Disclaimer: Tokyo Babylon is by clamp.
Calendar Boy
By miyamoto yui
Part 3 – the death angel.
"Oh, I always knew I was a genius." Hokuto smiled widely as she stood up and folded her arms with a sure nod. "It's perfect! Woohoo! You are hot!"
"Why must you make things that make me blush?" I asked her shyly as I looked at her while holding up the sleeves of the beautiful kimono.
"You always did look best whenever you didn't expect it, Subaru," she seriously commented as she turned around and looked out the window. "You always think you don't look good. So, I make up for that."
Seishirou looked at her even though she couldn't see it. Then he looked at me and frowned. "Why?"
I shook my head as I just looked at him uncomfortably and shrugged my shoulders.
At that, I thought Hokuto would come in and make a comment as usually did, but she turned around and eyed Seishirou.
I looked at them with a confused expression.
It's not his fault.
I'm not embarrassed because of that…
But I could see at the severity of her look that I wasn't in between their gaze. They were communicating silently between themselves.
Hokuto then turned to me and smiled.
I changed and then we packed our stuff to leave.
We then said goodbye to everyone downstairs and headed to the hotel we had said we 'lived in'. Since I was undercover, I couldn't give them my true place of residence, and Hokuto had to make arrangements to live in a hotel.
When she said, "I'll take care of it," I had a sick feeling in my stomach. And yeah, well…
I sighed as I looked up at the five-star hotel we had driven to. Then, I blinked as we checked in and got to our rooms. We were living in rooms across from one another, 212 and 213.
"And I'll live in 213 because I have to set up my sewing machine and there's not enough room for my dresses! So…" She patted my back as well as Seishirou's. With a wide grin, she said, "And this is your room, Subaru…with Sei-chan!"
"Geh!" I protested immediately. "But, why does he have to live with me?"
"Because you need a bodyguard and besides, it's easier for us this way."
I shook my head with my hands in fists as my red face also made my opinion known. I gave her a look of, "You trust him with me?"
She just winked at me as she gave me the keys with a smirk.
"Hokuto…" I sighed as I pushed the key into the hole and went inside with Seishirou behind me. I put my stuff in the closet silently and then I sat on the bed with my hands folded. While looking at the floor, I sighed again.
Seishirou then put his stuff into the closet. "Is it really bothering you?"
Then, he put his bag down as he came next to me. Kneeling in front of me as if I were a child, he picked up my chin with his bent index finger and lifted my head up to look at me at eye-level. With concerned eyes, he asked, "Tell me that you don't want me here and I won't question you about it."
"…" I didn't know how to answer him as I looked at him.
"Subaru…" he sighed as he let go of my chin. "Let's make this clear. You have to tell me what you want in order for me to understand. I can't always read your silences."
I blinked at him still failing to answer him.
It wasn't that…
I just don't want to get too close to you, Seishirou…
"If you're unhappy with me, please let me know," he told me as he pulled me close to him while placing my chin on his shoulder. "And I won't bother you again."
My eyes opened wide as I found myself wrapping my arms around him. "That would be so much worse," I whispered to his ear shyly.
I couldn't understand myself. Did I want him here or not?
Why are my feelings so mixed up?
But I knew the answer too well…
"I don't know, Subaru…" he trailed off, then sighed.
His warm breath touched my back.
"I'm afraid of you," I found myself saying as I held him harder with my eyes closed. "I'm cursed you know that?"
He didn't say anything.
"Everything I touch ends up hurting me in the end," I honestly told him. "Whenever I have the best intentions, things seem to be harmed deeply when I'm next to them. That's why I can only empathize with people to a certain extent."
It was then that he said, "Is that why you didn't answer me earlier?"
"My gloved hands…I'm always embarrassed to show them because of that. They remind me of many things." I started to cry. "They always make me think of death."
He inquired, "Why?"
"People always picked on me when I was little…" I then sighed as I held him harder. "Someone even told me 'You're an angel of death', and so no one wanted to be close to me. I didn't tell Hokuto because she was sick from school that day.
"'That happened because you're always next to her. I don't want to be your friend!' a little boy cruelly shouted at me.
"Later that year, the dog I loved died. I couldn't care for him as well as I should have."
"And Hokuto…I didn't want to worry her with what I really thought…I can't even…" I tried to explain, but I couldn't put my thoughts into words.
At that moment, he pushed me to look at him, but I wouldn't lift my head. He then put his forehead to mine and I found myself looking at him.
He then pulled himself away, closed his eyes, and tasted my tears.
My cheeks became flushed.
"Hokuto said you looked best whenever you didn't expect it," he told me as he looked at me with a smile. "I believe she's right."
I just blinked at him.
Then, he reached out for my hands. By reflex, I pulled them away.
But he pulled my arms and brought them out again since I found myself unable to fight against him.
In amazement, he lifted up the back of my gloves and kissed each of them.
"I wish I could understand you better," he sadly told me in a tone that I had never heard him use.
He wouldn't even look at me.
Tsuzuku…
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Author's note: At the rate we're going, this may be longer than first expected. I think it's because I'm trying to get a different perspective between their relationship, as well as Hokuto's thoughts (supportive, sisterly, and dirty as they are). Okay by you guys? ^_~
I don't like rushing anything because it makes me * sighs * perform less than what I want to.
Calendar Boy
By miyamoto yui
Part 3 – the death angel.
"Oh, I always knew I was a genius." Hokuto smiled widely as she stood up and folded her arms with a sure nod. "It's perfect! Woohoo! You are hot!"
"Why must you make things that make me blush?" I asked her shyly as I looked at her while holding up the sleeves of the beautiful kimono.
"You always did look best whenever you didn't expect it, Subaru," she seriously commented as she turned around and looked out the window. "You always think you don't look good. So, I make up for that."
Seishirou looked at her even though she couldn't see it. Then he looked at me and frowned. "Why?"
I shook my head as I just looked at him uncomfortably and shrugged my shoulders.
At that, I thought Hokuto would come in and make a comment as usually did, but she turned around and eyed Seishirou.
I looked at them with a confused expression.
It's not his fault.
I'm not embarrassed because of that…
But I could see at the severity of her look that I wasn't in between their gaze. They were communicating silently between themselves.
Hokuto then turned to me and smiled.
I changed and then we packed our stuff to leave.
We then said goodbye to everyone downstairs and headed to the hotel we had said we 'lived in'. Since I was undercover, I couldn't give them my true place of residence, and Hokuto had to make arrangements to live in a hotel.
When she said, "I'll take care of it," I had a sick feeling in my stomach. And yeah, well…
I sighed as I looked up at the five-star hotel we had driven to. Then, I blinked as we checked in and got to our rooms. We were living in rooms across from one another, 212 and 213.
"And I'll live in 213 because I have to set up my sewing machine and there's not enough room for my dresses! So…" She patted my back as well as Seishirou's. With a wide grin, she said, "And this is your room, Subaru…with Sei-chan!"
"Geh!" I protested immediately. "But, why does he have to live with me?"
"Because you need a bodyguard and besides, it's easier for us this way."
I shook my head with my hands in fists as my red face also made my opinion known. I gave her a look of, "You trust him with me?"
She just winked at me as she gave me the keys with a smirk.
"Hokuto…" I sighed as I pushed the key into the hole and went inside with Seishirou behind me. I put my stuff in the closet silently and then I sat on the bed with my hands folded. While looking at the floor, I sighed again.
Seishirou then put his stuff into the closet. "Is it really bothering you?"
Then, he put his bag down as he came next to me. Kneeling in front of me as if I were a child, he picked up my chin with his bent index finger and lifted my head up to look at me at eye-level. With concerned eyes, he asked, "Tell me that you don't want me here and I won't question you about it."
"…" I didn't know how to answer him as I looked at him.
"Subaru…" he sighed as he let go of my chin. "Let's make this clear. You have to tell me what you want in order for me to understand. I can't always read your silences."
I blinked at him still failing to answer him.
It wasn't that…
I just don't want to get too close to you, Seishirou…
"If you're unhappy with me, please let me know," he told me as he pulled me close to him while placing my chin on his shoulder. "And I won't bother you again."
My eyes opened wide as I found myself wrapping my arms around him. "That would be so much worse," I whispered to his ear shyly.
I couldn't understand myself. Did I want him here or not?
Why are my feelings so mixed up?
But I knew the answer too well…
"I don't know, Subaru…" he trailed off, then sighed.
His warm breath touched my back.
"I'm afraid of you," I found myself saying as I held him harder with my eyes closed. "I'm cursed you know that?"
He didn't say anything.
"Everything I touch ends up hurting me in the end," I honestly told him. "Whenever I have the best intentions, things seem to be harmed deeply when I'm next to them. That's why I can only empathize with people to a certain extent."
It was then that he said, "Is that why you didn't answer me earlier?"
"My gloved hands…I'm always embarrassed to show them because of that. They remind me of many things." I started to cry. "They always make me think of death."
He inquired, "Why?"
"People always picked on me when I was little…" I then sighed as I held him harder. "Someone even told me 'You're an angel of death', and so no one wanted to be close to me. I didn't tell Hokuto because she was sick from school that day.
"'That happened because you're always next to her. I don't want to be your friend!' a little boy cruelly shouted at me.
"Later that year, the dog I loved died. I couldn't care for him as well as I should have."
"And Hokuto…I didn't want to worry her with what I really thought…I can't even…" I tried to explain, but I couldn't put my thoughts into words.
At that moment, he pushed me to look at him, but I wouldn't lift my head. He then put his forehead to mine and I found myself looking at him.
He then pulled himself away, closed his eyes, and tasted my tears.
My cheeks became flushed.
"Hokuto said you looked best whenever you didn't expect it," he told me as he looked at me with a smile. "I believe she's right."
I just blinked at him.
Then, he reached out for my hands. By reflex, I pulled them away.
But he pulled my arms and brought them out again since I found myself unable to fight against him.
In amazement, he lifted up the back of my gloves and kissed each of them.
"I wish I could understand you better," he sadly told me in a tone that I had never heard him use.
He wouldn't even look at me.
Tsuzuku…
--
Author's note: At the rate we're going, this may be longer than first expected. I think it's because I'm trying to get a different perspective between their relationship, as well as Hokuto's thoughts (supportive, sisterly, and dirty as they are). Okay by you guys? ^_~
I don't like rushing anything because it makes me * sighs * perform less than what I want to.