Author's Note: Here's another "rough draft" chapter. There's about twenty-seven in all, but I won't be putting them all up at once, of course.
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.
Chapter Fifteen:
Then...
Arashi and Kamui were having fun, for what seemed like the first time in years. They were now in the front of the store, smiling brightly as they flipped through the clothing, picking out various outfits, and singing along to the music. In the back of his mind Kamui felt the kekkai go down, but it hadn't been forced. Both Seals became even more relaxed.
The door to the store opened, slowly, wind blowing rain into the entryway. Revealed were three soppy and downtrodden figures, dripping water onto the floor as they stepped farther into the store, two of them trying to get long hair under control and one trying to suppress a grin. Salespeople rushed forward to close the doors and hover over the figures, not all for noble reasons.
Arashi stared at the soaking males, not able to stop from noticing how the wet clothing clung to their bodies. When one of them accepted a wad of paper towels with a flirtatious glance from a salesman, the priestess felt her eyes narrow. She walked up to the group and glared as Sorata gave her a sheepish look.
"Got caught out in the rain?" Kamui asked as he came up beside the female Seal. "It's odd that it should start coming down so hard, there wasn't a cloud in the sky when we were outside."
Both Kakyou and Subaru joined Arashi in glaring at the young monk, who looked as if he was trying to sink into the floor. "I didn't think it would do this!"
Subaru snorted. "It's your power, you should have known." He pouted cutely and batted his eyelashes at the young boy. "But...I might forgive you if you help me dry off..." Kakyou glared, Arashi blinked, Kamui's eyes got even wider then usual, and Sorata nodded hesitantly in agreement.
The lavender eyed saleswoman who had helped Arashi so much before came up to the group of Dragons with three cloth towels. Emerald green and golden cat eyes widened as the yumemi's and onmyouji's heads shot up. The moment was only for a breath span as they resumed their usual expressions, although their minds continued to dwell on it.
"That's not who I think it is...is it?" Karen asked the young man next to her, worry clouding her husky tones.
"That's exactly who you think it is," /Kamui/ answered quietly, staring into the store's large windows from his perch on the railing of a fire escape almost directly across from said store.
Mahogany eyes lit up. "I'll go check it out," the pyrokinetic said in an excited tone.
"Go ahead," the boy who was once Fuuma said, a smirk alighting on his face. "Too bad you forgot your umbrella, though."
The soapgirl glanced up at the bubble of telekinetic energy that /Kamui/ had created to keep his dry clean only outfit from getting wet. Karen had just happened to be within the space the golden eyed boy had decided to cover. If she left he wouldn't bother to keep her dry, and if she tried it herself it would be too noticeable. She glared at him, but only because he faced away from her.
"The Seventh Seal revealed, and even my twin star doesn't seem to notice." He leaned back, staring at the figures within the store. "I wonder why."
"He's probably too busy with dreams of being fucked by the Sumeragi," the woman answered before she had time to think it over. Her eyes widened, staring at the Dark Kamui in hopes that he would decide not to be b too /b pissed over the comment.
"Poor Kamui-chan, always getting a thing for the guys who will only end up hurting him." Karen relaxed visibly as she wasn't berated (or, considering it was /Kamui/ she had just inadvertently insulted, killed).
Looking through the windows once more the pyrokinetic shook her head. "You'd think after all this time they'd be paranoid enough to keep their senses completely open." A wicked smile graced her pretty features. "Looks like you'll be needing to have more 'demonstrations' of our powers before they accept us as threats to all."
/Kamui/ shrugged. His eyes were locked on the Seals inside the building, moving back and forth as they traced the movements of teenagers searching through clothes. After a few more minutes of simply standing still the soapgirl groaned and threw out a conversation starter of the best kind, "I'm b bored /b ."
"So sorry if my presence doesn't cause you to go into fits of ecstatic activity."
"Oh, please, if you want to believe the stories, than practically everything is your fault." She stepped closer, not daring to touch him and not wanting to, men who'd rather kill her than fuck her were not her cup of tea, no matter how much of a challenge.
"Yes, but that doesn't mean your personal failings are..." He suppressed a sigh, glancing at her momentarily. "Who do you think will be the first of the Dragons to die?" he asked lightly, a grin forming on his face.
"W-What!"
"Well, you said you were bored...isn't a conversation interesting enough for you? Would you rather I read 'War and Peace' to you while you suck me off?"
"You're crude."
"And you're a jackass, so we're even."
Karen let out a frustrated growl. "Why is it that the good guys always get the best men and we're stuck with the losers?" she asked viciously under her breath, moving quickly away with thoughts of returning to work before the Chi no Kamui decided to rend her limb from limb and leave her in a fancy wrapped box on her lover's porch. 'Seiichiro would never forgive me for having to clean up that mess before his wife woke up.'
After...
Seishirou almost sighed in frustration, but managed to control himself. It wouldn't do to show too much emotion. "What is it that you wanted to show me?" If someone had recorded that, then played it back to him, he'd be surprised at how whiny he sounded.
"Patience, Sakurazukamori, we must wait for them," the yumemi murmured, sitting on thin air.
The assassin wondered exactly how angry /Kamui/ would be if he killed the woman, and decided that it would most likely be worth it.
