HYOURI (Two sides)
by Maru de Kusanagi

A DRRR! DelHibi fanfiction

WARNING:AU. YAOi, drama. Character death. I'm not the owner of the series, just playing a little. A little confusing chapter...


CHAPTER 4

DELIC POV

A dark sky without stars. A song without music. That's my present today.

The day that everything went to hell…

Psyche was always loved by the people. He was charming, funny, and loveable. The thing is, he was very conscious of his own power over other persons, he knew how to meddle with them, make them do what he wanted, how to dig in their hearts for the darkest secret and use it for his own benefit. Psyche was a cute manipulator.

He knew, for this reason, of my feelings. He knew I was bleeding my heart every time he kissed Tsugaru, every time he would approach to me and I could smell his sweet skin, feel his warm closeness, that my breath would caught up in my throat, my heart will jump in my chest.

"This will be the last concert… then, we'll be over."

He said it as that, drinking absently from his soda can. I was speechless, looking at him wide eyed.

No.

Don't leave me!

When I realized, I had him against the floor, his magenta eyes looking at me with despise, unamused. And pity.

"Let go of me, Delic. We have played enough."

"No!" I could stop. My body reacted on his own will, and I was like a scared animal, trying to catch the thing that was the most important. "I won't let you go! I love you!"

I forced my lips on his, drinking his taste, his breath, along the soda. He let me do, I was much stronger and bigger, he was aware of this and it would be useless to try to escape. I ripped his jacket open along with the shirt, revealing the milky white skin.

"Delic…"

"Delic!"

I blinked, feeling my mind hazy. Golden eyes were looking at me expectantly, and I looked aside. We weren't on the club anymore. It was my place. How did we reach this place…?

"Where did you go?"

He was on the sofa next to me; he had taken his coat off and his hair fell graciously over his eyes. He looked so innocent.

"A memory… it doesn't matter anymore. What are you doing here?"

"You invited me."

I tried to regain the memory, but after his singing and we drinking the images were fuzzy. I did retain that he rejected otooro, Psyche's favorite sushi.

I'm not my brother…

"I think I fell asleep for a second" I sighed, covering my eyes "I'm tired;, so I'll call you a cab."

When I reached to my pocket, he grabbed my arm.

"Stop it. Why did you bring me here if you were to send me home? I came here… because I want you."

I grunted, taking him off. Damn. Damn. Damn.

"Delic…"

"Just…" I almost screamed, grabbing my hairs "Just… go. Please…"

Please go.

Because I will hurt you.

He stayed silent for a moment, and then reached carefully to me.

"Delic… I love you. Please, let me stay with you. Let me love you."

Love? Love? Kid, you are as stupid as any lover, only seeing what he wants to see.

He reached to me and kissed me. Oh, his mouth! Velvety sweet and soft, warm and clean, his lips were the sweetest thing I ever tasted. His hands moved over my neck, trying to undo my tie, opening the buttons of my shirt, and I moved my hands to his back. Our lips separated, we were panting hard, desire overcoming my defenses, and thanks to the alcohol, silencing the warning screams on my mind. His golden eyes shined in the dim light of the room, full of caring and love. But then, the eyes I saw were the fuchsia from Psyche, watching me sadly.

"No… Chibiya, please, stop it."

I pushed him firmly but carefully, trying to not leave a mark on his skin. He watched me angrily.

"Damn it Delic!" he cursed, looking at me desperate "Stop torturing yourself! I know… I know what happened that night!"

Everything fell apart around us. Like broken mirror pieces falling to the ground, the memories of that night flashed on my mind.

When I realized what I have done, it was too late. I wanted so hard to apologize, but my mouth was shut close. Psyche made himself a ball, crying in the floor, blood on his tights, the angry marks of my assault on him.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry!

Forgive me…

Please… I beg you…

He received the clothes I lend him and silent he dressed. I didn't know what to do. I talk to him, but he never looked at me once.

"Psyche, I'm sorry…" I hold him carefully, feeling his body stiff under my touch. "I'll take to the hospital and then I'll submit myself to the police."

I took my jacket and guided him out of the hotel room. I didn't see anything more than his back, walking slowly and the head down. Nothing else.

In the street, I made a sign to a cab, taking my eyes off him for a second.

Just a second, but it was enough.

The horn of a truck, screams, the sound of the wheels stopping abruptly. The sound of the body, hitting the floor a few meters ahead of my site.

And the blood, dripping of my hands, getting more and more cold.

I'm so sorry!

I love you!

FORGIVE ME!

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HIBIYA POV

His eyes were stranger, looking at a ghost. And I was really tired of this.

Delic, I know the truth.

I was a child, but not deaf nor stupid. It wasn't hard to connect the dots after analyzing the silences and the disperse sentences my family avoid to say in my presence.

I was a child, but I knew my brother.

"You still haven't told me what you wanted for your birthday."

We were playing videogames that evening. I paused the gamed and confronted him.

"Do you swear to me that you'll comply my request?" I said, serious. He was a little aback of my sudden tone, but smiled.

"Of course."

"Then… I want you to leave Delic-san alone. I want you to stop flirting with him. You have Tsugaru, and he loves you. Delic is in love with you too, and he'll never stop if you keep doing that."

He watched at me, agape, his eyes digging in mine. I was a kid, yeah, but I knew how he acted. I grow up at his side, learning how to manipulate people from him.

"Do you like him?"

I felt my cheeks burn. I nodded.

"Ok." He said, unpausing the game.

That was the last time we had some time alone as brothers. After that, they started the tour. And before the final show, he called me. He told me this was going to be the last, and he was going to cut ties with Delic, and promised me to leave the city to live with Tsugaru.

But everything got wrong someplace, something I never expected happened.

After all, I was a child, and didn't know about sexual desire yet.

So, when I cried his death, I knew it was also my fault.

"Forgive me…"

So, now it was my turn. I had Delic crying against my chest, clutching hard to my clothes, trembling and sobbing. I caressed his hairs, surrounding him with my arms. He embraced me strongly, like a scared child.

"Forgive me!"

"I forgive you."

I always will, because I love you.

So, please, forgive yourself.

And forgive me.


AN: So sorry for the delay! But I got flu so whenever I tried to write, I felt so tired… this chapter was going to be worst… but I decided to be more suggestive. I always see Psyche as a cheerful but manipulative as Izaya, and Delic a man searching for somebody to love him. Hibiya, a prince, but this time his 'realness' is more his attitude when confronting the obstacles. Don't hate them, I'm just bad!