Chapter two: Waking dream.
T: Part two and the fic is evolving beyond my original idea into something far more intriguing…I hope!
Warnings of angst, spoilers for both Tokyo Babylon and X-1999 and slash of a su/sei nature…oh and a little one sided kam/su.
The Subaru side of this story takes place from volume two of Tb, while the Kamui side takes place somewhere after volume 16 of X.
Clamp own both Tokyo Babylon and X-1999 a fact that means they also now one my soul. Grrrr! Subaru is so addictive!
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He ached everywhere.
He recalled why this was, but it was a faint thing…almost as looking through a frosted window.
The fact that he was alive ment, of course, that he had been saved and who but Kamui cared enough about him now to save his life. But Kamui was not here.
This was his first surprise.
The hospital room he was in seemed a little too…personal, almost as an apartment bedroom rather than a hospital ward.
This was his second surprise.
Perhaps it was best to take this one step at a time.
Step one: Sit up.
The world wobbled a moment and he placed an instinctive hand to his forehead…a gloved hand.
He had not worn his gloves in years. Looking at the marks on his skin had focused his rage, after all. Had forced him not to forget.
It was odd; therefore, that he was wearing them.
Very odd.
Step two: Get out of bed.
Though this seemed a little hasty considering the extent of his injuries he knew that the only way he was going to get answers was to find a doctor.
He was wearing pyjamas.
Something was defiantly wrong.
There was someone in the bed behind him.
Feeling an odd sense of de-ja-vu he pulled at the sheets and enquired,
"Who's there?"
A young girl in a huge dress was crouched under his sheets…hardly believing his eyes he stuttered the enquiry of,
"H-Hokuto-chan?"
"O-ho-ho-ho-ho. Subaru, if you can't even detect someone this close to you you're gonna be a failure as an Onimyoji!"
Still not believing Subaru drew his sister into a tight hug.
"Subaru?" She enquired as she struggled free.
"It's nothing." He remarked.
She little seemed to believe him, but further movement in his bed impeded any further enquiry.
He realised a few moments too late why this was all so familiar.
Too late to turn away from the false smile of Seishrio Sakurazuka, too late to do anything other than lose himself in eyes that he recalled so well.
He used his morning shower as an excuse to think and to assure himself that, yes, he was again sixteen.
It made sense when he recalled Fuuma's words, after all he had wished for everything to be the way it had been and now…
He was not the same, however and perhaps that would come to his advantage.
Hindsight was a wonderful thing after all.
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The doctors had given Kamui enough information that he knew something was off.
Subaru had been extensively injured, but, considering the other mans tolerance for major injury, he should have been awake hours ago.
Kamui wished desperately that he knew how to go within a person. But of course he has a feeling that no matter how much he begged Subaru would not come back.
And, to be honest, he was not exactly certain if Subaru was clogged up in his heart.
After all, if the Sumeragi had wished to do as such a thing then he would not have waited until now. He would have done as such after Rainbow Bridge.
He needed to talk to someone who knew about this sort of thing, but he knew that the Dragons of Heaven would not understand and so that left…
It was a plan at least, he supposed.
Grasping Subaru's hand in his own he said,
"I will be back soon." Before he left the hospital room.
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After pretending to be the sweet Subaru of this age for his sister and Seishrio he had thrown himself into the task of bringing Mitsuki back into the waking world.
His words to her had been a little ironic this time around and yet she had still come back.
He could not quite bring himself to sit and eat muffins with Seishrio and so he had pretended to be worn out by the day, a lie the other had bought simply because the Subaru of this age would never lie.
Once the older man had gone, Subaru sat and though out both a plan and his next steps in a calm manner.
The very first step in the plan was to get his hair cut.
Hokuto would most likely kill him but he'd gotten used to having his hair short and found that the haircut of his youth irritated him greatly.
With his hair cut to the style of his later years he made his way back to his apartment block.
Hokuto responded in the manner he had expected; initially angry and then a gleeful assumption that this new look was for Seishrio's sake.
He allowed her to tease for a little while and then sitting her down he put the next step into action and began to tell her the truth.
She took the news better than he had hoped and it was only when he reached Rainbow Bridge that she responded with anything other than a smile.
"I can't believe Sei-chan could be so dense." She remarked, "The Rainbow Bridge is the perfect place to make out and he spoils his chance by committing suicide."
Subaru felt himself blush and felt the admonishment of,
"H-Hokuto-chan." Leave his lips without thought.
She smirked and clapping her brother about the shoulder remarked,
"We'll knock some sense into him, Subaru."
That had been the point in this step, for with Hokuto's help he would be closer to achieving his wish, to achieving all that he had ever wanted.
The next step was not only a crucial one, but the one Subaru was least looking forward to.
Tell Obaachan the truth.
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T: There we go! Yes I do like ending on cliff-hangers! Next chapter should be up Tues and until then R+R. Thank you.