In death...
[An X and Yami no Matsuei Crossover fic]
Standard disclaimers: X = Clamp, YnM = Matsushita Yoko-sensei
Chapter 4
Seishirou was aware of his surroundings again. He did not feel any physical pain. His gifts as a Shinigami had seen to that. Mentally, he did not know what to feel. He could tell he was in his apartment again, which meant Subaru brought him back home, which meant they were probably in the same room together.
Seishirou did not want to think about that. He did not want to face Subaru right now. Not so early. He had not had time to prepare. He would not have been surprised if Subaru had left him for the dead. But he also knew that Subaru would never do that. Though he had never actually gotten close to Subaru in the last nine years, nobody knew Subaru as well as him. And probably no one knew him as well as Subaru.
But that was not true. For Fuuma had proved that what he thought Subaru wanted was the exact opposite of what Subaru actually wanted. And Seishirou's own Wish was quite different from what Subaru thought too. Perhaps then, they knew nothing about each other. But that did not matter in the end. Only the feelings did. And Seishirou hoped he would be able to do something about it.
'Are you going lie there forever? Or are you at least going to thank me?' Subaru's voice cut through Seishirou's thoughts.
Damn. I forgot how powerful Subaru could be when he wanted to be. Seishirou silently cursed. Outwardly however, he remained as cool as ever. He was glad that he had not lost his touch.
'Ah, but you must let the poor dead man rest. Seeing as you were the one who killed him.' Seishirou hoped that would anger Subaru enough to throw him out. The intentions were probably good. But that did not stop him from feeling guilty. And being new to all these emotion business, he was feeling pretty lousy indeed.
Subaru flinched before regaining his composure, 'In case you do not remember, you used me as your suicide weapon. And you do seem to be alive and kicking as of now. In fact, that supposedly deep wound you took appears to have disappeared.'
Seishirou shrugged it off, 'Mere technicalities.'
'If all this trouble with that fake attacker and taking the wound for me was just an elaborate scam for me to take you home, I do not see the point. Faking your death is just as pointless. Explain yourself.'
'Firstly, I do not know that man. Secondly I see no need to explain myself.' Seishirou replied coolly.
'Fine. Be that way. I do not care. Now that you can walk again you may leave.' Subaru's tone was steely. Seishirou could tell he was probably asking a million questions inside his head.
'In any case, if you can take the time to stop being angry and observe, you will realize that I am, in actuality, quite dead. I'm disappointed in you, Subaru-kun.'
Subaru stared as he concentrated and comprehension dawned him. Shinigami.
'Why? Why come back? Did you not want to die? What unfinished business do you have? Now that you're alive, can you tell me what you were trying to say before you died?' Subaru wanted to ask. Instead, he merely said, 'I see.'
'What? No ten million questions? You're taking the fun out of this.' Seishirou gave a mock pout.
'No. You may leave now.'
'You really should stop doing that. I think I liked the polite Subaru-kun better. Bye then.' Seishirou smirked.
Standing outside the door, Seishirou dropped the smirk, burying his face into his hands. There was no way Subaru was going to believe him even if he told him the truth now.
He was such an idiot.
A/N: Yup he's an idiot... but i like him anyway... hehx...