Lilly: Sorry to make you wait so long. Oo;; School caught up with me, plus a sudden and hard obsession with LOTR and then with Inuyasha.
Warnings: This chapter contains a whiny Kamui and sexual situations. If you don't like to hear Kamui whine to are against yaoi, don't read this. Thank you.
Chapter 8 : Kidnapped
The first night with Seishirou's eye was terrible for Subaru. His powers refused Seishirou's and he had to fight against the madness that threathened to fall over him. The onmyouji found himself unable to sleep for hours, and when exhaustion beat him, his dreams were plagued by nightmares and visions, shadows of his past madness, of darkness, and of the an uncertain future to come.
But Kamui stayed with him all the while, and didn't let go off his hand during all this time. Subaru knew he shouted at the boy countless times, and even tried to hit him. But this morning Kamui was still there, smiling at the older man, kissing his forehead. Saying he loved him. And Subaru knew he had just won the war against darkness.
Seishirou came in to check on Kamui a few minutes after Subaru had regained control of himself. He wanted to see how Subaru had spent the night, and wanted to give Kamui some time to rest, as the boy was completely spent. He obeyed and went into his room, and immediately fell asleep.
"How are you, Subaru-kun ? Do you feel better ? Stronger ?" Seishirou asked his younger lover, as he gently kissed his forehead.
"Mmmm, I can't tell for now. But I know there's an improvement !" was his answer. And no more, Subaru was too tired to say anything else. The older man removed lock of hair from the onmyouji's face and kissed him.
"Rest, you need to rest..." he told Subaru, who closed his eyes tiredly and fell into a deep, dreamless slumber. Seishirou stayed with him.
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While Kamui and Subaru slept, someone else was wide awake.
Fuuma smiled at the Tree in satisfaction. He had just fed him a couple of victims. One had been a middle-aged man who sold insurances [and in Fuuma's opinion, very annoying] and the other a young woman who worked in one of the many soaplands in Tokyo [and who he found just as annoying]. The Tree expressed its gratitude to the new Sakurazukamori. It hadn't had such good meals ever since Setsuka had died. Not even Seishirou fed him that often and that much.
The 'Kamui' of the Angel felt the Tree's thanks and he softly stroked the trunk, almost affectionately, like one would stroke a dog or a cat. Feeding the Tree is such an amusing and rewarding job. Pity it will die too when I have it my way at Promised Day... Such a nice pet... Fuuma thought to himself. Yes, when Promised Day came everyone and everything would die. Even himself, because his destiny would have finally been accomplished.
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When Kamui woke up a couple of hours later Subaru was still asleep, and Seishirou was gone. After he had gotten out of bed, he took a long shower and afterwards started preparing a light breakfast.
While he was doing it, he couldn't help his thoughts from drifting over to Fuuma. He wondered where his twin star was now, and what he was doing at that very moment. He wondered if Seishirou had seen him lately, but the Sakurazukamori hadn't said a thinkg about it. Fuuma... My Fuuma... Lost so far away in his madness... he thought.
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Subaru woke up after several hours of dreamless sleep. He had slept 4 hours at most, but he felt more rested than he had in a long time. He took his time in getting out of bed and going into the bathroom. He did likewise as he took a long, hot shower. He sighed as he felt the remaining tension in his muscles melting with the hot water. After a while, he got out of the bath and went into his room to get dressed.
As he passed in front of the mirror he couldn't help but look at his own reflection. He had gotten almost used to see with one eye again. He felt strange to look at himself with Seishirou's eye again, it brought back bad memories to him, of all the things he did to Kamui... of the people he fed to the Tree... He looked away, he didn't want to remember those moments. He feared he would do all those things again, but he didn't feel any different this time. at least in that sense.
He did feel new powers running through him. He didn't feel them as strongly as he had the first time, and perhaps he didn't have control over all of them. He felt the maboroshi was the weakest of this new powers, but with some training, he'd be able to dominate them.
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Kamui couldn't sleep tonight. When had lied in his bed for forty-five minutes without sleep he got out of bed. He had tried to catch up on some of his school work [his teachers would skin him alive for missing so many classes if he didn't]. When that didn't work, he tried reading a random magazine, something about cars. When that didn't work either, he'd settled for watching TV. But that was also a wasted effort. Kamui's mind circled back to the same subject: Subaru. He wanted him so badly he really couldn't think of anything else.
The young Seal decided that the only way to stop this uncomfortable situation was to go see Subaru. The onmyouji might even be awake. He turned off the television, put this school things away, and the magazine back in its place. He wondered where it had come from anyway. He didn't have any interest in car, nor Subaru as far as he knew. The cover had a Subaru on it, so he supposed his father had brought it to tease Subaru or something.
He made his way back to the room he now shared with Subaru and lied back down next to him. He snuggled very close to him and watched him sleep. The older man looked so beautiful, so peaceful while sleeping. He was even smiling slightly, now that the nightmares produced by his powers conflicting with Seishirou's were over. Kamui wanted him to wake up immediatly so he would make love to him, as it had been so long since the last time he had touched Kamui.
Kamui remained watching him for a long time until he could take no more. He gathered his courage and slid a hand under Subaru's shirt, stroking his lover's chest gently and tenderly, being careful to avoid the bandages, as not to cause him any damage. And as he did this, he softly kissed all of Subaru's face: his forehead, his nose, his cheeks, his chin, his sweet lips...
It was at this moment, when Kamui had just broken off that last kiss that Subaru fully woke up. He blinked in surprise at what his younger lover was doing. "Kamui..." he started, "please... stop that." he said very gently, not wishing to offend the violet-eyed boy.
Kamui looked at him in dismay. "But why ? Don't you want me ?" asked Kamui, feeling a little hurt by the rejection. His insecurities were beginning to emerge. Maybe Subaru no longer wants me, not that Seishirou comes to visit him so often... O-or maybe now that he has had time to think about it he doesn't want me because I'm Seishirou's son... O-Or maybe... his mind started, as it went to millions of possibilities of why Subaru would push him away like that in a second.
The onmyouji looked at Kamui silently during a few seconds, as if measuring his words, finding the ones that would most probably assure the young Seal. Then, he finally answered : "I do but I can't. I'm still wounded Kamui. I can't even stay stand up more than a few minutes ! I'm sorry and please, try to be patient. I'll be ok very soon !" He smiled a little weakly at his lover, a smile that was reserved only for him... and for Seishirou...
He tried to reach out and gently touch Kamui's soft cheek, but the boy slapped his hand away. "I remember you didn't care if I was willing or not when you were the Sakurazukamori ! Why not going back to the job ? At least you would show some interest for me !" he yelled, with tears in his eyes as remembered the endless nights of pain he'd suffered in Subaru's hands when he was being driven mad by the Tree.
Subaru opened his mouth to say something, to apologize, to tell Kamui that he wasn't like that anymore, that he was still interested in him, but before any word could come out, his lover slapped him with all his forces and turned his back on him. A thick silence fell onto the bedroom, and after a few minutes Kamui gathered his pillow and a blanket and went to the living room to sleep on the couch.
He couldn't sleep during the rest of the night. He spent it thinking about how rude he'd been to his beloved, wanting to go back and apologize. But his pride wouldn't allow him to do it. Especially because those last words he'd said were true. Subaru had used him when he was the Sakurazukamori, and it still hurt to think about it. He cried, until at last, around dawn he fell into an uneasy sleep.
As for Subaru, as soon as he felt Kamui left he turned to the boy's side of the bed and cried silently into his pillow. It hurt that Kamui thought of him like that... He felt as if Kamui considered him another Fuuma, someone who would only use him for his own pleasure and then discard him like any old toy when he got bored. He wanted to get up and go to him, to assure him that he truly loved him... But he couldn't get up, and he was also angry, angry that Kamui was acting so whiny and bratty like that. And he was sure the boy didn't want to see him, that he hated him.
It was like this how Seishirou found him. The light onmyouji didn't feel the other's presence in the room, though Seishirou wasn't sure if he did or not. So he walked and stood next to the bed, kneeling down to kiss Subaru's cheek. He had barely touched the younger man's cheek with his sleeps when a hand slapped him away.
"Kamui, don't touch..." he started, turning to face the other man in the room, but quickly stopped and covered his mouth with his hand. "S-Seishirou-san... I'm sorry, I didn't mean..." he said, apologizing and reaching out to gently stroke the cheek he had just slapped. "I just..." he tried to continue, but faltered.
"What's wrong Subaru-kun ? What about Kamui ?" the Sakurazukamori asked in concern. He knew how much his son needed Subaru, and how much the onmyouji needed Kamui. And he also knew how much fights like this distressed them and lowered their self-esteem to impossibly low levels.
Subaru looked at him, with pleading eyes, and explained everything that had happened between a few hours ago, and how much Kamui's words had hurt him because they were so true. "I-I think he hates me, Seishirou-san... Because I used him and now he thinks I no longer find any interest in him... He thinks I'll just toss him away..." he said, the tears once more invading his mismatched eyes.
"Don't cry Subaru-kun. And don't worry, I'm sure Kamui-kun will understand that you weren't yourself then, and that you love him... He'll forgive you. He's a kind boy. And he loves you much... I can see it when you're together... H-He loves you in a way I never learned to until now..." I said gently, trying to make him see why they should be together.
Subaru of course tried to deny this, that no matter how much Kamui loved him that the boy had had enough, and how worthless he was, but Seishirou silenced him with a gentle kiss. Then he convinced him to apologize in the morning. "Just prepare breakfast for him, and then say you're sorry... He'll surely forgive you." I suggested.
The onmyouji nodded tiredly and yawned, and Seishirou realized how tired he really was. "Now rest, Subaru-kun, you need it to recover from your wounds. I'll come to see you and Kamui tomorrow. He kissed his lover again, and watched him until he fell asleep. Then he disappared from the room.
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Kamui woke up very late the next morning, which was odd for him, but made sense, given how late he had fallen asleep the last night. He woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking. He wondered if it was Subaru the one cooking and he had cooked something for him too. Then he remembered the fight from last night and sighed. Subaru is probably still mad at me... he thought, but decided to go to the kitchen, just in case it was Seishirou and had mad food for him.
"Good morning, Kamui." Subaru greeted him as he entered the kitchen, looking adorably cute in his pyjamas, with his head ruffled from sleeping. "'Morning..." Kamui replied, and stretched a little to relieve his muscles from sleeping on the couch.
"I made pancakes, I hope you want some." Subaru continued, as he dropped a pile of pancakes in front of Kamui. The boy looked from them, to Subaru, and back to the pancakes. "Subaru ?" he asked uncertainly.
"Forgive me, about last night... I..." Subaru suddenly started, playing with the kitchen towel in his hands. And this was when Kamui couldn't take it anymore and burst into tears.
But Subaru wasn't done apologizing yet, he looked at the floor and kept playing with the towel. "Kamui, I'm really sorry... For all the terrible things I told you, I did to you... And not only last night... Please, forgive me... " he said, finally looking up at his young lover.
Kamui then ran to the onmyouji and threw himself into his arms. "No ! It's me who is sorry ! I'm just... I forgive you... I love you, Subaru !" They hugged thightly and thanked each other endlessly. Then Subaru took the younger boy's hand in his and looked at him. Kamui looked back in confusion.
Subaru turned a lovely shade of pink before answering. "I feel better now... Really... Maybe we can try ?" he said, turning a deeper scarlet, and winking at him. Kamui blushed too and nodded. Then Subaru led him to the bedroom, breakfast forgotten for a while...
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Fuuma sat in the couch of his living room, rubbing his temples. He'd just fed the Tree, but the it wouldn't be sated. Fuuma wasn't like Subaru had been as a Sakurazukamori, he killed anyone to feed to the Tree, after all, everyone was going to die if he had it his way with Kamui in Promised Day. So what if a handful of people died before the predestined time ?
But still, there was one person the Tree craved for the most: Sumeragi Subaru. Each day he became more impatient than the last, begging Fuuma to feed him to it. I wonder if it was always like that with Seishirou, or if he has lost his patience after all these years... the angel wondered. Personally, if I'd been in the Tree's place I'd have had the Sumeragi a long time ago, even if I had to do it myself... he added to himself. He spent hours everyday thinking about how to kill the onmyouji, weighing whether to do it painfully before Kamui's eyes, or even more painfully, with only himself and the Tree for an audience. He also wondered if he ought to do it in front of Seishirou.
That bastard... I wonder when he became unloyal to me. Probably he always was, but his death wish was too great for him to bother in challenging me, and probably I provided a good amusement for him, I knew he was one for me. Fuuma thought. He had always known that the Sakurazukamori wanted to die at Subaru's hands, not his, the man had never bothered to hide that pathetic little wish from him.
Anyways, I wish he still was on my side, but with him opposing me things might become more interesting... Especially with me guarding the Sakura Tree now... In that aspect, Fuuma was exactly like Seishirou. He thrived on amusement, and this situation surely provided him with loads of it. Being a 'kamui' and the Sakurazukamori wasn't so bad.
Soon... Soon you will have Subaru Sumeragi... Fuuma promised the Tree.
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Some days later both Subaru and Kamui were feeling a lot better. Subaru had regained most of his strength and mobility, and he wasn't in pain anymore. And Seishirou's powers were no longer competing against his, but had settled down, and where now a complement of his own. As for Kamui, as soon as he saw Subaru was starting to feel a lot better, his spirits went up.
"Subaru, do you feel well today ?" Kamui asked the onmyouji as they washed the dishes from their breakfast. The older man smiled sweetly at him. "Yes, I feel very well today. Why do you ask ?" he asked curiously. The boy finished drying the last dish and then turned to face Subaru. "Um... well, I was thinking we spent a lot of time here lately... I was wondering if you'd want to walk to the park with me... Maybe go to the mall, I kinda need new clothes..." he said, looking at his ragged pants and old t-shirt very self-conciously. His clothes [among other things] had suffered a lot since he became a Seal.
The onmyouji smiled again and him and patted his shoulder. "Of course we can go, Kamui. Anything you want. We could have lunch later at the mall too. And we could go to visit the others before we return here. I'm sure they're all wanting to know what's happened to us lately." he said.
Kamui smiled brightly at his lover. "Really ? I like that idea !!! We haven't seen Sorata, and Yuzu-chan, and the rest in ages !!! I just can imagine Sorata's face when we go visit them !!!" he said with a laugh. Subaru laughed lightly with him. "Yes, I can imagine. Sorata is such a mother-hen." the onmyouji added, knowing how protective his fellow Seal was over their leader.
"Great !!!" Kamui said, "just lemme go change and I'll be ready soon." Subaru nodded and both went to the bedroom to change into [slightly] less old clothes.
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Fuuma was extremely bored that morning. The Tree had acted very annoying the previous day, so he had kept him unfed. Up until now, he had no real wish to go out and hunt for it. Suddenly the Tree alerted him of a very interesting situation. Mmmmm... so the Sumeragi and my little Kamui have decided to take a walk around Ueno Park today... That's wonderful !!! He gathered his coat and boots and headed in Ueno Park's direction. He would actually have some fun today.
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For some reason, Subaru and Kamui ended up walking near Ueno Park. They looked at each other, but then decided to walk in it, but they would avoid a certain big, eternally in bloom, soul-eating, sakura tree, though Subaru visibly wanted to head that way, to visit his sister's tomb, if could be called that, but Kamui wanted to keep out of that way. After a few minutes though, they had relaxed enough to forget their paranoid feelings and just enjoy the walk in each other's company.
"My, my ! What a cute couple ! Enjoying the sun ?" a too-well known voice interrupted their peace. Both of them immediately turned to face the source of the voice and saw Fuuma, leaning against a tree. Why do they have to be so damned cute together ? They always make me want to vomit. Or kill someone. Or both. I hate them being together. Won't that insistent idiot Sumeragi learn that Kamui is mine and only mine ? the Angel thought.
Subaru immediately proceeded to wrap a protective arm around Kamui, and prepared his ofuda, ready to fight Fuuma to death if then need arose. He knew how much Fuuma hated him, how much the Tree wanted him, and how much both of them wished him dead and his soul fed to it.
Yet, all of this was useless. Fuuma, even faster than before [an ability he'd gained as the Sakurazukamori], managed to snatch Kamui away from Subaru, grabbing him by the waist. He held the boy thightly, and though Kamui kicked and wriggled, he could get out of Fuuma's tight grip.
After a few moments of confusion, the onmyouji tried to move to help his younger lover, but he was stopped by Fuuma's deep, penetrating voice. "If you make a move against me, I swear I kill him, right here !" the Angel theatened. This time he was not going to stop him from taking what was his own. Kamui looked at Subaru, shook his head, and then turned to look at the floor. He was going to let Fuuma have his way with him. Though he prefered to die, he couldn't die yet, not when so many things, and especially humanity's fate, depended on him.
Fuuma smirked at Subaru and tauntingly stroked Kamui's soft, tousled hair. "Remember one thing, Sumeragi, Kamui is mine... You cannot have him." he said slowly, as he ran his hand down Kamui's neck, to stop over Kamui's heart, and then return to his neck. "His life or death is in my hands only." he added, gripping the boy thightly by the throat. "Do you understand ?" he finished, taking his hand from Kamui's neck.
"Kamui is not an object that can be possessed, used, broken, and then thrown away as worthless !!! Kamui is a person and he belongs only to himself !!!" Subaru countered bravely, and prepared his ofuda to protect himself if Fuuma decided to attacked him, but the Angel did nothing of the sort.
Instead, the younger man smirked wider at Fuuma, and disappeared in a swirl of sakura flower petals, taking Kamui with him, and leaving behind only the heady perfume of the flowers.
Lilly: Oops, another cliffhanger, ehehehehe... Ok, I admit I did this on purpose. This chapted was suppossed to be a lot longer, but I decided to split it up into two chapters instead. However don't worry, you won't have to wait quite too long for the next update of the fic. XD Until next time, minna-san, and meanwhile, reviews give us incentiveto update this thing. So, pleaaaaaaaaaaaase ? *Puppy eyes*
