Title: "Enjoy The Moment (A.K.A.: Five Things That Never Happened To Sakurazuka Seishiro Plus One) - Chap 3: 1989"
Author: J.J.
Warning: It's an AU BASED ON THE MANGA, it probably contains some OOCness, uses Japanese words and includes some spoilers.
Notes: It should have been completely different. I've no idea how it evolved into this...
Warning over notes: This fic has notes. You will find them at the bottom. Each time you see a number between brackets it means there's a note connected to the word/sentence that preceded it. However I suggest you to read the notes AFTER you finished the fic unless the word/sentence connected to the note is really troublesome for you to understand. Anyway the fic should be still understandable without the notes. Notes are merely extra explanations for who wants to know more.
Disclaimer:
"Tokyo Babylon" and "X" belong to Clamp. I'm merely using their characters because I love them... especially Seishiro and Subaru...
Do I own something here? Oh yes, I own the plot and a sensitive heart which would surely break if you give me harsh reviews, so please be honest but nice, okay?
Thanks:
To Sami The Creator for betaing this! Thank you a lot!
Summary: What a tiny little change can do...

1989 - Tokyo - Ebisu

He was quietly walking back from the private high school he was frequenting, cursing the cold weather and planning to go and buy himself a hot chocolate as he tried to warm up his hands with his own breath. Really, Kanazawa's weather was much better than Tokyo's...(1)

It was then that he saw them. Some boys were harassing a girl on the other side of the street, trying to force her inside their car. She was fighting as best as she could but he knew she would lose. He wondered if he should do something but he didn't feel particularly interested in the show, one way or another. The girl's problems didn't regard him. He didn't care about what could happen to her or to the boys. Maybe he lacked feelings but so did everyone in the city. No one cared for the girl. No one would help her. No one...(2)

"Let her go!" a young voice that felt... familiar... and yet was not, had ordered the boys imperiously and Seishiro couldn't help turning around immediately.

Apparently someone cared. Contrary to his previsions someone, a teenager probably around his age, wanted to help her. Well, said someone was going to get quite beaten up, there were too many and they were too bulky for him to face. Too bad for him and that it still didn't regard Seishiro and yet, now that the teenager was there, he couldn't turn his gaze away. The bullies were many and strong, used to beat people up but the teenager seemed to have a good knowledge of martial arts and Seishiro whistled in appreciation at how he was handling things, completely mesmerized by the teen with green eyes, beautiful green eyes really, green eyes as he had never seen before... or had he? But then one of the bullies grabbed the girl and aimed his knife to her throat and the boy immediately stilled, afraid to risk her life. That was really a stupid error on his part as the bullies immediately used his hesitation to trap him and moved to give him a lesson.

The next second, Seishiro tapped the shoulder of the one who was trying to punch the boy. As soon as the bully turned, he hit him hard enough to break a bone or two.

"Don't move or I'll kill her," the one who was holding the girl hostage told him.

"Do it," he replied carelessly, smirking slightly. "See if I care."

The girl paled in fear but his answer surprised the bully enough to allow the boy with pretty green eyes a chance to free himself and the girl. It was easy for both of them to get rid of the remaining bullies, knives or not.

The only thing Seishiro couldn't quite figure out was why he had gotten cut during the fight. He was normally more careful than that but when he had seen the boy about to be stabbed because that annoying girl had distracted him again he... he'd just had to get the teen out of danger. He'd been careless. It wasn't that bad of a cut, anyways. He'd gotten way worse injuries and he didn't mind having a new one much, but the boy didn't seem to share his feelings.

"I'm so sorry... It was all my fault. I'm really sorry..." he kept repeating. He looked as if he going to cry as he immediately wrapped his tissue around Seishiro's arm to stop the bleeding.

"Never mind, it's just a scratch," Seishiro replied absently. He gotten worse injuries before, that was true, but no one had ever fussed over so much over. It gave him a strange feeling. A warm and pleasurable one. Odd.

"It's not a scratch!" the boy stated vehemently. "You must go to the hospital and have it looked at! The doctors might have to stitch it! And they'll surely have to disinfect it!"

"I..." he began, unsure for once, over what to say. He had never humoured someone else's wishes, unless it was his mother or an elder of his Ichimon then he really couldn't avoid doing it. So why did he feel as if he had to obey this boy?

"We'll accompany you to the hospital, of course," the teen continued, unaware of Seishiro's confusion.

"I don't want to go. I don't want this story to be public," the girl whined.

"Then you shouldn't wander around here. It's like searching for trouble, don't you see?" Seishiro informed her, annoyed by her presence here. He didn't want her around. At the moment he didn't want around anyone except the boy that now was looking at him with an expression of mild reproach. The girl screamed at Seishiro that he was an insensitive bastard before running away and Seishiro felt satisfied that she had finally left.

"It's not entirely her fault. Those boys..." the boy began, apparently tempted to follow her to make sure she would be all right but, at the same time, unable to leave him.

"Why are you defending her? Is she your girlfriend?" Seishiro asked, his eyes narrowing at the mere idea as he moved to take hold of the boy's hand possessively.

"My... no. What are you saying, I don't even know her, I..." the boy stammered. "Anyway this doesn't matter. I must take you to the hospital. Tokyo Metropolitan Hiroo Hospital isn't far and... why are you holding my hand?" he asked, realizing it only now.

"Um... to cope with the pain?" Seishiro offered, saying the first thing that came to mind. It didn't really hurt much but it seemed an acceptable excuse. Not that he expected the boy to believe him or to let him keep up with it...

"Oh, um, sure, I'm sorry, I hadn't thought... I'm really, really sorry you got hurt..." the boy replied, allowing him to hold his hand and accepting his excuse. Seishiro blinked at the boy's amazing ingenuity but recovered quickly from his surprise.

"Forget about it. So are you going to accompany me to the hospital?" he asked smiling gently. That boy might be of around his age but he sure was naïve... Oh, well, he wasn't going to complain, he'd decided as the other boy nodded. Seishiro would just make sure to walk really slowly so he could enjoy the boy's company as long as he could...

Seishiro was disappointed when they hadn't let the boy keep him company as they gave him stitches. The boy had told him he would wait for Seishiro but Seishiro didn't really expect him to do it. He knew fairly well how boring it was to wait in a hospital. He sighed as he felt inexplicably depressed. He had no idea why but that boy somehow made him strangely... emotional. It would surely be better if he were to never see him again, in his future line of work emotions would certainly be an nuisance and yet... he wanted to see him again. No he wanted to do more than just see him, he wanted to mark him and keep him all to himself forever. To never share him with anyone else, he realized as he was allowed to leave the room. Seishiro knew that the probability of seeing the boy again, considering Tokyo's population was almost none-

"Here's your chocolate," the boy's kind voice told him, offering him a plastic glass filled with a streaming brown drink that smelled vaguely like chocolate. Seishiro blinked at the boy in surprise. He was still here. He had waited for him. How... odd... "Well, I fear it's just one of those drinks that taste mildly of chocolate," the boy added nervously. "I took it from one of the vending machines in the hospital, but you said you wanted hot chocolate and... I mean..." The boy's gaze dropped as he became embarrassed, his cheeks flushing slightly.

"Thank you. On such a cold day, it's very appreciated," Seishiro assured taking the cup, pleased to see the boy smile at him again.

"Are you well now? I'm so sorry you got hurt..." the boy said in a concerned tone.

"I'm fine, you can stop feeling sorry now, I'm a strong guy," Seishiro assured after finishing the chocolate in a single gulp and discharging the cup in the nearest recycle bin. "Listen," he began then. "What if we..."

A shrill beeping interrupted him as the boy grew embarrassed again and began rummaging through his bag, explaining rather nervously that it was his beeper the one that was beeping and that he was really sorry because he should have shut it down before entering in the hospital but he had forgot and he had no idea of who was calling him and...(3)

"Hokuto-chan?" the boy said once he recognised the number written on the beeper's display once he managed to fish it out of his bag. "What could she want... ARGH! I'm tremendously late for work!" he exclaimed as he realized why she might have been calling him, almost dropping his beeper. "I must go!" he stated before he began to run away, then quickly returned to Seishiro, his fingers moving to grip Seishiro's jacket anxiously . "Are you absolutely sure you're all right?" he asked anxiously.

"Yeah..." Seishiro replied bitterly, not quite sure why he felt so disappointed at the idea of being abandoned. It wasn't as if he cared for the boy. It wasn't as if they shared special bond.

"I'm really, really sorry, you got hurt, honest," the boy repeated in an amazingly serious, sincere tone. "And I'm really grateful that you helped me. I promise I won't forget."

Seishiro stared at those green eyes and knew that, despite all his mother's vows of loving him, she had never looked at him with such honesty. Green eyes... he had always had a weakness for them even if he had no idea why... he didn't want to let them go and yet...

"I've to go now," the boy said sadly, breaking eye contact as he lowered his head and then turned to run away again and... Following an impulse Seishiro grabbed the boy's wrist and pulled him back, against himself, wrapped his arm around the boy's slim shoulders , effectively trapping him, and kissed him. The abrupt kiss didn't come out as smoothly as in the movies, their noses got in the way at first and their lips literally hit against each other, but once Seishiro found the right position it felt really good, the kiss he'd been longing to give a lifetime. The boy didn't oppose it, and even if Seishiro couldn't really say the teen had participated. At first apparently too surprised to do anything besides going stiff, in the end... the boy seemed to melt into it, as if he too had been waiting for it a lifetime. They fit, that was the first thing that came into his mind, they fit against each other, holding each other, kissing each other. They were made for just that. When they parted Seishiro stared into the boy's green eyes and could see there was a familiar longing in them. He too didn't want to be separated.

"I... I have to go..." the boy whimpered, a mix between an apology and regret, that almost seemed to say 'I don't like it but I've no other choice'. Seishiro nodded in understanding, still holding him tightly against himself with his arm as one of his hands moved to cup the boy's face, his fingers trailing on the boy's lips gently.

"Never... never let anyone else kiss you. Never. Remember, you're only mine to kiss. And... when we'll see each other again... I'll offer you a whole dinner... and not only..." he whispered, a raw note in his voice. The boy nodded, dazedly and Seishiro let him go. "Go. Before I change my mind," he ordered. The boy took some hesitant steps back then turned and moved to leave. He took some more steps before stopping again and turned to smile at him gently, a smile Seishiro loved.

"Next time then!" he said cheerfully before making a small wave and then left.

"Next time!" Seishiro echoed as he watched the youth run away. There would be a next time. There would surely be . And then another, and another, and another, and they...

As he thought about what they would do during their future meeting, gingerly touching his lips as he savoured them in his mind (that boy had tasted so good, even better than chocolate...) another thought crossed his mind. Another taste, another body, other arms, other touches and he shuddered in revulsion. Before, he had never minded much those touches and those kisses but now that he had gotten a taste of that boy, the idea of getting closer to his mother again felt... really disgusting. He was already strong enough, he didn't need her anymore, not that he ever had. Seishiro was a firm believer in not keeping things that weren't of use anymore. It was time for him to work, too. He would begin that very evening.(4)

To be continued...

JJ's Notes:

1. Seishiro grew up in Kanazawa, which is in a southern position compared to Tokyo. I assume that gives the city warmer weather. Also, many think Seishiro went to CLAMP Gakuen but actually there's no proof of this, on the contrary Seishiro's uniform is quite different from the CLAMP Gakuen ones. Actually, his uniform is similar to Saiki Daisuke's... I've no idea if Saiki or Seishiro went to a private school. I just assumed Seishiro did.

2. Many think Seishiro liked to see people suffer because he was the Sakuazukamori. Actually, Seishiro said he didn't care about people one way or another. As for the girl, the episode is based on 'Tokyo Babylon', 'Dream' but I've not established whether she's Kaburagi Mitsuki or not. She might be. It's up to you to decide. The bullies, however, are the same ones who abused her.

3. In 'Tokyo Babylon' we see Subaru carrying around a beeper.

4. Yes, Seishiro means he's going to kill his mother and become the next Sakurazukamori.

JJ's Extra Notes:
For who're interested, the hospital in which Subaru accompanied Seishiro should be the one in which Mitsuki was. Seishiro became the Sakurazukamori when he was around fifteen. I assume that by then Subaru was already working and living in Tokyo. I might be wrong. In the manga, it isn't specified when Subaru moved to Tokyo. He considered his work first with what he tried to do when he met Seishiro at age nine, so maybe he began working very early and moved to Tokyo as soon as he'd finished Junior High (his grandmother talks as if Subaru hadn't been living in Tokyo for a very long time).
Oh and yes, I know, this time Seishiro and Subaru should be old enough to exchange names. They forgot. They're so hopeless.

Dictionary:
-chan: used at the end of a name to express affection and familiarity or when talking to a child
Ichimon: "Family" or "Household" or "Clan"
Onmyoudo: "Way of Yin and Yang". Yin and Yang are the male and female forces underlying the movement and changes of nature. Onmyoudo is based on the Chinese arts of astrology, divination and Taoist magic and also represents a mystical way of living in harmony with the forces of nature
Onmyoujutsu: "Art of Yin and Yang". The ability to use Onmyoudo spells
Sakurazukamori: "Guardian of the Cherry Blossom Burial Mound". The assassin who uses Onmyoujutsu to kill whomever threatens Japan

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