The Party-
"Subaru-kun," Seishirou's familiar voice commented absently. Subaru looked around where he was. A dreamscape? He shrugged, it wasn't the first time he'd been dragged to one of these, with dead people talking to him. Seishirou was standing on one branch of a sakura tree, leaning against the trunk of it, in a remarkably non-chalaunt posture that caused Subaru to raise an eyebrow slightly. Next to him, Hokuto stood, latched half-way to a branch above her, and leaning over to peer at her younger twin brother. "I went and got him. Why are you here now?" Subaru stuttered, having a sudden lurch in his stomach which told him one of Hokuto's lectures was coming.
"We're here to tell you how proud we are," Seishirou replied, busying himself with messing up Hokuto's hair, while she squealed as if the end of the world was coming. No pun intended. "Proud that I got the crap beat out of me?" Subaru raised an eyebrow again, then rescued his sister from Seishirou by glomping onto her, hugging her a bit. She just smiled and hugged her brother back. "Yes, proud that you got the crap beat out of you, Subaru-kun," Seishirou raised an eyebrow back at him. "No, silly, we're proud because you did what we said, and you were willing to be injured, just to save someone else. Always the kind-hearted one, eh, Subaru?" Hokuto giggled, and poked her brother, the dreamscape fading around them.
Subaru's eyes slid open to see what looked like a hospital room. To his left he could clearly see the form of Kamui, head plowed down on folded arms. Subaru peered at him for a moment, then lightly poked the younger man. Kamui groaned and poked his head up, then his eyes widened. "Subaru! You're awake!" Subaru nodded a bit at Kamui then looked around. "Where..?" he began, then turned to Kamui, awaiting a response. "Clamp Campus. You've been unconscious six hours," Kamui explained, eyes lowering slightly, his face taking on a guilty expression. "Only six? Amazing," Subaru commented absently, rubbing his bandaged side. "You have a concussion, too.." Kamui began and Subaru turned to him again. "Can you tell me what happened, after I passed out?"
"Well... You passed out in Yuzuriha's arms, I started panicking and ended up killing Nataku, Fuuma went back to normal after Sorata and Arashi clocked him one, the other angels have vanished off the face of the planet, and you've been unconscious and injured for six hours, after saving me. By the way, it's New Years. Not 1999 anymore," Kamui smiled a little, despite the fact that his face held somewhat hidden sorrow, but still visable to the trained eye. "Fuuma remembers, doesn't he?" Subaru whispered, eyeing Kamui, hoping for an explanation to the sadness. "Yes, and.. he.. when I'm around him, I tremble. I can't help it, either. I'm still terrified of him," Kamui commented, then leaned over to push Subaru back against the pillow he was leaning on. "You're still hurt, Subaru, you need to rest, at least until the party.."
"Subaru-san!" Yuzuriha called, peering into the room through a crack in the door. Subaru looked up at her skeptically. "Are you coming in or not?" Kamui asked snidely, showing how tired and irritated he was. Yuzuriha glared playfully then poked him. "Kamui, you should go sleep, you're awful cranky, and the party's in three hours. And Subaru-san wants you to rest, too. Don't you, Subaru-san?" Yuzuriha asked, peering up at Subaru as if to say agree-with-me-or-suffer. Fortunetly, Subaru did agree with her, so he smiled. "Yes, Kamui, you should go rest. I'll see you later, okay? I also need to sleep, and frankly, you snore," Subaru joked, poking Kamui in the cheek lightly. Kamui rubbed his cheek, and smiled. "You're so abusive, Subaru. I'm going, I'm goin--ow!" Kamui rambled, feeling a whap across the back of his head, and shot Subaru a joking glare. Subaru just smiled innocently, and did a breath-taking job of it.
"Oh, Subaru-san, I forgot to tell you, some guy down the hall--ah.. Kuzuki? Kuzuki Kakyou, I believe his name is, he wants to see you," Yuzuriha added then bounded out, dragging Kamui along who was complaining the entire way. "Kakyou," Subaru fell back against the pillows. If Kakyou was alive, and really did wish to see him, the best way to do that would be in a dreamscape, so, Subaru closed his eyes and slipped into sleep, unconsciously curling up in the blankets as he often did.
"Your sister said to tell you 'I love you, and miss you', Subaru," Kakyou's voice was soft, and less bitter then it frequently was. Subaru was surprised to also see that the dreamscape of the sea had turned into sakura trees in a mild rainstorm. "Thanks, Kakyou. For everything. If you hadn't distracted them I'd probably be dead.. what's with the dreamscape?" Subaru looked around for a moment then turned to the blonde dreamgazer. "You like sakura trees, no? So, I thought, instead of the sea which I like, I'd show you something you like, and you can say we're even now. You granted one of my wishes, and I helped you fulfill a promise, and a duty," Kakyou replied, looking around. "Then.. we're even," Subaru replied and smiled at the other man. Despite the fact that they were around the same age, Subaru somehow managed to still look younger, but he didn't mind.
The dreamscape faded and Subaru opened his eyes to see Kamui leaning over him with wide, fearful violet orbs. A strange thing to wake up to, but not entirely bad. He was happy someone worried about him. "Party?" he whispered, poking up at Kamui. Kamui backed away and nodded, pulling the older man out of bed, and out into a large lit dinning hall, to attend the party. Across a banner, five words in vivid red words spilled in cursive handwriting.