Warnings: Author is treading new waters here. Forgive her for this chapter if you find it…odd. Also, smut. Filthy, dirty, yummy smut.
Part Five: Kizu
It was still four months until the Final Day. Subaru had been working as one of the Angels for three weeks. Those three weeks passed by with much stress. He still had a hard time collapsing a kekkai without some sort of guilt. He had grown somewhat accustomed to killing people for the Tree, as really, the government mostly sent requests for those who were truly unsavory people. Those who didn't deserve to die, well, Subaru ignored those requests, often sending them back.
And really, Subaru wanted to be with Seishirou. He had thought often of committing suicide, but he wasn't sure what would happen to the Tree if he did, so he usually pushed those thoughts aside. For all he knew, if the Sakurazukamori were to commit suicide, a replacement would not be found. He decided he'd better not risk it, for the sake of the country.
Besides, he had promised himself to wait until the Final Day.
But right now, Subaru really needed to get himself some relief. He didn't trust himself to go to a Soapland, in case he was to run into Kasumi Karen of the Seven Seals. That was the last thing he needed. And as far as he knew, none of the other Angels were interested. Well, except for Fuuma; the Dark Kamui seemed eager to get into his pants. However, the younger man reminded Subaru way too much of Seishirou. Like the time they had fought, Subaru could see Seishirou in Fuuma, they were so much alike: twisted, sadistic, and in charge.
God, if Subaru didn't get some relief, he was going to die of his frustration.
"I wouldn't mind helping you out, Subaru-kun," a voice said behind him.
Subaru jumped nearly out of his skin. He turned to see the Dark Kamui standing behind him, a smirk on his lips, amber eyes hidden behind a pair of shades. Subaru forced himself to calm down.
"Don't do that."
"I'm serious. If you need a bit of relief, you could always come to me," Fuuma said. "I know a few tricks that could get your senses reeling."
"I don't want you," Subaru said,
"I know," was the Dark Kamui's reply. "But you need me. I'm the only one who can give you what you need. Think about it, then come to me when you're ready, Subaru-kun."
The younger man turned and walked away, leaving Subaru to his thoughts. The Sakurazukamori turned the opposite way and left the City Hall building. He headed directly to Ueno Park. He didn't bother calling a taxi; the walk would give him time to think. And all he really needed right now was to think. To think of his work, his pathetic excuse for a life, his frustration….And to think of Seishirou, who seemed to be the sole reason for everything wrong in Subaru's life.
He stopped in front of a store and looked into the window. He groaned inwardly as he discovered that this particular store happened to be a pet store. Turning away from the window, he walked off, once again, heading towards the park.
Subaru stopped. The apartment complex didn't allow dogs, but cats were acceptable. And Subaru felt that having another living creature in the apartment would make him feel better. He looked in the window of the pet store and his eyes landed on a black kitten with amber eyes. Going inside, he pulled out his wallet and went over to the counter, where a teenage girl with short, uneven blonde hair stood.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"I would like that cat," Subaru said, indicating the black one. "He would lighten my home's atmosphere."
The girl picked up the kitten. "Actually, this one's a girl."
Subaru blinked. "I'll take her."
"Give her a good home," the girl said. "I've grown fond of her."
Subaru took the cat and paid for her as she crawled down his shirt. The cashier giggled as Subaru raised an eyebrow.
"She likes you."
Subaru nodded. He held the cat close, purchased a few necessary items, and left the store. And ran smack into, of all people, Shirou Kamui.
"Well, shit," Subaru muttered.
"Su-Subaru!" Kamui exclaimed. "Oh, God! I've been looking all over for you! I've been so worried! And…"
Kamui stared as a cat's head popped out of the neckline of Subaru's t-shirt.
"…You have a cat in your shirt," he finished, fighting the urge to burst out laughing.
"She likes it down there, I guess."
Kamui had to stifle a laugh at that. Especially because, right after Subaru had finished speaking, the kitten had mewed and crawled back under the shirt.
"Now, if you don't mind, I need to get home," Subaru said, turning and walking away.
"I want to talk to you, Subaru," Kamui said, following. "Not for long, I just need to ask you one thing."
Subaru kept walking, holding the box full of kitten supplies with one hand, while keeping his new pet from falling out of his shirt with the other. He turned into an alley and jumped away. He was quicker than Kamui, so he managed to lose the younger man. It didn't take long for him to reach the apartment complex.
When Subaru opened the door to the apartment, the cat jumped out of his shirt and immediately ran over to the sofa. Subaru let out a small laugh and went to sit on the sofa with the kitten.
"You're so cute," he told her. "I think I'll name you Sei. In his memory."
Sei walked over to Subaru and mewed. With a soft smile on his face, Subaru brushed his hand along the kitten's back. Sei arched her back into Subaru's hand and purred.
"Cute kitten," a deep voice said.
Subaru turned to the window, where the voice was coming from. Fuuma sat on the windowsill, the window open behind him. Sei jumped into Subaru's lap, burying her face in the folds of the fabric, as if hiding from the Dark Kamui. Chuckling, Fuuma stepped down and approached Subaru.
"So, you've changed your mind?" he asked.
"I have no idea what the hell you're talking about," Subaru replied.
"Deep down, you know that you want me, if only just a little."
"I don't…"
"Tsk, tsk, Subaru-kun. You forget that I can see Wishes. You can't lie that you don't want me."
"Look, Fuuma," Subaru said. "You tell me what I wish, but can you prove to me that it's what I want?"
"Grown a backbone, have you?" Fuuma asked. "Or is it just an act?"
Subaru stood up and set Sei down. The kitten bolted into the kitchen and hid under a counter. Fuuma smirked and stepped even closer to the former Sumeragi.
"You want me to prove to you that you want me?" he asked, his amber eyes glowing with a dangerous hue of gold. "I can do that. I can make you see."
With that, the Dark Kamui leaned forward and pressed his lips to the older man's. Despite his best efforts to resist, Subaru couldn't help but moan when the younger man pushed his tongue into his mouth. He felt Fuuma's tongue slip around the insides of him mouth, the taste of the younger man filling it.
Fuuma quickly ended the kiss as an angry yowl broke the silence of the apartment. He looked down at the kitten, whose claws were sinking into his leg. Subaru let out a soft laugh and picked Sei off Fuuma's leg. He set her down on the sofa as Fuuma muttered profanities under his breath.
After a couple minutes, Subaru got Sei to calm down and Fuuma regained his composure. He cleared his throat and looked at the Sakurazukamori.
"Shall be try this again?" he asked. "In the bedroom, perhaps?"
Subaru said nothing, but lead Fuuma to the bedroom. Fuuma stepped in first, then shoved the older man against the door as he shut it. The Dark Kamui kissed Subaru firmly, while one of his hands found its way under the older man's shirt.
Fighting back the moan that was rising up his throat, Subaru made no sign that he wanted this. He gasped for breath when Fuuma broke the kiss.
"You still haven't convinced me," Subaru smirked.
"Oh?" Fuma asked. "Well, that's because we've only just begun."
The Dark Kamui reached behind Subaru's head, running his hand through the older man's jet-black hair as he kissed him again. He gently pulled Subaru's head back, ending the kiss and moving down to nibble at the Sakurazukamori's neck. Subaru gasped at the feel, but other than that, did nothing. It wasn't until Fuuma pulled him slipped his hand under the older man's waistband that Subaru's self-control began to crack.
"Oh, God…" he moaned.
"You like that, do you?" Fuuma asked, stroking the older man.
Subaru moaned. He tried to fight away, but the younger man had him in a tight grip. The Dark Kamui leaned close to him.
"You're too tense," he said. "Relax."
He licked at Subaru's earlobe, causing the older man to shiver. He wrapped his fingers around the Sakurazukamori and squeezed gently. Subaru cried out in a mix of ecstasy and guilt. He wanted this, but denied it for the sake of Seishirou's memory. Subaru tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and let out a long moan as Fuuma's hand ran up and down his growing erection.
"You want more, don't you?" Fuuma asked, smirking. "Say it. I'll give you all you need and can stand."
"Oh, God!" Subaru gasped. "Please!"
"Say it. Say you want this."
"God, damn it!" Subaru exclaimed as the Dark Kamui pressed down on him. "I want this! I need it!"
"There," Fuuma said. "Was that so hard?"
He removed his hand and led Subaru over to the bed. He pushed Subaru down and straddled him. Pulling off the black, high-necked t-shirt that Subaru was wearing, the Dark Kamui prepared to truly start things. He ran his fingers along the soft, pale skin of the older man.
Subaru gasped and moaned at the feel of Fuuma's fingers skittering across his chest. He could barely contain the ecstasy that filled his body as it quickly overran any guilt he had felt earlier. The feel of the younger man's hand all over his body made him forget everything.
Fuuma chuckled, seeing how the former Sumeragi squirmed beneath him. He leaned forward and bit at the older man's collarbone. Then he sucked at the spot he had bitten, leaving a faint bruise. Subaru whimpered at the slight pain, and then moaned as Fuuma did the same thing, this time on a soft spot on his neck. He tilted his head back to give the Dark Kamui better access.
Fuuma knew, with so much pent up tension, that Subaru was going to come quickly. He pulled off the older man's pants and threw them to the floor along with the boxers he wore. Then he stood and stripped down, getting out the lubricant that he had brought with him. He knew that Seishirou had kept lubricant in the bedroom, but he didn't want to waste time searching. Opening the tube, he coated his fingers with the oil it contained. Then he lay on Subaru, reached down, and slipped a finger into the older man.
Subaru cried out sharply at the invasion of his body. He instinctively grasped at the sheets beneath him, twining his fingers into the white fabric. He forced his muscles to relax, but still tensed slightly as a second and third finger entered him. He whimpered at the pain, but did not cry out. Then he felt Fuuma remove his fingers and position himself.
Subaru didn't have time to brace himself as the Dark Kamui thrust into him. He cried out, putting his arms around the younger man. His lifted himself up, forcing Fuuma deeper into him. His fingernails dug into Fuuma's back as the younger man pulled out, then pushed back into him. Subaru followed this rhythm, thrusting his hips upwards with Fuuma's movement. He felt himself approaching his climax.
Subaru moaned loudly as his orgasmed, his nails scrapping down Fuuma's back. He felt the Dark Kamui come inside him a few moments later.
Fuuma pulled out of Subaru as the older man's arm slid down from around him. He got up and saw that Subaru looked upset. Noticing a pack of cigarette on the bedside table, he grabbed two and lit them, handing one to the older man, who took it silently.
"Feel better?" Fuuma asked, taking a drag on his cigarette.
Subaru nodded, blowing out a bit of smoke. "Thank you," he said, hoarsely.
"Anytime," Fuuma smirked.
The Dark Kamui gathered up his clothes and went into the bathroom, presumably to clean up and get dressed to leave. Subaru put out his cigarette, curled up on the bed, covered himself with a thin blanket and silently began to cry.
Fuuma came out a while later, fully dressed, and left. Subaru had cried himself to sleep, so there was no reason for him to stay. He had done what he needed to do. He went to the front room, grabbed his shoes from the window and headed home.
Author's Note: I've completely ignored this fic for too long. Then again, FuumaxSubaru is pretty damn hard to write. I am so sorry, everyone, for being so later with this update!
Chris Pwure: I am so sorry that this is so late! ((wails)) But you'll forgive me, won't you? I'm looking back on the review you sent me back in December right now. I'm glad you like the interaction between Fuuma and Subaru.
Tezuka Eiri: Yes, it sucks. No K&S (Personally, I hate the couple, but that's just me), little to no S&S, lots of F&S. I feel dirty. I'll tell you what, e-mail me and we can talk about some spoilers. You mentioned you want Subaru with Seishirou, right? Well…e-mail me.
Mysterious Blue Eyes: Thanks for telling me that I rock! I feel much love. Thank you!
Hiruka-chan: Thank you for you comments! I went through this entire book of mixed drinks to find ones I felt were appropriate. Though, I just randomly threw the .44 Magnum in. I might put more bar scenes in. Hope you liked the F&S scene!
Babyma-mar: I'm glad you like it!
SuperSeme Fuuma: Lookie! I updated! I did it all by myself! I thank you for trying to help me with this chapter! ((hugs you))
Johnny-Depp-Luv: I don't know if you read the entire fic, but I'm glad you like it! Here's your update!
Agent420: Thank you so much for your comments! I'm glad you like this fic! Here's a spoiler for you: there's a little S&S scene in the next chapter. Shhh! Don't tell anyone!
Again, I apologize for the extremely late update.