Disclaimer: X and Tokyo Babylon, as well as all characters, events, and fictional places, belong to Clamp, and whoever else may own rights. I am simply borrowing for a non-profit means of entertainment, which only encourages further reading of actual Clamp materials.

Author's Notes: And here's semi-revised chapter three. The fourth chapter isn't going to out with these ones because I have to totally edit a scene that was fun at the time, but now just seems sort of weird.

Chapter Three:

If anyone had been asked, they would have said it was virtually impossible, but there it was, clear as day. Shirou Kamui was sitting in a corner of the Clamp Campus Park, laughing and chatting as if he was any normal, happy teenager. No one knew what to think.

Sorata grimaced lightly at the glare he saw Saiki Daisuke throwing their Kamui, knowing exactly the reason for it. Sitting next to the violet-eyed boy was Saiki's friend, rumored crush, Kuzuki Kakyou. The beautiful, pale young man had taken it upon himself to not only save Kamui's life, but also to help put it back together again. The Kansai monk knew that Kuzuki-kun highly valued life, having been locked away for years within a mansion outside the city, forced to use his powers for those with enough money and influence to get to him. Kuzuki wouldn't let anyone's life go to waste after having most of his stripped away.

Saiki obviously didn't share the Dreamgazer's sentiment, and had been sneaking around to watch over the fragile man ever since they had come back from the hospital. Sorata knew that Arashi was just trying to get rid of him when she suggested he go and keep the windmaster company, but he had thought it was a good idea, that maybe he could convince the other man to stop being so paranoid. It had been two days and he still had no such luck.

"Sorata-kun!" He looked up and grinned at the dark haired girl running towards him. "Arashi-san thought that it would be best if you two went off to look for the last Ten no Ryu together!" She stopped before the two older boys, smiling brightly.

The dog behind her let out an excited bark as it wound around the boy from Kouya-san. "Ah, thanks, Yuzi-chan! The Miss really does love me!" His grin widened even more and his eyes took on a slight dreamy cast as he ran off towards where he sensed the Shrine Maiden, spouting words of love and rapture as he went.

Nekoi Yuziriha giggled at the sight that the eighteen-year-old boy made as he fled towards the woman he loved. After he disappeared around a corner she turned back to Daisuke, quirking her head to the side and following his gaze to the bench on which sat two very familiar people. "Whatcha up to?" she asked, bouncing over towards him.

Later...

"You are welcome to stay here, with us." 'With me,' was what /Kamui/ wanted to say. The newest, and last, addition to his Dragons was terribly intriguing, even more so than the Sakurazukamori had been. The younger man obviously had issues, not all of which could be easily identified. 'Antisocial or full blown sociopath? Abused, neglected, spoiled rotten? What's his story?'

"No, thank you. I have my own place," the Sumeragi said smoothly, cold tones a far cry from the flirtatious mood he had been in through most of the night.

Dark Kamui watched the emerald eyed man as they walked towards the street level exit. "I thought you had never been in the city before?"

"No, I haven't...My cousin had an apartment here, she left it to me." Golden eyes gazed critically at the onmyouji's face, trying to find a hint of sadness or loneliness in his features or voice. The shrug of those graceful shoulders mirrored the nonchalant expression. "I had my bags dropped off there...I can't wait to get changed." A smirk.

The Dragon of Earth looked at him. "What's wrong with what you're wearing?"

"This thing?" Subaru allowed his face to contort in disgust. "No way am I walking around wearing this type of stuff now that I don't have to worry about scaring babies and shit."

"Scaring babies?" /Kamui/ was intrigued.

The Sumeragi grinned at him. "Tell you what: I'll stop by tomorrow night after checking out the city. Then you'll see what I mean." He stepped away from the door, turning back and giving a slight wave of his hand, a foppish gesture that clearly said the young man was not a breeder, and disappeared in a flurry of white fabric and light.

Sorata rushed to reach the elevator as it closed, blocking out the person in a white trench coat standing in its corner. A slender hand shot out of no where and caught it just before it would have shut. Arashi shot an exasperated look at Sorata as she stepped inside, him following close behind. Checking the buttons they saw the one for the floor they were stopping on was already pressed, then glanced at the other occupant. And stopped.

The two Ten no Ryu exchanged looks, then gazed back at the very person they had been looking for. "Excuse me, Sumeragi-sama...?" Sorata began.

Those enchanting emerald eyes widened slightly in surprise, and a pleasant expression took over the young man's face. "Yes, may I help you?"

"Actually, we had a question for you..." Sorata started to say more, but Arashi cut him off with a characteristic bluntness.

"We wanted to ask you about the End of the World."

All three of them were silent for a moment, an uneasiness settling over the elevator, broken a few moments later by the ding of warning that they had reached the floor. All three stepped off, and then the white onmyouji took the lead, glancing back at them with an unreadable expression before smiling ever so slightly.

"I see. Please, come in, it would be much too rude to discuss this in the hallway."

The two Dragons of Heaven exchanged looks again, then followed him into the apartment at the end of the hallway, amazing over the complexity that something that only had three colors-black, white, and silver-could have. Subaru walked into the small kitchenette his new home sported, rummaging through the cabinets until he came up with a tea kettle and bags. After a confused moment the monk and priestess sat down on a large black leather couch, both looking around with great curiosity.

"I hope you don't mind this," the Sumeragi said as he set tea cups of a black and silver marble pattern in front of the two. "It was all I could come up with."

"Oh, no, it's fine," Arashi quickly commented, fighting back a blush when the man's eyes locked on hers with a shining look that had to be pleasure.

"So, what is it that you wanted to ask me?"