'Till we meet again...
Fuma looked deeply into Kamui's midnight eyes that were so full of a morbid loneliness. His mother was dead, and now he returned to Tokyo with a set of memories that will pull at his soul until the last breath escapes his body. Fuma pitied him. His white shirt was tucked into his black jeans as Kamui was cloaked in all black. "Kamui, remember back when we were younger, before you left? How Kotori, you, and I were so close? You even wanted to become Kotori's bride. Those were such fun times, weren't they?" He asked him, but received no reply. Kamui turned his head away from his childhood friend. At this, Fuma stood. "What ever you went through, I can help." "What do you know?" Kamui's voice was icy to his friend. Fuma cringed from such coldness coming from his friend, but he approached him with his fluid movements. He pinned Kamui against the wall and through his lips Kamui whispered, "Fuma..." "Kamui, we made a promise and I will not break that." Fuma said, his face extremely close to his friend's. A finger of Fuma's caressed Kamui's cheek with grace. Suddenly, Fuma's eyes turned dull. "We are the same, Kamui." Kamui gasped at the strange change in his friend. Fuma unsheathed a dagger and stuck it into Kamui's side. "Fuma, why are you doing this?" "I am not Fuma. I am Kamui." A gasp escaped through Kamui's soft lips and Fuma's fingers caressed his friend's lips. "Your breathing is harder now, just the way I like it..." "Fuma, why are you doing this?" He repeated. A sly smile spread upon Fuma's lips. "I am part of the Seven Harbingers. You are part of the Seven Seals. We must go against one another. You chose the heavens, I chose the earth. My fate is chosen by your decision." Then, Fuma kissed him. Kamui felt an immense heat enter his body as his friend kissed him, even his cheeks turned slightly red. 'My heart belongs to Kotori. Not you, Fuma. I do not wish to fight you, my Twin Star.' Kamui thought. Fuma took out the blade and Kamui fell into his strong arms. "Fuma, I don't love you." "I don't care if you love me, love doesn't matter. You are mine either way. Besides, how can you not love yourself?" Fuma asked him. Kamui was at a standstill. How can he tell this inhuman man that he was not Kamui, he was Fuma? "Fuma, let me go!" Kamui protested, but Fuma held him close to him, and began to whisper softly into his friend's ear. "Kamui, there comes a time in everyone's life when they have to choose between heaven and earth. Between love and lust, and between themselves and others. You're special, my Kamui. You choose everyone's fate for them. The fate of the earth is in your hands." Fuma's lips brushed against Kamui's neck lightly. "'Till we meet again, my dear Twin Star." He whispered and disappeared into the shadows. Kamui fell onto the floor, the air suddenly cold after he left the strong arms of his friend. His head rested against the wall and Kamui whispered, "'Till we meet again..."
Fuma looked deeply into Kamui's midnight eyes that were so full of a morbid loneliness. His mother was dead, and now he returned to Tokyo with a set of memories that will pull at his soul until the last breath escapes his body. Fuma pitied him. His white shirt was tucked into his black jeans as Kamui was cloaked in all black. "Kamui, remember back when we were younger, before you left? How Kotori, you, and I were so close? You even wanted to become Kotori's bride. Those were such fun times, weren't they?" He asked him, but received no reply. Kamui turned his head away from his childhood friend. At this, Fuma stood. "What ever you went through, I can help." "What do you know?" Kamui's voice was icy to his friend. Fuma cringed from such coldness coming from his friend, but he approached him with his fluid movements. He pinned Kamui against the wall and through his lips Kamui whispered, "Fuma..." "Kamui, we made a promise and I will not break that." Fuma said, his face extremely close to his friend's. A finger of Fuma's caressed Kamui's cheek with grace. Suddenly, Fuma's eyes turned dull. "We are the same, Kamui." Kamui gasped at the strange change in his friend. Fuma unsheathed a dagger and stuck it into Kamui's side. "Fuma, why are you doing this?" "I am not Fuma. I am Kamui." A gasp escaped through Kamui's soft lips and Fuma's fingers caressed his friend's lips. "Your breathing is harder now, just the way I like it..." "Fuma, why are you doing this?" He repeated. A sly smile spread upon Fuma's lips. "I am part of the Seven Harbingers. You are part of the Seven Seals. We must go against one another. You chose the heavens, I chose the earth. My fate is chosen by your decision." Then, Fuma kissed him. Kamui felt an immense heat enter his body as his friend kissed him, even his cheeks turned slightly red. 'My heart belongs to Kotori. Not you, Fuma. I do not wish to fight you, my Twin Star.' Kamui thought. Fuma took out the blade and Kamui fell into his strong arms. "Fuma, I don't love you." "I don't care if you love me, love doesn't matter. You are mine either way. Besides, how can you not love yourself?" Fuma asked him. Kamui was at a standstill. How can he tell this inhuman man that he was not Kamui, he was Fuma? "Fuma, let me go!" Kamui protested, but Fuma held him close to him, and began to whisper softly into his friend's ear. "Kamui, there comes a time in everyone's life when they have to choose between heaven and earth. Between love and lust, and between themselves and others. You're special, my Kamui. You choose everyone's fate for them. The fate of the earth is in your hands." Fuma's lips brushed against Kamui's neck lightly. "'Till we meet again, my dear Twin Star." He whispered and disappeared into the shadows. Kamui fell onto the floor, the air suddenly cold after he left the strong arms of his friend. His head rested against the wall and Kamui whispered, "'Till we meet again..."