Title: My wish

Disclaimer: Any of the characters in this fan fiction do not belong to me. They belong to all-might CLAMP, *worship worship*.

Rating: PG-13 for now, rating might go up in later chapters.

Summary/spoilers: Yes, spoilers for Tsubasa but nothing major I think. An AU fic, Sakura has regained her memories and returned home, but is it a happy ever after? What if what happened to Sakura affected Touya more deeply than what he initially let on? Inspired by Tam Chronin's 'To those left behind'

Warning: Shounen-ai- YukixTouya

Other notes: Please read and review! ^^ Author works faster with comments. *bows* Thanks to Tam Chronin, Yami no Tenshi and Victoria who reviewed. You guys rock. ^^ Revised version- thanks to my slave-driver muse Yasmin. XD

Chapter 2

Who are you?

Let me smile at you.

Are you planning on hiding forever?

You cannot fool me.

Or were you simply lying from the beginning?

Who are you?

Touya…

~*~

The mage looked at his former best friend in disbelief. "Touya, you can't just have those ruins demolished like that just because…" Yukito protested, accidentally calling the king by name, as if he were his equal. Blushing madly the mage looked away but did not apologise.

Muttering was heard around the room, mostly from the other advisors. Had the high priest been getting a 'little' too close to their precious king? They certainly seemed to think so. Touya, who was initially shocked at Yuki's outburst, regained his cool in a matter of seconds and raised his voice- "Firstly, High Priest, I will not have you addressing me on such equal terms. Secondly, my resolution on this issue is final. Nothing good came out of that place before, and there is no reason to assume there will be anything good coming out of it now."

The high priest nodded grimly, "Yes, your majesty." Yukito's tone held an embittered note that was only been recognizable by Touya. Blue eyes met golden ones. Yuki's face seemed defiant for a second, before he bowed his head and reclaimed his seat next to the wizard Fye.

But the tension felt in the room did not dissipate. The young princess, Sakura, looked between Yuki and Touya. She was smart; she could sense that there was something wrong between her beloved brother and his best friend.  Yukito had to give Sakura credit; at least she appeared to care more about this problem than her brother did.

Yuki felt a cold, heavy lump settle in his stomach. He felt angry, scared and most of all betrayed. How dare Touya treat him with the same indifference he showed the others? He is the king. He can do as he pleases.

His heart was pounding in his chest with a sickening feeling. Worry took over him; Yuki was concerned on what Touya would do next. What would he say to his other advisors privately? Would he even bother to talk about Yukito?

With an inaudible sigh, Yuki looked away from Touya, hoping that the feeling of worry might go away. It didn't. The lump stayed right where it was and nothing could be done to make it disappear.

Touya on the other hand, had regained his composure and guided the meeting again, explaining in detail precisely how those ruins were to be demolished. Yuki couldn't help but feel that had Sayoran been here, he would've been very angry.

No one should be alone; no one should go through what I went through. The message in Sayoran's eyes had been clear enough, but what had he really meant? Should he make the effort to amend things with Touya? Was such a thing possible?

Maybe he could try. There was nothing worse than not trying and regretting things later- but was there really? On the basis of that idea, Yukito thought that it had been in Sakura's best interest to send her away to the witch. What if he had not done that and she had died? Would Touya blame him all the same? Too many unanswered questions.

When the meeting was declared over, the only one who didn't budge from his chair was Yukito. The rest of the advisors all filed out of the room understanding the dismissal given by the King. Fye rose, casting a warning look at Yukito, but said nothing and instead took his staff and moved out of the room, beckoning Sakura to follow him.

Sakura seemed to understand Fye's hint and followed him outside, closing the door. She sincerely hoped her brother and Yuki would work things out. But deep down the princess didn't understand what the problem was. What had gone wrong?

Touya had remained silent on Yuki's determination to ignore his command and stay in the room. The tension between them only seemed to grow thicker with each passing second.

"Touya-"

"Yuki-"

"What's wrong?"

"What's the problem?"

Both looked at each other in silence for a few seconds, "Huh?" Yuki's expression showed confusion, "You are asking me what the problem is Touya? I don't know what the problem is, but I wanted to know what was wrong with you."

"There isn't anything wrong with me." The king said dismissively. "Don't be silly."

"It's not that, there is something wrong, something different between us." Yuki insisted, rising from his chair to face Touya. The king was sitting on his throne looking impassively at the high priest.

"I don't know where you got that idea." Touya said calmly, but keenly avoiding Yuki's eyes. "Maybe its time we played our roles. Maybe its time you played another role, didn't you say you loved reading and studying?"

"I could put you in charge of some education affairs, minister for education, how does that sound?" the king offered, sounding pleased at the idea for a new position. Yuki's face fell.

"You want to replace me?" Yuki's voice cracked slightly. "With someone else?" his throat was aching, his head throbbing. But… you put me in this position because you wanted me near you always…what has changed?

"Well, it's not like I want to replace you, you've been a great high priest, but the council has forced me to see it in a new light. After all, the way you sent Sakura and Sayoran to another dimension… well, the truth of the matter is- you took full responsibility for that action Yukito and you knew there would be repercussions."

"I was trying to save her life!" Yuki said looking pleadingly at Touya, "You know that Touya, you can't just replace-"

"Yukito," Touya's voice sounded annoyed, "I am not replacing you… it will be simply a change of position."

"And who is the likely candidate to be High Priest?"

"Fye D. Flowright."

~*~

Yukito was angry. That in itself was a strange thing; the mage rarely showed any emotion other than happiness, but anger? The word was hardly a part of Yuki's vocabulary. Fye, who was sitting opposite him, looked up from the book he had been immersed in. The question hung in Fye's eyes but Yuki's look told the wizard that the mage wouldn't tell him anything.

Which was just fine. If Yuki wanted to deal with the problem on his own Fye had no right to push him for an answer he wasn't be willing to give.

To each their own. Fye thought calmly as he returned to his book, reading a chapter on the history of this kingdom. Not nearly as complicated as Celes' history, but interesting enough to keep Fye busy. The wizard was eager to ask more questions, but Yukito didn't seem in the mood for questions.

The mage sighed; he really didn't mean to glare unpleasantly at the wizard and future high priest of the court. Oh yes, high priest- Yuki's position. Knowing that he would eventually be replaced, the unpleasant dreams he had last night and Touya's intransigent attitude this morning were all causes of his foul mood. No, not Touya anymore- his Majesty. Yukito corrected himself.

The wizard however seemed oblivious to the tension earlier this morning. That or he was really trying his best to keep out of things. Yuki tapped his quill on the piece of parchment, began scribbling some notes, but then he dropped it by his side with a sigh. There was no way he could mange concentrating now.

"So." Fye seemed convinced that this was probably a good time to break the silence. Instead of seeing Yukito's mood improve after speaking with the King, the mage seemed not only depressed but also rather angry.

"So?" Yuki repeated, forcing his voice to sound even. He wanted to yell at this guy, scream, and even blame him for taking Touya away. But had he? Something in Yukito told him that Fye had no idea whatsoever of the plans that laid in store for him.

"You spoke with Touya…" Fye said, treading carefully on the subject.

"And it didn't go so well." Yuki said with a tone of finality, returning his eyes to the scroll. Fye's expression didn't change but sorrow crossed his eyes for a brief second. He felt sorry for Yuki, but instead of pressing the subject he returned to his book.

~*~

It was very late by the time Yuki left the library. So he liked the library, he did. Since when had Touya cared about what Yuki had wanted? The mage laughed at the irony of it all.

There had been a time in which he would've been quite content in spending all his time in the library, just reading, studying, teaching… but there had been no hesitation on Yuki's part when Touya made him high priest.

Touya wanted Yuki next to him in a time when Yukito wanted to be left alone in the library. Now that Yuki wanted to remain next to Touya, the king saw it fit to chuck him away like some kind of toy.

This whole affair made Yukito feel as if he were a dog. A dog that came running when Touya called.  Good doggy, sit doggy, fetch, eat, sleep, drink…Okay, perhaps he was exaggerating a bit…but…

Why replace him with Fye? It was not apparent to Yukito that the wizard had any abilities he himself didn't have. Was this a side of Touya Yuki had been oblivious to? Maybe, though the mage would not admit it to anyone, much less himself.

As the boy made his way up the stairs and along the corridors towards his room, he bumped into the person he least wanted to meet at that moment. The king. For a moment Yuki thought of bowing and walking past to his room, but Touya's face seemed troubled.

"Good evening majesty." Yuki said, stopping with a short bow. Touya acknowledged his presence with a nod. "Is there something the matter?"

The king seemed to remember exactly who he was talking to and straightened up. "Yes, yes, just fine, about to see what Sakura is up to."

"Really?" Yuki said, a hopeful look in his eyes, "You sure? You seem sorta troubled…." He was about to touch Touya's arm when the older boy moved back.

Taken aback, Yuki suppressed a sigh. Never before had Touya so openly made it clear that he disliked him. "I'm fine." Touya replied confidently but couldn't bring himself to dismiss Yuki.

"Who are you?" Yuki asked suddenly, his golden eyes reflecting the light from the candles on the walls.

"I beg your pardon?" The king frowned as if he didn't understand the question. Touya thought that question was irrelevant and inane, but Yuki's eyes were perfectly serious so he forced himself to reply. "I'm your King, your friend, Touya."

"Is this who you really are?" Yuki asked again, not appearing satisfied with the first answer. "Have you always been this way?"

"Of course this is who I am," Touya snapped, "Who did you think I was? What nonsense is this? I've always been this way, yes; no one came and changed me with a wave of a magic wand you know."

"Is this your real face?"

Touya stared at Yuki for a second before answering unsteadily- "Yes."

Yuki nodded, "So you were lying to me before?" Although neither of them was shouting, the hurt was becoming increasingly evident in Yuki's voice. Touya for his part kept his voice steady and calm.

"I'm not a liar." Touya retorted, anger in his voice now. "I do not lie, when have I lied?"

"Touya you were lying because whatever face you showed me back then wasn't real. You were lying." Yuki said, his eyes brimming with unshed tears, "So let me ask you the question again- who are you?"

"Who are you?" Yuki repeated his question although now his tone sounded even. Cold, unfeeling, like Touya's controlled voice. But Yukito's eyes were still watery.

"I'm Touya…" the king replied smoothly, trying to conceal his puzzlement at Yukito's questioning. Had the high priest gone mad? Heavens- hadn't the gods put him through enough when his little sister had nearly died?

"You are certainly not my best friend." Yukito said raising his eyes to look eye to eye with the king. Touya's face didn't change, although Yuki was too angry to recognize the regretful expression that passed across the king's features.

"Yuki…" Touya said softly and for a moment he seemed close to hugging the boy, but instead his eyes hardened and he straightened up. "High priest. I will not have you acting in a disrespectful manner towards me. I will not have it, you are my advisor, the most trusted advisor I have, but there are some differences-"

"Differences you never before cared to point out." Yukito interrupted.

"Either way Yukito- high priest- perhaps I should have made the differences between you and me clearer before." Touya didn't voice that he felt as if he had trusted Yuki with too much. And Yuki had taken advantage of that by sending his sister and the brat to another unknown dimension. Heavens knows they survived that- but at what cost?

Without allowing Yukito to speak further Touya stepped past the high priest as if he were part of the wall. Yuki clenched his fists. He didn't know what hurt the most, the fact that Touya just confronted him and told him how things were to be from now on or the fact that his best friend had just betrayed him.

The mage gritted his teeth. You were lying about who you were Touya.

Why?

Were you always like this?

Who are you?

End of Chapter 2

Next chapter: This is me