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"Why me? Why me?" Seishirou grumbled as he was pushed gently but firmly by Subaru.
"I do have a reputation to protect, can't have anyone seeing me doing this, I'm no matchmaker!" Seishirou tried a pleading tone, trying to make Subaru see the error of his ways and release him from the torturous deed he had promised in the spur of the moment.
"You promised." Subaru paid no heed to the grumblings and steered him straight for Fuuma's room in the Angels' headquarters.
At Fuuma's door, Seishirou gave himself a mental pep talk and knocked the door smartly. He gave Subaru a if-we-die-because-of-this-I'm-blaming-you look, who in turn just shrugged his slim shoulders innocently.
There was no response, for a while, so Seishirou knocked again. A loud grumble was heard, and a crash. Subaru looked puzzled, while Seishirou groaned again. Fuuma must have been sleeping and he had just woken him up. What a great start to a great day, he thought wryly. Seishirou was just about to knock again when a very disgruntled Fuuma opened the door, just a crack. He gave a death-like glare and even the Sakura Assassin quaked a little.
"Oh, it's you." Even though he still sounded grumpy, Fuuma smiled slightly, a twinkle in his eyes. Fuuma's eyes traveled past Seishirou towards Subaru and was momentarily stunned with the encouraging look that Subaru seemed to be giving his lover.
"Why knock?" Fuuma asked Seishirou. "You know you're always welcomed into my.... bed." He sent Subaru a wink. "But now's not a good time, boys, I'm entertaining." Fuuma drawled.
"Ok, I know your version of entertaining. Who is it? Let's hope it's not Nataku." Seishirou murmured to Subaru.
Sending them a look of mock annoyance, Fuuma pushed the door open, revealing Kamui sitting demurely on his bed, his shirt unbuttoned. Giving a half squeak of fright, Kamui's eyes turned extra big as he took in the unexpected guests.
However, the strange thing was, Kamui didn't feel shame, not like he imagined. Subaru didn't look at him as if he had committed the ultimate crime; a look of pure satisfaction was evident on his face. Seishirou.... had a look of pure unadulterated relief on his face. He kept muttering a "Thank God, I'm saved," to himself, much to Fuuma's utter bemusement. And damn Fuuma, he looked damn good just standing there smirking at the reactions he had produced. And Kamui wondered yet again what he saw in someone who delighted in embarrassing people, specifically himself.
A short while later.
"Kamui, I can't believe you didn't tell me! No wonder you weren't home yesterday." Subaru was proud of his friend. At least he didn't have to suffer the pains of unrequited love and had managed to take matters into his own hands.
"I couldn't. I'm sorry, but I wasn't sure of it myself." Kamui was apologetic, and he prayed that Subaru would understand. The four of them had gathered together and were sitting on the floor of Fuuma's bedroom, clearing things up with each other.
"Yeah, you too! Did our friendship mean that little to you that you didn't even tell me you were in love with young Kamui here?" Seishirou pointed an accusing finger at Fuuma, his face a mask of annoyance.
"I... er, well, our friendship counts, but...." Fuuma stopped when he saw the mask on Seishirou's face dissolve as Seishirou broke into uncontrollable laughter. He found the entire situation too amusing for words. Was it fate that the Seals and Angels would fall in love with each other? Really, it was very amusing.
"Well, it was fun while it lasted, but I don't see the need to destroy the world anymore." Fuuma trailed a finger around Kamui's jaw, as the latter gently nipped his finger.
"Hmm, you're right. Why bother to destroy the world when the person you love is still living there? That's plain stupidity, and I for one am not stupid." Seishirou contemplated what Fuuma had said and realized that even when he and Subaru had gotten together, neither one of them had thought of what they were going to do with the whole end of the world thing. Neither of them had wanted to think of what might have happened. However, even when Fuuma had not complained, they had just shrugged it off into the backs of their minds. Addressing the question now, he figured that Fuuma had obviously given the question a lot of thought, but the answer he would give was anyone's guess.
"So, shall we write a letter of resignation to Kanoe now?" Fuuma asked.
"She'll be mad. You know she will. How is she going to win?" Seishirou replied, twirling a lock of Subaru's hair. Subaru answered for Fuuma.
"Isn't that good? Won't that mean that Kanoe definitely won't win and the world definitely won't be destroyed? Isn't that what you want?" Subaru knew that out of the Angels, Fuuma and Seishirou were the main two who seemed to do all the attacking, while the others had helped out on whims.
"My brain must have been turned to muss by you." Seishirou acknowledged Subaru's reply. "So, what are we waiting for? The end of the world? Let's write the letter."
Just then, the door opened, and Satsuki looked in.
The four of them stopped their chattering, hoping that if they did not make a noise, she would leave. She just stood there standing for a few minutes in awkward silence and then said: "Are you really not leading the Angels anymore?" Her question was directed at Fuuma.
"Super computer." Seishirou grumbled under his breath. He thought that he was doing a lot of grumbling today.
Kamui threw up his hands and asked no one in particular, "Is there no privacy in this place?"
"Not with Satsuki and Beast around, my love." Fuuma pushed Kamui's hands down, remarking, "God, you do look cute when you do that, cute and rather stupid." That comment earned him a whack on the arm.
Seeing that no one was going to bother to answer her question, Satsuki said: "Kanoe's going to have a fit, and why are you even considering this? It's unthinkable, no one does anything just for love these days. Because there is no love that lasts forever. Why give up your destiny when it's already set in stone?"
"Someone's going to have to stop this destiny crap. There is fate, there is destiny. However, they're two different things. It's fate that we're enemies, but it's not destiny that we'll forever remain enemies. Let me tell you, destiny can be changed."
Satsuki nodded, yet unconvinced. "if that is what you wish..."
"Yes, that's what we wish." Seishirou replied. "If you'll be so kind, as to pass this to Kanoe?" It came out sounding like a question, but both parties knew that it was an order. A strange finality resounded in the air, everyone knew that the war had ended. There would be no more war with the Seals and the Angels.
Satsuki took the letter, which contained a simple note explaining that Fuuma and Seishirou were no longer interested in this meaningless war and had left the Angels.
"See you around." Fuuma gave Satsuki a friendly wave as they shuffled out of the room. They had taken the next step to finding each of their own happiness; with each other.
-end-
Note: Well, that's it, I guess. No more chapters. Though there might be a sequel. I mean, let's have Kanoe's reaction, for I'm sure that given her character, she'll not take the news happily. Reviews? Please? Thanks to those that reviewed.
Jing Fang! This is dedicated to you, yet again. However, it's been a pretty long time since you reviewed. It'll only take less than 10 mins to read and review. Exams are no excuse. *smiles* cya in school.
"Why me? Why me?" Seishirou grumbled as he was pushed gently but firmly by Subaru.
"I do have a reputation to protect, can't have anyone seeing me doing this, I'm no matchmaker!" Seishirou tried a pleading tone, trying to make Subaru see the error of his ways and release him from the torturous deed he had promised in the spur of the moment.
"You promised." Subaru paid no heed to the grumblings and steered him straight for Fuuma's room in the Angels' headquarters.
At Fuuma's door, Seishirou gave himself a mental pep talk and knocked the door smartly. He gave Subaru a if-we-die-because-of-this-I'm-blaming-you look, who in turn just shrugged his slim shoulders innocently.
There was no response, for a while, so Seishirou knocked again. A loud grumble was heard, and a crash. Subaru looked puzzled, while Seishirou groaned again. Fuuma must have been sleeping and he had just woken him up. What a great start to a great day, he thought wryly. Seishirou was just about to knock again when a very disgruntled Fuuma opened the door, just a crack. He gave a death-like glare and even the Sakura Assassin quaked a little.
"Oh, it's you." Even though he still sounded grumpy, Fuuma smiled slightly, a twinkle in his eyes. Fuuma's eyes traveled past Seishirou towards Subaru and was momentarily stunned with the encouraging look that Subaru seemed to be giving his lover.
"Why knock?" Fuuma asked Seishirou. "You know you're always welcomed into my.... bed." He sent Subaru a wink. "But now's not a good time, boys, I'm entertaining." Fuuma drawled.
"Ok, I know your version of entertaining. Who is it? Let's hope it's not Nataku." Seishirou murmured to Subaru.
Sending them a look of mock annoyance, Fuuma pushed the door open, revealing Kamui sitting demurely on his bed, his shirt unbuttoned. Giving a half squeak of fright, Kamui's eyes turned extra big as he took in the unexpected guests.
However, the strange thing was, Kamui didn't feel shame, not like he imagined. Subaru didn't look at him as if he had committed the ultimate crime; a look of pure satisfaction was evident on his face. Seishirou.... had a look of pure unadulterated relief on his face. He kept muttering a "Thank God, I'm saved," to himself, much to Fuuma's utter bemusement. And damn Fuuma, he looked damn good just standing there smirking at the reactions he had produced. And Kamui wondered yet again what he saw in someone who delighted in embarrassing people, specifically himself.
A short while later.
"Kamui, I can't believe you didn't tell me! No wonder you weren't home yesterday." Subaru was proud of his friend. At least he didn't have to suffer the pains of unrequited love and had managed to take matters into his own hands.
"I couldn't. I'm sorry, but I wasn't sure of it myself." Kamui was apologetic, and he prayed that Subaru would understand. The four of them had gathered together and were sitting on the floor of Fuuma's bedroom, clearing things up with each other.
"Yeah, you too! Did our friendship mean that little to you that you didn't even tell me you were in love with young Kamui here?" Seishirou pointed an accusing finger at Fuuma, his face a mask of annoyance.
"I... er, well, our friendship counts, but...." Fuuma stopped when he saw the mask on Seishirou's face dissolve as Seishirou broke into uncontrollable laughter. He found the entire situation too amusing for words. Was it fate that the Seals and Angels would fall in love with each other? Really, it was very amusing.
"Well, it was fun while it lasted, but I don't see the need to destroy the world anymore." Fuuma trailed a finger around Kamui's jaw, as the latter gently nipped his finger.
"Hmm, you're right. Why bother to destroy the world when the person you love is still living there? That's plain stupidity, and I for one am not stupid." Seishirou contemplated what Fuuma had said and realized that even when he and Subaru had gotten together, neither one of them had thought of what they were going to do with the whole end of the world thing. Neither of them had wanted to think of what might have happened. However, even when Fuuma had not complained, they had just shrugged it off into the backs of their minds. Addressing the question now, he figured that Fuuma had obviously given the question a lot of thought, but the answer he would give was anyone's guess.
"So, shall we write a letter of resignation to Kanoe now?" Fuuma asked.
"She'll be mad. You know she will. How is she going to win?" Seishirou replied, twirling a lock of Subaru's hair. Subaru answered for Fuuma.
"Isn't that good? Won't that mean that Kanoe definitely won't win and the world definitely won't be destroyed? Isn't that what you want?" Subaru knew that out of the Angels, Fuuma and Seishirou were the main two who seemed to do all the attacking, while the others had helped out on whims.
"My brain must have been turned to muss by you." Seishirou acknowledged Subaru's reply. "So, what are we waiting for? The end of the world? Let's write the letter."
Just then, the door opened, and Satsuki looked in.
The four of them stopped their chattering, hoping that if they did not make a noise, she would leave. She just stood there standing for a few minutes in awkward silence and then said: "Are you really not leading the Angels anymore?" Her question was directed at Fuuma.
"Super computer." Seishirou grumbled under his breath. He thought that he was doing a lot of grumbling today.
Kamui threw up his hands and asked no one in particular, "Is there no privacy in this place?"
"Not with Satsuki and Beast around, my love." Fuuma pushed Kamui's hands down, remarking, "God, you do look cute when you do that, cute and rather stupid." That comment earned him a whack on the arm.
Seeing that no one was going to bother to answer her question, Satsuki said: "Kanoe's going to have a fit, and why are you even considering this? It's unthinkable, no one does anything just for love these days. Because there is no love that lasts forever. Why give up your destiny when it's already set in stone?"
"Someone's going to have to stop this destiny crap. There is fate, there is destiny. However, they're two different things. It's fate that we're enemies, but it's not destiny that we'll forever remain enemies. Let me tell you, destiny can be changed."
Satsuki nodded, yet unconvinced. "if that is what you wish..."
"Yes, that's what we wish." Seishirou replied. "If you'll be so kind, as to pass this to Kanoe?" It came out sounding like a question, but both parties knew that it was an order. A strange finality resounded in the air, everyone knew that the war had ended. There would be no more war with the Seals and the Angels.
Satsuki took the letter, which contained a simple note explaining that Fuuma and Seishirou were no longer interested in this meaningless war and had left the Angels.
"See you around." Fuuma gave Satsuki a friendly wave as they shuffled out of the room. They had taken the next step to finding each of their own happiness; with each other.
-end-
Note: Well, that's it, I guess. No more chapters. Though there might be a sequel. I mean, let's have Kanoe's reaction, for I'm sure that given her character, she'll not take the news happily. Reviews? Please? Thanks to those that reviewed.
Jing Fang! This is dedicated to you, yet again. However, it's been a pretty long time since you reviewed. It'll only take less than 10 mins to read and review. Exams are no excuse. *smiles* cya in school.