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Tears of the Moon 2/?
reia shiioru

Light thickens; and the crow
Makes wing to the rooky wood;
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse
Whiles night's black agents
To their prey do rouse.
-William Shakespeare, Macbeth

~*~*~*~

Kamui was standing in front of the dead girl again.
/Why am I here? Shouldn't they have cleaned this up?/
He looked at the girl and shuddered. It seemed that he was staring at his reflection. She looked exactly like him. His eyes shifted. Even in the dark hallway he could perfectly see the blood red writings on the wall. It was glowing bright red now.

/Kamui is MINE/
"I am not," Kamui said firmly.

Kamui wondered what he was doing at the school late at night. /Shouldn't I be in bed by now?/ he asked himself. He started walking down the stairs and went into another dark hallway. As he went on, he felt as if someone was following him. He looked back. He found nothing and no one but the dark and empty hallway. He continued to walk, It seemed he was walking on forever. He turned left then stopped in mid-step.
/Shouldn't there be a wall here? What's going on?/

Kamui turned around again. He found the wall all right...it was right in front of him.
/Nani?/
/What's going on here?/

"Hello, Kamui."

/That voice...!/Kamui turned to the sound of the voice. Though it was dark, he could perfectly see who it was.

"Subaru..." Kamui gasped. Subaru smiled.
"You were the one who killed that girl...weren't you?" Kamui asked softly. Subaru shrugged. "Maybe...Maybe not. It depends," he said. Subaru started to walk toward Kamui. Kamui stepped back. His heart was pounding.
/That's not Subaru/
"Not me? How can you tell?" Subaru asked, looking at himself.
"You can..." Kamui stared at Subaru.
"Yes I can, But only for the moment."

~*~*~*~

"Is he still sleeping?" Seiichiro asked. He and Karen were visiting Kamui that night.
"Yeah," Sorata replied. "It's been two days already."
"I am sorry that we couldn't visit you as early as possible..." Karen said. Yuzuriha suddenly stood up, a hand on her chest. Little Inuki was barking at the stairs, agreeing with his master.
"Yuzuriha, daijoubu ka?" Karen asked, rushing to Yuzuriha's side.
"I'm OK," she said. "But I can feel that there's something in Kamui's room... He might be in trouble." All at the same time, Arashi, Sorata and Seiichiro got up and raced up to Kamui's room.

~*~*~*~

Kamui lost space to move back to. His back was touching the cold wall behind him. Subaru was closing in.
"What do you want from me?" Kamui asked. Subaru didn't answer. He continued to walk towards Kamui. It was at that moment that Kamui started to gasp for air. It seemed as if someone... or something was crushing his lungs. The closer Subaru got, the harder it became to breathe. A hand came up and clutched at his chest. Kamui sank down to his knees. His eye locked at Subaru's mismatched ones.
"Why?" Kamui choked. "Why are you doing this?"
Subaru was now directly in front of Kamui. He knelt in front of him and stared at Kamui's glaring eyes. Kamui 's purple eyes glistened with tears as he glared at the man in front of him. Subaru placed a hand on Kamui's cheek and wiped off his tears using his thumb.
"Can't you guess?" Subaru asked, sneering.

~*~*~*~

"Kamui!" Sorata yelled as he burst open the door to Kamui's room. "Oh gods..." Arashi gasped. Seiichiro just gaped at what they all saw.
Black. A black void filled the entire room. No light ever passed through the room. Sorata was the first to enter the void. Nothing happened. Arashi and Seiichiro followed. Still, nothing happened. Then a candle appeared, an eerie blue light glowed from its wick. Still, not even a silhouette of any of Kamui's belongings. Or Kamui himself.
"It's him..." Arashi said. Sorata took a step forward, but Arashi stopped him from going on. "Ah, miss, you DO care for me!" Sorata said smiling. Arashi didn't say a word. "I don't think that it's the best time to kid around," Seiichiro warned. "Kamui, where are you?"

/I don't think he'll be able to hear you right now./
/He is in my world. My domain./
/I will not let him out until I am finished with him./

It was Subaru. Sorata knew. He felt it deep inside him. "Damn you, Subaru! Give him back!" He demanded.

/Be patient.../

~*~*~*~

"Who are you?" Kamui asked, shaking. "And what have you done to Subaru?"
"Why, Kamui. Don't you remember me?" Subaru said, taunting.
"You're... not Subaru."
"Not 'Subaru'? How can you tell?"
"He doesn't... doesn't smile like that. Besides... he would never... kill someone."
"Oh? But how do you know it's not the /other/ me?" His hand was still glued to Kamui's face. Kamui felt so cold, yet his body was soaked in sweat. He still couldn't breathe properly.
"What do you want from me?" Kamui asked again.

//His death//

"I want..." Subaru's face seemed to be getting closer... no, his face really /was/ getting closer. Kamui felt... scared, at the same time anxious. He didn't know why. Subaru came closer...and closer...and closer... until his cheek rested on Kamui's. Kamui twitched...felt uneasy.

//He should die//

"...You..." Subaru said. Kamui gasped and then stiffened. He didn't expect...
Subaru drew back his free hand, raised it and got ready...

//He is the one who hinders you from being one with me//

"...To suffer..."
Kamui's eyes dilated as Subaru brought his hand downward with speed.
Blood splattered on the wall behind Kamui.

~*~*~*~

The candle grew short in time. It glowed brightly on its last seconds, then the room was filled with darkness again. Sorata and Arashi looked up. Seiichiro had gone home to his family. It was hard to see each other in the dark void that dominated the room. It has been over an hour since Sorata had spoken to Subaru. Then, there were three breathing patterns in the room. The black void started to fade slowly, very slowly.
"Dare da?" Arashi spoke first, gently but firmly.

/pant...pant.../

"Arashi?" the third person said weakly. They could now see silhouettes in the room. the voice had come from the direction of Kamui's bed. Sorata had found the light switch and had turned it on. Kamui was sitting on his bed covering his eyes from the bright light.
"Kamui!" Sorata and Arashi exclaimed. "Are you all right?" Sorata continued.
"Aa..." Kamui answered. He was still clutching his heaving chest. He didn't seem to notice the wound on his left shoulder, which was still bleeding. "What happened to your left shoulder, Kamui?" Arashi asked. Kamui looked surprised and looked over to his left shoulder. And gasped. Arashi took a box from one of the cabinets in his room and asked him to take off his shirt. "So I can clean your wound," she said. ["Aww, how come miss asked Kamui to take his shirt off, and not me??" Sorata complained in the background]
"Who, or what, did this?" Arashi asked.
"It was..." Kamui hesitated, sad purple eyes downcast. "Subaru...But it really wasn't him at all." He had taken his shirt off, Arashi had started to clean the wound. Kamui winced.
"Why is that?" Sorata asked. "Well, 'physically' it was Subaru..." Kamui began. Arashi was finishing bandaging Kamui's wound. "But there was something about him that wasn't Subaru."
"Can you tell us what happened back there?"
"..."

"I guess you don't want to talk about that."

Silence filled the room again, except for the sound of Arashi putting away the first aid kit.
"What did he want from you?" Arashi asked quietly. Kamui looked melancholy with that statement.

~/// flashback ///~

"But how do you know it's not the /other/ me?" His hand was still glued to Kamui's face. Kamui felt so cold, yet his body was soaked in sweat. He still couldn't breathe properly.
"What do you want from me?" Kamui asked again.
"I want..." Subaru's face seemed to be getting closer... no, his face really /was/ getting closer. Kamui felt... scared, at the same time anxious. He didn't know why. Subaru came closer...and closer...and closer... until his cheek rested on Kamui's. Kamui twitched...felt uneasy.
"...You..." Subaru said. Kamui gasped and then stiffened. He didn't expect...
Subaru drew back his free hand, raised it and got ready...
"...To suffer..."
Kamui's eyes dilated as Subaru brought his hand downward with speed.
Blood splattered on the wall behind Kamui.

~/// end of flashback ///~

"I..." Kamui looked down. "I can't tell you..."

//Green eye glinted in the dark//
//I want...you...to suffer...//

Kamui's head began to hurt.

//suffer...//

He put both his hands on his head. "Stop it... go away!" he groaned.
"Kamui, maybe you should get more sleep," Sorata suggested. Arashi agreed and she gently pushed him down on his bed and tucked him in. Sorata felt a little jealous. A hand still covered part of Kamui's head.
"If you need anything, you know where to find us," Arashi said as they left the room. "It's gonna be fine, Kamui," Sorata said. He turned out the lights and left the room, leaving Kamui in the cold darkness. Kamui rolled over to his right side and closed his eyes.

/Yeah, but until when?/

~*~*~*~

"Very nice..." Fuuma said. "But I think you missed a tiny but important little detail. Kamui is MINE. Keep that in mind." With that, he left the dreamscape.
"Hn... Who died and made you master of the fates?" Subaru mocked. "I'll do whatever I want, whenever I want, you bastard." Then Subaru left the dreamscape.

Kakyou leaned forward and gazed on the spot where Subaru had 'met' with Kamui.
"I had warned you about this, Kamui," he said and went on dreaming.

~*~*~*~

"Kaichou, I have the information regarding the victim," Suoh said. Nokoru looked up from his desk. Suoh placed down the file folder. It was marked 'Classified'.
"It just doesn't seem right, Kaichou," Suoh said, slamming his hand on Nokoru's desk. "Why would he kill someone who is not involved in the End of the World?"
"It's not that. It's because Keiko Sayuki looks exactly like Kamui," Akira joined the conversation. "She also has the same initials as Kamui, see?" He pointed at the name of the student. Suoh blinked. "Akira has a point there," Nokoru said. Akira smiled.
"So he's targeting people who look like Kamui?" Suoh asked, sounding a little confused. "Not necessarily," Nokoru replied "This is just the first, so there's not much evidence to prove our theories."
"You mean..." Akira thought for a moment. "We have to wait for the next victim?"
Nokoru nodded, a dark expression etched on his face. The others agreed in serious silence.

Meanwhile, Kamui was in his dark room, dreaming of the dead girl and the blood red kanji again.

Kamui was standing in front of the dead girl again.
/Why am I here? Shouldn't they have cleaned this up?/
He looked at the girl and shuddered. It seemed that he was staring at his reflection. She looked exactly like him. His eyes shifted. Even in the dark hallway he could perfectly see the blood red writings on the wall. It was glowing bright red now.

/Kamui is MINE/
"I am not," Kamui said firmly.

Kamui wondered what he was doing at the school late at night. /Shouldn't I be in bed by now?/ he asked himself. He started walking down the stairs, but he noticed that something was wrong in this scene. The girl's blood started to ooze out again. The puddle of blood grew to about half a meter in radius. Kamui gasped as an invisible hand started to write on the floor with the girl's blood.

"Ta...su...ke...te..." Kamui read as the invisible hand wrote in simple hiragana. There was a distinct resemblance of the penmanship on both the writings on wall and the floor to Subaru's.
"Kamui... tasukete..." Kamui read on. " Stop it..." The invisible hand stopped.
"Stop what? Subaru, is that you? Where are you?" A flood of questions raced from Kamui's lips. He was afraid. He felt so scared, he dropped to his knees. "Subaru...answer me... Please..." He sobbed.
/What the hell is going on...?/
/Onegai oshietukre.../

Kamui felt the world in front of him fall apart. He looked around. He was back on his room, sitting on his bed. Beads of sweat trickled down from his forehead. It was morning already.
"Another dream..." Kamui said.
"Subaru..."

~*~*~*~

/The girl wasn't enough/
/I want MORE/
I... I don't want to kill anymore.
I never wanted to in the first place.
/You are mine now/
/You will do whatever I want you to/
No.
I wont.
Not anymore.
/That boy... His name's 'Kamui' is it not?/
/I know that that boy is the cause of all these/
/I will erase everything that is linked to that boy/
/Every bit until he, too, disappears just so you will obey me/
No... not Kamui... not him
Anything but Kamui...

~*~*~*~

It was a good thing it was a Sunday. Kamui was leaning on his window. Sorata told him that the Imonoyama had ordered him not to go to school anymore until it was safe for him. The morning sun glared at Kamui, as if getting mad at him for being so gloomy. he looked down at the greenery below. He saw a tree that looked like the tree where Kotori was buried. But there was another tree that caught his eye. Another tree that brought him memories of the Sumeragi.

/// Kamui was leaning on a tree. A few weeks had passed since Kotori died. He missed her so much.
"Kotori..."
He heard footsteps from behind. Kamui looked around to see whom it was.
"Oh, Subaru. It's you," Kamui said. He didn't know why, but he felt very strange when the Sumeragi was with him. He would feel weird and his heart would do flip-flops. This time, he tried to control it but it wouldn't work.
"Kamui, is something wrong?" Subaru asked, coming closer. Kamui flushed. "No, it's just that I..." /Gods I hope he didn't notice/
"You miss her don't you?" Subaru's deep emerald eyes looked intently at Kamui's sad purple ones. "Kotori, I mean."
"U-un... I-I do..." Kamui stammered, looking down. "You must've felt the same way when you lost your sister." Kamui's eyes started to water.
"Aaa..." Subaru said, watching the boy closely. "Kamui, are you sure you're all right?"
"H-heki..." Kamui said, as he turned toward Subaru his leg got caught in one of the roots of the tree and he started falling. His face crashed into Subaru's chest; he had caught him. But catching Kamui got Subaru off-balance and they both went falling down the hard ground. Kamui turned pink. For a moment, his world stopped. He could smell the spicy-sweet scent of cigarettes on Subaru's shirt. He didn't dare look up. He felt satisfied just lying there with Subaru. Then he started crying all over again, for some reason he couldn't explain.
"Subaru... can we stay here a little while longer?" Kamui asked in between sobs. Subaru answered by holding Kamui, pulling him closer. He placed a hand on Kamui's head and started to stroke his silky hair.
A mix of emotions flooded Kamui as they lay there. Millions of thoughts raced through his mind. He didn't care if someone saw them together like this. He didn't care at all...///

Somehow, Kamui felt pain and relief just thinking about Subaru Sumeragi.


~*~*~*~ tsuzuku