X vs The Survey

KY: Usual warning. This time it's Subaru's turn to suffer the survey. Mwahahahahahahah-ack!

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Chapter 3: Subaru to the Plate

Another lonely night. Subaru both hated it and loved the loneliness. For one, it let him reflect on his life, which was not necessarily good or bad, and for another, it meant he didn't have any unwanted visitors (another good-bad thing).

He looked up at his clock. It was past midnight now. He sighed. It was too late for his frequent late-night visitor to be visiting him. His visitor usually came at eleven on the dot. Subaru was safe for the night.

In his boredom, he decided to work on something on his laptop as he lay in bed (A/N: this is fun, btw. You should try it sometime…), but it had only succeeded in making him more bored. As he was about to sign off and shut down the laptop, a ding caught his attention. Evidently, he had one new message. He opened it.

Hey, guys! This is a survey I got from some friends! I thought it would be fun to see your responses!

It was from Yuzariha and it was a survey. Subaru blinked. He was about to delete it when another email came in, this one from Kamui. It, too, was the survey. If Kamui had wasted his time on this survey, then he may as well too. Besides, he had nothing to do. What harm would it do to answer a survey?

 

What time is it? 12:30 AM

Name: Subaru Sumeragi

Nickname: Subaru-kun, Sumeragi-sama, Subaru-sama

Age: 25

Location: Home

Hair: black

Eyes: green

Boyfriend or girlfriend?: No

Piercing: *stares at you* No

Tattoos: If I don't have a piercing, what makes you think I'd have tattoos?

How much do you love your job?: I'm indifferent to my job as a Dragon of Heaven.

Favourite colour: …-_-

Home town: Kyoto (A/N: Somewhere online I found it mentioned that he grew up in Kyoto)

Favourite food: I don't eat much. Why would you think I have a favorite food?

Favorite type of music?: Classical, house (A/N: Explains "Nobody Beats Me In the Nightclub"- a song from Tokyo Babylon.)

First thing you say in the morning?: "…Damn you…"

What phrase are you known for (your personal catch-phrase)?: "…"

Have you ever been kissed? If so, where and from who?: I refuse to answer that!

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?: No

What are you wearing at the moment?: shirt, boxers

Coffee or tea?: Whichever one I'm in the mood for.

Favorite sound(s)?: music, Hokuto's laugh…~sigh~

Loved somebody so much it made you cry? As with the kiss, I refuse to answer

Been in a car accident?: No

Croutons or bacon bits? Croutons

Coke or Pepsi?: Um….coke??? I don't know

Biggest hope for the future?: That my one Wish is fulfilled (and no, I'm not telling you what it is)

Favourite Holiday: The Day my Wish is fulfilled

Favourite day of the week: The Day my Wish is fulfilled.

Favourite word or phrase: "We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse from making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely."

Why?: Because it assures me that I'm not useless. The person who made me what I am today does not admire me.

Favourite Toothpaste: Why should I have a favorite toothpaste of all things? Toothpaste is toothpaste!

Favourite Restaurant: Don't have a favorite. I usually eat in.

Favourite Flowers: Sakura (Yes, Kamui, it's okay to be a man and have a favorite flower)

Favourite Drink: Ok. I don't have a favourite food. I sure as hell don't have a favorite color. And don't make me even mention how ridiculous having a favourite toothpaste is. What makes you think I would have a favourite drink?

Favourite sport to watch: I'm not even saying anything….

Preferred type of ice cream: I like strawberry ice cream, thank you very much. -_-

Showers or baths?: showers. You can clean off the filth quicker.

Disney or Warner Bros.?: I know not these two companies!

Favourite Fast Food Restaurant: ………………….

Who is the last person you got e-mail from before this: Junk mail. Um, Nekoi-chan, don't open that email about the college girls. You'll regret it (I got the same email too).

Have you ever been convicted of a crime?: *agrees with Kamui* Crimes of the heart…crimes of the heart….

Which single store would you choose to max out your credit card?: Umm…..Probably at a clothes store (hey, I have to get my cool style somewhere! And do you know how fast I go through white trench coats? I really should stop getting into those fights with a certain Dragon of Earth or two)

What do you do most often when you are bored?: I read…and try to call Hokuto from beyond the grave (haven't been too successful, though *frowns*)

Most annoying thing people ask me: "You really are cute, Subaru-kun."

Your response to #45?: "………" *death glare x 10*

Bedtime: Bedtime? What be this "bedtime"? O_o

Who is the person most likely to respond?: Probably that Kansai priest…

Who is the person you sent this to that is least likely to respond?: Well, me, but hey, I proved Kamui and Nekoi-chan wrong by responding. Um, I don't know. The shrine maiden from the Ise Shrine? What's her name? Um, you know who I'm talking about. The priest with the Kansai accent is always hitting on her and she always looks like she's going to murder him. Kishuu-chan? Yes…that's her name…((I really should learn everybody's name…))

Favourite all time TV show: *blinks*

Last person you had dinner with: I don't eat dinner with anybody. -_-

Last Movie you saw and with who?: Gods! I'm not exactly the most social person, you know! Why would I see a movie with somebody of all people! (A/N: that made no sense…)

Favorite computer game: *looks down quiltily* The PC version of Final Fantasy VII

Do you hate the person who sent you this?: Well, I can't blame you two for making me respond now can I? Though, I can't fathom why you sent this to all of us, Nekoi-chan.

Time Finished: 12:55

Subaru sighed as he clicked the send button. If he had the time, he would have said that taking the survey was a waste of it. It was sort of fun, though…It helped him get some of his emotions out, though there were something that he wanted to tell the others. Some of the answers had been lies to cover up the ugly truth. Other answers (the ones that hadn't been answers) were to avoid telling the truth. In the end it was for the best. His teammates needn't know a lot about him.

A sound came from beside the window. Subaru looked up to see a familiar whoosh of Sakura blossoms in a whirlwind. They all came together to form a man. A man with a knowing smirk dressed to kill in a suit and a trench coat. Subaru put his laptop aside and directed his full attention to the man, Seishirou Sakurazakumori.

"You're late," he said.

Seishirou's face didn't change. "I had some work to do."

Subaru's eyes drifted down to Seishirou's hands. They were covered in blood. "I see…" Seishirou took a step towards him. Subaru instinctively moved back against the frame of his bed. "Shouldn't you wash up first?"

There was a glint in Seishirou's solitary honey-colored eye. "I don't think so."

Before another dialogue could be passed, Seishirou closed the distance between them.

Needless to say, Subaru's nightly visitor did come, though he was late (the excuse being work). What happened next could only be imagined by a fangirl, but for a second, if you will, imagine this scene: Two men in the same bed, both naked under the covers they share. One man, the smaller of the two, is asleep, arms wrapped around the other man's chest. The other man is awake still, staring at the ceiling, listening to the other's gentle breathing. He has his arm draped around the smaller man, holding him close in sort of a protective gesture, which seems odd for his character, considering they are both supposed to be enemies. Only in the small hours of the early day are they actually on the same level of understanding, the same level of emotions, which they both share. Neither of them would ever admit it, though. Neither of them would actually say the words they really want to say. They're supposed to be enemies….right? If that is so, then why do they meet late at night and end up sleeping together? Neither of them could answer that question if it were presented to them. Or at least they would be able to answer it without admitting some things first, which is something neither of them could ever do.

Such creatures as these two are sad ones. They are unable to be who they truly are because Destiny forbids it. They have no identities, except late at night when they cheat Destiny for a couple hours and sleep in one another's arms. They find each other in those hours.

When the morning comes, or even before, the taller man, the older one, is gone. Like a myth, the sun can't see them together. Destiny can't see them together in such a way that is not in opposition to one another. The world is against them. Life wants them apart. So, like the moon, the older man leaves when it's time for the sun to reign in the sky. Under the sun, they are enemies once more.

That night, however, the man did not leave so soon. He lingered, as if making up for being late. Watching the other man sleep was enough to make him stay. It made him feel as if he were a dark angel protecting the soul he has personally damned.

On the floor in the small, darkened bedroom illuminated by the dim lights of Tokyo, Seishirou noticed a light on the floor. It was from Subaru's laptop, which they had placed on the floor before they had commenced in their nightly activities. Curious, he picks it up.

"Let's see what you were doing late at night before I got here," he whispered to the sleeping form of Subaru.

There was a message flashing on the screen, notifying him that his mail had been sent. Curious as to what it had been, Seishirou opened the folder that showed the emails Subaru had sent. He clicked on the title he recognized as being the sent message. It was a survey. Without thinking twice about it, he read Subaru's replies, finding himself chuckling at some of the smaller man's answers. Subaru really was bitter during those times they were supposed to be enemies.

An idea occurred to him. He quickly sent the survey to his own account and exited Subaru's. When he logged into his own email, he found the survey waiting for him. He began to type in some more emails, those of his own colleagues (he wanted to see their answers), in addition to the email addresses of the Dragons of Heaven, which had already been there. He then began to type in his own answers to the survey.

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Next: Seishirou

KY: Oh my god…I think I just wrote some sap and fluff.

Kamui: I'm scared.

Subaru: I hate you, fox demon, and your muse as well.

Bob: Hey, don't look at me. I had nothing to do with the fluff or the sap.

Kamui: Then who did?

Bob: You can blame Miss 'Self-Proclaimed Fox Demon'. She comes up with her own angst and sap.

KY: Heh…It's 2:30 AM. I'm tired. Besides, I sort of liked it…It's nice. I should have made a fanfic out of that. Seishirou and Subaru in bed….

Subaru: Don't you dare.

KY: You know I won't…yet. You're at the top of my Bish List ((well, you, Seishirou, and Kurama...hey…that would make an interesting menage a trois…)).

Subaru: -_-

Kamui: O_O

Bob: Ho boy…

Duo: GO FOR IT!

KY: *blinks * Hey! What're you doing in here?! Aren't you supposed to be dying in that Gundam Wing fic of mine?

Duo: OOPS! ^_^ " *runs out of the fanfic *