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Kamui glared into the night. "I don't like him." His anger, like the illusion, dissolved when he saw Subaru look exhausted and sad.
"I don't know anymore. Let's go home." Subaru caught a falling sakura petal, stroked it fondly. "How much of that conversation did you hear, Kamui?"
The boy looked guilty. "Anou" He blushed. "Do you still love him, Subaru?"
Subaru walked away quickly to avoid letting Kamui see him blush. "I don't know. Kamui it's hard to stop caring for someone you've loved for your whole life. I imagine you know what that's like."
Kamui thought of Kotori-chan then Fuuma. "Why is it so hard to let go? Even when they've done something unforgivable"
"I don't know. Kamui, can I ask you something?"
"Aa?" Kamui was astonished Subaru was actually blushing.
But he looked away. "Never mind, it's nothing."
The silence continued. "Kamui-kun. What you have done to Seishirou-san if he had attacked me?" Inwardly, they both knew that this wasn't the original question.
"Well, being /Kamui/ isn't completely useless _ even if I can't make a kekkai."
"Arigatou, Kamui-kun." Subaru smiled.
Kamui scuffed his foot on the ground. "You saved me twice" He looked guiltily up at Subaru's eye.
"You should stop feeling guilty about my eye. It was my wish, after all."
"But I couldn't do *sigh* anything again."
"Kamui" Subaru stopped in front of the house, at a loss for words. The boy gave him a confused, prying, empathetic look. "When you asked me if I still loved Seishirou-san, I said I didn't know, but that there are some people that you can never stop loving. Seishirou is one of then."
Kamui's heart was pounding and he didn't know why. A small sheen of moisture drifted over his eyes. "Never is a long time, Subaru. I don't think we even have that long."
"Well then. I guess never will come soon enough." Subaru looked at the violet eyes, held the gaze. After a few seconds, Kamui turned away, uncomfortable. Subaru grinned and walked into the house. "Good night, Kamui. Sorry that we didn't get to spend tonight in more peace."
"Hnn Oyasuminasai, Subaru-san," Kamui stammered. Then he watched as Subaru walked in, and then turned around.
"Kamui-kun. Would you like to come in?"
Kamui blushed uncontrollably. "Come in?" He entered hesitantly.
*Subaru slams the door so that no yaoi girls can see what's going on* "Phew. Took me all night to get you in here. Let's have some fun. ^___^"
*****
Seishirou walked up to the entrance to City Hall, unperturbed by the night's events. It was only natural that Subaru would eventually try to free himself from the Sakurazukamori, but he was a little surprised at how active the younger Seal had become in his life. Something to keep an eye on. He entered a secretary's office and was greeted with a small leer and a welcoming smile.
"Konnichiwa, Sakurazuka-san," Kanoe crooned softly. Seishirou sighed inwardly. Her failure to attract the inert /Kamui/ and the water master's affections for the computer girl had left her desperate, desperate enough to chase after the assassin. Not that he was immune to the affections of a woman, but it took something a little more than a sizable bosom and long, flowing hair. Come on Seishirou give Mommy a kiss. Physically attractive? Yes. Attractive? No.
"Domo, Kanoe. How are you?" She laughed softly.
"I am fine. What brings you here?"
"/Kamui/ sent me a message via the Dreamgazer. I thought it best not to keep him waiting." He took off his glasses and favored her with a smile. Manipulation came too easy to him.
Kanoe blushed slightly, leaned forward to clutch his arm protectively, her breasts gently pressing against him. "Well, you know where he is. Take care of yourself, Seishirou-san." She waved at him and returned to her desk, watching the flowing overcoat disappear through another door. She, too, sighed inwardly. It was a shame that the man was gay, chasing after the young Sumeragi. So few people kept their age so well these days.
*****
Seishirou walked into the darkened hall silently. Slowly, but surely, a lone figure became apparent, sitting inert in a chair, his youthful features calm in sleep. But they opened as the Sakurazukamori approached. "You came. I'm glad," /Kamui/ purred softly. He stood up from his chair and walked towards the assassin. Seishirou was immediately on his guard There was no reason for /Kamui/ to be glad to see him.
/Kamui/ stopped six inches away from Seishirou, his breath not even touching the assassin's light features. A lone hand came up, touched his face lightly, and removed the sunglasses. Doushite?
"Seishirou-san. You shouldn't hide so much. I miss you." /Kamui's/ voice took on that of a lonely child, the face matching the tone perfectly, but the hand wandered with complete experience. Seishirou gently pushed it away from his face and smiled.
"Now now, Kamui-kun. This isn't necessary." Strange that the Kamui trying to save the world was so violent, and the one destroying it could be so touching. /Kamui/ leaned forward, eyes closing to minute slits. Seishirou smiled and brought the teenager to him, but /Kamui/ snaked a hand around his neck and pulled Seishirou's face to his own.
"Your wish has changed, Sakurazuka-san," whispered the boy. "Though I must admit your toy is remarkably submissive." What? With that, Fuuma snaked his tongue delicately down from ear to mouth, tasting the Sakurazukamori.
"Stop this now!" commanded Seishirou quietly, pushing the boy away, wiping off his chin, and opening his eyes. He almost gasped /Kamui/ was wearing different clothes a white trenchcoat with a black shirt and
"What's wrong, Seishirou-san?" The pale green eyes of Subaru stared back at him. The figure advanced on him again, the face of Subaru drawn and calm, but the pace clearly in control. Carefully, the boy reached up and touched Seishirou's brow, testing it, then cupped his face like one would a cat, inviting that affectionate nuzzle.
Seishirou was unmoved, but tried a different approach. He smiled, that smile that Subaru had fallen in love with, the smile that Fuuma gave Kamui right before he broke him. He grasped the lithe fingers with his own, and kissed them before taking a few steps forward, forcing /Kamui/ to retreat or fall over. "Subaru-kun, what's gotten into you tonight?"
The innocent face lowered its eyes, and flushed slightly. "Seishirou-san. Ore wa" his voice dropped to a whisper "kimi wa" and then the onmyou melted into Seishirou's arms.
"How cute," whispered the Sakurazukamori, supporting the boy with his arms, feeling the painfully thin frame underneath the clothes. "Subaru-kun." The porcelein face, the emerald eyes, stared back at him longingly, despairingly. "I don't care to see you right now. I want to see /Kamui/" The boy's eyes watered at the words.
"But you said that"
"You believed me, like you always do. Now, let me see /Kamui/." Subaru dissolved into nothingness, and suddenly the Sakurazukamori stood in a dreamscape. The Dreamgazer stood before him, the open robes flowing around him. "Why am I here, Dreamgazer?"
A lone finger pointed at him. "/Kamui/ wished to see how you would react to the Sumeragi's appearance as such, so he arranged this meeting. The end future is as fixed as ever, Sakurazukamori-san, but yours is changing. Tread carefully, for you are entering an area thus far unknown to me."
"Why have you decided to tell me this? /Kamui/ might be displeased." The tone of the voice revealed to Kakyou the true extent to which the Sakurazukamori was not feeling. Why did you tell me this? Kakyou was helping the Blossom Star, and they both knew it. Yes, it was true, the Kamui might not approve of this meeting, but Hokuto had cared for Seishirou, perhaps as much as she cared for her brother. For that reason, the Dreamgazer would seek to guide the assassin, at least as much as he was willing to accept.
"I do what I wish, and as long as I dream /Kamui/ will keep me around." Seishirou snorted lightly and walked away. Kakyou sighed and released him from the dreamscape. He felt a familiar presence
"And I do what you wish as well, Kakyou." The silhouette of Kamui stood against the blackness, somehow surpassing the liquid depths. Oh no
*****
Seishirou stirred himself, found himself, standing on top of a billboard, overlooking the city. The words of /Kamui/ once again came back to him.
The Earth cries out for the blood of men, Sakurazukamori-san. Not the Sakura. Choose your alliance carefully."
Though I must admit your toy is remarkably submissive.
The end future is as fixed as ever, Sakurazukamori-san, but yours is changing.
The Dreamgazer had said that his own future was changing. Considering that Seishirou didn't consciously decide otherwise, this disturbed him. /Kamui/ clearly knew more than he did, another fact that disturbed him. And the promiscuity. The playfulness. None of these befit the normally austere and royal, yet somehow human in spite of its intent, teenager.
Though I must admit your toy is remarkably submissive.
He was /Kamui/ A thought struck Seishirou. Quickly, he headed in the direction of Clamp Campus.
*****