A/N: Another Akabane/Juubei fic. This one has been playing around in my mind. Kinda like a epilogue to the other two 3 I did find a Kagami cosplayer ;-; sad though. I wasn't in my Akabane outfit.

---Sequel to Shadowed Desires, Eye for an Eye---

Pairing: Akabane/Juubei

Disclaimer: Don't own Getbackers

Rating: PG-13 (just a tiny weeny bit) --Juubei's POV--

Flight of Rain

Time had seemed to go on forever. I sat in silence, by Kazuki's side. His brown haired fell against my shoulder as he hugged me tightly. Reassuring me that I wasn't going to be hurt. He thinks that it's his entire fault, whatever falls upon me. This time I returned to his side. It has been a week since I found Akabane. I couldn't leave him outside in the rain. Injured beyond normal hands capabilities. And I regret it, dearly.

But a bit of me longs just to touch him.

I touched not a monster, but for a brief second. I touched the human in Akabane...

"Juubei-kun?" Gentle lips press against mine. After the whole ordeal I just told him I had another fight. And than he confessed to me. My innocent Kazuki-kun that I was to protect and keep safe confessed his love to me. He had meant it, but now... I don't know if I really do love Kazuki. His touch is seemingly foreign to me. Like I haven't felt it, ever. Like the years in the past never existed, washed away down the river. Water splashing off to the side of the stream.

Losing gradually. Every memory.

"I'm alright Kazuki-kun." That is all I say. The rest of what I want to say dies away. Lost before my throat could utter the syllables needed. I can tell by the aura radiating off my past love that he is hurt by my unspoken words. He knows something is wrong. Like how a bird senses danger, or her young. In need of feeding. I lick my lips, cursing him. Why does he have to be so compassionate? Can't he understand that he's hurting me?

Kazuki presses on though. The bells giving off a faint ching as he rubs his head against my neck. My clothes were discarded thanks to the heavy humidity in the air. I felt safe knowing Kazuki would never take advantage of me. But I fear that I would do what I did to Akabane, to my Kazuki. But he deserves better. Much better. Someone that wouldn't cheat him out of innocence.

I feel his flesh against mine, it's cool against my skin, unlike the heat in the air. Instinctively I raised my arms with a frown, gently grasping his shoulders. Smooth and feminine. Like always. I crooked an odd smile, relishing the sudden memory of the past. I had thought Kazuki was a girl at the first encounter. Though it would be easier sometimes if he was. He wouldn't be so aggressive and could be safe when times got rough.

"Kazuki...please..." I gently moved him away. I could feel a small whimper pass through his lips. I didn't need to open my eyes. Knowing black would be the only thing I'd see. Save for the outline of his aura. Just a faint color to distinguish him from everything else. My heart squeezed itself as I heard a creak under the floor. Followed by gentle silent footsteps.

"I'm sorry..." It passes through my lips. Much too late. Like everything else. Being raped by that demon, monster, hell spawn...human. How can he still be human? Why must I think of him now? It always happens. He will never go away. He seeded my mind with a plant. And it blossomed, full blooming whenever night comes. So I see his shadow. See him smile. His lips. In a world. Only known by him and me.

I clench my fist. Kazuki would be fast asleep when I tried to get up to follow. He would not acknowledge my presence tonight. I crane my head to the side, smiling satisfactory. I could hear the faint pelts on the window. It was raining.

"What? I never knew you wanted me so much...it's only natural though"

Akabane...

I have started to want you know. The rape, the kisses, everything. It has changed me so much. Tainted me and made me lust unknowingly for you. To feel that mysterious touch. To feel your breath against me. Those gently yet rough fingers that I used to loathe. But under such short time, it stuns me how much I want to feel you. Run my own fingers. To see your side.

Your human side that no one but me has ever seen before.

I sigh lightly as the room grows more and more stuffy. Akabane hadn't showed up, even the jobs in the Honky Tonk weren't coming frequently and the Mugenjou was deserted thanks to the non-stop rain. Perhaps the heavens are punishing me for getting involved with someone like him. No reports of killing have aroused form the dark alleys. Nothing...

Like the world has become frozen in time and space. Hovering over the boundaries of motion, yet unwilling to cross.

Getting up form my seat I cross the room. Keeping my hand against the wall. Running over the smoothness, wincing a few times as my fingers meet cracks and slice open. Tiny cuts appearing, dripping out a small bit of blood. But I don't care. I feel like I deserve it. My breath catches in my throat as I feel the window, fumbling my hand around. Desperate to get out. Desperate to release myself from this unwanted feeling of loneliness.

The handle clicks and the door swings open, the rushing wind startling me as the door threatens to crack against the side, but I braced myself. Expecting this. And held tight, slipping out into the cold hair and shutting the door behind me. Gently. I exhaled, taking in a long whiff of the clean air. I was out of the porch. But I knew this route well enough. I was never satisfied here. I wanted to be higher than the house. On the top.

Where I could feel like I was flying. Seeing the whole world.

Before long I was perched as high as I could go. My body was numb, my back pressed against the solid wall. My eyes overlooking the blackness, the abyss. A mere ruin to me now of what was once a colorful world. A sardonic smile creeps up as I lower my head. My hair flowing gently. My body basking in the deep darkness. And than, I begin to think.

It's happened every night.

I never thought this one would be any different.

I come out to think, and try to sort thinks out. People seem to just think they figure me out, like Kazuki. But they don't know me. Not like Akabane. They don't know how much I want to have someone to kiss me. Pay attention to me. But Kazuki has Toshiki, who would spend every moment if I wasn't in the way. They all assume, all but him. He makes it worthwhile. Makes me feel belonged.

I sort through the memories. Kazuki always gazed at me but I can't love him now. Tainted beyond purification. Beyond healing powers. The rain falls like a well overflowed, drenching me in their endless pelts. Cooling me off at the same time. Making it easier to cope with everything. It was all-cruel. Everyone had something and I had nothing. Robbed of my sight trying to help someone I loved. Robbed of my friend whom's heart clearly belonged to another.

I lick my lips again. Feeling them harden against their will and hunch over. The water sliding down my back. I don't recall how long I was outside for. Drowning in the silence and occasional breeze, screaming out its pain from the pollution. Hoping something would listen to it. Someone... That it could trust. I laughed out loud. Not caring if anyone heard me. It wouldn't be that unusual. Even I needed to release once in awhile. Ironic how I am happy alone. Like the way I'm truly suppose to be.

But than why does he haunt me...

Want me...

Lust after me...

I quiet down. Smiling genuinely at a world I cannot see. Maybe that's why I smile, knowing I cant see it. But they can see it. But I don't have to care do I? If they see it and I don't. I lift my hand and wipe my forehead, getting rid of the water running down, for a brief moment. Swallowing a mouthful as I raised my head. Looking up. I wonder if I made a wish. Would they grant it? I never know when a shooting star passes over. It is but a child's fantasy that a wish would come true if you wish upon a shooting star.

I wish I could see him again. Glimpse his face and touch him. Yes, that is all I would want. To recheck if he was human. And I wasn't dreaming. I want to kiss him again. To brush my lips against his. Tasting the endless victims, the invisible blood that stained those lips. Still noticeable even after several washes. Licks, and tender kisses. He was drenched in it. He was deaths messenger.

"Juubei-kun..?"

I breath suddenly stops. My breathing halted in a single inhalation. My eyes widened, although that only made the dark more ominous than before. My mouth parted a bit as I could now, clearly identify the sloshed watery footsteps. No doubt boots. How could I have missed that? Suddenly I felt like a shy virgin. I didn't have the courage to face him now. Not at the moment. No matter how much I pined after him I still couldn't forget what he did but...

I ...

Want..

Him.

"Akabane..." I breathed feeling something brush against my moist forehead. It was smooth and creased, damp and heavy. Yet gentle. It was Akabane's gloves. I felt the heat rush to my face, turning my head automatically away. "What are you doing here?" I asked him. Demanding the answer. Wondering why he chose now of all night to appear and finally confront me about both of our actions. I could only hope it ends up good. I don't want to lose what I cherish most now. Even if I am used for his pleasure he...understands loneliness and being hated.

He doesn't answer at first, but I could feel his coat, also drenched in water hit my leg. Soaking that spot even more as he sits down beside me. Sitting in the puddle of rain like it never existed. Nothing passes through his lips, and I find myself on an uncontrollable urge of wanting to yell at him, punch him, attack him. Wondering why he bothered showing up. Just to amuse his sadistic nature! Yet...I also wanted to shower that same man in showers of kisses and never ending pleasure.

My mouth dries out and I find myself feel more vulnerable than ever. I feel my body sagging forward, almost willing myself to be at your mercy. I didn't like the silence form you. You were always confident and had a cruel smile against your lips the last time I saw you. It was only a glimpse but, I know what you're like even without that. The way your tone of voice attracts people like a moth to a flame on to be incinerated by your power.

Power that is damned by hell. And used to as the right hand man of Hades and Death.

Not just a messenger.

My feelings wash away as I feel a single brush of your shoulder against mine. I can hear your breath, coming out as clear as rain. Heard no matter what. "Akabane..." I whisper under my breath. Afraid what the answer would to be my question. It times like this... Uncertain times, I wish I could see. So I could judge if he is toying or not. Yet he still doesn't respond to me. Perhaps it's him that is vulnerable. I feel his uncertainty of the situation.

"Why did you do it?" I sharply ask.

Again, there is no immediate reaction. No hand movement, no kiss, and no twitch of a body part. His blood seems cold and lifeless. Like he has died suddenly. My ears pick up his long exhalation. A sigh. Maybe he is bored of all these questions. Even though it was one. It must mean a million to him. Millions of questions he could only answer with equal amount of answers. I would love to see how his mind picks the best. The most logical of them all. The truth...

He shifts beside me. I should be scared, I should move. Do ...something. But my butt refuses to inch away. I am too ensnared by his charm already. His unknown power to lure people into his web. "It was unintentional... I..." He speaks without hate, without anger, without his charm. His true self. He speaks humanly...

And the truth.

I feel myself caught on a hook, already taking the bait as I unknowingly lean closer. Wanting to catch the rest of the words he utters. "I really don't know why I did it...I don't know.... I don't...." Akabane's words seemed to trail off. He must be looking off into the distance. I wonder what he sees in his violet eyes. I remember asking Kazuki what color they were. He also repeated to me...

"His eye's are like an abyss of darkness. Purple swirling together, growing darker and darker. If you look to long you'll lose your soul in them. He'll claim everything you own. Life, heart, blood. Spirit, even feed on your fear. Because he knows his enemies...and allies."

"Are you for real...?" I breathe out, wrapping an arm around his slim form. Leaning into his touch. Breathing in his scent. My cheek touches his chest. Though covered I can still hear his heartbeat. Like a mouse...it beats faster and faster. His hair fall against my exposed face. Strands of his raven hair tickling my flesh. Causing me to smile. It's rare that I smile. Even to Kazuki... less it be to an enemy, which is a miracle in itself.

He tugs me closer, gloves being gentle but firm against my waist. Pulling me closer. I can see he is human, feel his pain. Having to do what he does. He loves it, but hates it. Made to do his job, live to kill. But destroy part of him little by little. A sacrifice that he hopes will reach his limits and destroy him. That is his dream. "Sometimes I wish I wasn't..." he honestly replies.

Fingers dance up my waist, tip toeing on the side of my ribcage, treating me like a breakable doll as his fingers weave and make a memorable dance. I tilt my head, the back digging into his chest more so as the fingers draw an invisible up my neck. Resting my neck. I find myself at lost with words. He could kill me. But I know he won't.

But when did I know him? He is the enemy...

But who judges that?

"Would you do it again?" I pant out, breath quickening as his lips kiss at the exact spot where the invisible drawn line ended.

"Probably." He answers automatically, no real thought put into it. There is no need. He speaks only truth now. Strangely I find myself comforted by him. Safe. Even though he violated me, and I did the same to him in a way. Does that make us equal? Because of that is there something we share now? A bond that's been formed? "I..." I gripped the hem of his coat arm, yanking it close to me. Rubbing against it. I don't know why I want him...

But wanting is enough to feel belonged is it not?

The tender kisses turn a bit more rougher, just enough to warn me. But I capture his lips with my own. Tongue slipping through. His hesitance gave way and our tongues tangled together. Able to each taste one another. It felt like heaven and mint together. Why would someone like this be so hated and condemned? He moved in front of me, pressing me against the wall. It's a shame I cannot see. I want to see his face. To see someone love me...

Even for a moment in time. To remember it forever. To keep the stream running.

I murmur his name as his tongue moves to my neck, licking at my flesh. A shiver courses through my body as I feel a hand slipping down my pants. I would have stopped him. But I can't now. This is a wish I made. A wish I was granted. "Akabane...omae wa..." He doesn't stop, but instead gently caresses my thighs. And I realize that he had taken off the gloves. With use of his teeth I would assume.

"Juubei-kun." He speaks my name. And with that chilling tone, my heart jumps in surprise, joy, and fear. All in one. A box set. The heat rushes to my face, cheeks un doubtfully turning a tad pink. "Are you cold...or embarrassed?" He asks playfully. But I don't answer. To aroused as he moves to stroke the most sensitive spot. I flinch upon contact. I have never been treated in such away. Never wanted it so much. Kazuki would never do this. No one...

I feel the weight leave me and something heavy yet warm drape over my back. The hand withdraws form my pants and wraps around me once more. I look away even more embarrassed. He put his coat around me so I wouldn't get cold. His scent is strong. All over it. Breathtaking like the ocean. I imagined blood but I suppose I was wrong.

He nibbled on my ear. A slight pleasure of pain making me smile. "Thanks..." I spoke as he drew back. I could imagine him smiling a true smile as he pulled me closer. Tighter. Protectively. I never felt safe around Kazuki. Having to compete with Toshiki to be his proper bodyguard and than the troubles we ran through. Than me staying with MakubeX. Everything seemed to fall out of control. Swallowed by chaos. I cannot love one that abandoned me. Willingly or not.

"Your welcome." My hands search for his tie. Easily finding it with common sense, tugging his face forward toward mine. Kissing him tenderly. One would not satisfy my desire. My brain seems to melt and become goo as I frantically reach, blinded by every sense. Fingers raking over his body. His shirt unbuttoned at some point allowing me to feel the flesh of what people thought a monster. I fumbled on my way, but he let me take my time. Guiding my fingers with his own.

For a while we sat together. Enjoying each other's other qualities. Teaching each other things in the process. Talking. Just about our own opinions. I never knew that Akabane would be like this. Never. And resting in his arms I was satisfied. And I'm sure he was too. Or he wouldn't have stayed. Wouldn't have let me live. Or touched me for that matter.

"Juubei-kun...something just crossed overhead."

My body froze as he tilted my chin up, facing his face. Every time he does I wish I could see how he looks at me. Kazuki always smiled. Never got angry. I want to see every side of a person. But I never will. Not without my eyesight. "Something...c-crossed over?" I gasp out, mouth dropping open as he brushed away a few of my bangs. My heart rises a bit as I gaze up more at the sky. It wouldn't have mattered with sight. Black would be black. Darkness layered upon more.

"What was it?" I ask. My fingers tighten against him, embracing him more as I hug tightly. I never once thought what would happen if Kazuki saw me like this. In a way I would be happy that he would understand that I was never good enough for my innocent Kazuki. I'm too tainted by a demon. And slowly I am becoming him. Gradually, but surely.

He plants a kiss on my forehead, distracting me as he starts murmuring words. Only three simple words. Words that I didn't think would be possible to see or believe in. Words that I hoped were true. The one thing that made my wish come true. That filled the gap. That gave me a chance.

"A shooting star"

Wishes...

Do come true...

--Owari--

A/N: Uh Oo; It's haunting me. But I wanted to do another one shot with Juubei getting his sight back but uh. Nah XP Easier to put into words of what his world is like. I was actually started this yesterday, and than watched a marvelous AMV of Yami no Matsuei (-sigh- Muraki/Tsuzuki is so like Kagami/Akabane VV; ) and yeah. The rest kinda flowed from there. I'm sorry if it's OOC but they have it flow too XD Thanks for reading! It was a teaser as I finish my other three –smacks hand- There not as good but. Yeah. Thanks for reading