Ambrosia

by AyaxRoses

'Love. To truly love, that was one of the only things in this world that would never die. Even if you wished it to. Subaru and Kamui had grown to understand this painfully well.' An alternative ending to the final battle and a future for Subaru and Kamui to be happy together. SubKam SubaruxKamui BL-Yaoi-Shounen-Ai Past Fuuma/Kamui.

5. Aster

Ambrosia Chapter 5: Aster

Asters are one of my fav flowers. Definitions vary esp by color but Red Asters can symbolize "undying devotion" which these two have even if things are still developing and being figured out between them.

~~~February 19th is Subaru's Birthday making him a Pisces. And I over-analyze the hell out of everything. So I was looking up the most compatible astrology signs. Cancer (another water sign-both very intuitive, sensitive, emotional, etc.) seemed to fit. I've left ages vague-ish but for future 18+ content I'm quite likely will have both 18+ characters being 18 and up. If nothing else, for one less warning sake on the story and all that. Esp as we get to more mature chapters eventually For now it's still pining, some more romantic tension.

The relationship between Pisces and Cancer is from what I've read, heavily driven by emotions and intimacy. Sex and emotions kinda have to go hand to hand with these signs. And like they are one of those pairings where sex between them is always "making love" (even when a little spicy) love is such a central thing for them. I love that, I cry.~~~~

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February

Another somewhat peaceful night. Kamui's usual nightmares over his lost love seemed to give him some leeway. Unfortunately, it wasn't quite the same for his protective bedmate. One who made Kamui huff and sulk now. As he felt taken out from a nice bout of sleep when those warm protective arms released him. Subaru is trembling, crying out, tossing, and turning. When he did slowly open his dreary eyes, Kamui found the older male on the far side of the bed.

"Subaru?" Kamui grumbled out, eyes wincing tight, and refusing to stay open all the way. He subconsciously growled under his breath, seeing his protector near the other end of the bed, and not close to him as they started out. As they were supposed to be.

Kamui's cheeks lit up dusted rose-pink, mentally strained between grieving and trying to figure out whatever else has been lingering inside. He shook off the thought, hoping to fight it down for as long as possible when hearing his protector cry out desperately.

"N-no…" Subaru's voice broke out, shivering and shaking from his spot. Kamui rolled over and crawled towards the far end of the bed.

"I hate seeing you in pain like this," Kamui expressed, knowing fully well the older male couldn't hear him. The younger boy took a deep breath, fully expecting to hear more of those sad cries, and calls for his loved ones.

The young raven-haired male nuzzled his forehead against Subaru's back. His chest ached, hearing the soft, desperate pleas of the one he cared so deeply for.

"Please…" Subaru's voice called out, going hoarse, breaking up into a string of indecipherable words. His breaths quickened, and his larger form is fully shaking, jolting his sleep partner to be fully awake.

"Shh, It'll be alright Subaru," Kamui consoles. His chest aches painfully, the feeling taking over his senses. He curled up behind the larger body and slung his arms around the trembling form.

"I won't let you be alone ever again…" he promised, violet eyes-glossy and watery.

Kamui scooted up on the bed, lying so he could be closer to eye level with the taller man. His messy raven locks brushed against the back of Subaru's shoulder. He buried his eyes there, fully embracing the other from behind, bringing their bodies flushed closely together. "I'm right beside you, I'll always be," Kamui vowed sincerely, he could hear his heart pounding, wanting to go already and comfort the man that did so much for him. He was fine to take over the role, being Subaru's protector. It wasn't the first time...but Kamui knew he'd been on the receiving end of comfort far more often.

"Subaru…" This close, Kamui could hear how painful those cries, calls, and quickened breaths felt. Slender arms tightened around the larger figure they encased. The older man was shaking, thin bitten lips parted.

"Please, don't…" his pleas came out hushed, a pitiful cry. The trembling arms at his side began shaking.

"I can't lose you…" he whimpered, those warm, comforting hands were grasping for something in the air. His cries of 'no' and 'please' come out hoarse. Subaru's voice cracks at every syllable that falls from his lips.

Kamui expects to feel the protective man's pain. Losing the two people he loved the most in the world. I know I'm not Hokuto or Seishirou but… Kamui's thoughts wished to speak aloud, but fear kept them in. They halted him from finishing that thought.

Those pained cries for the sister he loves dearly and the man he's in love with would come soon enough. Kamui could feel his heart lurch, hating the way the one Subaru gave his heart to was still tormenting him. Kamui supposed he wasn't that different, yet at least he had some resolve. Moments of seeing the true Fuuma, his Fuuma once again was a blessing and a curse.

"D-don't go…" Subaru was breathless, eyes were pouring out tears. Kamui fought with himself on whether to awaken and comfort Subaru or to let him go through with the pain. Avoiding that vulnerability, feeling of weakness, he's feeling after awakening. He wasn't sure if Subaru would want that.

Kamui grimaced, painfully hugging the taller body against him, and burying his face in his neck. It would come soon enough, the part where his protector seemed the most torn. 'Hokuto...Seishirou...' Subaru would be calling for their return, he braced himself to hear those broken cries. Kamui would try to take on, take away some of the pain, as much as possible, staying beside the one he was drawn to. Kamui reached down to squeeze one of those trembling hands.

"I need you…" Subaru confessed, his voice full of love, need, desperation...he wasn't sure which of the two or if both of his precious persons were involved. Kamui hushed, as soothingly as he possibly could. Subaru's form started up shaking almost violently as the dream came to a bitter climax. The head of the raven-haired further buried itself in the older male's neck.

"K-Kamui!" Subaru screamed out his name. Something unexpected, making the younger man near jolt from the bed.

"Subaru? Y-you're awake?" Kamui called out, and trembled, not fully believing it, as the older man was still shaking. Orbs of violet-blue watered shook and widened at the sound of his name. He leaned up and gradually released his bedmate. The younger male leaned up, double-checking only to see Subaru's face stained with tears

"K-Kamui…" Subaru called for him again. tone softened and seemed far more in anguish.

"Subaru?" his voice trembled, hands shaking slightly. Orbs of violet-blue glistened and watered over, entirely full. The need to comfort and just wake the one so precious to him, from his sleep, was hard to resist. Even if Subaru would rather not be woken…

"I'm right here," Kamui professed. Even knowing the unlikely hood his words would reach, he did so. Kamui draped one arm around the taller side male's waist again. His free hand lifted, nimble tender fingers brushed away pained tears.

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Nightmare

Images flooded, haunted through the distressed man's mind. The dream feeling is far too accurate, close to a quite possible reality. An alternative to Kamui's true wish was being granted.

Even if he did protect Kamui's wish. Protect Kamui… To Lose him again. Being forced back to life again, only to see the one he had fallen for…bleeding to his death.

He couldn't do a damn thing about it. Only coming to consciousness by the time it was too late.

Fuuma still looks as cruel as ever. Aiming the tip of the blade to Kamui's heart. Perhaps a blow the Kamui of Earth assumed he'd miss.

"Kamui?" Fuuma, the real Fuuma calls out in a voice so lost, destroyed by his actions. The one he fell so hard for, was stabbed brutally, bleeding out in front of him.

The cruel form of "Kamui" soon took over. Perhaps, a loss of control occurred. Perhaps, Fuuma didn't have the heart nor will to stay in the moment ripped from his nightmares.

Kamui looked so at peace. It was almost infuriating. The Kamui of earth had won, so why was he still being looked at as "Fuuma", as the person Kamui loved the most.

"You'll carry on my wish from now on," Kamui had prophesied, finally drawing up the barrier, a perfect sphere. Golden Light emitted and healed and restored the world around him. Subaru had been brought out of his consciousness. Forced to see the wish come to fruition, the wish, come with a cost.

"Kotori and I are here. We'll always be right here in your heart," Kamui professed looking deep into amber eyes before him. His eyes glistened with pure unabashed love. "We love you endlessly. You've become the one I love the most." A weak shaky hand reached out towards the taller man's cheek.

Earth's Kamui felt tears overflowing, blurring his vision with trails of pain rushing down. Fuuma took over his senses, unable to hold back, he grasped for Kamui's hand and held it to his cheek.

"Kamui, I-all I've done… I-no…" Not on borrowed time. "You have to know I've always loved you the most…" He repressed bringing the weakened hand to his lips.

The softest yet weakened smile returned. Making the taller male fall harder for his soon to be lost love. Those beautiful violet orbs glimmered once more, full of resolve.

"K-Kamui?... You can't…" Fuuma broke out, his sense of everything snapped. "

Kamui!" he screamed loud enough for heaven and hell to hear. He only hoped now he'd go to where Kamui would be. But he knew where he was destined, how they aligned.

The taller form sobbed painfully. He was completely unmoving, holding the unconscious bleeding form in his arms. Fuuma felt his world snap as those loving eyes fluttered closed for one last time.

The Kamui of Earth never would win. As it should be. He was resigned to that fate, his true wish taking its toll by now. But this…

This was beyond suffering. "Kamui! KAMUIIII!" he screamed until his lungs gave out, his voice broke and blood fell from his lips. The thought of taking the holy sword came to his mind.

'How very Romeo and Juliet' Fuuma mused with morbidity, nearly laughing at the thought. He reached for the hilt and began to draw up the blade. Fuuma's preparing to finish this before a hand placed on top of his on.

Fuuma turned to see emerald and gold orbs shaking, turning to him with unbridled pain and anger. "Stop," he professed.

Fuuma opened his mouth to protest before being uninterrupted.

Subaru's eyes darkened, his hand grasping the younger male's wrist in a brutal grip. His eyes darkened. He resembled the "Sakurazukamori" far more than, Subaru Sumeragi. "Stop or I will force you to. You will not forsake Kamui's wish."

Fuuma turned to him at a loss. He looked at his own hands with shame. Feeling everything and nothing at once. He fell to his knees bringing Kamui along with him.

Subaru kneeled down, took his trench coat, and covered it over Kamui's lifeless form. Neither male stopped, both broken beyond words.

Fuuma hadn't stopped sobbing, crying out for what was hours, maybe even days. Subaru felt his heart die one last time. Existence was all he'd manage in life right now. Actually living was an impossibility. Living with the eye and duties that his first love left him, and the heart his second love restored and shattered. He'd stay alive to see the world Kamui wished for. His heart encased and locked itself eternally the instant his love drew his last breath.

After some time, Fuuma turned towards the other forlorn man. His eyes lit with a sense of realization. "We've both lost the one we loved."

Subaru nodded, making no effort to hide the loss for the one person capable of making him feel past Seishirou. Who he'd give his life for time and time again.

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"Kamui!" Subaru quickly shot from bed with a jolt of a start. Sweating profusely, his eyes widened, darkened. His heart was screaming at him. He's forgotten how to breathe even.

The shock of the sudden movement left the one he loved rolling several feet across the bed. Kamui's brain went fuzzy, he let out a yelp.

The very sound of Kamui's voice made the older man's heart sing. He could hear it, easily. He wanted Kamui to hear the way it beats only for him now. He wants to hear Kamui's heart.

"Subaru?" Kamui sat up, wincing an eye shut and rubbing his temples a bit. "Y-you were having a nightmare," Subaru recalled nodding or making some sound of confirmation. Beautiful, dazzling orbs of violet met with gold and emerald. That was all it took.

"Are you o-Woah!"

In a sudden movement, Subaru surges towards the one he loves. Kamui falls on his back again. Beautiful locks of raven-black fell and splayed upon the soft white pillow. The contrast and shine from the dim light made it even shinier more entrancing. Dual-toned eyes took the sight in desperately, losing his breath and nearly his mind in the process.

Recovering more, Kamui looked up with concerned eyes and quivering lips. Two protective arms were at each side of his head. Passionate, dual emerald and gold eyes sparkled with new life. Relief couldn't begin to explain Subaru's awakening here. Like this. Seeing those violet eyes sparkle brighter and more alluring than his dreams could begin to conjure up.

Their eyes locked, and Kamui let his orbs of violet-blue flutter and fully close. Entirely unsure what the hell was going on, he attempted to breathe. Softly. Slowly. Deeply. Kamui could hear his heart pounding in his ears. They became closer. Kamui's heart was accelerating to the point he thought he'd lose consciousness. His very core felt like fire.

Kamui's heart lately had been so divided. Constantly, split between breaking and mourning, and healing. And whatever this was. This was…

"Sub-AH!"

Even that became near impossible. The bed creaked at the quick movement. Legs Tangled. Hips flushed. A mess of raven-black cascaded over Kamui's nightshirt. He felt the weight of the older male on top of him. He flushed a bit, thankful for the lack of lighting.

He recalled, under more grim circumstances this was how they met in the physical realm. His first sight was Subaru collapsed on top of him, holding the severed head of his first love.

Yet, here he was again. Mourning his second love and again being saved by the kindest person Kamui had ever known. The feeling of warm arms slinking around and under Kamui's form killed his thoughts. Warmth overtook Kamui's senses.

The desire to hold, to protect came full force.

"Subaru," Kamui breathed. His eyes darkened, shivered as they looked down at the trembling form pillowing his chest.

Warm dampened trails of pain were felt against Kamui's nightshirt. He glanced down. Sight and the feeling of teardrops were the signs known his protector was crying.

His cries, whimpers were so quiet, near-complete silence. Kamui's felt his stomach lurch. How many times has Subaru repressed himself? How had he managed heartache to the point of repressing all sound? Audible evidence for any other gone.

The older man continued burying his face into the smaller male's chest. Subaru's eyes released a silent storm. Far different than earlier, when he had no conscious awareness. The silence, repression of it all worried Kamui further.

How long had it been since Subaru felt safe? If ever.

Well, it's time to change that now. Kamui smiled, an unfamiliar protective and nurturing feeling overwhelmed him.

"Su-ba-ru." Kamui's lips breathed his protector's name beautifully. Each syllable fell, a private melody for the two of them. And only them. His protectors became all he knew how to say. All he could think.

Gentle hands fluttered down and carded through his protector's hair. He brushed them in vague rhythmic motions.

"Subaru…" Kamui cooed the words.

"K-kamui c-can I-I?"

"Yes."

In came Kamui's immediate response.

Subaru's eyes widened at that before chuckling, the sound bittersweet to his current "pillow's" ears. Looking back up to see Kamui left him breathless, wordless.

Things only intensified further. Everything feels so raw, exposed. Their room was as dark as midnight. Yet, somehow it was like they saw every inch of each other clearly. Kamui was the one to lean his head down and kiss what he could reach of his protector's head.

Subaru laid back down, his ear glued itself right above the fluttering heartbeat. An intoxicating melody for the older male

Kamui could feel the smile curling up against his chest. A bit more to his senses, he felt himself burning. Images of countless times he felt innocent kisses on his forehead, head, and hands fluttered through his mind.

"Can I?" Subaru managed to get out, his breathing calming slowly by his beloved's melody. "L-like this?" He hushed out the words, feeling vulnerability, pain, fear, and deep deep love for Kamui rushing in.

"Mhmm.." The younger male hummed to acknowledge.

"Subaru." Kamui's voice resounded like an angel.

If Kamui was going to say his name like that, it was all over. He'd only keep falling deeper, further into the abyss of his heart's keeper.

Maybe that was alright.

Dual-colored eyes glistened, shining brighter than the gems they mirrored, even brighter than any diamond out there. Subaru's eyes were watery, shining with whites from the bit of moonlight.

Subaru felt the warm curls melt over his lips, knowing from experience it wouldn't fade any time soon.

Kamui hummed out a melody, one that made Subaru against his chest. The latter guessed it was from one of his beloved's anime. His form was slowly succumbing to rest once more.

The gentle humming continued, going softer, perfectly intimate. The song proceeded, blended with the melodic heartbeat, came the sound of an angel. Anecdotal evidence Kamui was just that.

Once pained eyes calmed. The feeling of being right where he needed to be was such a foreign concept before, to Subaru. To Kamui.

Gold and emerald orbs lightened before fluttering closed. Kamui felt his will to stay awake gone once Subaru fell back asleep. The sight of pained eyes closing, lips calming and relaxing-eased him.

"Good night, Subaru." Kamui breathed out, smiling as he let his fingers brush through Subaru's hair once more again before sleep overtook his senses.

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."It's February!" A cheerful voice resounded through the extravagant and spacious office. CLAMP school's very own director was beaming. His grins stretched so far his partner worried it may stay like that.

"Another beautiful month begins! We have to celebrate!" Nokoru beams brilliantly, outshining the sunny rays seeping through the windows.

His right-hand man, Suoh Takamura, breathed a long heavy sigh. He glared towards his closest friend.

The blue-haired man groaned, accepting the oncoming headache. Suoh's forefinger and thumb rubbed at his temples. The countless files on the computer and forms were piling up on Nokoru's desk.

"You've said that for every month, Director Nokoru, and look where it got us last month. " Suoh gestured towards the mountains of blank files, folders and leaned forward. Looking at the PC, exiting the new festival document, and opening a folder with countless unfinished files. "I swear you haven't changed since Elementary school, Kaichou."

Nokoru laughed it off. He reached for a fan upon his desk and waved it over his face. The symbols for love were written across it alongside a heart.

"The world's been saved from total annihilation, I think now more than ever we should celebrate-besides…" Nokoru had that glint in his eye. Telling his confidant, there was no chance he'd back down on whatever he was scheming.

"It's the month of love, Suoh." Nokoru's sky blue eyes darkened to a hue of midnight. He placed down his fan and stood up suddenly.

Had Suoh not known the eccentric man all his life he would have been surprised at the constant dramatics.

The blond's hand slapped loudly onto the desk. He curled his hand in tight and held it before himself. "You can't tell me, everyone at CLAMP school doesn't deserve a chance to feel happy, spending one night celebrating their freedom and peace! Giving countless students! And of course so many women in need of that golden opportunity! To express the strongest force of all! LOVE! After all the hardship, don't you think they all deserve that much? "

Suoh blinked, feeling a bit moved, by how serious Nokoru looks. The seemingly carefree director took everyone's happiness into account, it only made him shine brighter in the other's eyes. He always had that smile, even on the very promised day, assuring the entire academy he would do any and all things he could do to keep everyone safe, even at the cost of his own life.

"I see what you're saying Nokoru, but…"

"And besides," Nokoru started up again. The bright glow in his eyes returned, his lips curled up with mischief, features easing and relaxing to one more conniving.

"Kaichou!" Suoh warned, a force of habit slipping out again. His glares never seemed to deter the director one bit. That same energy, a passion he held when announcing, deciding upon the clamp school detectives.

"We've got some incredibly interesting transfers lately, haven't we Suoh?" Nokoru's Cheshire cat grin couldn't be hidden for the life of him nor his best friend's sanity.

"I know what you're doing…"

"Do you?" Nokoru mused, looking mischievous as his eyes lit up.

"Yes, I do. And I think it's not my place nor yours to step into their lives. They've gone through enough trauma, without one of your schemes."

"And that's exactly why they need this. After everything they've lost don't they deserve to be happy? There's something shattered within all the Dragon's Heaven, a sense of innocence lost. I can see it even in the incredibly cheerful Yuzurihai's eyes. Innocence... Something they can't get back. Our beautiful Karen Kasumi's suffered, still torn, loving only from afar. And I can still see that shattered look in Miss Arashi's eyes…" He professed again sadly, reaching his attendant. Nokoru seemed to shiver at the statement.

Neither could deny nor ever diminish the pain of the one who lost their soulmate.

"She isn't attending this semester, but when she does I want to bring something back into her life as well. A sense, a dream or purpose to make her smile, even a little bit." Nokoru further expressed, closing his eyes as he pondered his next words.

"It's not like I don't agree with you Kaichou but right now our priorities should be on-"

"And it's not just the females as well. Aoki is fighting his life's greatest battle to win back the ones he loves the most and then there's… Those two."

Nokoru fell back into his seat. He heaved a dramatic sigh. The light returning to narrowing blue eyes made Suoh shudder.

"After everything they've been through. They two deserve happiness," Nokoru added, seriously enough and kindly.

Suoh couldn't stop the helpless smile already knowing he'd be dragged into whatever was planned.

"And besides I think they're very cute together! ~" Nokoru cheered, his eyes brightening and tone fully returning to its usual cheerful self.

Suoh groaned, nearly falling over at the announcement. Just when he thought Nokoru was going to be serious today too.

"We don't have time to play matchmaking games. We have strict deadlines!" Suoh reminded him, slapping a hand upon the ever-growing mountain of papers on the desk.

"But-Suoh!" The blond pouted. "You can't tell me you didn't see them?"

"See what exactly?" Suoh wished he were better at swaying the blond, not giving in to his emotions.

"The sparks were flying! You can feel them from miles away!"

"Well yes… I know and that's why I think it's something that should stay between them. Both of those men are rather private, reserved. Pushing them when they're not ready might even backfire, making it harder for them to solve things on their own."

"But! Ooooh!" Nokoru whined, already so in love with his new project. "Both Subaru and Kamui have lost so much. They've gotten so close-the smallest push could bring them together! Honestly, they hardly even need a push!"

"Which is why you shouldn't," Suoh added firmly, staring down his best friend. He hoped to calm the fire in the director's eyes.

"But-but, it wouldn't take too long and we could have the High School and University councils working together on it!"

Suoh rubbed at his forehead again. He grumbled something under his breath. "Alright, but only for that one night!"

"Thank you! You won't regret it!" Nokoru sparkled, eyes lighting up wildly as he rose from his seat again and wrapped his arms around his friend's neck. Suoh shook his head at the hug, attempting to seem more upset but settled for patting the blond head.

"An incredible celebration of love! We'll have a ball! Oh, a masquerade! And on Valentine's Day of course."

"Of course," Suoh repeated, less enthusiastic. "It sounds like a worthwhile plan!"

Nokoru looked up at him brilliantly grinning.

"After you finish your paperwork." Suoh finished, laughing a bit as he saw the director hanging his head and slinking back into his chair.

"Oh! Suoh!" Nokoru groans, looking up for sympathy but receiving an icy glare that made him quake. "Fine."

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"As you may have heard our Highschool and University councils are working together for this year's Valentine's Day Masquerade Ball." The bright-eyed, science teacher announced. His ocean blue eyes seemed to light up at the sight of the cheerful students. Several students lit up at the mention. One raven-haired student shied away, ducking his head down his sole interest in the book before him.

"If you want to volunteer or there are several signs up lists posted in the halls. You can also contact the Highschool Council through their email and phone or visit the council office directly. You've all been messaged about the event which you'll find in your student emails," Their teacher explained further, the more monotonous deals sounding rehearsed and worn out from prior classes. Still, their strawberry-blond professor smiled kindly to the students.

"Of course this is optional. Though I find you might enjoy the event. CLAMP school takes a lot of time and work into making sure their events are enjoyed by our students," he finished announcing eyes darting towards a few 'newer' students, Kamui and Yuzuriha included." And with that, you're free to go for the weekend. Wonderful work today class. "

Kamui had practically buried his face into his book by this point. He could feel gazes from male and female students boring into the back of his head.

It hadn't helped the sliver of sunlight lit up the raven-black locks exposing a hue of ocean-blue. Making the student all the more enchanting to his admirers.

Timid violet-blue orbs looked around the classroom. The reserved student waited patiently for the exuberant students to eventually leave and go to class.

The more mild-mannered and shy students looked over at Kamui quickly. They frowned a bit before giving in and leaving the classroom.

Though there were still a few more stubborn ones who came right up to Kamui's desk.

One beaming girl approached him, looking quite cheerful as though worries ceased at the sight of her. She tapped at Kamui's shoulder. The shyer student reluctantly looked up.

Intense blue-grey eyes stared into him, holding his shaky uncertain gaze there. He noticed briefly the female's princess style hair-cut and long wavy girls. There were several females and male admirers behind her, likely wanting to ask her when she was done.

"Kamui," she began and grasped for both of the boy's hands boldly. Absently, Kamui thought how odd it was, the hold over his hands now felt neutral, nothing warm, but a cool touch like that of a stranger.

"I've admired you from afar since you first transferred here. Now seems like the golden opportunity I've been waiting for. I like you," She professed, boldly looking into his nervous - shifty violet eyes before turning back weakly. He put on a weak smile, staring uncomfortably at the hands-on his own.

"Shirou, Kamui, will you be my date to the masquerade ball?" She asked firmly, clearly though there was a bit of tension seeping through. No ill intentions. But Kamui couldn't help but get lost in his earlier thoughts. Emotions.

This was a nerve-wracking thing to do. Briefly, he wondered what his friends would do in these situations.

"I'm sorry," Kamui bowed his head. "I can't return your feelings. And I'm not planning on attending the dance anyway. There's still a lot of school work I need to catch up on," he expressed as gently as possible, feeling a bit odd. His old self turned down anyone, coldly quickly and without a second thought.

Guess a lot has changed since the promised year.

"Okay…" His rejected admirer hushed out. No longer, finding the classroom safe, Kamui reached for his school bag and headed towards the door. Unfortunately for him, Yuzuriha, his only familiar face in class, was talking with a few other classmates. She waved at him as he went towards the door.

"Kamui!" A deep male voice called out to him. The admired boy felt his head aching. Absently, he rubbed at his temples.

"I've had my eye on you the second you transferred," he professed theatrically. Brushing his hands through spiky red hair he continued on.

"I knew it had to be destiny for us to meet!" He continued. Kamui's eyes widened startled as he felt his back press against the wall. The taller male student had both of his arms caging him in. Kamui couldn't fight the scowl.

Being cornered like this was infuriating. Kamui really hated how his brain mushed up a similar scenario with those he was close to and had been close to. All of which involved conflicting emotions and individuals he felt strongly for.

"Shirou Kamui, please be mine!" His voice lowered in a way Kamui assumed he'd be more drawn to. It's not like the person was unattractive. But nothing…

Kamui wanted to think he simply hated being trapped like this, and he did, truly, for most people. Yet, there were two particular males in mind, that he knew would bring a different reaction. His second love had done the same on occasion, and recalling brought a warmth to his face. He was very comfortable with Subaru... Thinking how he might not mind… worked his brain and hormones into overdrive. That was enough to bring a slight flush to his cheeks.

"Not just for this masquerade, I want to be with you, always. You're so beautiful Kamui-I," He continued breathlessly, taking Kamui's earlier flustered look like a sign of reciprocation. "I love you! Please go out with me!"

At that, Kamui's lips curved into a pained frown. He grasped the wrist of one of the arms caging him and released himself.

"I'm sorry," Kamui expressed, not harshly, but still firm. Images of the last person who professed his love to him, who he loved painfully, made the words sting all the more.

"I can't return your feelings," Kamui offered quickly enough. He easily broke out and away from the older male. A saddened smile fell over his lips. He watched the dejected male process his comment, before bowing and taking his leave. Kamui still wasn't sure if there would be an end to this.

Sadly enough, he hadn't even made his way down the hall before being approached by another. His admirer had an unsettling lustful look, eyes scanning the younger boy up and down. He locked his lips which irked the shorter male.

Entirely put out, Kamui held out his hand. Glaring and scowling at the man, and harshly calling back. "I'm not interested. That's not going to change." A cold voice surprised the man, a voice he hadn't used since he first returned to Tokyo.

The stubborn man clicked his tongue. He mumbled something under his breath and seemed like he was going to lunge forward. Hands were grasping for the boy, not so innocently. Kamui harshly grabbed his wrist.

"Leave, now," Kamui warned, easily able to twist and turn offended. Only then did the man finally curse and mutter something about Kamui "not being that cute,"

He couldn't feel guilt, quite knowing the look over him was purely a desire he didn't understand. Desire like that without emotions… It didn't sit well with him. Without someone knowing him, to look at him like that.

Certainly, the more innocent admirers approached. And Kamui did his best not to get overwhelmed. Thankfully, he heard a familiar voice call for me.

"Kamui!" Yuzuriha's cheerful voice turned several heads in her direction.

Her friend was certain he saw a halo around her head as she walked towards him. His friend placed an arm around his shoulder and beamed cheerfully.

She noticed the deadly glares in her direction. Oh.

There was something kind yet mischievous in the smile.

"Sorry, everyone! My best friend promised if he could make it, he would go with me!" She explained all too cheerfully, earning the glare and envy of Kamui's Fanclub.

"Besides," She added on. Kamui wasn't sure if it was a plan to help him or not. She shook her head. "Kamui's heart is already spoken for. Trust me, my friend is taken 1000%, and that is certainly not going to change."

She announced, Kamui looked up at her incredulously. His mouth hung open, not even able to say his friend's name. There were angered and dejected faces all around him and throughout the hall at the announcement.

"Come on, Kamui~" Yuzuriha called out kindly. She seemed too amused at the admirer's reactions.

The poor boy was left flushed. His friend grasped his wrist and led down the hall. Picking up their pace along the way.

"Ahh, I know we have homework this weekend but still it'll be fun…" She trailed off. Going on cheerfully about plans for the weekend. As though His mind came up with a million ideas as to what she was referring to. And each one was only more embarrassing than the last.

---

Winter within the academy looked beautiful. As did all seasons, flowers bloomed beautifully year-round, and environments for birds, insects, and other small animals remained intact.

Before leaving the house there was plenty of snow surrounding the private and spacious home. Subaru left a bit earlier that day, something which made his younger housemate frown a bit. Perhaps, he had gotten far too used to being seen off.

Kamui wore his long-sleeved uniform. On top of that, he brought a coat. Although he knew he'd be shedding it upon entering the academy.

Kamui still wishes had been a little less clumsy on his way out. Nearly, falling as he slipped over a clear path of ice off the driveway. Thankfully, he caught himself this time, uninjured.

Feeling hopeless, he looked down to see he was still wearing the same shoes he'd tripped in days before. Thankfully, he had the sense to go back home and retrieve his shoes suited alongside his uniform. Rather slip-resistant and with better traction.

Granted he hadn't been as composed the day before. He had just said goodbye to his housemate. Only to descend from the first step and make a fool of himself specularly. He yelped and absently called out to the older man. It was in a blurt, still barely awake enough for the day. Thankful his protector truly had a sense for when he needed help.

"Kamui!" A panicked voice called out. Dual-toned eyes caught sight of Kamui starting to onto the harsh concrete below, and he moved faster than any normal human could hope to achieve.

The door flung open faster than Kamui thought possible. At least to stay tied to the hinges. The young student felt strong, warm arms surrounding his middle. Both arms wrapped around his waist and lower back.

Kamui's body was caught, being pulled up and forward quickly and easily. Kamui wants to feel frustrated. Knowing despite having such power and being the "savior" for the world on a fateful day, he knew he still seemed less than intimidating in stature. He wasn't much taller than Yuzuriha. Or many of the female students to begin with. It didn't help him being so slender and light to be moved around like so.

Yet, he didn't feel nor could frustrate. Not when it came to Subaru being the one saving or helping him out.

Just as he never could stay mad when Fuuma would easily pick him up. Especially when injured or a clear emotional wreck. There his second love would be, hoisting him like a princess. Kamui shook his head

Occasionally, he would be brought to a futon or couch to lie on whilst injured. The way his lost-love could easily wrap him up in his arms and pull him to a broad warm chest. Hearing the steady heartbeat of the man he loves.

I'm starting to forget the sound of that heartbeat… Kamui thinks bitterly, feels like hating himself. His laugh, smile, touch, voice…. It's there but.. becomes harder, more painful to recall. He didn't want that. Even if it meant more pain. It should stay.

Things now were quite different. His relationships and bonds would be different.

One in particular had made it hard to understand himself.

Kotori and Fuuma, those were the two people he loved most in the world.

Only two. Those had been his thoughts for quite some time. His mother's words would ring in his head. Though his heart wasn't immune to pain from losing others. From becoming attached to those around him...

Of course, he cares deeply for Subaru. Embarrassingly so… But it's different, he thinks.

What he and Subaru had was different than others. Special. Of course, as every relationship would be, but even more so. They saw into each other's hearts. Saved each other countless times. It was sometimes too intense for the world's former savior to think on or define by a single word. Kamui wasn't ready to solve all those mysteries quite yet.

Before he either can dwell on it or calm his thoughts, he's moved. Those arms quickly spin Kamui around, effortlessly. He's tugged and made to rest his head, against a familiar chest. Hearing a heartbeat so warm, so steady, and so alive ringing in his ears.

He tried not to get lost in spouting out words that would only make the other worry. "Thank God, you're alright," Subaru professes, whisper soft, his eyes were foggy, swelling up. The hold around Kamui tightened, and they're only left more intimate. Warm breath caressed his temples.

Kamui couldn't see the unwavering emotion in his eyes. Lips pressed to Kamui's forehead briefly. As they did. The touch came as naturally as breathing. The older male rested his chin on top of the smaller male's head.

Subaru kept Kamui close, protective in his sheltering hold. Kamui nearly did cry, feeling his eyes water. Someone here. Someone he cared deeply for. Tangible. Who could really see him?

If Subaru wasn't here. No, Kamui winced, chest going tight. … He didn't want to even fathom that life.

"Kamui?" Subaru asks, his eyes start shaking. He frowns feeling warm drops of emotion over his clothes.

Kamui buries his flushed and vulnerable face into the older male. He wants to cocoon himself within his protector's embrace. Kamui can't respond for a moment, not before hearing the steady, real, and truly flourishing heartbeat a moment longer.

"I'm really glad you're here, Subaru…" Kamui professes. The shorter male doesn't look up and tightens his arms around the protective man's middle.

Subaru's eyes glisten with concern. He feels Kamui resting, cuddling intimately against his chest again. He tries not to overthink it. Arms firmly pull the boy closer and closer. The movement doesn't stop until he feels Kamui flushed against him. Allowing the pained savior to feel close for as long as he needs to.

---

Yuzuriha and Keiichi did get along quite well. As Kamui predicted. The two were a bit different, quirky in their own ways. Yet, it seemed to make sense.

So his two friends were chatting amicably about the latest episode of some shounen series. Kamui's mind wandered a bit.

The reserved male felt content with his friend circle. He had to admit while they weren't close, he did miss seeing Arashi. She had a calm, collected demeanor. It helped to not be the only quiet one.

"What do you think of it Kamui?" Yuzuriha asked him, her direction point-blank.

He felt a bit uneasy seeing the two gazes on him. Kamui's cheeks dusted rose-pink, as guilt overtook him.

"Sorry, I was...lost in thought," Kamui apologized, hanging his head. Thankfully, neither made an effort to tease him. Both reading the room surprisingly well. To his benefit, there were no grandiose of overbearing expressions and questions.

He felt Keichi who had been beside him at the time. The cheerful brunette lips curled to a sympathetic smile. "Are you alright?" He asked simply, not adding on more nor pushing Kamui.

Both friends waited patiently. Kamui this time could be honest while saying, "I'm alright. I'm still not used to all this…" He gestured vaguely around himself.

Yuzuriha blinked. "School?"

"Well, yeah, and… Spending time like this," Kamui added quietly.

Yuzuriha could sense a bit of what he meant. She knew she couldn't very well say too much. Keiichi had been unaware of the promised day, and both planned to keep it that way.

That final day. Days before the end of the promised year… The recollection was still raw and bitter, especially for the chosen savior.

"I'm glad I can spend time with you again," Keiichi smiled, an earnest gleam shining in his eyes. The brunette explained and turned to Yuzuriha. "Things were lonely here for a while…" He confessed, sadly losing his usual joyous beam.

Seeing Kamui's face fall, and both friends lips crestfallen, he hurriedly followed up. He waved his hands in front of himself.

"What I mean to say is that makes me appreciate the here and now even more. And now I get to spend time with both of you." He professed so sincerely. There was something so raw and pure in his amber eyes.

Kamui felt his lips curve up, guilt falling away. For the most part.

Yuzuriha's eyes shivered as though they would water. His lips pouted out before he suddenly bolted up. Their energetic friend quickly went around the table. She wrapped both arms around her friend's shoulders. Pulling them into a hug.

Kamui wondered if this is what life could have been like, had he not been chosen for a cruel fate. Looking over and into the bright, caring eyes of his friends, he let the thought go.

There were things he very much cherished in the present after all.

---

"Valentine's Day is coming up." The exuberant instructor clapped his hands together. Nokoru hadn't been lying when he said the instructors were incredibly passionate about their subject.

With dark green hair and sparkling gray eyes, the man looked similar to Akira Iijuin. A legend amongst all of the CLAMP academy especially those studying culinary arts.

"This is a wonderful opportunity to show your love for the people you care about! So we'll start by making our own homemade chocolates."

"There are several types of chocolates to celebrate, Their instructor went briefly through the various types of chocolate.

"Of course you have "Giri Chico" or obligation chocolate given to acquaintances, family, or classmates. They serve as an expression of gratitude." He expressed first and foremost. Nearly every student nodded to that, having someone in mind they would make them for.

"These chocolates will be a bit easier to make, simpler but still showing gratitude towards the other person." Their professor continued on, taking out several different ingredients and countless colorful confectionery upon the front desk.

"Then there is 'Tomo chocolate' which is exchanged between close friends. You might want to take time to consider different confections and the type of chocolate for a particular friend in mind," He paused a bit, and scratched at his cheek. There was something bright and starry in his eyes as he continued. "It's more traditionally given between female friends, though I honestly feel it's a wonderful gesture for anyone to give their loved ones! The same goes for giving true feelings chocolates. Love should be expressed by all~" The bright shine in his eyes only magnified as he saw the looks of awe from a few admiring students.

It seemed like a default to include the first two. While they would have to do baking on their own time after this, having everything readily available and step by step was a great head start. Certainly, the students found they had at least one person they could show their appreciation to.

Kamui softly smiled at the thought, his lips curving up quietly. It was still a bit strange but nice.

"And last but certainly, we have 'Honmei Choco', which you'll want to be spending the most time on. These are given to your romantic partners. They're often given while confessing one's love."

At the words, several students went starry eyed. Others seemed nervous and fidgety in their seats. The idea of expressing love almost always has a sense of apprehension.

"I'd suggest starting on these chocolates if you have someone in mind. We have a wide variety of confectionaries and molds to go with them."

The sparkling eyes, and dreamy expressions of some students, gave away just how badly they had fallen.

Kamui avoided any gazes, quite tired of the fanbase. Although most had backed off, admiring him from afar and waiting for the opportunity to strike when Kamui was available. If ever.

Thanks to his cheerful friend, beside him, there was a change in the tide. It wasn't certain whether it was better or worse. But somehow it felt better. Rumors and speculation were going all across the school. Just who could have stolen the gorgeous transfer student's heart like that.

The popular transfer wasn't sure just why his friend jumped in like that. A part of him was glad. Yet, another part was scared to ask.

Kamui sighed. It is not like he wasn't still bound by love. He did have a man he fell so hard for. Still ached for. Yet… He didn't know what to consider all of that under the grim circumstances.

"So, what kind of chocolate do you think Subaru will like?" Yuzuriha asked suddenly, snapping Kamui from his thoughts. He flustered.

"Wh-what?"

"You're planning on making some for him, right?" It wasn't a question that much the conflicted teen could tell. Yuzuriha stated this, already deciding for her friend. Kamui knew it… Well, when it sunk in.

Kamui's violet orbs lit up glistening as he looked down towards his hand. He was sure to avoid any gazes. Though he could feel his friend's cat-like grin taking over her features.

"I… I'm not sure…" Kamui had to think through his answer. "I mean probably…" His chest filled with a pleasant warmth. Pleasant, comforting images of Subaru at his side, holding him, comforting him, and smiling so privately, so sincere. Definitely.. . Though the more he thought on it the more that warmth mixed with nerves, tension.

They'd grown far closer than acquaintances or regular friends. Yet… Kamui wasn't going to profess romantic love. Everything was so blurry…

Well, it's not like he had to name what kind of chocolates he would give his gentle protector.

If he were being honest he did want Subaru's to be the highest priority and quality. After everything they've been through and everything, Subaru has done and continued to do for him… Yeah, Subaru's would definitely be the ones he'd save for last, take the most time on.

Where to begin?

Kamui to think back to a few conversations he had with his housemate. Subaru mentioned he wasn't too fond of overly sugary sweets. Maybe dark chocolate? Although, despite those words, his housemate ate every sweet Kamui had brought back or practiced making as though it were manna.

His lips curled. His finger absently twirled through a stray lock of raven hair. What else did he know? Their brief cooking and baking escapades were memorable. Mainly by Kamui finding Subaru wasn't perfect at everything. He wasn't terrible, per se, but it was clear he spent a life focused on rushing from a job after job, with little time to care for his nutritional needs.

It was far from a flaw to Kamui at least. If anything he found it cute. A term before these past few months he wouldn't consider using to describe Subaru. There were a lot of very positive traits and words that came to mind when thinking of his protector. Still, cute didn't seem all that appropriate before. Considering the fate of their world and the man being nine years his senior.

Lately, Subaru had not felt so closed off. He wasn't pained to find Subaru carrying on his inner battles all on his own. Kamui felt a part of his world, more now than ever before.

"Kamui~" His name was chirped out in a sing-song voice. He found his friend looking uncomfortably close at him. She seemed all too amused. With such a cat-like grin, Kamui wondered if Nekoi wasn't her real surname after all.

"Yuzuriha!" Kamui huffed. He ungraciously leaned back as far as possible, giving some space between his friend and himself. He hated the knowing look seemingly all his friends had around him as of late. Even meeting up with the older Dragons of Heaven, he swore he was lost on some big secret.

"You looked really happy just now! ~" She told him, none too subtly, but Kamui was learning to expect that. Still, there was something sincere, caring behind the teasing words.

"We should get started with the ingredients before all the good ones are taken!" She insisted.

Her reserved classmate only nodded, and a bit dumbfounded. His mind still processes everything his friends have inferred about him. It didn't help, he hardly had a solid grasp of his own turbulent emotions. Honestly, he was a bit scared to talk to Karen.

So he lets himself be tugged along again. It seems to be an ongoing thing with him and his dear friend.

Kamui eyes a few of the dark chocolate bars along with an assortment of different brands. He and his baking partner take heart, star, and round molds which there were plenty of.

Soft packets of sprinkles and colorful confectionery sugars were adorned over the large classroom table. It wasn't something Kamui would be used to…

Well not for a long while. What seemed like a lifetime ago.

Well, it would be good practice. Kamui clasped a few more chocolate samples and toppings before returning back to his shared desk. His mind wandered seeing their teacher prepare a "simple" as he called it chocolate for friends. Though the sample results he displayed seemed far from. All perfectly shaped to their molds, colorful and decorated with a balanced number of heart and star sprinkles.

Their cheerful instructor gestured towards a large pot on the stove. He emptied a bag of large white-chocolate chips into it alongside a pre-measured cup of heavy cream.

"Alright, now that you've all made it back to your seats let's begin."

---

"Subaru?" Kamui called out, lying back on a newly acquired loveseat in the back of the room. He was all too comfortable lying with his legs dangling around the arm and side of the white sofa.

A new piece of furniture that Kamui knew hadn't been acquired until he moved in. And it wasn't an uncommon occurrence to see either. He hides the foolish, goofy-looking grin behind the book delicately held in his hands. Their home...

Kamui had been attempting and failing to read over one of his books for English class. He didn't know what he was thinking. Kamui's voice could only be divided in the presence of the older man.

"Hm?" Subaru responded, only glancing away from the screen in front of him for a moment. He glanced at Kamui, saw the way he sprawled himself across the sofa, and hurriedly turned back.

Kamui could see the way the older male's ears were burning. He sat up a bit to get a better look. Kamui bit inside his cheek, deciding against commenting on it. He fell back into the love seat. He knew his protective roommate was already swamped with work as of late and didn't mean to add on more. Making Subaru take on accommodating Kamui further. To the point of exhaustion if need be.

Subaru would do just that, especially if Kamui asked. Thankfully, he heard the soft clicking of keys. Looking up he could see the side of the older male's face. Kamui pressed his lips together, concealing another smile.

He tried not to dwell on those little habits of the older man and, just how focused Subaru was over the task at hand. Kamui could only place it as endearing. Subaru's nose crinkled a bit over whatever was on the virtual document. His dual-colored eyes seemed to roll with exasperation as he scrolled through a length of text.

"Kamui?" Subaru called for him suddenly. He. brought the day-dreaming male back to his earlier question.

"Oh, right," Kamui blurted out his blunder. Subaru chuckles. Honestly, he kinda wished he could be somewhat upset at the way Subaru laughed after that. But all he thought was how smooth, and warm the laughter sounded.

Subaru doesn't laugh enough. Kamui's mind tells him. He doesn't smile as much as he should. He looks best when he smiles. Though these seemed to be more common occurrences since they lived together. He couldn't help but want to see a lighter side of Subaru, more and more.

"You have a birthday coming up right? The 19th?" Kamui asked at last. The typing from before stopped. The older man spun his chair around and turned his focus on Kamui.

"That's right," Subaru confirmed, looking over the younger male curiously. His mind tried to scramble up the last time he ever cared for the day. It had to be way back when he turned 16, maybe earlier than that. He worked through countless "special" events and holidays.

"You told me a while back," Kamui responded. His lips quirk a bit, answering what he presumed to be an unspoken question. The younger male sat up fully, crossing his legs on the loveseat.

Subaru felt his eyes following Kamui as always. The way he moved so smoothly, fluidly. Kamui's shy smiles only making, all of him that much more attractive.

"So…" Kamui presses the soles of his feet together, holding them still. His crossed legs were now more spread out, resembling a butterfly. There's something entrancing as orbs of violet-blue glisten, orbs of white light are moving with emotions. His smile grows just a bit, though his gaze is shy. "Is there anything you want?"

"I…" Subaru swallows hard, throat going fully dry. His mind tries to think of a remotely appropriate response. Though his senses are failing him again, he watched the way Kamui leans forward. One hand presses and rests upon his own soft and sleek thigh. Kamui's free hand starts brushing through his silky hair a bit nervous, as Kamui waits patiently.

"Ah, N-no," the older man audible clears his throat. "There's… nothing in particular," Subaru lies and starts to turn back to his work. An overall effort to save his sanity.

"Really?" Kamui inquires, as he frowns. You look like you had something in mind. He wants to say but stops himself. He feels his nerves kick in though he can't place why.

"Really," Subaru assures or tries to. His fingers start absently playing with the side of his overcoat. Kamui watches the way they twist and turn into the fabric. "Birthdays aren't really something I celebrated…" He admits, too honestly, and his smile flips to one more bittersweet. Lips purse closely.

"I see," Kamui's eyes darken sadly. His head ducks down a bit. Subaru wants to clutch his shirt, feeling his heart sink.

He's this close to scrapping work altogether for the day. Mind quite favoring comforting Kamui over all else. "Ah, what I mean is…" He's swallowing again, looking at his lap. "You don't need to worry about getting me anything… "

Kamui's head lifts a bit at this. His face scrunches up as his lips slightly pout. "I want to though," he further clarifies. Those eager, determined eyes can be stopped by nothing. Certainly not Subaru.

"Alright, I won't stop you," Subaru feigns a surrender.

Kamui smirks at that, laughs beautifully. Subaru forgets how to breathe properly. "I still don't know where to begin…"

"Kamui. There isn't anything I need," he expresses in a partial lie. Not something you can go and buy, Subaru's thoughts proceed. Although certainly something Kamui could provide… If and only if Kamui shared these feelings.

"I'll be more than happy just spending the day with you," Subaru drawls out, only realizing he's thought aloud. Though it's the first thing he said that's so raw and convincing.

Kamui flushes a bright side of pink. This only makes Subaru realize his blunder, and he's about to add on but thinks again. Kamui isn't all that surprised, nor remotely upset. Perhaps it wasn't the most embarrassing thing he's admitted.

Subaru can feel the heat flushing up wildly in his cheeks. Kamui kept his head down, briefly, before slowly leaning up. His eyes are bright and glossy. His lips curve brilliantly.

As soon as they lock eyes again, they turn away for a moment. Subaru covers his mouth with his hands, hoping he can stop himself from making matters more complicated.

"Well, then maybe… I can make you something," Kamui starts out, breaking the silence. He had no clue how much power those bright violet orbs have over the older man. Subaru is left helpless. "At least a cake for your birthday," Kamui surmised.

Subaru smiles foolishly. "I'd really like that," he expresses.

"Well, I guess I have a start then," Kamui expresses.

"You do," Subaru's gold and emerald eyes glaze over. He can't help it when Kamui starts biting his lip again and turning his gaze away. His heart starts up frantically. "Kamui?"

"Yes?" Bashfully Kamui turns up towards him.

"You were born in July, correct?" Subaru attempts to verify casually. Though he's certain he knows. Subaru fingers absently start playing with his cost. He felt himself aching as he gazes at the other.

Kamui's pupils dilate and he's practically bouncing up to be sitting on the couch. The lights in his eyes move again, the hues of purple and blue gloss over beautifully. Kamui's lips curl up, with an even wider smile taking over.

"Yeah," He answers, feeling a bit warmer than expected. It's just a birthday but… For Subaru to recall after some time. After everything that's happened...It's sweet.

"20th?" Subaru is quite sure by now.

"The 20th," Kamui affirms and tries to not look so starry-eyed. It's to no avail.

"I'll be keeping that in mind," Subaru says, attempting to sound smoother than he feels. Like he didn't recall the date clearly, at the start of this topic. "I'll of course keep the day free for you," Subaru promises, clear sincerity in his smile. "For whatever you want."

Thankfully, Kamui does respond to that quite cutely. His cheeks are still painted a soft rose-pink, and he is beaming. Kamui's curved lips seem like it might melt off his face. It's that bright and warm. His purple-orbs widen reflecting those soft doe eyes that make their admirer weak for them.

"Thank you," Kamui says sweetly, almost whisper-soft. The two find their eyes lost within another, again. Mismatched orbs of shimmery gold and green fall into violet-blue, as though that's all they were meant to. All they needed to see.

"I'd really like that," Kamui confesses, unable to tear his gaze away. They're left like that for a few blissful moments.

With great reluctance and annoying notifications beeping from the PC, did Subaru start to come back to reality? He gave in to sitting up from the chair, closing the space between. He bends forward, dips his head down, and kisses the crown of Kamui's head.

The younger male means to respond, to say something maybe hug the older man? But he feels his thoughts still for a moment. He melts from the comforting warmth.

Kamui watches as Subaru reluctantly returns to his desk. He can tell his protective housemate is far from unaffected, as he buries himself back into work. The younger male covers himself with his book attempting to get back at his literature assignment.

---

February 13th.

A constant clatter of pans, bowls, spoons, and other ingredients kept ringing through the dorms. There were plenty of messy bowl opened bars and bags of melting chocolates and various decorations on the countertop.

It had been just like that for the past few hours. Especially as he and his boisterous friend beside him would remind him of all the people he needed to make in life.

They made a very beautiful presentation to send off to Arashi. Colorful-hearts, stars, and cat-shaped chocolates were organized neatly into their own boxed off section. Different colored tissue paper lines the bottom of the box. All with notes from all the remaining dragons of heaven were words of love and adoration. Showing how much she is loved and needed. Even Subaru wrote up a note with Kamui. They had their own shared note. Which the latter found incredibly endearing.

"I think these will be perfect," Yuzuriha announces, quite certain of herself. Her precious Inuki was walking curiously upon the floor. He brushes up against his master. She leans down to pet him.

"Is chocolate also poisonous to spirit dogs?" Kamui asks without thinking it through. He feels like slapping his hand to his face. Did they even eat? Likely not. Why was he even thinking that?

Yuzuriha looks up at him quizzically. Her smile starts soft, before widening to a grin. Soon she's falling back on the floor. Giggling and full-on bursting into a fit of laughter.

"S-sorry," Yuzuriha started, sounding anything but sorrowful. Kamui's lips pout up and he turns away. He feels incredibly childish for blurting out something like that.

"I'm sorry," She calms a bit. "Really, don't know why I found that so funny. I guess I just wasn't expecting it from you. But no he doesn't need to eat the way we would. If he did well I wouldn't want to chance it."

Kamui seems satisfied with the answer. Though he still grumbles something inaudible.

"So…" Yuzuriha pets Inuki on his head a few more times. She bends her knees and rises back up. "Did you figure out what to make for him?"

Kamui doesn't need clarification. His lips twist and change between a slight frown and pout. His face grows a little warm. Blue-violet orbs stare into one of the empty mixing bowls with interest.

Yuzuriha pokes her head around the corner. She smiles at her friend's embarrassed face.

"I think so," Kamui answers, at last, there's no clear denying he had to make chocolates for Subaru. As he did for all his friends and thus all of the former Dragons of Heaven. He can reason with this. If he wanted to.

Yet, he can admit it's fully beyond that. His connection with Subaru-it was unlike any other amongst his former seals. The least he can do, after all, Subaru's done for him, is to try to give back to him, bit by bit.

"He's mentioned before not always liking things overly sweet, though he's never had a problem eating anything I've baked before." Kamui reflects on this. He can still see the way Subaru looked blissful trying the overly sweet sample chocolates he brought home from baking class. His eyebrows furrow, making his expression quite soft and cute.

"But either way I think dark chocolate would be a good way to go," Kamui finishes. He gestures to the unopened bars of chocolate, clearly saved.

"So you're saving the best ones to make for last?" Yuzuriha teases. Though they're fooling themselves to think it wasn't on point.

"I-I'm putting time into all of them," Kamui defends. He takes out another measuring cup, strewn out on the countertop, and fills it with the carton of cream."

"I know," Yuzuriha pulls back a bit, giving Kamui his space. She still has a few more arrangements she has made for those dear to her.

Of course, she'd put her heart into perfecting a recipe for the one she loves. Even if the feeling wouldn't be required, she wanted to do just that. "I'm hoping I can make some that Kusanagi would like." She professes, her voice quotes, as though it were a secret.

Kamui shakes his head. Though he had been the last to figure that out. "I'm sure they'll be just fine...I can tell you've really put your heart into it," Kamui expresses with sincerity. His lips quirk up, slightly amused. Yuzuriha covers her burning cheeks with her hands.

"Thank you," She says, sweetly. "But know I'm putting time into all the ones I've made.." She mimics her friend's earlier proclamation, albeit quite dramatized.

The atmosphere stays quite light. Kamui laughs a bit

He starts breaking up pieces of the dark chocolate bar. Carefully, Kamui places the bowl over the pan. He watches with diligence to make sure it's at the right texture, stirring.

The shyer student looks over the molds. The traditional round chocolates maybe heart as well. Though his eyes gloss over as he looks at the mold of stars.

His mind immediately flashes to Subaru. On one hand, he hopes desperately it doesn't cause Subaru to think of the Sakurazukamori anymore than has to, and that symbol that had haunted him for so long… yet he trusts that Subaru won't read his intentions as being cruel. It's a simple candy mold after all.

Kamui takes a moment, and can't help but wonder if it's a nice gesture or not, but he couldn't help it. Stars make him think of Subaru…

His protector's kekkai. The one he was certain would never form again, protecting a world without Seishirou…

Without either of those he loves… And His wish, again denied. Kamui understood Subaru's actions past all that suffering. And Kamui was the one to keep him in this world.

To continue to live in that kind of world was against Subaru's wishes. He knew it, felt it ripping at his chest.

Though Kamui took him away from all the same. Saving a broken Subaru from the Rainbow Bridge. Kamui would do it an infinite number of times over again.

Subaru never once blamed him for it. Nor his selfishness.

You're so incredibly kind…

Through all the tragedy… Everything he had lost. They had lost. Subaru came back. He risked his life. That star-shaped barrier rose once again.

Because…

Subaru had something to protect. Even after everything. He still couldn't believe the turn of events.

Kamui flushed cherry red, losing track of time with the uncertain feelings fluttering within. He wants to capture them, take them out, examine them, and use logic and reasoning from there on out. Yet, they're entirely stubborn and only getting more intense with time.

Subaru never really explained why he came back. Although it seemed every other dragon of heaven, aside from Kamui himself, understood why.

"Careful! Kamui! You don't want it to burn!"

The emotionally-driven male breaks from his trance enough to turn down the heat on the stove. He begins stirring the mixture, with relief he finds it is still alright.

It should be perfect. Kamui thinks, scrutinizing the chocolate and ingredients. Surrounding the one he cared for as a barrier to healing the world. Maybe those little things… could bit by bit heal Subaru's heart.

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Kamui felt worry sink in. His protective housemate came home insanely late for the 4th night in a row. Raven-black eyebrows lifted and furrowed up. He huffed, especially seeing the older man tiredly stumble through the door.

Kamui's violet eyes widened tremendously, worry took over him. That same feeling only multiplied tenfold as he felt the taller figure starting to collapse.

The younger student had been wiped out. Sleeping only to wake up, alone, and exhausted. Yet, entirely an insomniac.

"I'm… sorry Kamui," Subaru's sleepy voice came out weakly yet there was clearly something sweet within it all. Kamui brushed his fingers through the messy locks of raven-black and shushed him.

"It's alright," Kamui assured, brushing his hands through unruly, yet still silky locks. They only seemed to soften under his touch. Kamui's violet orbs went soft, fully entranced.

Despite his smaller frame, Kamui was quite capable, powerful. Subaru has never treated him as anything less. Insisting on protecting, caring for him, because he wants. With an arm slung around his shoulder and a half-asleep Kamui, he maneuvers them both over. They're only a few feet away from the sofa-already with a blanket half-covering it.

Kamui is first to sit back against the couch. He carefully drapes his sleeping partner across his form. He settles with keeping the older male's head in his lap. Kamui's a little surprised how natural it felt, but again that's something special to them. Soft touches, embraces, sometimes innocent kisses-they seemed to make sense.

He hopes Subaru thinks the same, not minding this kind of intimacy. Subaru looked so peaceful, relaxed resting in his lap. They did sleep in the same bed. Embraced... Stayed so close to one another. A pretty good sign this was kosher.

Subaru starts stirring. His eyes are blurry and he looks up. Even as he bolts himself, partially up, his eye-lids are half-closed. The older man winces, making his housemate's lips curve south. There's almost a scolding look in Kamui's eyes, Subaru working himself this hard. Yet, he knows he isn't much better, quite likely more reckless. Compassion wins out and Kamui gently guides Subaru back down. His hand presses on the side of the older man's head and guides him back to resting on his thighs.

Kamui feels warm puffs of air against his stomach, and he heats up a bit himself. Though he doesn't want to pull away.

"Subaru...you can sleep," Kamui coos his name, like a treasure. He's quite glad for their privacy. Too tired to argue, Subaru yawns and falls back asleep. An equally tired Kamui leans his head against the back of the couch.

Absently, Kamui starts combing his fingers through the other's hair. Fingers trace zig-zag and a mix of patterns up and down the taller male's head and try to remember what was done for him before. There's something entirely cathartic about this all, Kamui's eyes blink sleepily. It isn't long before he's fallen into the abyss of sleep.

It's an hour later, Subaru comes to his senses, and is able to stay awake for more than a few seconds. He feels entirely bad for a number of reasons. Kamui being up this late, having to carry Subaru here, and to sleep all twisted like this... He's burning from his neck up, and sees his beloved's partially exposed stomach, first thing.

Kamui flopped over on the couch, his arms are out to the side. They're pillowing his head upon the arm of the couch. The twist seems uncomfortable but Subaru leans up to lose his breath again.

Kamui's long eyelashes seem more radiant under the dim lighting. His effeminate features are relaxed, with no worry lines or scrunch in his face. Then there's the sweet way Kamui's lips part occasionally, letting out a soft sigh.

"Thank you, Kamui," Subaru professes to the sleeping boy. While quite happy to be like this with Kamui and not in a dream. He knows the one he loves needs proper sleep. There would be a long day ahead leading up to another one of CLAMP school's lavish celebrations.

Leaning up fully, Subaru stretches out a bit. He gives one last longing gaze over the sleeping Kamui, and carefully shifts the boy around. His arms slip under a slender waist, and under his knees. Kamui huffs a bit, cutely.

He stirs a bit, before partially opening his eyes. Kamui quickly settles upon seeing his gentle-hearted protector. He nuzzles close, hearing that heartbeat. With a compliant and sleepy Kamui in his arms, Subaru carefully yet swiftly walks up the stairs, leading them back to their room for proper rest.

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February 14th-Valentine's Day

Rays of bright light reflect through the glass. Full eyelashes languidly blink open. Kamui yawns, and feels the urge to stretch his arms up, but finds them locked. When his vision comes in to focus he's greeted with the sight of familiar, warm arms snaked around him. He pulled closer until his back kissed his bedmate's chest.

Kamui leans back in the hold, indulging in the warmth for a bit. He looks at the clock, the numbers telling him it's an hour before school.

At the sign of the arms loosening just a bit, Kamui wriggles from the hold. One of his arms escape, and he frees his hand enough to hold the one pressed flat at his chest. Kamui manages to repeat the same gesture and feels the man behind him stirring.

Kamui's hand traces the protective arm at his waist, before landing upon the larger hand on his stomach. He attempts to gently guide the arms from his form after giving both of the larger hands an affectionate squeeze. Subaru groans. At the feeling of arms tightening all over again, the smaller male laughs through his nose.

"Subaru," Kamui whines. He attempts to seem more irritating, scrunching up his face, but it falls apart easily. He's all too easily beaming at the embrace. He feels needed, not as the Kamui, but Shirou Kamui. The hot breath of air at his neck, makes him freeze.

"I need to get up…" Kamui tries again and manages to wriggle a bit away, and lean his head back. Of course, Subaru had fallen back asleep.

Taking a moment to gather his senses. Kamui heaves a heavy sigh. Subaru's taken to having him as his personal hug pillow. Kamui feels warm, feeling even their legs were quite entangled.

"Su-ba-ru!" Kamui beckons him again, a bit louder, more resolute.

A part of himself is not even wanting to try to be responsible. Not to try and be up for school, when he can wake up after a rare evening where his mind is not disturbed.

A day filled with endless gossip over who stole Kamui's heart away awaits him at school. Then there were those who didn't care for the rumors being true or not determined to try and try again. As though Kamui will do anything but turn them down.

He almost wants to skip, but he's promised his friends he'd be there, go to the dance thing (and stay at least a half-hour). Not to mention the Chairman has been gracious enough to let him back into the prestigious academy twice, going to one of the events seemed like the proper thing to do. Kamui turns around in the hold.

"I want to have time to make breakfast and get ready before I leave for school… " He tells the other. His hand reaches up, delicate fingers brush up against the older man's delicate-looking face. Light and as fragile-looking as porcelain, Kamui can't help but always soften his touches. They're so smooth, warm under his fingertips.

"Mm…" Subaru starts stirring again. Kamui frowns a bit, feeling a little bad as he sees tired, slightly pink eyes.

"It's morning. I'm going to get ready and start something for breakfast," He tells him. Dual-hued eyes are foggy as they fully unveil. They're always full of tenderness, compassion, and something more so when they zero-in on Kamui.

"You can go back to sleep though… I just thought I'd let you know," Kamui hesitates to continue. "So I won't miss you before I have to leave," He finishes. Like I promised you.

Apparently, notes and texts were not so preferred. Kamui understood, being able to vocally say goodbye was the best case scenario… Though it still felt odd to wake him up for that. Even if sometimes Subaru would fall asleep afterward.

"No, that's alright…" The drowsy man replies. Subaru's body relaxes through a soft breath. He looks sheepishly down at Kamui, realizing how he's kept Kamui's legs snuggly within his own, and how arms were relentless to keep Kamui there.

He loosens the hold. A shy and apologetic smile escapes Subaru's lips. "Sorry, Kamui…"

"It's alright...I just…" The younger male feels a mix of relief and frustration.

Maybe more so with himself. They were exceptionally close this morning. So…that factored into things. "... Needed to get up," he settles on.

Kamui could break away, on his own, of course, but… he'd rather not be too hasty. A fear plagued him, accidentally using too much strength. Losing control. Hurting the one he cares so deeply for, in what would be a simple attempt to break out of a sleep driven hold.

Kamui's fully let out, and he swings his legs out to the side. They fall over the bed and the rest of him decides to sit up. He quickly stretches his arms over his head, and heads to the connected bathroom, first thing.

Subaru's tired eyes follow the younger male's movements. He smiles, it's still quite warm. It smells like Kamui.

"I'm going to start breakfast-" Kamui mentions again. Though something dawns on him and he blushes. He remembers what day it was after all… And therefore had to retrieve those.

"Alright do you need…" Subaru starts sleepily. He weakly reaches out to the one he loves, and yawns.

Subaru has to be the first. Kamui's set in his ways. His decision had been made, and the other's words can't reach him just yet. He turns towards the door.

"... Help?" Subaru finishes his prolonged question. Only to hear light footsteps trailing down the stairs.

Subaru sits up for the first time this morning. His shimmery eyes watch as Kamui disappears into another room below. A hand combs its way through messy locks of raven hair. Gem-toned eyes blink slowly. He's not quite alert enough to realize something is definitely different with Kamui this morning.

The older man looks towards the clock and groans. Still so early… He thinks, sulking a bit at his lack of sleep… due to the late-night jobs… And lack of Kamui against him.

Subaru rests his tired head against the pillow. He buries his eyes there, opting for another few minutes before he gets up completely.

Kamui keeps himself busy in the kitchen already setting up ingredients for the upcoming breakfast. Eggs, cheese, spices, rice, and so on.

Being something he hadn't made since his last home ec class. But he felt confident enough to try it. Subaru did mention he remembers liking omurice when he was little.

Though it was followed up with a quick, "But I'm not saying that like it's a request or something - you don't have to make them. Everything you've cooked for us has been perfect"

The memory brings a fond gleam in violet eyes. Kamui feels a wave of deep emotions falling over them. Valentine's Day was traditionally a day for lovers, but he well sill wanted to express love and care in his own way.

It was different but he wanted to show the people he cared for and loved, how much they mean to him.

He adores all of his friends, of course. Kamui and his friends are aware of how particularly close he and Subaru have become. There was something special there.

Kamui takes a moment before cooking, to check on the very important chocolates in the fridge. He opens the door and grabs onto the various candy bags and boxes.

He looks through various friend chocolates and is happy to see they all were in pristine condition. The little dots, hearts, cat, and rabbit-shaped sprinkles were on top of the milk chocolate hearts and circles. He looks over and inspects them and feels relieved these chocolates were good.

Then he checked the over-the-top handmade box. It was beautifully crafted together. The white heart-shaped box (she insisted) had stickers of hearts, stars, and a golden ribbon stringing it together. Beautiful pastel colors lined the bottom of the box. Yuzuriha made them just for Kamui to hold his gift for Subaru. Kamui beams, feeling the day may be tough but having kind friends like that definitely helps

Subaru's chocolate Kamui can't quite place what type of choco this would be. Yet, he hopes that's alright. It's not in that space of friends-but they're not romantic. Kamui can't find the middle balance. We'll they're Subaru chocolates. So they'll at least get the point across to him.

Opening the box, Kamui scrutinizes every detail of the seemingly flawless chocolates. But these were for Subaru…. They should be perfect.

Then to his horror, he sees the contents. He narrows down and inspects the chocolates. It would be unnoticeable, able to most, but Kamui sees it. Sees the way some of the chocolate had chipped when taking out of their mold. Decorations on top looking either too crowded or some had fallen off.

Kamui thinks up a quick plan. He did still have some chocolate leftover. And could quickly whip up a new batch of chocolates from there. Then Kamui would have to give the gift later which was unsettling. He was really wanting to have Subaru be the first to receive this.

"Kamui?" Subaru calls out to him and descends the stairs. Carefully he hides the surprise chocolates for now. And he hurriedly goes on to set up a quick breakfast.

Hopefully, this would taste just as good. Kamui is quite careful to use the right consistency with his ingredients. Carefully Kamui flips over one of the eggs for the omurice. He takes a handful of fruits, washes them, and garnishes the plate around the main course.

For a second Kamui has an idea. He opens the kitchen door and grasps for a bottle of ketchup. He writes his housemate's name carefully, on top of the omelet.

Kamui waltzes back over to the table. Subaru watched the other-looking so happy. So full of liveliness.

"Your breakfast, I know you used to like this before… So I hope I can capture that memorable taste." Kamui explains, bashfully, before setting the plate on the table.

Subaru's heart skips a beat. He looks at the cute writing of his name on the omelet. Every little detail put into this. Kamui remembering something like that-something he mentioned casually no more than once. And here Kamui was proving to be even more beautiful by the day. He's been gawking over it for too long.

"Do you… Not like it?" Kamui's eyes shift with worry.

"No, not at all Kamui," Subaru beckons for him to come closer, lean down. Subaru's tender hand cups Kamui's cheeks. He goes breathless. Fingers continue to caress softly, and the image of Kamui leaning into his touch is everything. "I'm just happy, you did this for me…"

"I didn't do all that much but…"

Subaru huffs and digs a fork into the beautiful omurice. His eyes light up at the taste alone. Kamui's pleased smile makes it perfect.

"I-I well I'm glad it tastes that way," Kamui tries to hide his excitement. But the beaming grin and glowing eyes give him away. He practically skips back over to the kitchen, preparing his own plate.

There's something beautiful about this morning. Everything seemed to fit, fall into place. As it seems when they continue to lightly converse and finish their meals.

Subaru insists on taking care of the cleanup. Kamui attempts to protest but is all but pushed into the living room and relaxes. "You've done a lot of work. So let me take care of this you can watch that show you like."

Subaru proceeds by smoothly sliding his hand across Kamui's cheeks. They warm a bit at the contact. Kamui gives him a shy but beautiful smile, which Subaru falls in love with.

"Alright," Kamui concedes and holds the hand upon his cheek. Subaru's touch, tone, and warm words are so amiable enough to make anyone melt. And so Kamui finds himself heading into the living room and lets his incredibly kind housemate do as he wished.

Subaru thoroughly scrubs and cleans the few dishes from their breakfast. While it still is no problem to do swiftly, Subaru can't help but get caught up in the awws, gasps, and other cute reactions.

Seeing more of those up close gives him that extra boost to finish quickly enough. Then there he is, sweet, innocent, and beautifully laughing Kamui. The sun casting through blinded windows, and fluorescent lights above, reflected His violet-doe eyes sparkle like amethysts, lighting up now and again as they watch the show in front of him,

"Mmm, Kamui..." Subaru beams, gold, and emerald orbs sparkle like the gems they are. Kamui finds himself unable to look away, feeling a blissful warmth, at the sight of the other. "What are you watching?" Subaru had one of his favorite smiles on. The one Kamui loved to see. One so soft, tender, and private-one that was made entirely for him, and him alone.

"Y-yes?" Kamui feels warm at his own thoughts. Thankfully, the sound of the loud commercial breaks pulls him from his thoughts.

He sees the chuckle escape Subaru's lips. He repeats the question, "Is it that same anime Yuzuriha got you into?" There's a teasing glint in his eyes, Kamui still being shy and reluctant to admit he enjoys watching fluffy BL and other romance series.

"Y-yeah it is!" Kamui stutters out, and he bolts from the couch. There's a comforting bout of laughter, and Kamui is entranced watching the way his lips move and breath comes out.

"Oh, b-but wait!"Kamui recalls, and quickly turns and rushes back into the kitchen. Leaving his partner perplexed, his eyebrows raise, and his lips press and stretch out as he murmurs a 'hmm'.

When Kamui does emerge from the kitchen, there's something elegant as he walks over. Subaru is left breathless by those soft-doe eyes sparkling with beautiful hues of blue-violet. His tiny smile, and the meek way Kamui tucks his hair behind his ear.

"Th-" Kamui stops himself. He calms through a few breaths, wanting to get this right. He presents the small heart-shaped box before his housemate.

With sparkling violet-eyes and one of Kamui's most beautiful beaming smiles, Subaru falters. He sits further back on the sofa. The second he looks upon those soft plush lips, closer this time, Subaru feels a shot through the heart. His eyes turn glossy, and the hopeless smile overwhelms his features.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Subaru," Kamui professes, looking away from the entranced eyes gone on him. The bashful action only makes his admirer's heartbeat that much harder.

Unable to form proper words, Subaru scoots over to the other edge of the sofa. He pats the seat behind him, and Kamui obliges. They sit close, legs brushing together.

"I made these for you," Kamui draws on, though he seems to be having a harder time making eye contact. He quickly hands the box to a very dazed Subaru, who still hasn't looked away from him. Still, the lovelorn man wasn't certain this was all some dream that would soon fall away…

But. "Subaru?" Kamui looks at him concerned. The gentle touch on Subaru's face, Kamui's warmth, and compassion. It could only be a reality.

"Thank you so much...I ah wasn't expecting this," Subaru trails off vaguely. He's quick to follow up and waves his hands in front of his face. "And by that I mean-" he hates the way his voice cracks. "I...I'm so incredibly happy!" Subaru expresses the world so sweetly, so blissful and he feels the weight of past pains begin to dissolve. Even just for this moment. He pulls Kamui into an incredibly tight embrace.

"You're perfect," Subaru wishes he could tell him. He settles with soft kisses on the boy's forehead, over and over again, then repeats the gesture to the crown of his head. "Is-is that okay?"

"Uh-huh," Kamui nods and looks so breathless, it makes his heart pound wildly.

"This means so much to me, Kamui," Subaru professes. Kamui spends time on this, making chocolates for someone he cares for. Kamui's tenderness and compassion truly would be the slow, pleasurable end of him, and he'd love it all the same.

"It's my first year since...I can't remember how long I've made these, but I hope they taste alright," Kamui's fingers twiddle with a long strand of raven-black hair. "So, hopefully."

"I'll love them!" Subaru jumps the gun. His dual-toned eyes widen comically so, at his blurt. Kamui is left speechless, filled with an incredibly tight feeling swelling up in his chest. His lips curve up to smile, before laughing softly, entirely ethereal. Again Subaru is entranced, helping to anything but watch and fall for Kamui all over again.

"I'm really happy too," Kamui professes softly, his features painting a little pink as he leaned closer. Kamui pressed his hand over Subaru's on the box. "You should try one, I know you don't always like sweets so I made these for you," Kamui points at one of the star-shaped chocolates. Subaru's lips curl up, admiring every little detail, the near-perfect molds, confectionaries on top, and of course, they were all made by the one he fell for.

"Beautiful," Subaru professes and looks up towards Kamui. Kamui's eyes open up in surprise. He only realizes his blunder and is about to protest. Yet, things connect. Kamui is beaming again.

"I'm so glad you think so, I spent the most time on these so-" Kamui hurriedly flushed and cut-cuts himself. He starts stumbling unable to look away from the enamored man at his side. I'm not supposed to say that! Kamui whined a bit, he loves all his friends and spent time, and well yes Subaru's did take the most time to bake-needing to perfect them….but, still.

"T-try one…"

Subaru's pupils blew up, countless emotions shook from the whites in his eyes. Gold and emerald irises were darkening, deepening. Subaru has no hesitation, as he removes the hands that buried his beloved's face. With one hand, he curled fingers around the boy's chin and turned him so their eyes would meet. Kamui felt his breath hitch.

Without turning his gaze away for a second, Subaru grasped for the first chocolate and plopped it into his mouth. Dual-toned eyes sparkled, going starry as they tasted the treat, the perfect balance of bitter and sweet. The texture was so smooth, perfect, and he knew now how much time Kamui spent for him…

Something clutched at Subaru's chest. When he finally finished the treat, he was met with viol-blue doe eyes shimmering, waiting. "Perfect," Subaru professes and hugs the smaller boy up against his frame. Kamui's brought close enough to hear the older man's racing heartbeat. He's flushed pink now, he can feel them heating up so much. Yet, he can't keep the smile off his face. "I'm glad"

"Happy Valentine's Day, Kamui," Subaru professes to him. "I'll have to return the favor." His arms tighten around protectively over his precious Kamui. "Thank you, Kamui…"

~End~

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(Next half of February is coming up; the Rest of Valentine's Day/Masquerade Ball/Subaru's Birthday and their not-a-date they go out on. Thank you for reading through my overly long chapters! I wanted to post one more chapter before my Birthday on December 1st-as I like to accomplish as much as I can before it begins. Nanowrimo is finished (the story isn't but 50k word count-done, not the novel itself but hey) and this chapter. So I've essentially done nothing but write and work this November. But it feels productive!)