Title: Kamui and Subaru's ABCs

Rating: T

Warnings: KamuiSubaru

Note: um, I tried a different style? ^-^ Thanks for reading, remember to review~

Disclaimer: I don't own Kamui, Subaru or any other characters created by CLAMP.

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E: Eleventh Hour

We are the edges of the night sky,

An endless circle around the golden cat's eye.

We are two of the same enclosed glass case,

We stay together, forever entangled in this lukewarm embrace…

Kamui and I.

The hands on the clock strikes Twelve

To be constantly on the run. It is tough, physically, mentally and emotionally. Yet Kamui and I can stay at an equilibrium with each other, we balance each other out, we were once one entity. Even now, we are one entity.

The hands on the clock strikes One

I am his echo, and he is my echo. It shall always return, in seconds, hours, weeks, years, no matter how long.

The hands on the clock strikes Two

The taste, the scent, embedded into my memories. Memories of just you, you and you. I want to be surrounded, encircled and sealed, to soak in your expression.

The hands on the clock strikes Three

We have lived for many years. Watching as the ocean erodes the rocks, shaping cliffs, watching as glaciers erode the earth into a river, watching as the wind blows in our face. And I question, if everything will one day disappear, whether it's erosion or not. And you hold my hand in reassurance, your amethyst eyes smiling, because we will stay the same.

The hands on the clock strikes Four

Like an éclair, filled with cream and coated in chocolate, I am, we are filled with our own blood and coated with each other. In this world we are small, like the light finger-shaped éclair, but to each other, to me, Kamui is the space that fills me up. The nitrogen in a balloon, the stars in the universe.

The hands on the clock strikes Five

A necessity to live in our own world is to eliminate those who will hinder, those that will interfere, those that are important but deadly and then, treasure those you cherish. I stop, to halt Kamui from walking any further. He turns around and I smile. To live without regrets. I lean forward and give him a quick kiss. To be able to keep walking forward.

The hands on the clock strikes Six

You're proud, powerful and protective. Are they properties that make up your essence? Sometimes, I can't figure out whether it is or not. I'd like to think not. I'd like to believe that I will be the only one that you will be so passionate about. What is it that makes up your essence, Kamui? For that will be my answer as well.

The hands on the clock strikes Seven

Elaboration is not a part of us. There is no need for such a thing, such a word. One look and simple gestures. One kiss, cheek, nose, forehead, lips. One touch, head, shoulder, arm, thigh. Not another word needs to be said.

The hands on the clock strikes Eight

There is no topic between the two of us that will evaporate, fade away and disappear. It is the every bond between us that ties us stronger together. No movement between us will evaporate. Emotions, expressions and most importantly, the time spent together.

The hands on the clock strikes Nine

I think about our ending as I hold tightly onto your hand. What would it be like? Where will out ending be? The day that we die? No. Even without souls, we can live on together, for eternity. There will be no ending, at least, not for you and I.

The hands on the clock strikes Ten

Our existence holds our meaning for life. You exist to be with me, and I exist to be with you. Two halves of one whole, shower me with clichés, it is fine, because it depicts us and our existence.

The hands on the clock strikes Eleven

We lived each day as if it were our last. Each hour is our Eleventh hour, our last possible moment to doing something, anything…at least it is, in this world.

Our Eleventh Hour.