Lyn: Thanks for the good reviews guys! 'Cause the reviews were good, I guess it's safe to continue Wing of Memories. I thought I would get a lot of flames for it, seriously! It's not a laughing matter but it's good it went smoothly. One more thing, I forgot to pay the internet bill and so I ended up offline again (sigh). Plus, I'm still new in the city so I don't know where to pay it so chapter 2 is very late indeed. Enough of my ranting, here is Wing of Memories Chapter 2. Have fun.
Pairings: AgitoxAkito, IkkixAkito
Warnings: Bad language, mention of bleeding and slight shounen-ai.
DISCLAIMER: Air Gear is copyrighted by its respectful owners. I do not own anything of it.
.:Wings Of Memories:.
.:Chapter 2:.
Agito arrived home at three carrying numerous bags filled with books and also some food. He was tired and the only comment he could think of about his load was 'fuck'. He had not eaten anything since morning and he was exhausted. It was three already, so he thought there was no point in eating lunch now as it was almost dinner. He put the bags containing food in the kitchen and took everything else to his room. After throwing those in a corner he slumped down onto his bed. The encounter with the 'ghost' or 'hallucination', as Agito liked calling it more was plastered into his head. He could not think of anything now besides Akito. Akito was Agito's twin brother, maybe only a few seconds younger than him and his closest as well as only friend. Akito was everything in the world to him and fate snatched Akito away from him. Sometimes, Agito thought, why does God love to play around with him? Making his life more miserable and the like. 'Life was unfair' thought Agito. Everyone can stay together with their loved ones but why was he so unlucky? Why can't he stay with Akito forever even till the after life? Agito never thought of killing himself, oh no. He thought that was foolish and only people who have no courage to face the world would do something as stupid as that. Heck, Agito never even tried to cut himself with a knife or do anything to hurt himself. To strengthen his will to live, he had the burning hope that Akito was out there somewhere, under the big blue sky he wanted so much to fly to. Agito snapped out of his thoughts when he saw the piles of books near his in the corner. It wasn't that messy compared to his room.
"I would never be able to get everything cleaned and ready tomorrow morning... Damn it..." Agito mumbled under his breath.
He packed the books necessary for tomorrow's classes. He was not going to be much of a talkative boy anyways, so he thought it wouldn't hurt to kill some time and give a good impression that to students and teachers that he was the studious type so hopefully the other students would not get close to him because of the false fact that he spent all his time on books other than the usual comments he always got back at his last school ("Careful, freak boy coming through!" "That guy is creepy...", "Is he an ex-murderer or something?" and the like. It's not like they never learned the consequences, it's just that they never learned to change.) Agito's 14 years of living was not filled with a lot of joyful and happy memories, in fact you can say it was full of crap. Most of his free time was spent working or riding Air Treks. Right now, even the title of 'Fang King' did not matter much to him anymore without Akito there to share his life with. He was naturally smart and so he didn't have to study much. In fact, he could have gotten first place easily, beating the crap out of all the idiots in his class. That, he had to blame himself for always playing truant when a test comes up. He does his revision thought, but only when he feels like it. Thinking all those things made him forget the time and when he finally took a look at the clock, it was five already. Amazing how fast time passes when you are just lying in bed. His stomach gave a low grumble and he smiled to himself, a little. He went to the kitchen and prepared a small dinner for himself. Usually, he had to cook for his sadistic big brother Kaito, as well but today he was not at home. Agito was glad he did not have to face that asshole's face for a few days. He hated more than anything in the world. There were a lot of reasons why anyone could have hated him for.
"It's so unfair... how come the bad guys stay and good ones always go. That bastard, why isn't he the one to disappear? Why did it have to be Akito?"
Half way through his dinner, he lost his appetite. Agito knew if this keeps up, he will have some serious gastric problems from lack of eating. But with his I-don't-give-a-fuck-about-anything attitude, he could have cared less. He washed all the cutleries and went back to his room, slamming the door out of anger. He was pissed off once again by the thought. Standing there, back against the door, he cracked his fists at the thought of Kaito. Then again, he would not dare offend him. He knows the consequences of defying Kaito. Over whelmed by his fury, he slammed his right fist into his table and injured his hand severely when the table cracked and a big piece of wood cut his hand. Blood flowed to the floor. Agito calmed down from everything. With the feeling of regret, he went to the bathroom and washed his hands. His body lacked of vitamins, so it will take quite some time for blood to clog up. He looked at the back of his injured hand. There was a cut as long as 13 centimeters beginning from his middle finger to his wrist. Small wood splinters were still visible. Without hesitation as well as using his bare hand, Agito took the pieces out carefully. While trying to do so, some of the wood splinters would cut deeper into his wound and caused it to bleed more. Agito felt no pain at all. He just did everything with a sense of regret and sorrow. He thought something like this would hurt him more that what he was feeling, his broken heart and soul was far more painful compared to this. The thought that the cut was almost deep enough to reach one of his blood vessels and puncture it didn't even bother him at all. He took the injury very lightly indeed.
He took off his clothes and went into the shower. The cold water splashed onto his face and his blue hair was wet. A mixture of his blood and water went down the drain. He stared at the wound he sustained. The wound reminded him about what once happened a long time ago. Agito fell from his Air Treks and Akito looked as if it was the end of the world. Agito laughed a bit when he thought of the horror on Akito's face. He only got a bruise on his knee and elbow and also a small cut on his left cheek. Akito was worried sick!
"Are you all right?! Does it hurt?! Do you need the hospital?!"
"Don't bombard me with so many questions. Besides, it's all right, it's only a…"
"Oh my gosh! It must hurt a lot, help, somebody!"
"Don't try to talk, help!"
"AKITO!!! It's ok, I only have bruises. I'm not gonna die or anything...Geez, don't get so worked up..." Agito screamed to stop Akito.
"Are you sure? Don't lie to me!" Akito's eyes were filled with tears.
"Yeah, it's fine, ok?" Agito said ruffling Akito's hair.
"You're lying; you said you only had bruises. What's that on your face?" Akito leaned forward and kissed the cut the cut Agito's cheek. It surprised him a little but that was what both of them would do when there was a cut, they would lean in and suck the blood out. It soothes the pain more. Blushing, Agito gave a weak smile and said thanks.
Agito did the same to his cut on his hand. It felt much better when Akito was doing it. It just does not seem the same because something was missing, something important that could not give him that same feeling, something only others can give to him. He dried himself up and bandaged his hand. He put on his clothes and went out of the bathroom. Then, he walked straight to bed and lay down. The ticking clock on the wall showed him that it was still only seven thirty, yet he felt so tired. There was nothing else to do but lie down and wait for the time to pass. Unknowingly, he fell asleep immediately. Maybe, that was better for him.
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Akito felt a sharp pain on his right hand but when he looked at it, there was nothing wrong. But it was still aching, as if something was piercing in. He dropped his spoon and it made a loud noise and startled everyone. Akito rubbed in hand so hard it made it turn red.
"What's wrong?" A girl with short hair asked. She was a tomboy. She was talking with a mouthful of rice and sitting in an impolite way. She also had an annoyed look on her face because of the sound Akito made.
"It's probably just a cramp..." A boy sitting far away from where the others were said. While he was saying that, a peculiar looking crow perched on top of his head sleeping.
"But, Ikki... It's a cramp." Akito answered.
"Then what's wrong?" A girl with dark pink hair tied up in two ponytails asked. "Stopping rubbing your hand so much, you might damage your skin."
"I don't know..."
"Just forget about it then. Hey! No stealing!" The tomboy shouted at Ikki.
"Just a little extra wouldn't hurt, Mikan-nee!" Ikki cried out.
"Hell no! That's your punishment!" Mikan said.
"For what?" Ikki hadn't done anything wrong, yet.
"For existing, obviously!" Ikki kicked hard on Ikki's face. Poor Ikki.
The Noyamano household was having their dinner. Eating at the table was Mikan, the second eldest of the Noyamano sisters followed by Ringo, the girl with two ponytails and Shiraume, a.k.a Ume who was a very small girl that is always seen hugging a weird-looking doll. Besides the three sisters, Akito was sitting with them while a very harassed Ikki sat a distance away from them eating much little than the four. That was quite normal in the house. Akito looked gloomy today though. Most of the time he would be smiling and maybe 'taking advantage' of Ikki but today there was something troubling him. He wasn't thinking about school, school was ok, not about Air Treks as well. He was in a state of melancholy and he could not find the reason why. Akito stood up and left the table, a scene never before seen by the others who were staring wide-mouthed. A wonderful sight to behold, for Ikki, if he wasn't so worried about him. Akito would only leave when Ikki left. Ikki gobbled up his meal (not much at all) and quickly went after Akito. When he reached the living room, Akito already went out. Ikki was able to guess quickly where he went, the roof. Using his Air Treks, Ikki scaled the walls of his house, and surely, there was Akito, staring at the moon. Ikki wondered how Akito was able to get on the roof; he wasn't good in riding Air Treks.
"The ladder." Akito read his mind.
"Gah! Um... What's wrong? Anything I can help out with?" Ikki asked.
"Nothing, just wanted some air" Akito answered and smiled to Ikki.
"Are you angry 'cause I didn't get all worried about your hand? Geez, you're just like a little girl." Ikki teased.
Shaking his head, Akito simply answered a 'no' and went on looking at the moon. Akito had no talent in riding Air Treks so it was hard for him to 'fly' like the others do. How he wished to be as good as all the people who do Air Treks, that is why he is training with Ikki but he never seemed to get better. The only way he could get close to the sky was sitting on the roof like this and it felt boring to him. He had seen the happiness on Ikki's face when he was in the sky. He wanted to feel that too. He could only help others get closer to the sky he had longed to fly in. He wondered why can't he help himself to fly? Ikki always said that everyone could fly but why he can't? Maybe it is that.
"Hey, Ikki-kun... Do you really believe I can fly? Do you really think that I can touch the sky like everyone else?"
"Yeah like I said, everyone can, even if it's just falling. Trust in yourself, believe in the wind, and you can fly as high as you want."
"But I can't even seem to fall well."
Ikki laughed at that reply. It was hilarious. Who could not fall? It's as simple as that. But to Akito, it was like a brain-melting math question. Ikki can't blame him. After all, Akito was not with his family right now. That must be something troubling to him. Still it was amazing how Akito accepted to stay with him and also the fact that he never misses his family. The boy was strong but that was not good for him either. He's keeping all his emotions inside of him; he does not let others worry about him. It was like something or someone was guiding him from somewhere, giving him a spark of hope that Akito himself did not know for what. Ikki just hoped that sometimes, instead of smiling, laughing and hugging him all day, Akito would show a little sorrow and come to him, pouring out his emotions and crying on his shoulders. Yes, the boy may be annoying but Ikki did not mind as he cared for him.
"It's late, we should head back, Ikki-kun." said Akito suddenly and giving Ikki a big hug, so sudden that Ikki almost fell off the roof.
Ikki had no heart to scold him right now. He let Akito hug him all the way into the house. But, Mikan and Ume did not know the reason why and just went on teasing him ("Ikki finally accepted him! We're gonna have a wedding!") Ikki was tired and went straight to his room, Akito following. Suddenly and as randomly as a pair of chopsticks jaywalking in the street, Akito fainted. Ikki rushed to his side and put his hand to Akito's forehead, it was burning hot.The cold outside might have gave him a fever! Damn it, why didn't I notice his body heat just now! Thought Ikki. Mikan and Ume were busy doing their own things and only Ringo heard the sound of Akito falling down. She ran to Ikki's room and saw Ikki carrying Akito to his bed, bridal style. Ringo quickly wet a towel and put it on Akito's forehead. Ikki was going nuts; he ran down to look for the thermometer and nearly thrashed the whole place. He ran back and measured Akito's temperature, the thermometer read 41. Ikki knew what he had to do: call an ambulance. Just then, Akito woke up and grabbed Ikki's hand.
"I'm... going...to be ...fine..." Panted Akito and to Ikki's annoyance, with a smile.
"You scared me, why didn't you say anything?" Ikki asked.
"Akito your fever is too high, you need the hospital!" Ringo was very worried as she treated Akito like her little brother, despite the fact that he's 'stealing' Ikki away from her.
"Someone... out there is feeling more pain than me...It's ok" Akito answered and immediately closed his eyes and went to sleep.
"Who?" Ikki and Ringo asked in unison.
Akito could not answer as he was already asleep. It was obvious that Ikki cared a great amount about the boy as he was still holding his hand. A fever could damage someone's brain, Akito's must be. He's delusional thought Ikki.
"Where are you going to sleep tonight?" Ringo asked. "His fever is getting better I think."
"With Akito..."
"I thought you hated sleeping with him?" The voice of Mikan came from behind and there she was standing with Ume, both giving an evil grin.
"You two didn't even help!" Ringo scolded.
"None of our business!" Both of them answered. "It's Ikki's job to take care of his wife!"
"Get out...I'm tired..." Ikki said in a dangerous tone.
He pushed everyone out and slammed the door. He stood beside his bed and looked at Akito. He was still smiling, even when he was asleep. Ikki pulled his blanket over Akito and proceeded to sleep on the floor that night.
The bond of twins are tight, when one suffers the other will as well.
Lyn: Hopefully that was good enough. Two chapters for one day in the story. I know that's lame but you'll know why after this. I'll write chapter 3 as fast as possible and hopefully I remember to pay the internet bill next time ha ...ha... Suggestions are greatly welcomed. And lastly, just for fun... I'M NOT AN OTAKU! Please R and R.