Title: Sanctuary Psych Ward
Rating: Rated R
Disclaimer: I do not own Angel Sanctuary and I do not claim to.
Warnings: Alternate Universe (AU), Yaoi, Yuri
Pairings: RosielxKatan, KiraxSetsuna, KatohxArakune, KuraixSara
Genre: Angst, Romance

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Sanctuary Psych Ward: Chapter Eleven: Mistake
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Setsuna trekked down the white hallway to the room he shared with Kira.  The orange basketball was tucked securely under his arm.  He was heading to the room to take a shower.  He had just spent the past few hours outside shooting hoops.  Sweat rolled down his face, arms, and chest, only to be collected into the cloth of his blue shirt.  The shirt clung to his arms and chest due to the vast amount of fluid.

Reaching their room, Setsuna gently pushed the door open and stopped.  Leaning against the door frame, Setsuna listened to some of the noises that came from the black room.  He could hear two voices, both of them moaning.  He instantly picked up on one of them being Kira.  He didn't know who the other person was, and frankly, didn't care.

Shutting the door quietly, so no one could hear it, Setsuna turned on his heels and walking back down the hall.  He walked pass the common's area and back outside, heading straight for the basketball courts.  He sighed, and sat on one of the benches, the ball down at his feet.

Running his fingers through his blonde locks, Setsuna sighed, thinking about what he just walked in on.  Kira was with another person, he had no doubts about that.  As to whom the other person was, he hoped he didn't find out.  He didn't want to find out that Kira did this because he was good-looking enough or anything.  Right now, he just felt like crawling into a hole and dieing. 

He sighed, shaking his head.  He wasn't going to allow himself to think like that.  If he did, then he'd slip back into a dangerous depression, and then he couldn't leave.  At this point, Setsuna wanted to leave more then anything.  He wanted to go and never come back.  He never wanted to see Kira, or any of his other group mates, or the shrinks.

Setsuna tensed when he felt someone sit down behind him and wrap their arms around his waist.  When he felt soft wisp of hair tickle the back of his neck, he tried to pull away. 

"Kira...let go..." Setsuna ordered.

"What's wrong with you?" Kira asked, relaxing his grip.

"Nothing...you horn dog..." Setsuna stated standing and grabbing the ball.  He headed back towards the basketball court.

Kira got up and followed him.  "Want to play a quick game?  Loser is bottom for the night?"

"No." Setsuna answered.  "I just want to be alone."

Kira rolled his eyes, walking up and grabbing the basketball from Setsuna's hands.  "What's wrong with you?"

Setsuna glared at him.  "Give me my ball back."

"Answer me first."

"No, now hand over the damn ball," Setsuna ordered, reaching for the orange ball in question.

Kira moved the ball out of Setsuna's reach.  "What the fuck is your problem?!"

"You're my problem!" Setsuna shouted.  "Now hand over the damn ball and get the fuck away from me!"

Kira glared at the blonde.  "What the hell crawled up your ass and died?!"

"Nothing did! I just don't feel like dealing with your shit today!"

"So you're going to push me away?"

Setsuna snorted, grabbing his ball.  "If you want attention so much, why don't you go back to fucking whoever you were just with?" He retorted.

Kira's eyes lit up with amusement. "Is that what this is about?  You're jealous?"

Setsuna snorted with suppressed laughter.  "Jealous? No.  I'm just pissed that you had the balls to play me like that!"

Kira couldn't help but laugh.  "You are jealous.  Well, listen up kid.  Here's how it works, I've been here for three years and I've seduced whoever I've wanted and you're no different.  You may have taken longer then the rest to get into bed, but I did eventually."

"It was the shower..." Setsuna muttered.

"That's not the point..." Kira stated.

"So what is the point? That you're a man whore?" Setsuna retorted.  "And trying to justify your whoreish habits with your disorder won't help you, as I'm sure that's what you've been doing for years."

Kira grabbed the collar of Setsuna's shirt, lifting him off the ground a few inches.  "You're a hypocrite, you know that." He sneered.  "You tell me that I can't use my disorder to justify my actions but you do the very same."

Setsuna glared at the taller boy.  "I've never blamed the fact that I'm bi-polar for my suicide attempt." He stated.  "It was just the reason that me and Sara were finally sent here."

"So you blame you're disorder for being here, you're still using it as an excuse." Kira stated, releasing Setsuna. 

"Maybe I do, but you blame you're disorder for not being able to feel complex emotions when I think you're just scared." Setsuna stated.  "You're scared that you might get hurt, so there for you don't try and help yourself or allow others to help you."  He turned his back to Kira and walked towards the building, intending to shower.