Yume Finally, I give you more of the warped Seishirou dream fic. Beware of extreme bizarreness and Bitter!Subaru. Yume
Part Four.

"So... we lost, then," said Seishirou.

Yuuto nodded. Nataku just looked blank.

"'Kamui'?" he said, referring to their own Kamui, and not the original.

"Dead."

"Well," he said. "Now what do we do?"

The door behind them opened. "I have a suggestion," said the newcomer.

The others blinked at him. The intruder was a young man of small stature, with large, expressive violet-purple eyes.

Kamui smiled brightly. "The Dragons of Earth wanted to wipe out humanity so that the earth would live, right?"

Seishirou and Yuuto nodded. Nataku continued to look blank.

"I couldn't do that. I love the Earth, but I have hope for humankind as well. But I don't want the earth to die."

"So...?"

"Well. I want you to start making a difference to the Earth."

"I'm sorry?"

"Start a fund to save endangered species. Make loud protests against the cutting down of the rainforests. Eliminate nuclear waste dumping. I'm sure you all have enough power to make a difference."

"But..." began Seishirou.

"You should have died in the Final Battle," said Kamui. "This way you get to live. If you do what I say."

~ * ~

That, thought Seishirou, was truly bizarre. Why would I want to become an environmental activist? And who the hell is this Kamui person?

~ * ~

He was lying in bed, arms wrapped around Subaru, basking in the afterglow. Subaru was faintly blushing, presumably at the thought of what they'd just been doing.

"You know," said Subaru, unexpectedly, "I could have forgiven you almost anything except harming my sister." He rolled over to look up at Seishirou.

Seishirou pulled out a cigarette, ignoring Subaru's faint look of distaste. "She asked me to kill her."

"She didn't want me to die," explained Subaru, although Seishirou knew perfectly well why Hokuto had done it. "So, why didn't you?"

"Why didn't I kill her?" That was the part Seishirou wasn't very sure of. "Because she made me realise a few things, I suppose."

"What?"

Seishirou removed his cigarette and tapped it gently against the ashtray. "Firstly, that I didn't really want you dead. Secondly - that very fact made me wonder if I hadn't been wrong in thinking I had won our little bet." The first part was the truth. The second... was probably a lie.

"Oh," said Subaru.

"So killing her would have been pointless. Offering herself as a sacrifice in place of her brother was very noble, but would have been utterly senseless if I wasn't going to kill you. And I don't believe in senseless death."

"Only that of people that deserve it," said Subaru, somewhat bitterly.

"Yes."

"What right have you to judge?"

"I'm the Sakurazukamori, Subaru-kun. It's our purpose to judge and punish those that would harm Japan," shrugged Seishirou, implying it was simply a matter of fact.

Subaru sighed again. "This will never work," he moaned, obviously referring to the fact that he was the Thirteenth Head of the Sumeragi clan and therefore sworn to hate the Sakurazukamori.

"Sure it will," said Seishirou, discarding his cigarette and leaning over Subaru with a little smirk. "When two people love each other, anything is possible." He ran a hand down Subaru's chest, smiling seductively.

Subaru shivered, turning faintly pink.

"You know, Hokuto-chan is going to give you hell if she discovers you spent the night here." Seishirou smiled, somewhat teasingly.

Subaru blushed bright red. "Well..." he ventured, "I think it was worth it."

Seishirou laughed, and kissed him deeply. Then he pulled away, with a little chuckle at Subaru's stricken look. "You are going to hit her for doing such a stupid thing, aren't you?" he said, moving his lips down to Subaru's chest.

"Maybe," gasped Subaru. "Although... it worked, didn't it?"

"Only if you've forgiven me for deceiving you. She really wants us to be happy together, remember?"

"Mm," said Subaru, obviously not paying much attention to what Seishirou was saying.

Seishirou smirked, and proceeded to distract the Sumeragi further.

He was fairly certain he didn't actually love the boy. Love was completely different than not wanting him dead, after all. But Subaru was entertaining, and Seishirou had grown used to having him around.

And he certainly was attractive...

~ * ~

Seishirou frowned. "If I didn't love him, then why was he still alive?" It sounded suspiciously like denial. The thought disturbed him slightly. He rolled over to think about it, and prompty slipped back into dreams.

~ * ~

"'I hate you.' 'I'll kill you one day.' That's what you want to hear, isn't it?"

Seishirou regarded the young man in front of him curiously. This wasn't the Sumeragi Subaru he was used to.

"Well, I suppose even the best of us can be wrong."

Seishirou raised an eyebrow.

"I've come to realise a few things. One, that it really isn't worth the effort hating you." Subaru pulled at the gloves on his hands, that he had never removed despite all that had happened, with a nervous air.

Seishirou casually lit a cigarette, gesturing slightly for Subaru to continue.

"What is there to hate, after all? It was destiny, wasn't it?" continued the Sumeragi, talking more to himself than to Seishirou. "You only did what you had to do, and I certainly had no control over it.

"And you don't hate me, so what's the point? You never cared a thing for me or my sister."

Seishirou smirked. "It's a very nice speech, Subaru-kun, but you don't actually believe any of it, do you," he stated, bluntly.

"I feel nothing for you, Sakurazuka-san," hissed Subaru. "Anything I may have felt once, you killed."

"And you really don't want revenge for that, the senseless death of your beloved twin?" He plucked a pink Sakura blossom from the air and examined it closely, not paying Subaru any real attention.

"We will be on opposite sides in the end of world. I don't need to challenge you personally in anything," said Subaru, matter-of-factly.

"I thought your wish was to kill me?"

"It seems that lying is another bad habit of yours that I've picked up."

"So what is your wish then, Subaru-kun?" he asked, curious.

"I want not to be tied to you any more." With a quickly muttered phrase, he dissolved the decade-and-a-half old wards on his hands. "I want to have no connection to you.

"I want to never have to see you again." He pulled off his gloves and threw them to the ground in front of Seishirou.

"Sayonara, Sakurazukamori."

Seishirou stared at the gloves at his feet for a long time after Subaru had left. He picked one of them up and caressed it gently.

"You know, Subaru," he addressed the cold wind. "There was a reason I never killed you."

He pocketed the glove and walked off, leaving the remaining one to be buried in falling Sakura blossoms.

~ * ~

"Subaru..." he muttered. "You won't ever be free from me." He shivered involuntarily. Sleepily, he wondered if he shouldn't invest in a heater for his room.

~ * ~

More coming... (No, this fic is never going to end. Bwahahaha.)