...i can't think of an intro for this one. sorry! -fireun
"Hey, Subaru, do you miss him?"
"What kind of question is that?" Subaru pressed his face into the pillow, hoping Kamui would take the hint and let it go.
"I mean, I miss Fuma…is it the same?"
"The same?"
"Ya know, that sort of empty hurt." Kamui rolled over; trying his best to meet Subaru's eyes, to be thwarted by the fact the other man was mostly burrowed into his pillow. "I just want to be walking down the street, see him, and wave a hello, smile, just like we used to."
There was such a plaintive tone in Kamui's voice…Subaru reluctantly pulled his face from the comforting smothering of cloth and turned to look at the other man. "You want to know if I miss Seishiro? That is what you are getting at?"
"Yeah."
"Because you miss Fuma?"
"Well… yeah."
"You really have all the tact of a drunk Irishman." Subaru rolled over onto his back, primly settling his hands on his chest. "Of course I miss him."
"Do you ever….wish he were still here?"
Subaru knew people too well, knew Kamui too well, to miss the question craftily hidden beneath the spoken one. "Yes, Kamui, I wish he were still here. Things ended rather…poorly." He heard the soft intake of Kamui's breath as the other man prepared to speak, and raised a hand slightly, motioning for Kamui to wait. "Hear me out. I would give the world to have Seishiro back with me, but that does not mean I would rather you be gone. This is how things turned out. I can be content with that."
"But…"
"Kamui. Now would be a wonderful time to shut up and come over here."
will respond to comments next time! late for work!