Chapter 47

Drip Drip Drip.

Why was the scent of blood everywhere? Hands were raised to his face but it was dark so he couldn't see. "Lumos." 'It's all over my hands…I didn't work tonight that I remember….' Crack. 'What was that?' Bending down, the young man retrieved a pair of broken glasses. 'Wait...there's only one person I know that wears glasses like this…'

Wand light cast to the floor and he saw the four bodies cast there; the bodies of his brother, his brother's lover, his lover, and of course Hokuto. Why were they all here? 'Oh right, Hokuto wanted a party.' Why were they all dead? 'Because of me.' In the distance he could hear the soft cries of the baby in the background. In the back of his head he heard the nagging voice, the voice of his mother. 'You need to kill her too.' 'No. No no, I won't, I'm not like you…I'm not, I'm not…'

"I'm not!" The quilt flew off him so fast you would think it burned to the touch. He fumbled on the nightstand for his glasses and his wand. "Lumos. Wonderful, it's 4 am and I have work in three hours." Pulling the glasses off, he cursed his demented mind.

What if he did end up killing everyone he cared about? His friends? Hokuto especially was someone he could call a best friend. He wouldn't go so far as to say him and Kamui were best friends or hell even friends period, but he had let the male stay here when his brother first decided to be Mr. Troll Quidditch Player and propose before leaving to be a star. Dumbass. Although he didn't want to lose Fuuma either. Pain in the neck he might be, he was his only blood relative left. He couldn't count his father, they weren't related by blood, Kotori was long gone and he'd be damned if he counted his mother…after what she put him through? No way, not in seven million years. And then of course there was his….what was Subaru to him? Much more than just a relationship, that's for sure. What was the term Hokuto liked to use? Ah, Soulmates. That sounded accurate. They could read each other without words, always could, even before they got married; bloody hell even before they got together.

He finally flopped back on the empty bed. Speaking of Subaru, where was he? In the wand light he could see Subaru's side of the bed was empty. Reaching a hand over it was still slightly warm, so Subaru couldn't have been gone long. Now the question was, did he look through the manor for him or did he trust Subaru to return? He groaned as he looked at the snow-covered yard from his window. Typical January weather.

Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, thirty. Finally after forty-five minutes, the bedroom door opened and Subaru emerged from the other side still wiping the sleep out of his eyes.

"There you are."

"WAHH! Sei-kun I didn't know you were awake."

"Been up for about three quarters of an hour now; where were you?"

"Mystic was crying, so I got up to feed her and then…"

So the crying he heard in his nightmare must have been his daughter crying for real. "And then what?"

In the dim wand light he could see Subaru's cheeks turn pink. "I got lost."

He actually laughed at this and he couldn't remember the last time he had laughed. It didn't last long, a familiar stuffed pig came in contact with his head. "It's not funny! I'm horrible with directions! I need a map for everything. Hokuto made me one of Hogwarts when we first started, I have one for work, and now apparently I need one for my own home."

"Oh Subaru, come here. You're so cute, you know that?"

Subaru was still wearing his pout but climbed into the bed regardless, the water sloshing around under his slight weight. "Does that mean you feel better after your nightmare...Seishirou?"

Ah, Subaru was getting perceptive. He had himself to blame for that. "Much, go back to sleep, we have to be up in a few hours. Unless of course you'd rather skip work in favor of wild sex of course." A cheeky grin found its way to his face.

"I married a pervert. You're lucky I love you. But don't forget we have Fuuma and Kamui's wedding later too."

"Mmm, I love you too…Nox." As the wand light went out, their lips connected and Subaru's last coherent thought was the only thing he didn't need a map of was his husband's body.

~#~

After months of planning, today was the day that Kamui and Fuuma were to be married. Kamui was over at his sister's house with Subaru (who was Kamui's best man) getting ready; Mystic was there as well (she was the flower girl).

Fuuma, however, was pacing in the main room of his brother's manor to which his older brother cocked an eyebrow at. "You play in front of thousands of people a day and most likely make a fool of yourself, and you're telling me you can't get married to him?"

"EVERYONE GETS COLD FEET! It's scary thinking of spending the rest of your life with someone."

"Then you shouldn't have asked him."

"Anyone ever tell you you give horrible advice? How'd you do it?"

"Ask Dad, he's what motivated me to going through with it and I was a lot younger than you were."

"That's because you're overly possessive."

"Perhaps. However I will say it's a good thing you haven't changed yet."

"And why is that?"

"Accio Trashcan!" The trashcan zoomed in and landed on Fuuma's head. A smirk occupied the older brother's lips. "I don't like being called out with my faults, you know that."

"I see you boys are still the same, still bickering."

"Of course Dad, Seishirou doesn't change you know that; still as childlike as ever, yet he's one of the Ministry's top Aurors."

"Well he works hard you know? The Ministry wouldn't have named him top Auror for nothing."

Oh I'm much more than that, but that is a secret you nor anyone else for that matter will know. Bad enough Hokuto and Subaru know. "I'll go get drinks from the kitchen then, shall I? I'm a proper host."

~#~

They were now in their separate rooms and Kamui was getting jittery. "Ohohohoho! Relax! If Subaru can do it, you can!"

As if on cue, the door opened revealing the last triplet sporting his new short haircut and dressed in black to counter Kamui's white. "Ready Kamui to enter the best part of your life?"

"Little brothers all grown up, I could cry!"

"You two are making it worse…I don't think I can do this…"

Hokuto made a move to open her mouth but Subaru beat her to it and whacked his twin upside the head. "Kamui Shirou! I've seen the two of you together, you're going to do this, you're not backing out now."

"Subaru….."

"Wooo~! Subaru's changed."

"Of course, I've grown up, I've been changed...because of Sei-kun I suppose."

~#~

"I can't believe I let them all talk me into this; this is worse than playing in front of everyone…way worse…"

"As I told you earlier, if you can make a fool of yourself in front of strangers every day, you can do this in front of your friends and family."

"YOU DIDN'T THINK THAT WHEN YOU GOT MARRIED."

"I had my own reasons. Want me to get Dad to help me drag you?"

"You wouldn't..."

"I would. Now for you."

"What about me?"

Amber eyes rolled. He paused before walking over to Fuuma and adjusting the collar of his dress robes. "Stop being so nervous, it's ridiculous, as I told you earlier." Another pause. "If Kotori were here, she'd tell you the same thing."

He paused again. "Speaking of, give me those glasses, you know how much Kamui hates the things and Kotori would understand, she'd want you to look nice at your wedding. And unlike me, you don't need yours to see."

"And whose fault is that? If you had let Dad bring you to St. Mungo's that night—"

"No."

"Stubborn as always; when will you learn to rely on—ow ow ow let go, ear that's attached, ow ow ow, let go."

"Let's put it this way, I'll learn to rely on others when you learn to stop testing my patience."

"In other words, never, will you two boys stop fighting and Fuuma get out there and get married."

~#~

It was a different setting compared to Subaru and Seishirou's. They were outside, but there were no Sakura petals on the ground. There was a light dusting of snow and blue fires filled the air for warmth. Besides the contrast of their robes (which Hokuto had made to sparkle silver and gold in the light) there was a contrast in their height.

Subaru stood on the side of Kamui, a box in his hand concealing the wedding ring and Seishirou stood on the side of Fuuma doing the same. Hokuto had decided to put Subaru in black to contrast Kamui, and Seishirou was in a light periwinkle blue which he had originally frowned at but shut up fast when she threatened to make it pink.

"Okay everyone, we are here today, January eighth, to join Fuuma Monou and Kamui Shirou in marriage..." The minister paused. "Wait, Fuuma Monou…number seven for the Tokyo Dragons?"

"That's me, would you like an autograph?"

"Yes...but after the ceremony, let us continue."

"Fuuma, you're the only one in the whole world that can deal with my irritability and you have the patience to deal with my temper. For that I'm grateful."

"Kamui, you've always been my best friend and I'm glad we've made it this far. I look forward to a future with you; forever."

"Very well then, the rings please?"

They both received the rings from their brothers and exchanged them on each other's hands.

"If no one has any objections to why these two shouldn't be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace."

A pause in case anyone wanted to object; no one did. "Very well. Hold hands."

The red ribbon shot out of the minister's wand and wrapped around their wrists. "Consider yourselves bound for life, you may now kiss each other."

Kamui stood on his tiptoes as Fuuma bent down and the pair kissed.

"OHOHOHOHO FABULOUS~! Now who wants cake?"

Fuuma broke apart from Kamui and lightly tapped his nose with his finger. "You get cake, I have an autograph to give."

Emerald eyes looked over in worry. "What's the matter Subaru?"

"Oh nothing really, I just hope everything works out for them and what not."

"You're worried why my mother isn't here, aren't you?"

"...Yes."

"It's because she sees Fuuma as a blood traitor. She was ashamed of him and Kotori. Despite being halfblooded she considered them to be mudbloods. All because their father was Muggle born."

"The why did she have children with him?"

"That I can't say. I think she wanted as many heirs as possible. My mother is not the brightest patronus in a sea of dementors. Now come on, let's get cake and then go home to our daughter."

Subaru fidgeted. They hadn't seen much of Setsuka lately and he feared this was only grounds for a far worse attack.