SHOW ME
A/N: Obviously, last chapter wasn't a success, never mind. I hope you'll still
read this one, since it's the conclusion, ok? I hope you've enjoyed this, I
can't believe it's over.*sob* Maybe I should do another chapter? Like CCS last
episode? Tea at Eriol's, what do you say? Tell me if I should bother posting
more of my CCS fics. I can take a no for an answer.
A little comment: Well, remember, this is Tomoeda we are talking about. I figure
it must be the Sunnydale of manga. So I don't think any character would be very
surprised or curious about strange events. It can't get weirder than big giant
rocks spurting out of the floor and everyone falling asleep at the same time. So
if people just accept Touya being ok over night and...the other stuff that
happens, that's why. That's just my opinion, feel free to disagree.
CHAPTER 11
Touya was having a very vivid dream about making love to Yuki when something
begun creeping up and down his upper back, paying particular attention to the
space between his shoulder blades. Annoyed, he stopped what he was doing, trying
to see what was causing the distraction, but there was nothing behind him.
Yukito disappeared first, then everything around him begun fading. All but the
caress.
His mind was fuzzy with sleep, and he felt too good to open his eyes. He was
wrapped in something very fluffy and warm he couldn't identify yet. Against his
will his senses begun to return. First he noted that whatever was caressing his
back felt like delicate fingers. Then he heard a low, cheerful humming. Next he
realised with alarm that he was butt naked and snuggling with some-one in a
similar situation. He opened one eye, hesitantly, but all he could see was a
sort of silver curtain and the sunlight streaming through it. The caress and the
humming stopped.
"You're awake." he heard a familiar voice whispering, almost purring. His heart
skipped a beat when he recognised it.
Touya slowly turned around. Whatever was covering them made it impossible to
distinguish his companion's face clearly, but the warm voice, the slender
figure...
"Yuki?" fear assaulted him; now he was more conscious, and he remembered that he
was supposed to be trapped in some sort of hell. This didn't feel like hell, in
fact, he hadn't felt as good since...he'd never felt as good, as complete as at
that moment. "Are you real?" he asked uncertainly.
Yukito leaned closer to him and smiled. There was something different on his
beloved snow bunny. For starters, his hair looked longer and lighter, his skin
whiter, and his eyes, there was more depth in them.
"You could say that." Yukito said jokingly. Then his face turned serious.
"To-ya...are you...? I mean, are you with me?"
Touya snorted and caressed the other's cheek.
"Good morning to you too. It is morning, isn't it?" he leaned all his weight on
one elbow over whatever blanket they were resting over, in order to sit up, but
when he did so, Yukito squealed in pain.
"OW!" the platinum haired boy cried. Touya jumped away from the soft blanket and
stared in confusion at Yukito, while he...stroked the blanket?
He blinked several times and rubbed his eyes, not being able to believe what he
was seeing. The curtains, the blanket...they were no less than a pair of
gorgeous, huge silver-ish wings coming from Yuki's back and surrounding them
both, forming a surreal cocoon. .
"Huh?" was all he managed. Yukito rubbed the sore spot on his wings a little
longer and then gave Touya the brightest of smiles.
"Curious, isn't it?" Yuki said innocently. Touya nodded emphatically. Then
Yuki's face turned cryptic, and he leaned inches away from Touya's face.
"Can't you feel anything different?"
Was Yuki teasing him? Touya smirked and played along.
"Your hair's different." he pointed out, deadpan. Yuki mockingly pouted.
"You don't like it." Touya swiftly moved through the small space he had under
those wings, and pulled Yukito to a him. He took a deep breath, taking in the
scent of his hair and realizing for the first time that he could FEEL Yuki, in
every sense of the word. He noted his koibito felt different. His aura was the
same but...
For a moment he thought he couldn't feel Yue anymore, and he panicked. But then
he realised that was exactly what was different from Yuki's aura. He kissed Yuki
lightly on the lips, and the smaller boy smiled at him with that beautiful
innocent smile of his.
"Care to explain, Yuki? Or is it Yue?"
Yuki giggled.
"I guess it'd be Yue-kito?"
Touya scratched his head.
"I don't understand. How?"
Yukito's smile turned...well, Touya could only guess that was Yue's smile.
"We should ask Eriol that. He's the one that staged this mess."
Touya smiled knowingly and kissed Yuki again.
"Now tell me..." he said teasingly, kissing the boy's neck in between words,
"Why are we naked?"
He could almost feel Yukito's blush.
"Don't you remember?" the grey haired boy asked. Touya shook his head no without
stopping his ministrations on Yuki's neck. Yukito pulled away slightly and gave
Touya the most mischievous of smiles. "Would you like me to remind you?"
Touya didn't even bother with an answer and threw himself on top of the other
boy. Yuki burst out laughing.
"Wait! You lunatic!"
Touya tried desperately to get the beautiful wings out of the way, but Yukito
wouldn't let him.
"Yuki...help me out here!" he cried. Yuki couldn't stop laughing. "What?!"
"You...you don't want me to...do that!" he said, referring to his wings. Touya
looked at him confusedly.
"Why not?!"
Yukito moved his right wing slightly, so Touya could peak outside. The darker
boy gasped when he realised they were outdoors.
"Oh my god. We did it..."
"On the roof!" Yuki cheered. Touya blushed to the roots of his hair and let go
of Yukito.
The smaller boy opened his wings just enough so they could pick up their clothes
and they started getting dressed in comfortable silence. Touya suddenly turned
to face him.
"So..." he said slowly. "Who *are* you now? I mean..."
Yukito smiled softly.
"I'm me. I can't explain it, but...that's it, I'm me."
"Do you know why you...changed? Can you turn into 'Yue' again?"
Yukito looked pensive for a moment.
"No." he said finally. "I don't really know why, but I figure...well...You are
different too, you know?" he ended cheerfully. Touya looked baffled. "I mean,
don't worry, your hair's still the same!" he joked, but immediately turned
serious. "But you are...uhm...less human now. I can feel it." Yukito looked
worried, or saddened, about that fact. Touya grabbed his face with both hands
and looked deeply into the now silver eyes.
"So, now I'm a bit more like you?" he smiled tenderly. This was still his Yuki,
so insecure and so thoughtful of others. Yuki nodded, eyes big as saucers.
"And I'm a bit more like you...that's why...I guess, that's why my appearance
balanced more towards my human side. And, well, my powers are...our powers now.
I'm no longer Clow's creature." Yuki got a very serious expression, filled with
love and want. "I'm yours now." A thought suddenly hit Touya and he winced.
"What?" Yuki asked fearful.
"Does this mean I have to follow Sakura's orders now?" This caught Yuki by
surprise, and he stared at Touya, mumbling a little, not really knowing the
answer. Touya laughed and ruffled his hair. "I'm joking Yuki." Yukito laughed
nervously. "There's no power in the universe capable of making me do that." he
finished deadpan, with one finger in the air.
Yukito shook his head and pulled away from the embrace. He concealed his wings,
took Touya by the hand and started walking towards the door. Touya thought he
heard him whisper 'sister complex', but didn't comment on it.
***************
He was only paying attention to the boy holding his hand while they made their
way through the hospital's hall, so he didn't know what had hit him when someone
grabbed him fiercely and pulled him into a hug. Somehow it triggered a lot of
traumatic Nakuru flashbacks, but this person was a lot taller and more...male;
well, maybe.
"God Touya! Where were you! We were looking all over for you!" his father
tightened his grip on him, and Touya was sure he was turning blue.
"Dad..." he croaked, "Dad, you're choking me." From over his father's shoulder
he could see Yukito smiling at him. The same smile he used when Sakura would
fight with him; seemingly unaware of everything, though Touya was sure there was
a slight mocking tone in it. His father pulled away and nervously straightened
his suit.
"I'm sorry son, it's just..." Fujitaka suddenly looked up at him, startled.
"You're ok!"
Touya smiled sheepishly.
"Yeah, dad. Everything's ok now." he remembered something and looked down,
ashamed. "I'm sorry for...you know, for..." Fujitaka waved him off, smiling from
ear to ear.
"Forget about it! C'mon, we should find a doctor so they can sign your release!
I want you home by dinner time."
Yukito's smile widened.
"Are you cooking, sir?" Fujitaka nodded. He stared at Yukito curiously for a
moment.
"Did you do something with your hair?"
***********************
It took Fujitaka a lot to convince the doctors to release Touya. They wanted to
keep him there for another day just to be sure, but the professor wouldn't have
any of it. Obviously his father had won, since he was now packing the few things
they'd brought him and changing into something more suitable for the streets
than a hospital gown.
At that moment he was fighting with his hair, wincing in pain every time the
comb would find a knot. From the reflection of the bathroom mirror he could see
Yukito waiting for him. He was standing next to the window, gazing outside with
a pensive look on his face, his back straight as an arrow, his chin slightly
higher than usual and his arms crossed in front of his chest. There was a hint of
a smile on his lips. Just a few minutes before, Sakura had burst into tears,
crying that she didn't mean for Yue to disappear, that she wasn't really mad at
him. Apparently his little sister had crossed words with Yue and now that she 'd
realised the change on her guardian, she thought the worst. Yukito immediately
reassured her and tried the best to explain to her what he himself couldn't fully
understand. Now Touya could see Yue; he was happy that his mistress cared about
him as much as she cared for, well... him?
God, this was going to be complicated.
He still understood what his koibito was feeling. After all, Yue had been hurt
beyond repair, or so it seemed, by the people he'd loved. He could relate to
that, and to the feeling of finding out that you can love and be loved again.
Touya sighed, almost willing to surrender and admit he needed a haircut.
"You need a brush, not a comb." came a soft, kind voice from behind him. He
leaped, almost screamed, and turned around, terrified.
Nadeshiko was standing before him, this time with the same loving expression he
remembered her having. It was unbelievable that he'd ever thought that
other...thing, could be his mother. Still, he was a bit freaked.
"Stop haunting me in the bathroom," he whispered, half jokingly half scared.
Nadeshiko smiled.
"I'm sorry." She gazed him tenderly and sighed. "You know that wasn't me, don't
you?"
Touya nodded.
"I missed you. It's nice seeing you again."
Nadeshiko nodded and smiled playfully, signalling him towards the bathroom door,
where Yukito was standing, watching him worriedly. Touya smiled again.
"To-ya, who are you talking to?" Yukito said carefully. Touya stood straight.
"I was talking to mom. You don't happen to have a brush here somewhere, do you?"
Yukito relaxed and shook his head no. He approached Touya, who pulled him into a
hug and brushed his bangs tenderly. "You need a haircut."
"Look who's talking!" Yukito laughed.
Touya kissed Yukito, tenderly at first, but it turned passionate immediately,
and Yukito pulled away, blushing.
"Is your mom still here?" he whispered with a hoarse voice. Touya snorted.
"Nope. And dad shouldn't be here any time soon. You know, paper work..." he
trailed off, pulling Yuki with him out of the bathroom, towards the door.
Without letting go of the other boy's mouth, he locked the door. Yukito was the
first to pull out for air, resting the back of his head on the door and moaning
softly. Touya suddenly felt very self assured. His beloved snow bunny was a
moment away from loosing it and it was him doing that to him. He looked at him
lovingly.
"Say, Yuki, should we kick that kid's ass or thank him?" he said before starting
to unbutton Yuki's shirt. Yukito seemed to think about it for a moment.
"Both," he answered deadpan, and claimed Touya's mouth once again.
IN THIS WORLD THERE ARE NO COINCIDENCES ...
ONLY THE INEVITABLE.
***A/N-P.S: *sob**sob* Did you like it? * sob* It's...*sob*... over! What am I going to do
now?! (starts looking around, nervously, rocking back and forth on her chair)
Probably keep reading Gouhou Drug like mad. Ah, the wonders of being an obsessive maniac! *sigh*
A/N: Obviously, last chapter wasn't a success, never mind. I hope you'll still
read this one, since it's the conclusion, ok? I hope you've enjoyed this, I
can't believe it's over.*sob* Maybe I should do another chapter? Like CCS last
episode? Tea at Eriol's, what do you say? Tell me if I should bother posting
more of my CCS fics. I can take a no for an answer.
A little comment: Well, remember, this is Tomoeda we are talking about. I figure
it must be the Sunnydale of manga. So I don't think any character would be very
surprised or curious about strange events. It can't get weirder than big giant
rocks spurting out of the floor and everyone falling asleep at the same time. So
if people just accept Touya being ok over night and...the other stuff that
happens, that's why. That's just my opinion, feel free to disagree.
CHAPTER 11
Touya was having a very vivid dream about making love to Yuki when something
begun creeping up and down his upper back, paying particular attention to the
space between his shoulder blades. Annoyed, he stopped what he was doing, trying
to see what was causing the distraction, but there was nothing behind him.
Yukito disappeared first, then everything around him begun fading. All but the
caress.
His mind was fuzzy with sleep, and he felt too good to open his eyes. He was
wrapped in something very fluffy and warm he couldn't identify yet. Against his
will his senses begun to return. First he noted that whatever was caressing his
back felt like delicate fingers. Then he heard a low, cheerful humming. Next he
realised with alarm that he was butt naked and snuggling with some-one in a
similar situation. He opened one eye, hesitantly, but all he could see was a
sort of silver curtain and the sunlight streaming through it. The caress and the
humming stopped.
"You're awake." he heard a familiar voice whispering, almost purring. His heart
skipped a beat when he recognised it.
Touya slowly turned around. Whatever was covering them made it impossible to
distinguish his companion's face clearly, but the warm voice, the slender
figure...
"Yuki?" fear assaulted him; now he was more conscious, and he remembered that he
was supposed to be trapped in some sort of hell. This didn't feel like hell, in
fact, he hadn't felt as good since...he'd never felt as good, as complete as at
that moment. "Are you real?" he asked uncertainly.
Yukito leaned closer to him and smiled. There was something different on his
beloved snow bunny. For starters, his hair looked longer and lighter, his skin
whiter, and his eyes, there was more depth in them.
"You could say that." Yukito said jokingly. Then his face turned serious.
"To-ya...are you...? I mean, are you with me?"
Touya snorted and caressed the other's cheek.
"Good morning to you too. It is morning, isn't it?" he leaned all his weight on
one elbow over whatever blanket they were resting over, in order to sit up, but
when he did so, Yukito squealed in pain.
"OW!" the platinum haired boy cried. Touya jumped away from the soft blanket and
stared in confusion at Yukito, while he...stroked the blanket?
He blinked several times and rubbed his eyes, not being able to believe what he
was seeing. The curtains, the blanket...they were no less than a pair of
gorgeous, huge silver-ish wings coming from Yuki's back and surrounding them
both, forming a surreal cocoon. .
"Huh?" was all he managed. Yukito rubbed the sore spot on his wings a little
longer and then gave Touya the brightest of smiles.
"Curious, isn't it?" Yuki said innocently. Touya nodded emphatically. Then
Yuki's face turned cryptic, and he leaned inches away from Touya's face.
"Can't you feel anything different?"
Was Yuki teasing him? Touya smirked and played along.
"Your hair's different." he pointed out, deadpan. Yuki mockingly pouted.
"You don't like it." Touya swiftly moved through the small space he had under
those wings, and pulled Yukito to a him. He took a deep breath, taking in the
scent of his hair and realizing for the first time that he could FEEL Yuki, in
every sense of the word. He noted his koibito felt different. His aura was the
same but...
For a moment he thought he couldn't feel Yue anymore, and he panicked. But then
he realised that was exactly what was different from Yuki's aura. He kissed Yuki
lightly on the lips, and the smaller boy smiled at him with that beautiful
innocent smile of his.
"Care to explain, Yuki? Or is it Yue?"
Yuki giggled.
"I guess it'd be Yue-kito?"
Touya scratched his head.
"I don't understand. How?"
Yukito's smile turned...well, Touya could only guess that was Yue's smile.
"We should ask Eriol that. He's the one that staged this mess."
Touya smiled knowingly and kissed Yuki again.
"Now tell me..." he said teasingly, kissing the boy's neck in between words,
"Why are we naked?"
He could almost feel Yukito's blush.
"Don't you remember?" the grey haired boy asked. Touya shook his head no without
stopping his ministrations on Yuki's neck. Yukito pulled away slightly and gave
Touya the most mischievous of smiles. "Would you like me to remind you?"
Touya didn't even bother with an answer and threw himself on top of the other
boy. Yuki burst out laughing.
"Wait! You lunatic!"
Touya tried desperately to get the beautiful wings out of the way, but Yukito
wouldn't let him.
"Yuki...help me out here!" he cried. Yuki couldn't stop laughing. "What?!"
"You...you don't want me to...do that!" he said, referring to his wings. Touya
looked at him confusedly.
"Why not?!"
Yukito moved his right wing slightly, so Touya could peak outside. The darker
boy gasped when he realised they were outdoors.
"Oh my god. We did it..."
"On the roof!" Yuki cheered. Touya blushed to the roots of his hair and let go
of Yukito.
The smaller boy opened his wings just enough so they could pick up their clothes
and they started getting dressed in comfortable silence. Touya suddenly turned
to face him.
"So..." he said slowly. "Who *are* you now? I mean..."
Yukito smiled softly.
"I'm me. I can't explain it, but...that's it, I'm me."
"Do you know why you...changed? Can you turn into 'Yue' again?"
Yukito looked pensive for a moment.
"No." he said finally. "I don't really know why, but I figure...well...You are
different too, you know?" he ended cheerfully. Touya looked baffled. "I mean,
don't worry, your hair's still the same!" he joked, but immediately turned
serious. "But you are...uhm...less human now. I can feel it." Yukito looked
worried, or saddened, about that fact. Touya grabbed his face with both hands
and looked deeply into the now silver eyes.
"So, now I'm a bit more like you?" he smiled tenderly. This was still his Yuki,
so insecure and so thoughtful of others. Yuki nodded, eyes big as saucers.
"And I'm a bit more like you...that's why...I guess, that's why my appearance
balanced more towards my human side. And, well, my powers are...our powers now.
I'm no longer Clow's creature." Yuki got a very serious expression, filled with
love and want. "I'm yours now." A thought suddenly hit Touya and he winced.
"What?" Yuki asked fearful.
"Does this mean I have to follow Sakura's orders now?" This caught Yuki by
surprise, and he stared at Touya, mumbling a little, not really knowing the
answer. Touya laughed and ruffled his hair. "I'm joking Yuki." Yukito laughed
nervously. "There's no power in the universe capable of making me do that." he
finished deadpan, with one finger in the air.
Yukito shook his head and pulled away from the embrace. He concealed his wings,
took Touya by the hand and started walking towards the door. Touya thought he
heard him whisper 'sister complex', but didn't comment on it.
***************
He was only paying attention to the boy holding his hand while they made their
way through the hospital's hall, so he didn't know what had hit him when someone
grabbed him fiercely and pulled him into a hug. Somehow it triggered a lot of
traumatic Nakuru flashbacks, but this person was a lot taller and more...male;
well, maybe.
"God Touya! Where were you! We were looking all over for you!" his father
tightened his grip on him, and Touya was sure he was turning blue.
"Dad..." he croaked, "Dad, you're choking me." From over his father's shoulder
he could see Yukito smiling at him. The same smile he used when Sakura would
fight with him; seemingly unaware of everything, though Touya was sure there was
a slight mocking tone in it. His father pulled away and nervously straightened
his suit.
"I'm sorry son, it's just..." Fujitaka suddenly looked up at him, startled.
"You're ok!"
Touya smiled sheepishly.
"Yeah, dad. Everything's ok now." he remembered something and looked down,
ashamed. "I'm sorry for...you know, for..." Fujitaka waved him off, smiling from
ear to ear.
"Forget about it! C'mon, we should find a doctor so they can sign your release!
I want you home by dinner time."
Yukito's smile widened.
"Are you cooking, sir?" Fujitaka nodded. He stared at Yukito curiously for a
moment.
"Did you do something with your hair?"
***********************
It took Fujitaka a lot to convince the doctors to release Touya. They wanted to
keep him there for another day just to be sure, but the professor wouldn't have
any of it. Obviously his father had won, since he was now packing the few things
they'd brought him and changing into something more suitable for the streets
than a hospital gown.
At that moment he was fighting with his hair, wincing in pain every time the
comb would find a knot. From the reflection of the bathroom mirror he could see
Yukito waiting for him. He was standing next to the window, gazing outside with
a pensive look on his face, his back straight as an arrow, his chin slightly
higher than usual and his arms crossed in front of his chest. There was a hint of
a smile on his lips. Just a few minutes before, Sakura had burst into tears,
crying that she didn't mean for Yue to disappear, that she wasn't really mad at
him. Apparently his little sister had crossed words with Yue and now that she 'd
realised the change on her guardian, she thought the worst. Yukito immediately
reassured her and tried the best to explain to her what he himself couldn't fully
understand. Now Touya could see Yue; he was happy that his mistress cared about
him as much as she cared for, well... him?
God, this was going to be complicated.
He still understood what his koibito was feeling. After all, Yue had been hurt
beyond repair, or so it seemed, by the people he'd loved. He could relate to
that, and to the feeling of finding out that you can love and be loved again.
Touya sighed, almost willing to surrender and admit he needed a haircut.
"You need a brush, not a comb." came a soft, kind voice from behind him. He
leaped, almost screamed, and turned around, terrified.
Nadeshiko was standing before him, this time with the same loving expression he
remembered her having. It was unbelievable that he'd ever thought that
other...thing, could be his mother. Still, he was a bit freaked.
"Stop haunting me in the bathroom," he whispered, half jokingly half scared.
Nadeshiko smiled.
"I'm sorry." She gazed him tenderly and sighed. "You know that wasn't me, don't
you?"
Touya nodded.
"I missed you. It's nice seeing you again."
Nadeshiko nodded and smiled playfully, signalling him towards the bathroom door,
where Yukito was standing, watching him worriedly. Touya smiled again.
"To-ya, who are you talking to?" Yukito said carefully. Touya stood straight.
"I was talking to mom. You don't happen to have a brush here somewhere, do you?"
Yukito relaxed and shook his head no. He approached Touya, who pulled him into a
hug and brushed his bangs tenderly. "You need a haircut."
"Look who's talking!" Yukito laughed.
Touya kissed Yukito, tenderly at first, but it turned passionate immediately,
and Yukito pulled away, blushing.
"Is your mom still here?" he whispered with a hoarse voice. Touya snorted.
"Nope. And dad shouldn't be here any time soon. You know, paper work..." he
trailed off, pulling Yuki with him out of the bathroom, towards the door.
Without letting go of the other boy's mouth, he locked the door. Yukito was the
first to pull out for air, resting the back of his head on the door and moaning
softly. Touya suddenly felt very self assured. His beloved snow bunny was a
moment away from loosing it and it was him doing that to him. He looked at him
lovingly.
"Say, Yuki, should we kick that kid's ass or thank him?" he said before starting
to unbutton Yuki's shirt. Yukito seemed to think about it for a moment.
"Both," he answered deadpan, and claimed Touya's mouth once again.
IN THIS WORLD THERE ARE NO COINCIDENCES ...
ONLY THE INEVITABLE.
***A/N-P.S: *sob**sob* Did you like it? * sob* It's...*sob*... over! What am I going to do
now?! (starts looking around, nervously, rocking back and forth on her chair)
Probably keep reading Gouhou Drug like mad. Ah, the wonders of being an obsessive maniac! *sigh*
