Watcher
-Subaru-
Neither of them could see the reality of their situation, both giving the other what they thought they wanted and blindly accepted. It was purely disgusting to see them wallowing in their own self-importance and self-pity, sharing it in so much disillusionment as to make hell out of heaven. Revolting to see them grappling at each other as if one could pull the other from the primordial sensual muck he had buried himself in. Yet the truth of their ordeal was simple: neither was willing to admit or realize their obviously twisted sins and simply overlaid their taint of the flesh with the other's surreal touch.
But was it all fate?
None of it was meant to be, but still they remained delusional. No other pairing could be so corrupt.
Chi no Ryuu.
Ten no Ryuu.
It didn't work either way; it simply wasn't possible, but again a fact broke through. It was all a lie. So insecure, so dependent. Especially the younger one. Unfortunately, he was the source .. yet .. I realized his misconception that all would work out if he subjected himself to this. I could've only been a hypocrite if I denied such an obvious fact, the painful history of which I share. I refused to let go, and so did he.
Perhaps I saw myself reflected in his shattered image, his body crushed beneath an uncaring fate and the larger frame of the Chi no Ryuu. Truly, it was simply unfortunate that destiny laid so much enigmatic and precognitive prophecies upon his already wavering shoulders. He accepted it so readily even when he knew he should fight; he was strong enough. I was sure it was only because the unwanted realization that the Chi no Ryuu was immune to his attempts to conjure his original being that he continued to refuse battle.
And fate remained a cruel mistress, just as she always has, loaning the Chi no Ryuu an insatiable lust for his opponent that subsequently resulted in the numerous instances that the Seals found Kamui sobbing uselessly within the confines of Togakushi. One might have wondered why there, but wouldn't it be apparent? In a place so full of his past and long-remembered memories, he was rendered more vulnerable there than any other place could have made him.
I tried once.
Tried to save him from drowning in his misplaced dream.
It was the worst mistake I had ever made, as I ended up only causing him more pain. A clichéd hero-to-the-rescue mission gone astray and convoluting into a flagrantly damned display of lust run amok with I being of no use in halting it. It had been Togakushi, then as well, right before dusk. The last remaining clouds disappeared into a rapidly encroaching sea of darkening crimson hues and hidden light. Kamui's kekkai had appeared out of thin nothing and immediately, the worst was assumed and the task fell to me as I wanted. Onmyou would prove more useful where emotional unease was sure to be encountered, sheer brute strength would only amount to one thing: nothing. Anyhow, it seemed as though it was unspoken yet I had somehow become Kamui's protector, since it had become obvious that he continuously rejected defense when faced by Fuuma.
AN – Reuploaded. Perchance I need to make the chapters longer .. _;;