle chuckled at the panting boy, who was gripping his stomach, and ruffled his hair, "Now, now, there's no need to be a drama queen. You get this done every week and you're never this emotional about it."
"S-sorry.." Kanone managed to gasp out. In reality, he knew Kalelle was right; he had never gotten this worked up over simply walking home. Still, he couldn't seem to catch his breath, and was beginning to feel light-headed.
"Don't be sorry, just...don't faint on me, alright?" the older one asked, looking only slightly concerned. He knew Kanone wouldn't be too badly injured from such a common procedure, but he was a bit concerned at the symptoms the other was showing.
Kanone nodded and closed his eyes, attempting to steady his breathing, "Why...why does this hurt so bad?" he wondered to himself, not daring to ask this question aloud. He knew Kalelle would have no answer for him, and even if he did, he wouldn't give it to him; not without a price he wasn't ready to pay.
Silence fell over the two for a moment until the orignal boy turned from the stove, smiling, "Ready." he announced, placing the food on the table, "Now eat up so you can get the dishes done."
The slightly shorter boy nodded and made his way to the table, inhaling his food as quickly as possible while still remaining composed, almost elegant. He never knew why he bothered to show manners in front of Kalelle, but he did, nonetheless. He took a break from eating to smile up at the one who had prepared the rather tasty meal, "Thank you." he said, his voice barely a whisper.
A roll of identical golden eyes was all the more motion he recieved, "Why thank me? It's not like I don't do it every week." he said, a bit too sarcastically.
Kanone instincitvely flinched the tiniest bit at the tone, "Sorry...I know you do, but I still feel that I should thank you." he needlessly explained himself.
Kalelle sighed and shrugged, turning to head back to the bathroom, "I'm taking a shower. When I get out, I expect the dishes to be done and my bed to be made."
"Yes, sir." the seated boy whispered, frowning at the sudden change in attitude. Eyes wasn't even here and he was acting bitter. Was he really that objecting to a simple 'thank you'? Kanone shook his head and quickly finished his meal, washing the dishes and then making the only bed in the house. He sighed and sat down on the edge of it, folding his hands in his lap and staring at them, "Why?" There was no other part to that question, he simply wanted to know why. Why was everything as it was? Why did Kalelle act this way? Why had he been forced into this life; created only to be destroyed slowly and painfully? Why was life so unfair? Of course these were selfish thoughts, and he knew he shouldn't be having them. No good, order-obeying clone had thoughts like these, it was the simple truth. He certainly couldn't blame it on his humanity; Kalelle said he had none, and therefore he didn't. It wasn't fair at all, but it was the way it was.
Ten minutes later, Kanone was too absorbed in his thoughts to notice the identical boy approach him. Kalelle came to stand directly in front of him, raising an eyebrow at the clone, whose head was bowed but not out of respect. No, the other boy was simply...thinking. That was ridiculous, though, "He's not supposed to think, he's not allowed. That's not why he was created, so why is he doing it?" The other one's actions confused him, and he frowned, "What are you doing?"
The voice floated through the air, striking Kanone and sending him shooting straight up into a stiff, standing position, head bowed now out of fear, and was shaking slightly, "I'm sorry, sir." he quickly apologized, mostly out of habit, "Forgive me."
Kalelle glared slightly and slapped him, hard, "Why were you thinking?" he demanded, "That's not what you're supposed to do."
Kanone whimpered and closed his eyes, "I-I'm s-sorry." he repeated, "I c-couldn't help it."
"Don't let it happen again." he ordered in a firm voice. In all honesty, he really had no problem with Kanone thinking, it was a natural thing for living creatures to do. That is, if those creatures were meant to think. The boy in front of him wasn't, though, he was meant to obey orders, not to think. The notion that he had been thinking scared him more than anything, and he frowned once again at the red mark covering his clone's cheek. The mark he had just made in a moment of fear and confusion. Of course he had every right to hit him, he owned him. So, why did it feel so wrong to see him shaking and apologizing for something he couldn't have stopped if he wanted to? Why did he feel guilty for hitting the other one? He sighed and placed a hand gently on the clone's cheek, ignoring the flinch. He checked around to make sure no one else was around, and smiled softly, "I'm sorry I hit you." he whispered. He offered no explanation, a simple apology would suffice. After all, even if he was sorry, Kalelle explained himself and his actions to no one.
After recovering from the shock of not being hit, Kanone relaxed into the touch a little and soon braved a glance up at his owner, "I-It's alright." he assured him, "I s-shouldn't have been thinking." He knew it was true, but it still felt wrong to apologize for it.
"You can't help it." Kalelle argued, "I'm sure if you could, you wouldn't have, but thoughts happen regardless of whether or not you want them to."
Kanone nodded and jumped as the phone rang. He went to answer it, but stopped as the other boy beat him to it and picked up the phone, "Yes?" he asked, slightly annoyed that his conversation was being interrupted, "Oh...I...I see...yes, thank you. Yes, I'll be there as soon as I can. No, he doesn't...yes, of course. Goodbye." He hung up and frowned slightly, "Eyes was in an accident, he's at the hospital right now."
Concern for the only person who treated him as human took over and Kanone's head snapped up, "Is he alright?"
Kalelle briefly wondered why his clone cared so much for his lover, but already suspected something between them. He honestly didn't care. It wasn't as if he truly loved Eyes, but he was the best thing he could find, so he dealt, "I'm not sure. He's unconscious right now, and possibly in a coma." The clone's golden eyes widened at the news, "It seems we'll have a new addition to the household if he can't recover on his own."
"His clone." came the nearly unconscious whisper.
"Yes." Kalelle confirmed, sighing, "I need to go now. Stay here and maintain the house in my absence, and I'll be home shortly." A brief nod was his only reply as he swept out the door, closing it softly behind him.
"Eyes." Kanone thought, sitting back down on the soft bed. He wondered why he was so worried, it wasn't as if Eyes would die from this. Even if he had gone into a coma, they could always take whatever they needed from his clone to keep him stable until he woke up. He wondered where the silver-haired boy had been going in such a hurry to get him in such a bad accident, though. Not that he would really know, he knew next to nothing about the boy, only that he was kind and seemed to have more compassion than was healthy in this day and age. He tiredly closed his eyes, always being worn out after his trips to the hospital, and couldn't help but curl up on the bed giving into the increasingly strong pull of sleep.
The next thing he knew, Kanone was being poked in his forehead by a cold finger. He blinked a few times and looked up into extremely familiar blue orbs, "Eyes." the name was said with enough recognition to make anyone suspicious, but the older brunette, who was standing behind the azure-eyed boy paid it no attention.
"Eyes?" asked the silver-haired boy, tilting his head to the side. He stared at Kanone for a moment more before he laughed slightly, "I'm not Eyes, I'm Eriol!"
"Wha..." Completely lost, the olive eyes traveled behind the Eyes look-a-like to see his owner standing there, a raised eyebrow pointed in his direction. He quickly jumped up, forcing Eriol to jump out of the way, "Sorry, sir, I fell asleep." he said, wincing as he knew what was coming. There was no way Kalelle was going to let him off easy; he had embarrassed him in front of someone else.
The other boy simply sighed however, "I'm aware of that." he informed the clone, "Now, don't be rude and introduce yourself to our guest."
Still confused, but not wanting to question or disobey Kalelle, the younger boy turned to Eriol, "Hello, my name is Kanone, it's a pleasure to meet you." He held out his hand, bowing.
Eriol tilted his head to the side again, "Your act strange." he noted, shrugging and taking the hand, "I'm Eriol."
"You already said that." Kanone thought to himself, but didn't see how being rude would help him any, "Well, Eriol, I suppose you are Master Eyes' clone?"
"Master?" Eriol repeated, "I don't have a master..."
Now completely baffled, Kanone turned to Kalelle, "What is he..."
"He is an idiot." the latter assured his clone, "He's only been alive a day, he doesn't know much yet."
"I know plenty." Eriol defended himself, frowning, "And I'm not an idiot."
Kalelle curled his hand into a fist and Kanone winced, knowing what was coming. Miraculously, the blow never came, and Eriol stood there with as smug an expression as before. The older clone briefly wondered if he had been sucked into some alternate dimension, but Kalelle's next few, annoyed words cleared up everything, "You're not mine, I've got no right to touch you." he growled to himself, almost as if he were reminding himself of this fact, "Damn Eyes told me not to, in fact, but you had best not think you're going to lay around here and mooch off of me. If you want food and a place to sleep, you'll work just as hard as Kanone does to get that, understood?"
That order scared the experienced clone more than anything, "Did he just..." he whispered to himself.
"It was a fluke." Kalelle assured him, "It won't happen again." Kanone nodded, but bowed his head and smiled just the tiniest bit. It may have been a fluke, but it was still nice to hear Kalelle call him by his name for the first time.
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Hmm...that took a while in coming out, didn't it? Well, not much happened, but at least it's something! And...Eriol's here! If you don't know who Eriol is from Polaris' fics, then just know him as Eyes' clone. Other than that...review!
