100 themes of kurofai

Seeking Solace

Kurogane noticed something off about Fai recently. The blonde had been

wearing long sleves every day for the past month and a half, even here

in the world they were in now. It had been at least 90 degrees every

day and their tiny apartment had no air conditioner. Sakura had been

parading around in a swimsuit top and a skirt (which caused quite a

bit of blushing from Syaoran) and Syaoran and Kurogane hadn't worn a

shirt unless it was absolutely necessary. While Fai wore a black long

sleved shirt. Even Sakura noticed the Mage's strange behavior.

"Fai-san, why don't you put on short sleves? You're going to give

yourself a heat stroke!"

"I'm fine, Sakura-hime. Just go ahead over to the pool and try to

enjoy yourself." Sakura gave him a worried look, but nodded and headed

out the door with Syaoran.

"Oh! They forge their towels! Could Big Puppy run them out to them?"

Kurogane grumbled at the nickname, but grabbed the two towels sitting

by the door an ran them out to the kids, who hadn't made it very far.

Mokona popped out of the towels an hopped onto Sakura's shoulder,

yelling something about 'giving big puppy and big kitty some time

alone.' Kurogane rolled his eyes and trudged back up to the sticky

apartment. As he opened the door he heard the crash of breaking glass,

followed by the bathroom sink running.

"Oi, Mage, what did you break?" Kurogane stood outside the bathroom

door listening, but there was no response. "Mage?" still nothing.

"Fai?" he cracked the door open a bit and peeked in to see Fai sitting

leaning over the sink with a shard of glass in his hand, staring at

his bleeding wrist like he was in a trance. There was not only this

cut, but also half-healed ones and scars going halfway to his elbow.

He winced slightly as salty tears splashed into the fresh wound, and

was about to add another when Kurogane took the glass and threw it in

the trashcan. Fai didn't look surprised, but instead he just slowly

lifted his head and looked at Kurogane with a look of hoplessness that

almost broke the ninja's heart.

"Why?" The blonde didn't really ask, more like he demanded to know.

"Why did you take it? It's my body I can do what I want with it."

Kurogane growled at him angrily, and Fai thought for sure that the

larger man was going to hit him, but instead he felt himself being

pulled into a hug. He pushed himself away weakly, but Kurogane held

steady. "Don't touch me... Don't..." Fai continued fighting weakly

for another thirty seconds before he started pulling him closer,

wrapping his arms around the strong neck and entwining his pale

fingers in short black hair. The blonde burried his face in the taller

man's neck and cried. No matter how much he loathed Kurogane for

breaking down the walls around his heart, he could never hate him, and

he couldn't push him away any longer.

Almost an hour and a half passed and Kurogane had convinced Fai to

change into something that wouldn't give him a heat stroke. The two

had then sat on the couch for ten minutes in silence before either of

them spoke.

"Why did you stop me?" Fai was the first to break the silence.

"Because. The look on your face was just..."

"Just...? What?"

"You looked broken."

"Thanks," Fai said dryly, sort of glaring a little out of the corner

of his eye.

"That's not what I meant... I meant... For some reason I wanted to try

to pick up the pieces."

"...Oh."

"Oh?"

"...Thank you."

More mushy ._.

and it was sort of off topic A_A

But oh well.