X vs the Survey

KY: Ugh. Next day effect working here, peoples. You know, when you stay up all night the night before working on one fanfic that's so bizarre and hilarious that you ask yourself "What the hell was I on?"and the next day, you're still on a bit of this buzz despite the fact that you slept in til 1 in the Afternoon (I could've slept longer IF my sister hadn't been blasting that cd of Carmina Burana), so you decide to write more. I have the urge to try to get to chapter 8 of this and to write a couple of Subaru/Seishirou angst fics. Is that normal?

Subaru: No…no…no! No angst fics, fox demon!

KY: AGH! You're supposed to be in my imagination! How did you follow me out of last night?!

Subaru: Bob gave me a spare key to Reality. *holds up key *

KY: Mental Note: Shoot muse. ~sighs~ ((What am I forgetting? Warnings! Ah, yes, warnings…)) Okay, Fuuma's responses are as perverted and embarrassing as Seishirou's. Yaoi warning, Kamui abuse, more things to do with ice cream and Kamui, and Fuuma. Need I say more?

Kamui: Yes!

KY: *aside * Stuff it, Kamui-chan.

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Chapter Five: Make Way for Fuuma

"What's this?" Fuuma asked himself out loud as he came across the email from Seishirou. His red eyes instantly lit up. "Seishirou! He email me a…survey?!" Mentally, he cursed his naivete of thinking that Seishirou would email him something with any emotional value. Surveys were stupid and for people with no time and no life, which says a lot about Seishirou…and Subaru Sumeragi…and Yuzariha Nekoi-chan…and….Kamui?!

Fuuma felt his "Kamui" personality kick in upon seeing Kamui's name. Greedily, he read the Dragon of Heaven's responses. He smiled as the need to counter the boy, be his opposite, embarrass the hell out of him (a la Seishirou to Subaru) registered in him mind. It was his destiny to respond and humiliate the Kamui of the Dragons of Heaven. He had to obey it.

Like the others who had thus far seen the survey and had responded, Fuuma clicked the REPLY-ALL button and began typing in his answers.



What time is it?: It's time for the End of the World!

Name: "Kamui"

Nickname: "Kamui"

Age: Older than the Kamui of the Dragon of Heaven *proud smile *

Location: Online and always on your mind, Kamui of the Dragons of Heaven

Hair: Black

Eyes: red

Boyfriend or girlfriend?: You could say the Kamui of the Dragons of Heaven.

Piercing: "Kamui" does not have piercings!

Tattoos: Destiny has left its mark on my heart like a tattoo

How much do you love your job?: I tolerate my job, unlike the Kamui of the Dragons of Heaven. I'm a deciding factor in the fate of the world, I get to molest the Kamui of the Dragons of Heaven any chance I get, and can grant wishes (which reminds me: Subaru Sumeragi, your wish shall be granted sometime in the near future).

Favour colour: Red, for it is the color Kamui's blood

Home town: Tokyo

Favourite food: Kamui

Favorite type of music?: House, rock, rap, and…J-Pop

First thing you say in the morning?: I don't say anything. I'm usually busy nibbling on Kamui as he sleeps.

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

Have you ever been kissed? If so, where and from who?: Haven't been kissed, but I've kissed Kamui. Where? All over his body. *smirks *

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?:A stuffed frog and Kamui

What are you wearing at the moment?: my desire to have Kamui tonight

Coffee or tea?: Tea drenching Kamui's body (you know you like it when I clean it off of you with my tongue, Kamui).

Favorite sound(s)?: Kamui's screams when I do various sadistic things to his small, luscious body

Loved somebody so much it made you cry?: No, but I have made somebody who loved me cry (and his name would happen to be Kamui).

Been in a car accident?: No, but I tried to get Kamui into one so I could see his dark crimson blood against his soft, white skin.

Croutons or bacon bits?: Bacon. It tastes as good as Kamui.

Coke or Pepsi?: Neither taste good with Kamui

Biggest hope for the future?: To destroy the Kamui of the Dragons of Heaven…but not before I have some fun with him first.

Favourite Holiday: The Day I Destroy Kamui

Favourite day of the week: Any day I sneak over to Kamui's dorm

Favourite word or phrase: "Have it your way."

Why: Because it gives me the excuse to do anything to Kamui if I can have him MY way.

Favourite Toothpaste: Listerine

Favourite Restaurant: The ice cream parlor Seishirou takes me to all the time.

. Favourite Flowers: Those flower petals Seishirou's always appearing in or flinging around

Favourite Drink: Anything I can lick off of Kamui after I drench him in it

Favourite sport to watch: Kamui struggling to get free from my grasp (Is it as fun to watch Subaru do the same, Seishirou? Or is Subaru submissive?)

Preferred type of ice cream: Vanilla (I should try it on Kamui)

showers or baths?: Baths with Kamui

Disney or Warner Bros.?: Disney ^_^

Favourite Fast Food Restaurant: When I want fast food, I go to Kamui's (um, nevermind…)

Who is the last person you got e-mail from before this: Some digest junk from Satsuki (she really is bored…)

Have you ever been convicted of a crime?: *agrees with Seishirou * Not yet

Which single store would you choose to max out your credit card?: I'd max it out at a sex store on toys for me and Kamui *evil, sexy grin *

What do you do most often when you are bored?: same as Seishirou, only I think of ways to seduce Kamui (btw, you're welcome, Seishirou. I told you handcuffs were fun!). I also try to grant wishes (*teasing* I know what Subaru's wish is, Seishirou).

Most annoying thing people ask me: "Why are you calling yourself 'Kamui'? You're Fuuma!"

Your response to #45?: "I am 'Kamui'" *insane laugh, destroy *

Bedtime: Whenever I'm done with Kamui

Who is the person most likely to respond?: Satsuki.

Who is the person you sent this to that is least likely to respond?: Kasunagi or Yuuto. Damn goody-two-shoes are out helping the Earth or its inhabitants. Damn Flower Child. Damn Civil Servant.

Favourite all time TV show: I'm too busy granting wishes and doing things to my Kamui-kun

Last person you had dinner with: Seishirou (he took me out for ice cream)

Last Movie you saw and with who?: "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" with Kamui, but we didn't see it, if you catch my drift ^_~

Favorite computer game: Doom II

Do you hate the person who sent you this?: I can't hate you, Seishirou. You buy me ice cream and we share tips in seducing out respectable opposites

Time Finished: Twenty minutes after the End of the World. But the world didn't end! ARG!!!



"Heh heh heh…You'll love this, Kamui," Fuuma/"Kamui" whispered as he clicked SEND.

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After hours of studying, Kamui passed out from mental exhaustion on his bed. He had a test tomorrow in math and he still wasn't ready. He was just so tired, though.

For a long while, he lay in dark silence, thinking about the things Seishirou had said to Subaru in his answers to the survey. They upset him. His love for Subaru was more than that two-bit dark onmyouji's. All Seishirou used Subaru for was sex. Subaru could try to make excuses for it all he wanted, but the truth would remain the same: Subaru would be the toy of a sick man who knew nothing of love and emotions and the delicacy of a person like Subaru.

Once, Subaru had told him their lives were like an intricate game they both played. One would make a move, the other would counter it. It was a dangerous game, which would never end, no matter who died first. They needed each other or else their lives would be incomplete and meaningless. They lived to kill one another, or so it seemed. If that was so, then why did they sleep together? Enemies don't sleep together.

"Who am I kidding?" Kamui whispered in the dark. "They love each other and they're too blind to realize it. Subaru could never truly love me."

"You've given up all hope, Kamui-chan," a voice said not far from him.

Kamui's heart stopped beating for a second. "Fuuma-!"

"This is just the way I like you, Kamui." Kamui shuddered as he felt Fuuma's breath on his bare neck. "Hopeless and scared."

"Fuuma, please, no," Kamui begged. "Not tonight. Please. I have a math test tomorrow."

Fuuma's warm arm wrapped around his small waist, pulling him closer to the taller boy. He pushed up part of Kamui's shirt and explored his prey's smooth stomach with his hands. A small moan escaped Kamui's lips and her closed his eyes, forgetting all about Fuuma being his opposite and letting the passion and need to be loved take over him. Fuuma buried his face in Kamui's small, graceful neck and ran his tongue over the skin. Kamui moaned again.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, a voice told Kamui that this wasn't right. Kamui told the voice to shut up.

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Elsewhere…

"I hate you," Subaru told Seishirou. His words were slurred.

"Sure you do, Subaru-kun," Seishirou said as he poured the drunken onmyouji another glass of wine.

Seishirou had come over early to "try something new." Subaru knew what he had meant, though he didn't know what exactly Seishirou had in mind. After an hour, it would have been obvious to Subaru what Seishirou's methods of seduction where, but he was too drunk to even produce a logical, coherent thought.

"Yer right," Subaru said, giving in and flinging himself at Seishirou.

The glass of wine was knocked from Seishirou's hands, spilling its contents on both men. The wine drenched Subaru the most. A good majority of it had landed in his hair and was now dripping down his face, in between and past his one lovely emerald eye and its discolored brother and over his smiling lips. It rolled down his neck and stopped at the collar of his white t- shirt, which it stained with deep red. The expression on his face was one of innocence and drunken bliss. It sort of reminded Seishirou of the innocent visage Subaru used to wear in his younger years when his twin sister used to dress him up and joke about him and Seishirou getting married.

"You really are cute, Subaru-kun," Seishirou murmured, cupping the smaller man's face and looking into his eyes, mismatched like his own.

"I know," Subaru hummed quietly.

Seishirou leaned forward and licked the wine off of Subaru's lips. For somebody who was drunk, Subaru was quick. He caught Seishirou's lips with his own and slid his tongue into the older man's mouth- a daring move for the submissive one in the relationship. He wrapped his arms around Seishirou and pulled himself closer to feel his lover. Seishirou pulled the smaller man onto his lap, into a straddling position. His lips broke away from Subaru's and moved to his neck, licking the thin trails of wines away. Subaru moaned.

Once again the enemies became lovers in the night, one dominating, the other submitting, but both equal on a level of understanding. It was glorious, but then again, their union always was glorious. And after it was over, they lay there again, the same familiar scene- two men in the same bed, both naked under the covers they shared. Their arms were both wrapped around each other- one as if he were clinging to his guardian, the other as if he were protecting what was rightfully him through domination and preordination by the woman he had killed to inherit his position. Only this time, the smaller man, the one clinging for protection, was not asleep. He remained awake, slowly savoring this time in his mind. He was more sober now, time taking away the effects the consumption of wine had had on him, and was lost in his thoughts. The older man was aware that what was his was still awake, but he didn't mind. It was not yet past midnight and he had time to be with his Subaru-kun.

"I hate Destiny," Subaru whispered.

Seishirou raised an eyebrow, hearing what Subaru had said, but at the same time not sure whether he had heard him correctly. "Oh? You do, do you?"

Subaru nodded. "Yes. I hate it with every fiber of my being, " he said in a low voice as if he didn't want Destiny to hear. "I wish we didn't have to be enemies. I wish we could just ignore what is preordained and live as we want. I'd gladly give up being head of the Sumeragi clan, and you can give up being the Sakurazukamori."

Seishirou gave a rare frown. "You know what you're proposing is wishful thinking, Subaru-kun. I just can't give up being the Sakurazukamori. It's what I am. My cells are imprinted with this identity. Everything I am is the Sakurazukamori. The same with you, Subaru-kun, only you literally aren't your title. You can shed it like an old shell- the title, the rank, and everything that comes with it- but you'll still be The Sumeragi in Destiny's eyes. We can't stop being what we are. We have to accept everything that Destiny throws at us."

Subaru sat up and looked Seishirou straight in the eye. "Then kill me," he said, his voice serious. He took Seishirou's hand and placed it against his own bare chest. "Kill me now, like you did to Hokuto. Put your hand through my chest and remove my heart while its still beating. If there is no way to ignore Destiny, then I want you to kill me now just as it's been ordained by stars, dreams, or whatever screwed us over. Please. I want this. To be killed by you."

Seishirou stared at him for a moment. He could see the fierce steadiness in Subaru's face and the truth in his solitary green eye. This truth had always been hidden from Seishirou even during those moments they found each other in the night. The alcohol had brought the truth to the surface and was keeping it there. Seishirou pulled his hand away.

"No, Subaru-kun," he said softly. "I refuse to kill you when you're still drunk."

Tears flowed from Subaru's eyes. "I truly am a useless thing to you, then," he sobbed.

"Come again?"

"In the survey," Subaru began, pausing slightly to find the right words, "you said that you admired me. If a man makes something for purposes of admiration, then that thing is useless. It has no purpose."

"That was Oscar Wilde's opinion," Seishirou told him in a matter-of-fact tone of voice. "He isn't necessarily right. You have a use to me."

Subaru stopped crying and looked at Seishirou with curiosity. "What use am I to you?" he asked in a whisper.

Seishirou smiled softly. "You'll see when it's time to see," he replied.

Subaru sank back down and looked at the ceiling. He had a use. It felt strange. Did it have a meaning?

"Ne, Seishirou-san…" He paused, unsure how what he said would make Seishirou react. "Do you love me?"

Seishirou said nothing. He rolled over, away from Subaru.

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Next: Nataku (ho boy…)

Some things that should be noted…

I forgot Fuuma's age _

Bob: Nice going, Kitsune.

I know Fuuma isn't as much of a lech as I made him. His lechery was only for humour's sake.

The frog thing is pretty legitimate. For those who don't know, there are pictures out there of Fuuma (in his sexy John Lennon glasses) with a frog on his head. It is the source of humour for at least half the X humour sites I visit daily.

There was a point to the shounen ai! I'm actually trying to develop a plot! Unfortunately, it seems that it would be a great plot for an angst fic or two….



I am a supporter of Kamui/Fuuma and Subaru/Seishirou. It's canon…True, Subaru/Kamui is technically canon also, but S/S is a better pairing in my opinion because the relationship more interesting. Romantic tragedies with lovers who are each other's downfalls are good…Plus I can write a lot more on the two than if I were to try to write on Subaru and Kamui shacking together.

It really doesn't help that I was listening to the Romeo and Juliet soundtrack and "El Tango de Roxanne" from Moulin Rouge while writing Subaru's and Seishirou's scene.

Thank you, Rui, for pointing out the mistake with Sei-chan's last name. Thinking about in terms of comparing the Sakurazuka clan to a crime organization in Japan like the Yazuka (the four ending letters is what I'm referring to), it does make sense that it would "-zuka" instead of "-zaku" (where did I get that???). Also for my usage of "Sakurazukamori" as Sei- chan's last name, that can be blamed on other people's fanfiction who have done the same thing.

Thank you, Orochi Mel, for pointing out that Disney was big in Japan. I forgot about the Disneyland in Tokyo _



Now time for…Omake! Omake!



KY: GAH! One of the reviewers (who didn't leave their name!) pointed out something!

Bob: Ooh! Lemmee guess! That you're insane?

Kamui: You have no brain?

Subaru: You deserve to die?

KY *death glarex10 * No….I wrote Yuzariha so OOC!

All three: Oh…

KY: Gwah! A thousand apologies! Yuzariha isn't a character I'm used to, but I started out with her anyhow because it's more believable if she sent the survey than if, say, Kamui sent it.

Kamui: Why would I send a survey???

KY: So a thousand apologies! I wrote her to the best of my ability! For now, I'm trying to steer clear of characters I don't know that well. Technically, Satsuki WAS supposed to be next (she's always online…), but I'm not as familiar with her character as I am with Nataku's. Also, sorry about the Kasunagi and Yuuto bashing! I love them both, even if Yuuto was portrayed as a sick bastard in that one X-rated X pic (the one with the two nearly naked chicks at his feet…I have the link to the site with it somewhere…).

Kamui: O.O

Subaru: *covers Kamui's eyes *

Bob: *massaging temples * Kitsune..Kitsune…

KY: Heh heh…It's the truth! There is a picture out there like that! ^_^"

Bob: You have no life.

Subaru: Yeah…if all you ever do is write about me and Seishirou-san.

Kamui: O_O "Seishirou-san"? Since when have you started calling him "Seishirou-san"? I thought you didn't like him…

Subaru: Ho boy…

Bob & KY: That's our expression!

Kamui: WAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! *angst angst*

KY & Bob: -_-

Subaru: Kamui! I don't love him!

Voice from the door: Liar. You know you do.

Bob: *gasp *

Kamui: Eek!

Subaru: It's you!

KY: *squeals and glomps *

Seishirou: Wagh! Get it off! Get it off!

KY: My two favorite bishounen in the same Omake Omake! YAY!

Bob: Oh god….Help us…

Kamui: *runs off and cries *

Subaru: …Why is my life hell?

Seishirou: Um, could I get some help with this weird fox demon???

((This is funny if you imagine everybody as chibi.))