Ambrosia Chapter 6: Violet, a x/1999 fanfic

Ambrosia

Chapter 6: Violet

A/N: This chapter's flower has a lot of interesting symbolism to it. Violets are often considered the flower for those born in February (which seems to tie Subaru and Kamui even more together.) Violets have a lot of different meanings-innocence, everlasting love. As well as loyalty, protection, and healing.

Obviously, I have to use violets now. These beautiful flowers closely reflect the color of Kamui's eyes in a lot of the manga artwork. Violet eyes (or purple) in anime can be symbolic of mystery or great power. Which fits our Kamui to a T. Interestingly enough the anime Subaru has dark-violet looking eyes while Kamui's are amber. Anyway, that's the floriography today.

Summary: Love is in the air as Valentine's Day stirs up many new and old emotions at CLAMP academy. Kamui is ambushed by admirers who still wish to pursue him and those who are dying to know about his apparent mystery lover. A bit of sadness as Kamui feels torn between the painful love he harbors for his lost-love and blooming emotions he feels guilt even thinking of. The highschool-university councils' masquerade ball begins and there's a bit of romantic tension... Subaru's Birthday begins! He may fall a little bit harder for Kamui as they go celebrate on their 'not date.'

Lingering that's the only word to describe this feeling now. Even if there were things to do, responsibilities, daily tasks...it was difficult.

"I ah, should probably head to school," Kamui starts off hesitantly. He leans up very slowly, his head lifting from his housemate's shoulder.

The younger male's gaze shifted. He avoided the sad but understanding glossy eyes holding tight to him.

Kamui's fair hands went a little shaky and he feels his breath leave him when the hand on his shoulder pulls him back. Just a bit.

Kamui forms a curve between a pout and frown upon his lips.

"I know…" Subaru expresses, solemnly, but nods. Though he still has an arm back where Kamui's shoulders had been.

"Th-then I should get up, " Kamui swallows, and loses his balance sitting up. Subaru easily catches his former leader, pulling him right back against him.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Subaru asks with so much care and sincerity, it affects the younger male. Something pulls at Kamui's chest.

"I'm just fine," Kamui answers sweetly, though neither believes him fully. Subaru looks over him wearily and holds Kamui a little extra snug against him.

"Really," Kamui draws out. His mind feels a little foggy. He feels a craving for some distance to make sense of things.

Being lightheaded for far too long, leaves him feeling extra vulnerable. He's this close to just falling back against the other, giving in to the sweet, protective touches.

Usually, they'd have breakfast together (if Subaru wasn't on two hours of sleep). They would talk a bit about events from their work and school life. Or more usually exchange soft glances and smiles in the comfortable and intimate silence around them.

After, Subaru would give Kamui space to watch his shows. Usually. Subaru was aware of Kamui's embarrassment overexpressing shows he liked. Certain genres he liked to indulge in.

Though even then Subaru still sat with him and watched. Never speaking on the sappy shows his friend had got him hooked on. Or Subaru read a book nearby. But Subaru would always leave for at least a few moments to get more coffee or go for a quick smoke break. The latter which thankfully, Kamui found to be more and more infrequent.

This morning though... Subaru was beside him the entire time, holding Kamui close. All of this started when Kamui gave his protector those Valentine chocolates.

I've never seen anyone look that happy to receive a gift from me. Kamui's mind is racing, trying to make sense of this.

Kamui feels himself grow warm but not unpleasantly so. Longer, larger hands encompass his own. Violet-blue eyes settle on the fit of their hands together. Kamui feels gentle fingers brushing over his knuckles. It's soothing enough to make him close his eyes. The younger male squeezes Subaru's hand tightly in return.

They share a soft look. Sparkling dual-colored gems of eyes become glossy, brighter. Kamui can only return that gesture.

Kamui sits up slowly. It's to no surprise when Subaru arises with him. The older male takes the liberty (as per usual) of straightening out and smoothing down occasional creases on Kamui's uniform.

Kamui's gaze turned down, seeing the way even their feet seemed closer than usual. Maybe they always had been.

There's a hold on the top of Kamui's tie. A small tug follows leaving the reserved male to look up questioningly.

Subaru shakes his head. His lips curve the millisecond Kamui looks back up at him. "Take care today, Kamui."

"You too…" Kamui praises himself for not stuttering. Especially so when soft, smooth lips press softly and linger on his forehead. Maybe, he'd become more accustomed to these gentle affectionate touches before they parted...

"You're working late today?" Kamui states, both knowing it's not all that unusual.

"That's right, it shouldn't be too long tonight," Subaru hopes. He looks over at Kamui who comes back staring at their clothed feet.

"Is that alright?"

Kamui nods fervently. He has an inkling of how willing Subaru would be to change things otherwise. But certainly not the entirety of how much power he held over the painfully lovesick man.

"It's fine," Kamui pauses, looking back up at the other. His violet eyes gloss over beautifully, he hesitates before wrapping his arms around Subaru's middle.

Gold and emerald eyes widen. When they do settle they're honed in on the flushed face, partially hidden against his chest.

"I'll miss you…" Kamui professed, so soft it's likely he hadn't meant for the other to hear. If so it had failed. Subaru shivered at the profession. His arms snaked around the boy's waist and held him.

Hearing words like that...ones spoke with sincerity, melts him. When Kamui does look back up, his admirer is thisclose to just brushing his lips against Kamui. But he controls himself. Hugs Kamui to the point where he nearly squeaks and settles to kiss the boy's shoulder. "You're going to the masquerade tonight right?"

"Mhmm," Kamui answers out of breath.

Subaru's index finger and thumb captures the other's lowered chin. "Then we might be back around the same time." Subaru pauses, kisses Kamui on top of his head anyway, deems it acceptable. He's far too gone this morning. "I'll miss you too."

Kamui brightens at that. Fully uplifted. His cheeks lift at the touch of familiar lips on his skin.

"Imonoyama invited you as well, Subaru."

"I'm aware…" Subaru huffs a bit. And fully aware of just what the director intended by doing that.

"Well, I think it's very kind of him…" Kamui trails off, looking a tiny bit bashful. Entirely oblivious of the blond director's affinity for matchmaking."He even offered to buy clothes for me and Yuzuriha to wear. Between that and being enrolled on campus for free he's very generous.."

"Kamui if you want…" Subaru felt himself stiffen. His voice lowers and brushes against Kamui's ear. While still caught up in this feeling, his arms squeeze Kamui tighter.

Too lost in Kamui's innocent admiration for the other man, he practically growls. Despite himself, the director is one of the biggest supporters of him and Kamui becoming something more. But now though it's not so clear. "I'll get you whatever you want for the dance, Kamui," Subaru hushes right by Kamui's ear. He looks up, eyes quite firm. All as though he's already deciding between them.

Kamui shudders, feeling exposed. He had to fight down the hot full body shiver wanting to escape. One threatening to burn through him at the feeling of hot breath, and the sound of his protector's voice going husky and deep. Something about that maybe has been a thing. He's found himself drawn to since he realized his attraction to men.

"I'll be fine. I'm not all that comfortable in formal wear anyway so…" He shrugs, his gaze veering off towards the walls. "Or would wear it enough to own it so... I'll probably just rent something on campus," Kamui assures, not quite getting the change in the atmosphere.

Subaru doesn't waver nor loosens his hold on Kamui. His mind far too muddled up by the thought of Kamui praising another man like that to realize what should send his heart racing. The one Subaru loves wants him to be at that masquerade. A quite romantic event at that. And not to mention the very man causing such uncertainty was rooting for him and Kamui from the get-go.

"I do… need to get going now, Subaru," Kamui's tone is hesitant. He forces it to be firm. His eyes darted towards the clock on the wall. He knows to be quite insistent on this. Though his brain keeps switching between whether or not that is negotiable.

"Right…" Subaru concedes, slowly releasing the other from his hold. He watches as Kamui avoids his gaze, leaning down to grab his school bag. Subaru sulks a bit not seeing beautiful eyes meeting his own, but stops when Kamui does turn back.

"I'll see you later then," Kamui smiles shyly, eyes glistening.

"I'll see you," Subaru brushes a stray strand of glossy black hair behind his ear.

The flustered student's knees slightly buckle, still a little shaky from whatever that was earlier. Or more so all this morning.

"Bye, Subaru!" Kamui hurries out, slipping on his shoes and disappearing behind the door.

CLAMP school was as lively as Kamui remembered. Even more so during the holidays. It seemed Keiichi was right about the over the top festivities.

Overnight, the campus transformed into a pastel wonderland, drowning in soft pinks and reds. Beautiful floral archways surround every doorway Kamui has come into contact with. The hallways are lavishly decorated as they are full. There's plenty of students, couples with heart eyes chatting all throughout the halls. Many of whom were already handing heart-shaped boxes to their loved ones and confessing their love.

There's a near assortment of heart-shaped balloons tucked into the corner of the hallways. Perfectly trimmed paper crafts are hung from the walls. Most of which have the same heart shape, cupids, and of course the words "Happy Valentine's Day", in several languages throughout.

Of course, it wasn't complete without a flood of colorful flowers. Roses, lilies, tulips, carnations and countless other flowers Kamui can't quite name are blossoming down the halls. It almost took him aback, the building resembling much more of a garden than a school.

Lavish bouquets of flowers were displayed in vases sitting upon shelves newly placed on the walls. Curtains of multicolored roses were painting the same walls and framing classroom doors.

Even the ceilings were painted with floral coloring. Baskets filled with a wide variety of red and pink flowers hung down. What appeared to be vines of wisteria and cherry blossoms were filling the spaces between wreaths, rings, and lights above.

Kamui hadn't managed to make it to his first class of the day without being stopped. He felt the nervous tapping of fingers on his shoulder.

"Um...K-Kamui?" Came the boyish timid voice. Kamui whipped his head around to see a petite male student. It was a surprise for Kamui to actually look down at one of his admirers.

The student was slender, short and from what Kamui could see had very pretty features. His teal-blue hair fell in front of his flustered pink face.

"Yes?" Kamui asked. Apparently, rumors hadn't spread to everyone about his apparent relationship status. The boy didn't seem to be one to push feelings on someone taken.

"I… I… I...I know you probably don't remember me, but I-I saw you two weeks ago at the courtyard during our lunch break, Y-you…" He started nervously wringing his hands.

Kamui's eyes widened with concern, worried the boy was going to hyperventilate. He didn't have the heart to tell him that he really couldn't recall their meeting.

"You were really kind, and you stood up for me when I was being harassed by those guys and helped me pick up the things I dropped…" He pauses and looks down. The boy's fingers nervously twirled around each other.

A light goes off in Kamui's head. He did remember their meeting now. Kamui certainly remembers those jerks with disdain. That group of overly muscular and haughty guys harassing a very timid student. One about to break down crying at any moment.

Kamui had to step in, and certainly enjoyed the rush that came when he realized he wasn't in the wrong to fight back if needed, defending himself. One even tried to swing at him, Kamui easily caught the man by the wrist. The looks of arrogance turned to horror, knowing the feeling of being put in their place. Though all Kamui got to do was twist the apparent 'leader's' wrist, before he was dragged away by Keiichi. But at least there was the satisfaction of their physical education teacher, catching wind of the men, reining them in. Ultimately being suspended.

"I remember you," Kamui responded offhandedly. He misses the way the boy's eyes flutter and he flushes a darker shade of red.

"I-I've always liked you since that time…and so I… " He trails off, blushing.

Kamui gave a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry-"

"I know you won't return my feelings!" The boy interjects quickly and leans down, extending his arms out. "B-but still! I at least wanted to give these to you as thanks!" The boy professes, handing the small box to Kamui. He bows his head and runs back down the hallway before Kamui can even respond.

Well, that wasn't so bad. Kamui thinks to himself, looking at the colorful ribbon wrapped around the square box. It was actually sweet. Kamui hoped the boy would find someone to return those sincere feelings.

Unfortunately, Kamui's day hasn't been complete without several more confessions. All of which he had to turn down. Some students were polite enough to handle rejection.

Unfortunately, some encounters were far less pleasant. Male and female students alike… It seemed far too many didn't understand the word no

An assertive or more so rude female approached him. Her hand grabbing his arm stubbornly until he turned around. Her hair was cut to seem like a "princess", with long curly golden tresses.

Kamui could only assume she was from a powerful family. There was something irksome about that smirk, and air of entitlement around her.

"Kamui, I think it's only natural for someone as gorgeous as yourself to be taken. But it's equally so that you'd fit much better-being mine," She flipped her curly hair up. Kamui rolled his eyes.

"No-" Kamui immediately started and went back to class.

"You do realize who you're talking to? Considering refusing? I could provide your every need-"

Kamui glares at her. He crosses his arm under his chest. "My answer is no!" His violet eyes steel and darken," The person I love…" he pauses, voicing cracking. Or would it beloved... A hand digs itself into the side of his pants. Regaining composure, he boldly proclaims for the first time. "Is a far better, kinder person than you could hope to be. Even if I was available I'm not interested in someone who thinks they can buy me."

"Do you realize how foolish you're being?" She snaps back and glares at the trails of gossip being spoken. She whips her head back and practically growls at the others.

"And I'd say the same to you," Kamui responds coldly. He shoves the overly lavished box of "bakery bought" chocolates back to the arms of the girl. "I don't return your feelings nor will I ever!"

The girl looks surprised, her mouth hung open as though she never heard a rejection before. With a dramatic huff, she turned on her heel. "Fine. I was only joking anyway, to think you thought someone like me would consider you."

Kamui groaned, hoping to hurry to class. However, several near-identical encounters with aristocratic students occurred.

He nearly lost it when one aggravating male decided to try and back him into a corner. The student actually had the nerve to try and trap him in a wall press. His stubborn admirer's arms flat on the side of Kamui's head in a clichéd "kabe-don" fashion.

"Kamui, I've had my eye on you for some time," He proclaimed. Or some words similar, Kamui was seeing red at this point and jabbed his knee into the offender's pelvic area.

The infuriating man even tried to back Kamui up again, this time with more force. He was lucky they were stopped by the school bell. A classroom door opened and someone higher up in the academy motioned them in, already seeing quite enough and hearing Kamui's story, the woman threatened expulsion.

Kamui was finally free to go and actually got to go to class. Like he was supposed to do. Never had he been more glad to hear a lecture.

"Mnnnnggg," Kamui groans. His arms crossed in front of himself and rested on the silver table in front of him.

He buried his face in the nest made by his arms. A sympathetic hand patted him on the back. Even hidden away by large garden walls and shrubbery, there was something still nerve-wracking. As though there were still going to be a flock of new admirers pursuing him or watching him.

"I'm sorry Kamui, it seems like this morning went worse than I expected," Keiichi expressed, with an apologetic smile. His usually cheerful friend starts to absently pat the boy on the top of his head.

Kamui peered up, from the cradle of his arms. His lips puffed out to a miserable pout. He mumbled a string of curses under his breath.

"I guess I really did make it worse," Yuzuriha's voice laced with deep guilt. Kamui couldn't help but feel bad. He looked up to see the guilt-ridden girl hadn't formed anything close to a smile since she met up with him. "I thought saying before you were taken would draw some attention away but now it seems…"

"It's not your fault," Kamui sympathized, well not entirely, even if the shift in attention may have been. It's not like it's entirely untrue. He thinks mixed up in a storm of emotions and lost love. "For the most part, people have backed off, more interested in my apparent 'lover' than anything." He smiles a little bittersweet, torn up over how to begin things.

The female fan base was especially starry-eyed as rumors, as true as they may be, spread like wildfire.

All because of an off-handed comment on Kamui's part.

A young, and thankfully quite respectful underclassmen professed his feelings.

"I hope it doesn't bother you that I'm a male, saying this but I love you… as a person and yes as a man too, I'm very attracted to you," He paused looking Kamui up and down with a glowing smile Kamui may have thought more of under different circumstances.

"It's just how I am and how I feel. I fell in love with you Kamui Shirou." The soft-spoken blond professed, extending his arms out with a colorful box out as an offering.

"It's not that…" Kamui's lips curved to an apologetic smile. They only sunk further as he was met with vulnerable and watery eyes.

"Gender has never really bothered me," he admitted with all sincerity. "I just really have given my heart to another." Had given my heart away, maybe… Kamui questions himself bitterly, pain shivering in his eyes.

Since that day, students must have overheard as the rumor spread within hours. Quite a few girls were enamored with the idea of Kamui loving and devoting his heart to another male. Of course, male admirers unsure of his attractions were elated at the hope if Kamui became single again. It was 'cute' apparently he had this secret boyfriend or something…

Kamui tried to tune them out. His face was flushing brightly. Everything was burning up at the somewhat accurate rumors.

He did love another man...and lost. History repeated from his first to second love. t that he could begin to explain that to anyone outside of the Dragons of Heaven.

So he was unavailable and longing all the same. All the pain from love, but there was no relationship to speak of…considering everything that happened on the promised day. His mind has been a jumbled mess since that day...

"I understand if you want to head back home after school," Yuzuriha continues. Her soft eyes are starting to water, guilt still seeping through her. Both of his friends seem to be reflecting the pained gloss in Kamui's eyes.

Kamui shook his head. Earnestness is both a positive and entirely vulnerable trait of his friend. Or well both of his friends here it seemed.

"You don't have to go to the Masquerade at all if you'd rather not…" The young girl looked down, hanging her head. "I know I roped you in without talking it through first."

Kamui smiled for a bit. He shook his head and leaned. "That you did," he bantered, smirking a bit.

Yuzuriha looked torn between laughing and crying. Their mutual friend felt a bit awkward, staying quiet for the time being.

"Kamui…" The brunette starts tries to soothe the atmosphere between the two former seals.

However, it's soothed when Kamui follows up. "But it's already too late. I promised an important friend I'd go with her so…" He shrugs, attempting to play it off cool. Though the cute softened curl couldn't quite hide from his lips.

"Aww! Kamui!" Yuzuriha's gray-blue eyes start sparkling. Overwhelmed, by an emotion she practically leaps across the bench towards her friend. Her arms fall snug around her friend's shoulder as she pulls him into a hug.

Kamui smiled briefly but soon started trying to shrug off the overly enthusiastic hug. Still, not crazy about extended overdoses of affection. He wants to think it's like that in general, needing the same space with everyone. Although... Cheeks start flaming red, burning up recalling this morning.

Quickly, Kamui jumps into a conversation. Hoping to stop his mind from processing what feels like an inevitability.

"And I'm glad I'll be able to go alongside you as well Keiichi," Kamui expresses, feeling the other's beaming grin and bright eyes on him. It impressed Kamui, both of his friends could smile like this, after everything, lost. At the very least, innocence... "You've been helping out with the Highschool Council right?" Kamui is glad he remembers his friend telling him so.

The sand-brunette lights up. His grin extends from ear to ear. "That's right! I'm really excited about it. It's been a lot of work."

"I'll bet," Yuzuriha chimes in. Images of their hallways and classrooms alone showed how overboard this school would go. The main building would be expected to have a more elaborate setup. Something more so grandiose only CLAMP academy could manage.

"So…" Keiichi begins. He rests his elbows on the table in front of him. His chin lies upon the heels of his palms. His eyes were sparkling, as he leaned forward. His curving cheeks were held up and framed by his palm.

"Did you ask your…" He paused unsure how to frame it. A gray area that seemed to be on his friend's mind more and more as of late Kamui only denied them being a couple and looked a bit sad, lost when Keiichi mentions the other as a friend so… "Your Subaru or uh your roommate if he could come?" The brunette corrects himself as quickly as possible but it's already too late.

Kamui's lips fall and he starts sulking. His eyebrows furrow, as his features scrunch up. He attempts to make an annoyed leer-comment how it slipped out but he can't. There's not a word to place it.

"Oh?" All earlier guilt floods from the girl beside him. He swears he can see cat-like ears perking up with interest. Her smile turns to a scarily amused smile. Her eyes widen with interest and her lips curve to a Cheshire smile.

Of course, they both have the wrong idea. 'My Subaru'...Kamui thinks sardonically. Perhaps they were far too similar. Their pain now especially so.

The one Subaru fell in love with, he's still mourning that loss. For him to comfort me despite all that is so incredibly kind. Kamui's lips foolishly curve to a small grin. His cheeks dust pink, and he reasons with himself. The confusing emotions now we're bound to be something else. Hormones, pain, loss, and all comfort is a given to cause some reaction. It's bound to make his mind a mess. To want more and more of that closeness...

Kamui feels like burying his head into his arms. Or disappearing. "He's-" Kamui's voice cracks to his mortification. He hurriedly clears his throat and turns away from the eyes on him.

"He's busy with his work as is… And it's not like I'm going to impose on him," He finishes with a half-truth, not noticing the sad expression he must have been making. Nor the way his smile began shallow and pained.

Both of his friend's brightened eyes narrowed with concern.

"I mean I-told him about it… How Imonoyama allowed all students to bring friends or family to the event…" Kamui clarifies. Subaru happened to be pre-approved before he even asked the director. Kamui further explained thankfully not seeing sympathetic glances anymore.

His cheeks dusted pink. "And besides if I were to ask him outright like that it might sound like I'm asking him on a-a-"

"Date?" Yuzuriha finished for him, entirely too amused.

Kamui huffs and glares towards his friend. Though there's no real anger behind it, his cheeks are still pink. "Exactly, which it's not!" He affirms sharply, even while knowing he's grown far from intimidating. Well, around those he cares for. His eyes narrow and darken just a bit as though to get his point across. Though there's clearly something he's missing if his friends are giving him more sympathetic expressions than anything.

Kamui clears his throat, shaking his head. "At all and I… I'm not going to put pressure on him to go out of his way for something like this… Not when he's done so much for me." Kamui explains, his voice grows softer and softer with each word.

So much so that his friends share an understanding look before turning back to their trouble friend. They can't help but wonder if Kamui is even aware he does that. Aware he can't stop smiling when he mentions his "gentle-hearted" housemate. Or how often Subaru has come up in conversation the past two months.

Then there's that entirely vulnerable smile, nervous shivering violet eyes. Sometimes trembling lips. Ones that tell his friends, things are still a bit too up in the air. Coming to a realization might be a bit too terrifying for their friend to consider just yet. So there's no pressing further right now.

Kamui gives himself a once over. Blue-Violet eyes scan over his pristine and pressed ensemble in the mirror.

A burgundy blazer fit perfectly upon Kamui's slender frame and shoulders. Hidden beneath was a white undershirt. The dress pants below matched his shimmer blazer quite perfectly. The soft violet in his eyes was brought out even more so beautiful and glossy.

Kamui was thankful to find an outfit without a frustrating necktie. A simple yet elegant white rose was pinned to the side of his jacket, contrasting well against the darker fabric. The clothes hugged Kamui and seemed made just for him.

He almost couldn't believe his luck in finding and renting this especially last minute. Though he had a feeling those higher up at CLAMP school had some influence.

Being a masquerade though there had to be an extra accessory. Thus came the lavish mask Kamui held in his hands. The eye-mask was a sleek silver color as a base with traces of iris-purple swirls all around. Accenting the right side of the mask was a deep purple rose.

"Aww!" He could hear his friend squeal. Rushing in through the adjacent room of her overly spacious dorm.

"You look so cute!" Yuzuriha professed, earnestly with starry eyes.

Kamui wondered if she knew how fortunate she was to be one of the select people allowed to talk to him like that. Still, he huffed, pouted his lips out.

"I'm not cute," Kamui grumbled. Unfortunately, his friend knew him well enough to take it lightly.

"Now! Smile!" Out came the only warning before a bright flash and click resounded through the room. All leaving Kamui little time to even form a small half-smile.

"What are you doing?" Kamui deadpan still blinking away the flash from his friend's phone. Only soft giggling followed.

"Yuzuriha?!" He demanded in a firmer tone. His face blanched seeing the image and contact name on his joyous friend's phone screen.

"I'm sending it to him," Yuzuriha grinned wickedly.

"And why are you doing that?" He could feel himself burning up. Kamui grasps for the phone only to see his friend dodging and holding it away from his reach.. Completely scandalized. "He-" Kamui groaned at the crack in his voice. "It's not like he's going to see it anytime soon anyway…" Kamui grumbles and turns his head away. "Tch."

"Aww don't be too mad Kamui!" Yuzuriha tried, her eyes going soft, though her smile and tone was anything but apologetic.

"Subaru's not able to be here himself. And I'm sure he'd like to see you all ready for the Masquerade…" She explains quite cheerfully. Though she can't help but take advantage of how Kamui's expression lifts at the name of the older man.

Kamui rolled his eyes. Maybe I was a bit curious what he'd think but…. He shook his head, ready to derail from that train of thought.

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry," She lies all too obviously. Her cat-like grin only increases. She casually stepped towards the side. Her arm draped around her embarrassed friend's shoulders. He gave her a warning look.

"I'm not sending all of the pictures," She promises. Sincerity is her eyes that make the frustrated male sigh. And for the first time tonight, he believed her. "I just want to have a picture of us for the event! For my personal collection."

Kamui groaned. Already quite aware he and his 'date' would likely be caught up in getting more pictures taken by professional photographers at the dance. This was the beginning.

"Smile! Oh, and put your mask on," She dipped her head down, gesturing towards the neglected mask in hand.

The boisterous girl turned to her friend and was absolutely beaming. Kamui looked awkwardly at the camera flipped to selfie mode.

Yuzuriha was as natural as ever. Her bright smile only made her shine even more so in her dark-red, ruffled evening gown. The hem of which was adorned with beautiful lace and flowers, which fit perfectly with their theme.

Her dark hair was partially braided back with a light pink bow and ribbons pinned in the back. Everything seemed to be in place. There is a natural glow and energy that came with each picture snapped.

Kamui was certain all of the Dragon's of Heaven would feel less awkward than him now. Attempting to mimic part of his friend's energy, and not feel too awkward. Still, Kamui looked up and gave a small smile.

"Perfect!" She had said although also choosing to snap a few more follow up photos. When it was deemed acceptable, Kamui was finally let go.

With one more look at himself and a long exhale, Kamui nodded. They both headed out towards the dance.

Masquerade.

At last, the Masquerade ball began. Though Kamui was quite tempted to turn back upon reaching the entrance. The building's outward, lit and flowery decors seemed to transform the typical building into one more extravagant. It seemed it was not uncommon by CLAMP standards. T

Although nothing so far could prepare him as he walked inside. One would swear they stepped into a castle. Cathedral-high ceilings and staircases with spotless red carpet tint only made its appearance more luxurious.

Deep red curtains flowed over every entrance and exit throughout the building. Beautiful archways of roses, lilies and countless flowers of red, white and pink surrounded every door. Every single flower seemed freshly bloomed. The petals were bright, colorful, full. Every single flower and leaf seemed so perfectly aligned.

The archway certainly one would imagine of royalty. A must-have for any celebrities or aristocrat's wedding. While the themes and colors were similar to those seen earlier that day. These were even more grandiose, fresh, colorful, and lively than the ones in the regular school buildings.

The lavish ballroom was flooded with beautiful decorations. From heart-shaped signs, chandeliers, displayed bouquets, and so on. Roses, peonies, tulips, lilies, and countless flowers were adorned all through the room. Several of which were shaped into luxurious wreaths on the walls. All of which were neatly tied together by a silk red or pink ribbon.

The walls, pillars, and flooring were sparkling gold. The lighting only revealed more and more beauty. And quite a bit of his nerves reacted at th sight.

There were quite a few of Kamui's and his friend's admirers. Thankfully, the looks and smiles came from afar. And they were staying that way!

"Hey! Kamui! Yuzuriha!" Called out a familiar boisterous voice. A flash of light brown and a blindingly bright smile was all they saw before being swept aside.

He and his friend were swiftly brought and given instructions on poses and props. Thankfully, none of them were made to be too close or romantic. He supposed rumors got around, Kamui had quite the 'mysterious lover' in actuality. And his "best friend" claimed this to be the truth.

The pair of friends were surrounded by a small group of student volunteers. Many of which Kamui recalled from the council.

White curtains and frames of red and pink roses serve as the backdrop. Kamui awkwardly followed along with the instructions. A part of him already regretted this idea, and his friend's for dragging him into this.

"Beautiful!" Keiichi called out to the duo.

Thankfully, the pair of friends were released after what felt like an hour. At least to Kamui.

Yuzuriha smiled, clapping her hands together sweetly.

"You look so great I'm sure you'll be on the front page of our school paper for sure!" Keiichi attempted to sound positive and cheerful. All his sulking friend could decipher was more attention on him.

"You look good as well, Keiichi," Yuzuriha responds animately. She nudged Kamui in the side with her elbow. He nodded in agreement, already looking up for a clock or the equivalent to keep track of time.

The two more extroverted friends started talking about the day and setup. Somewhere along the way, he was introduced to every member of the Highschool and many students of the University division councils.

"Oooh! The music is live as well! It's almost magical!" Yuzuriha commented with glossy and bright eyes.

Kamui snorted. As though she wasn't surrounded or blessed with her own 'magical' abilities and allies. If he didn't know better, it would only seem unfathomable for her to have been one of the seven chosen to save those living in this world.

"Right? The music department has been swamped with so much practice for this event! Aren't they amazing?!" Keiichi boasted and chatted again with his friend. Kamui nodded on occasion to the vague topics.

Before knowing what was happening he felt a strong tug on his arm.

"Come on, Kamui!" Yuzuriha pulled him further towards the center of the room on the dance floor. His cheerful friend joyously spun around in her gown.

Kamui ducked his head down, not knowing the first place to start. He went along with the various instructions for his arms and steps.

"You haven't done this before?" They both knew the answer. His friend was all smiling. "My experience is from watching videos online so…"

Their friend stepped in. "I've been to a few of the dances here," Keiichi smiled as he took Kamui's hand in his own. "I'll be happy to teach you though it'll be easier showing you both. Here Kamui. I'll lead."

"Ok…" Kamui ducked his head down lower, ignoring the squeals and awws from fans watching him from afar. He felt an arm around his waist, and hand holding his own outright. Kamui's spare arm was guided so his hand rested on his friend's upper arm.

The meeker of the friends couldn't even keep his gaze up, far too nervous. He listened to the brief instructions and watched the movement of their feet, stepping forward, back… And so on.

Kamui could feel the gazes on them.

Surprise Call.

"Haa," Subaru breathed out. He all but collapsed onto the sofa. He hadn't even bothered to take off his coat. Dual-colored eyes shut tightly. His head fell back against the arm of the couch.

His eyes darted up towards the wall clock. Earlier than expected. He's still out. Subaru thought unsure whether to be disappointed or happy the one he loved was away at the event. He opted on a positive note glad Kamui could have some normalcy in life, as grandiose as CLAMP school was, and time with friends.

Finally, turning the sound back on his phone he was met with countless notifications. Missed calls, voice mails from several unrecognized numbers.

Then his eyes rose up, seeing the text message on top of the screen. There was an (image) text shown beside his contact, Yuzuriha Nekoi.

He sighed. Honestly, unsure when or where his housemate's friends gave out his number, or if he offered it himself. Though it couldn't be helped. If Kamui requested it himself, there was no way he'd deny the younger male.

Being head of the most powerful onmyouji family, his number wasn't exactly privatized. And having contact with those spending the day with Kamui was good for peace of mind. He was somewhat like a guardian over the younger male. So knowing if anything happened with Kamui, being contacted first and foremost was crucial.

Being Kamui's #1 emergency contact for the school went even more so.

But… This was far from an emergency. Even if the image displayed made him beam like a lovesick fool. He already saved it to his phone milliseconds after seeing who it was.

Dear God! You're beautiful.

Subaru was mentally screaming. It was almost maddening. Attempting to act (and often failing) like he wasn't completely head over heels for his housemate. And bedmate…who had quite taken to cuddling up and wrapping his arms around him.

Kamui had a small curve on one side of his lips. His eyes widened, clearly taken off guard as he was dressed in his deep-burgundy formal wear. The mask held tightly in his hand, he could only imagine made Kamui that much more alluring.

~Your Kamui ❤️~ The caption written below the image. Subaru belatedly noticed this and blushed a fiery shade of red.

He was way too obvious wasn't he? It was just so impossible to not look at the world's savior as his very reason for not see Kamui through lovesick eyes-there was only so much he could handle. His very reason he even came back to face the mental anguish that would come with re-entering reality was living beside him.

Hopefully, this was not too obvious to Kamui. Though he knew he couldn't conceal everything from him. But the object of his affections seemed comfortable around him, and not bothered or mentioning anything. So it seemed his secret was safe from the one person he wished he could know.

Before he could type out a reply, his phone started vibrating and emitting a loud ring. Subaru nearly dropped it in surprise.

"H-hello, this is Subaru Sumeragi, I-"

Laughter filled the end of the line. His blush deepened at how sloppy he had just been. The second time he answered his phone without a second thought.

"I'm quite aware," Came the mischievous voice of the CLAMP school director.

The bemused grin was evident through his voice. The blonde's eyes were twinkling. "It seems like you're available to talk after all...so these efforts won't be put to waste."

"Imonoyama? Wait what efforts? Is this about…" He couldn't bring himself to say it, fearing his heart might be ready to burst

"Of course, It's for your beloved Kamui," Nokoru teased, his eyes sparkling bright. The cheerful grin on his face only caused a slew of or admiration directed his way. Only his best friend beside him knew just what he was plotting, why he has that smile. More chuckling followed from the kind-hearted but rather conniving Imonoyama successor.

Subaru felt chills run down his spine. "Well, I'm at the CLAMP school's masquerade. So it only seems logical I'd take care of our student's needs… And one, in particular, I thought it was only right to tell you about. "

"Is there… Something wrong with Kamui?" Subaru's voice shifted to an impossible shaky, worried tone. Any worries or embarrassment fled the scene at the notion it could be a possibility. Though he doubted the school's director would sound so amused if it were serious.

"Not to worry. Kamui is safe and sound. Though I can't help but notice he keeps looking a bit forlorn, glancing around like he's looking for someone. Someone, it seems he was perhaps a bit too hesitant to invite after all…" He forms a mock-sigh, setting the bait.

"Kamui's alright though?" Subaru couldn't help but ask for clarification. His voice went entirely soft, especially at the name of the one he loved so deeply. The thought of a saddened Kamui felt like poison in his stomach.

"Wow, you're really serious about him, aren't you?" Nokoru's voice laced in surprise as he ignored his chief-assistant trying to get him to actually get to work and converse with the council members. He brushed it off.

One minute Suoh! This is important!

Subaru heard words hushed through the line. He sighed. Still, he didn't see the harm in denying what was apparent. "Yes, of course, I care deeply for Kamui."

"Excellent!" Nokoru's cheeky grin took over. "Then you won't mind coming by to the Masquerade."

"Right now?"

"But, of course. Time is of the essence. While I do admit tending to the needs of ladies and their smiles takes a special priority… I can't help but want to do the same for our dear Kamui. And…" There came that mischievous, chill-inducing laughter. "I have a feeling you'd prefer to bring the one to bring our Kamui's smile back! Though I'm happy to take over the job if you're truly too busy."

Game set and match.

Subaru clenched the phone in his hand painfully tight. He couldn't respond, mind seething with irrational jealousy. Even knowing this was all just part of the director's games… The thought of Kamui smiling for another potentially wooing him was maddening. Nokoru being off the top bachelor's in all of Japan didn't help much with insecurities.

"I suppose, for Kamui's sake. I will have to get ready but I'll see what I can do…" Subaru expressed cooly, though his voice faltered.

"Oh, I know you will. And there may be special measures prepared to ensure you do just that!"

"There's what-" Click. The phone line went dead.

A loud knock on the doorbell followed. Subaru was cautious and a bit unnerved the guest had something to do with that call.

By the time Subaru had gathered himself and went to the door, the guest was gone. He couldn't see whoever it was but sensed a rather innocent presence rushing away. One probably dragged into this scheme.

Sure enough, there was a long white box with a large red ribbon covering it. Subaru's name inscribed on the top.

He knelt down to reach for the box and brought it inside. Hearing the door shut behind him he slowly, cautiously undid the ribbon and opened the box.

His eyes widened though, considering everything this evening they still just as quickly. Holding the box with one hand he could see the extravagant outfit inside. A sleek red suit, with a silky black undershirt. One that unknowingly to him, would blend quite well with Kamui's own attire.

Subaru sits down to use both hands to look over the outfit. He sees a sparkling gold mask with emerald shaped jewels and a beautifully dyed-green rose on the side.

The note flying out of the box confirmed his suspicions.

"We'll see you at the Masquerade. Let's not keep Kamui waiting~"

The note reads out and Subaru rolled his eyes. He held up the attire over himself and sighed.

This all felt like a clear setup. One he should knockoff from the start. Kamui would enjoy his time with his friends at least a bit. This wasn't necessary, he'd only be making himself more obvious.

On the other hand, if there was a chance this would make Kamui happy. And prevent unwanted admirers from attempting to win over the boy's heart. Well, then he'd have to come to the more logical solution, according to his love clouded mind.

Moonlight Dance.

Kamui Shirou had one foot out the door by the first hour of the masquerade. Between clumsily being dragged into dancing with his friends, and turning down various admirers, he was exhausted. The lights were dimming and songs only seemed to get slower. At least for the moment, and it seemed like an ideal time to take a break.

Thankfully, he was given some time to rest, have a sip of a drink, and sat amicably by his friends at the farthest table from the crowds of students.

Kamui saw his own saddened reflection looking into the cup. Bitterly he smiled, taunting himself for being foolish. Staying that bit longer just in case there was a chance he could see his roommate for a few moments at the event.

A tap at the shoulder brought Kamui out of his longing. Tired violet eyes glanced up to see an all too amused school director peering over him. His eyes fluttered open and sparkled with mischievous intent.

Kamui looked up curiously, unsure how to frame the question.

Thankfully the charismatic blond answered for him. "It seems we had a certain guest show up last minute." His grin stretched far and wide.

Nokoru pointed towards a far off door and winked. Kamui caught sight of a tall, familiar figure and presence he rose to his feet.

His legs had a way of carrying him towards the nearest doorway. He missed the many knowing, quite happy smiles his friends held. It was too hard to focus, Kamui couldn't even explain it. Coming closer he only confirmed who the late-night visitor was. He clutched his chest, feet rushing, faster before he came towards the exit.

The sight of the tall elegant figure made his breath hitch. He opened the door and stepped a few feet before immediately being met with tender gold and emerald eyes. Ones that thankfully were not hidden nor hindered by the comparing mask.

"Subaru?" Kamui called out to him a bit quietly. He could feel his knees starting to buckle. The older male nodded and beamed beautifully, easily rivaling the full sparkling moon overhead.

"What are you doing here?" Kamui asked, dumbfounded. Certainly, seeing him here was an improbability yet an all too welcome one. He stepped a bit closer, noticed the way the moon highlighted the glossy deep-red formal wear.

"I'm glad I made it in time," Subaru only says, taking a step further.

Kamui goes immobile, unsure if he can handle being closer. The blur of mixed emotions from earlier this morning came back to plague his thoughts. Nervously deciding to step forward, Kamui bumped into the side of a marble fountain. One unconsidered and hardly noticed until right now.

"Woah!" Kamui yelped out. His timing was unfortunate as the millisecond his foot bumped against the bottom of the fountain, the lights around it brightened. The sound of rushing water started up, making the boy nearly stumble back into the water.

"Kamui!" Subaru had called for him. His arms instinctively reached for and wrapped around Kamui's waist and upper back.

Kamui's arms moved quickly, grasping on to the taller man's broad shoulders for stability. He hadn't expected to lean that close while doing so. Their noses brushed. Both men turned a bright shade of pink and looked away, very carefully pulling apart. Well, slightly, their hands found themselves fitting together once more.

"Sorry!" Kamui profusely apologized, feeling his chest ache more. He felt a bit lightheaded and leaned forward to rest his head on his protector's shoulders. "I wasn't expecting

that to go off just now…"

"It's perfectly fine," Subaru expresses. Though some guilt wells up as he felt himself yet again, just seconds away from catching himself from stealing his crush's lips just then. He knew he would have to meditate, work harder on staying even more in control. Right now he could only reprimand himself for his reactions all day. His mind was dangerously far gone, feeling the one he loved clinging to him. Well, that didn't help matters either.

"Bad timing I guess…" Kamui mumbles out, rubbing a bit at his neck. The older man is brought out of his muddled thoughts.

"Yeah, bad timing," Subaru repeated, though he looked through the window and glared. Quite certain there were other forces at play here.

"Hm?" Kamui looked up at him curiously. Subaru shook his head.

"Nothing." He told the other and sat down at the side of the flowing and glistening fountain. The bright pink and red lights from earlier dimmed, soft Instrumental music began to play in the background. Subaru fought back the urge to groan at this.

He pats the seat beside himself. Kamui sat beside him without hesitancy, their hands still connected after all.

"Um...w-was work okay?" Kamui asks to break the tension and silence the thoughts in his head. His light-headed feeling was normal, this was a nerve-wracking and populated event day after all. Or so he tells himself.

"I-" Subaru stopped on his explanation. He sees the way Kamui shuffles his fingers down the side of his hair in a zigzag pattern. All too nervous for whatever reason.

A bit too preoccupied, feeling and sensing Kamui earlier, he hadn't gotten a close enough look. It was decidedly dangerous he was doing just that. His hand quickly took over where Kamui's had left off.

Beautiful violet-blue orbs keep sparkling. They're simply dazzling as they were illuminated by the soft pink lighting. Dual-hued eyes couldn't help themselves, hungrily taking in every millimeter of the one he held so dear. The sleek burgundy suit seemingly tailored just for Kamui, and the beautiful mask whose curves of deep amethyst only brought out the brilliance in already alluring eyes.

"Work was fine." The older man's mouth went dry. Thankfully, Kamui had closed his eyes. There was something to be said about how well the violet-colored rose looked at the side of his beloved's mask. It was easy to picture the younger male with a flower, cutely brushed behind his ear. Possibly blushing a deep red that made the usually composed man (or so he used to be) lose his breath in an instant.

"That's good," Kamui leans his head to the side. He gracefully tilts his form further off until his head is nestled comfortably against the side of Subaru's neck.

Subaru takes it as a positive sign. Kamui is initiating, soft holds and touches like this. He couldn't help but wrap his arm content around Kamui's waist. He pulls them close until their hips brush snuggly beside each other. The protective man can't help but feel a craving for more, even if he can control himself enough. His mind loved to wander, desire, and love beyond all reason.

The fantasy of Kamui a bit closer sitting on the older man's lap flashed before himself. Subaru's cheeks started burning. The flustered man imagines the feeling of the slender male's weight on him, their bodies flush and facing one another.

The younger male starts humming. Blissfully unaware.

"Was school alright for you?" Subaru manages to ask.

"It was… OK." Kamui sighs, looking up and frowning. The smoothness in his face starts to crinkle. A quick mental debate begins before he decides to continue on. "Being the day it is. There' been a lot of unwanted Um… Confessions? It's been a little tiring… " Kamui more fully explains. His lips pressed together tightly. Though there's a more than a little annoyance flashing through his eyes as he frowns at recollections.

There's a bit of an irritation induced twitch in the taller male's eye as he listens. He turns to look back down at Kamui, processing the information. He doesn't doubt for a millisecond the gorgeous student was popular.

"Some were more persistent than others. Ughh," Kamui groans, clearly annoyed by the mere thought. He keeps to himself how close he had gotten to injuring many of them.

Subaru fights down a sweeping emotion. He can't hide the possessive glint and darkening in his eyes. He knew Kamui would be popular, but it's another thing confirming others were attempting to make a move on him.

The arm around Kamui's waist tightens, protectively. The younger male is hugged warmly to his side. Kamui complies, mind a bit too foggy to let him do anything but stay close. He shivers a bit of the feeling from earlier returns.

Perhaps, Subaru takes it as a sign Kamui was cold (mind lost on the perfect weather system at the school). His protector starts to rub his hands up and down Kamui's arm. Though the action only reverses Kamui's problem making his stomach do flip-flops and heat up.

"I'm fine," Kamui breaks out with a dry mouth. He grabs one of his protector's hands, one that is not at his hips, and holds it tight. Carefully, Kamui brings their joined hands to his lap. "I'm glad I was able to see you here," Kamui professes, boldly looking there other in the eyes as he says so.

The older man's breath hitches. He squeezes the hand holding him captive in the boy's lap. A lap he dreamily remembers waking up in late last night.

"I'm glad too," Subaru tells the younger male. He pulls Kamui close. Having been away from the boy for over half the day leaves him longing. He kisses the top of Kamui's head, relishes in the smile that comes from it, and refuels his daily quota of Kamui.

"I missed you," Kamui comments after a moment of tangling their fingers together. His eyes admire the fit and length of their hands. "It's been a longer day than usual," he quickly follows up and buries his face further against the other's shoulder.

Subaru lightly chuckles, entirely enamored. "I missed you too." The words make it so the shy student looks up at him. A hand under Kamui's chin lets him maneuver the beautiful face so it's leaning up as he wants it to be. Subaru's brings their foreheads to press together in a sort of kiss. Their eyes close for a moment relishing in the warmth and soothing experience.

Only the sound of rushing water and soft piano music is heard from the outside. They stay in that blissful quiet. They're all unguarded and unknowing of how deeply moments affect themselves. Let alone the other.

After a brief moment, a cute idea comes to mind. "Kamui," Subaru calls to him.

Kamui's eyes flutter open, looking into the warm eyes taking him in fully.

Slowly, Subaru begins to lean back up. He holds back a laugh at the way Kamui's nose wrinkles at the movement and he just stared up at him. Violet-blue eyes telling him the other was quite comfortable before. The older male made a mental note to indulge in this with Kamui later on. The thought sends butterflies in his stomach. The idea of seeing Kamui react more wins over all else.

The taller male smiles down at the frowning student. He tugs Kamui along with him, their hands linked lovingly (from at least Subaru's intentions). To love without needing that in return, without aching every second like his first it was baffling. Love beyond an immeasurable amount of suffering hadn't felt like a possibility just months ago.

Kamui's figure glows under the moonlight. His hair shimmers, and purple eyes lit up as he willingly moved along with his protector. He trusted the taller male to all but lift him to his feet.

The mood was quite nice. Far too nice to pass up.

"Would you like to dance?" Subaru offers the hand not being played with by Kamui's own. It curls up beckoning the shorter male.

Kamui's eyes light up, his lips curve. Those beautiful eyes avert again, shyly. His lips are bitten. Subaru works to stay composed at seeing, an alluring nervous tick that makes his mind fuzzy.

For once, Kamui doesn't dread that question. Save for, of course, casual requests from his friends. He didn't mind dancing casually with his friend. Even learning more proper ballroom styles from Keiichi wasn't all too bad.

Now, though...Kamui actually wants to do this.

Sparkling, and vulnerable violet-blue eyes look up into the caressing orbs of gold and emerald. He smiles at the way they zero in on him. It's like they entered their own little world.

"Yes," Kamui at last response, feels pulled close. He's brought up to brush and flush against the taller body. Certainly, closer than he'd allow with anything else.

"Then let's begin," Subaru practically purrs out the words. The deep yet gentle tone, makes Kamui feel he's falling forward. An uncomfortable ache he wants to born embrace and run away from comes forward. However, he's securely held up by a protective hold. Always safe, when he was here.

Subaru brushes his long fingers through any out of place strands of raven-black. Kamui hums at the feeling of his hair being fussed and played with by skilled fingers. Their hands unlink for a moment, which makes Kamui frown a bit. This earns him a soft kiss to his burning temples.

"You probably already did this kind of dance before with friends," Subaru mentions, forcing away the sulking curve of his lips. "So you know there's a lead and follow." He proceeds to clarify, hoping he's not too obvious nor seeming too eager to try this with Kamui.

Kamui nods at this. His inexperience and boundless trust lead him to speak. Again words he'd never spoken tonight come forth.

"I'll follow you," Kamui gently tells the taller man, and squeezes their linked hands. He tilts his head slightly right, looking up. A little nervous, feeling a bit clumsy, Kamui doesn't grasp the magnitude of his words. Nor could he recognize the reason those eyes light up as though seeing the very colors of the world for the first time. He is pulled into a tight hug, certainly not part of the dance.

They part just enough to actually move together. Kamui's hand is guided to rest on the taller man's shoulder. Their arms glide over one another. As per usual, his protector has his arm gracefully wrapping around him. A tender hand rests itself upon Kamui's upper back.

"We can start slow," Subaru says a little breathless, a little pink. The color painted on his cheeks entrances violet eyes. Kamui forces himself to stay focused, looking down at their feet to draw his breath.

It's a lot like hugging. Kamui ponders. There's something comforting about the way they hold to each other in the dance. Kamui recalls, this dance certainly different than all the earlier ones.

"And well, that only fits with the music out here," Subaru follows up, his mind just as busy as Kamui's had been.

If this went well...maybe he could find more than one occasion to do this again with the one he loves.

Subaru gestures towards the speakers by the fountain. There was a high amount of speculation the pace would pick up anytime soon.

"Right, go ahead," Kamui gives his permission. Subaru takes a step forward slowly and waits to make sure Kamui indeed steps back with the opposite foot.

Subaru glides across the area. They start incredibly slow, moving forward, back, stepping in time with each other. Memories of dance lessons his sister dragged him to felt heaven-sent just now.

Subaru looks down at Kamui and softly smiles a bit impressed with his quick follow. Though he doesn't like thinking of the prior dance partners and practice involved. Kamui returns the smile, as they start stepping towards the side.

Still, Kamui was here: flushed, beautifully glowing, and comfortable in his arms.

I love you. Subaru's mind begs him to say. He ignores it in favor of moving then forward again, towards the side, together. So so so… damn much.

He pauses looking over Kamui to see he's following along, even if he does misstep at the end.

"S-sorry!" Kamui ducks down his head and flushes. The younger male's weight is surprisingly lighter than he imagines. Even when he steps on Subaru's foot, the older man doesn't even flinch. If anything the clumsy action only deems Kamui more endearing.

"That's quite alright. I probably stopped too abruptly," Subaru professes, kindly. He gently squeezes their hands closer, brushes circles on Kamui's lower back.

"I got a bit lost in thought," He admits a bit sheepish. Kamui nods, liking to see this rarer side to the protective move again, now stepping backward.

Subaru steps forward towards the one he loves. Kamui comes to sense it well enough to step back with the opposing foot. Gradually he loosens up his stiff movements.

"What about?" Kamui asks curiously gazing up at him. They step towards the side, moving more beautifully in sync than earlier.

"What? Indeed," Subaru teases, and Kamui's lips slightly pout. He huffs for a moment but follows along just as well. They slowly move out to the side back together.

Subaru prepares them for their first turn. He takes an extra sidestep out towards the left. Kamui follows the movement. His arm is gently pulled and guided so they turn, dancing together into a more fluid circular motion.

"You're quite natural," Subaru tells the other. Thoughts of any previous errors or missteps are completely vanquished from his mind.

"Thank you…" Kamui flushes brightly at the compliment, even if there's a trail of disbelief in his eyes. It pales in comparison to his beaming grin. "You make it easy to follow," Kamui admits quietly, looking away a bit embarrassed.

A sweet idea pops into the lead's head. He smirks a little at the thought before it melts to a familiar private smile. The kind of smile reserved for Kamui, alone.

Their clasped hands shift a bit. He releases an arm around Kamui and raises the other linked within Kamui's own. Kamui only stops looking baffled at the new movement.

"Would you like to spin?" Subaru asks, belatedly realizing how in his head he's been.

Plush lips pressed together. Kamui seems to mull it over, and they dance slowly around each other in the meanwhile.

Kamui's eyes drift and glance around the courtyard. His body moves on autopilot, comfortable with his partner's previous steps. He blushes realizing only now he's checking to assure they're in privacy. Confirming it's so and seeing that hopeful smile, Kamui can't help it.

"Why not?" Kamui answers, sparing his partner further anxiety. The younger male is soon rewarded by the sight before him. The soft hopeful smile blossoms into one more brilliant than the countless stars surrounding them.

Subaru repeats a similar motion than before. They're stepping out to the side. Subaru stops tapping his feet, Kamui manages to stop himself from continuing his steps. Barely.

Somehow that makes the dance even more endearing to the sight of gold and emerald orbs.

The arm at Kamui's side releases once more. Subaru lifts his arm up for Kamui and waits, shifting their clasped hands.

Grasping the stop, Kamui slowly, and stiffly forms a spin. Though it comes out more of a nervous walk around. His cheeks flush and his gaze towards down to the ground he wished would swallow him up.

"Would you like to try again?" Subaru gently offers, not a sign of judgment or teasing anywhere. Kamui nods on his way up to looking the other in the eyes.

"Relax, there's no wrong way to do this," Subaru assures. Kamui presses his lips together and looks up, quite skeptical. "Not with me." He clarifies and it perks the shorter male up.

Kamui's lead guides him to step off to the side again. Kamui takes a deep breath when he feels their arms lifting. When Kamui is released this time he turns far more fluid, their hands clasp each other and shift delicately.

Subaru's arm traces around his beloved's head as he spins. He keeps the memory of that movement deep in his heart. There's something angelic about the soft movement, entirely graceful.

"I guess that wasn't so bad," Kamui admits after a brief moment. He comes back and a bit closer to his dance partner when they're face to face. They move a bit slower as their song starts to fade out.

"You pick things up quickly," Subaru praises. Even while Kamui hesitates on agreeing he nods a bit.

"Thank you," Kamui comments. Though he feels his legs go a bit shaky. Everything was so new and God! he never even dreamed he'd enjoy something like this before. "I'm glad you think so."

"I know so," Subaru returns with complete confidence. Kamui's eyes lift and widen before he looks away. Obviously flustered.

Subaru's grown fond of just how shy Kamui actually is. His crush is so endearing, easily embarrassed, and flushed. It's to Kamui's benefit the older male isn't aware of how exclusive this is to Subaru alone. This level of a flustered Kamui, at the least, belongs only to Subaru.

Certainly, he's seen the reserved side of his love before. They had that in common from the start, connection through touch being all the more meaningful with them. Now, it's a little different, quiet, and melting the older man to his core. He can just picture Kamui when they had their first study date. A Kamui he's grown fond of seeing. Subaru sees everyday life Kamui. Finally, he's allowed a moment of reprieve without the constant fear of the world and lives hanging in the balance.

There's something so incredibly soft and intimate now. They're moving in vague patterns, box steps and occasionally Kamui stops and hugs the other for a bit. They sway, taking a breather. Thoughts are unspoken. Even if they would align quite well if known.

A new song starts up, a bit more upbeat than the rest but still quite soothing. Certainly slow enough for the dancing they've been doing for however long it was?

Subaru feels he's pressing his luck, playing into a dangerous game that could easily lead his heart to break. A few words from Kamui that's all it would take. Still, he can't fight how he feels this close to the one he loves.

Their mood is very nice, very intimate, and private. If not for the few times he swore he could see the school's director peeking at them.

He hadn't planned on this, but seeing Kamui at the perfect angle, illuminated by the moon did him in. He couldn't shake the idea out of his head.

So with the same movements, Subaru comes to a halt. "Kamui c-can I-… " His voice breaks. The taller male leans down and whispers into Kamui's ear his remaining request. Which is hindsight maybe only made it seem like it was more embarrassing than it actually should be.

The thought of trying new dances together, and seeing Kamui from all beautiful angles and motions was too endearing to let go of. And maybe it made himself fluster all the more.

There's a hesitance to the curve to his lips, but Kamui does smile and nods. "I don't know how though," He admits bashfully. Subaru assures him it'll be fine with a brilliant beam upon his lips.

"We'll start out as we did at the beginning," Subaru explains, leading Kamui into a simple and slow box step.

Subaru takes an extra step out with his left leg. He bends a lean and lunges slightly to the left. Kamui steps to the side so they're facing each other and perpendicular. He mirrors what the other is doing and waits patiently. Full trust exhumed from bright violet eyes.

Subaru clears his throat. Realization dawns on him he would vocalize this. Every step to what wasn't exactly an uncommon part of a formal dance.

"Y-you… will want to bend your right leg a bit like this," He explains motions with a hand touching the right side of Kamui's hip. He does just that.

"And th-then then you'll keep your left extended in front of you and we will start to…" Subaru can't finish his sentence, he taps Kamui's left thigh. The perplexed male does the best he can with the instructions.

"H-hold," He takes a deep breath and swallows, not wanting to be stuttering all night. Even if he has to will himself to do it. "Onto my shoulders, and I'll start to lower you," Subaru attempts to sound cool and smooth, and is thankful Kamui doesn't say otherwise.

"Alright," Kamui gives in and follows along with the instruction. He lifts his arms up and holds very tight to his nervous partner's shoulders. Their arms brush together and there's a familiar. Both arms are at Kamui's slender waist. It's somewhat familiar until they move forward.

The dance move wasn't foreign to see this evening. Still, experiencing this was not in Kamui's plans for the evening. He felt a little dizzy as he found his body angling and being lowered by the one he trusts so deeply.

"I won't drop you," Subaru adds, seeing a bit of tension crinkling over Kamui's features.

"I trust you," Kamui responds instantaneously. There are only adoration and absolute faith in shimmering violet eyes.

They look at each other and nod with understanding.

Keeping a wide stance, Subaru gently lowers Kamui partway down. Kamui's arms tighten around broad shoulders as he's lowered further. He goes breathless when they've stopped.

The slender male's extended leg raises a bit at the dip. Kamui's slightly suspended there, though it feels more so with his head slightly back. The shorter male clutches on to his source of safety.

Their eyes glisten, falling into one another. It's a different side of intimacy neither were expecting to fall into. Gold and green orbs swirl with a tender mix of adoration and something not quite definable. Though whatever this is, it's intense, boring into Kamui.

They fully capture and hold Kamui's vulnerable violet ones. He goes a bit light-headed.

The music feels way too quiet. Way too drowned out by overworked and fluttering heartbeats.

Subaru knows he can't keep Kamui like forever, even if he does simply shine at this angle. Carefully, Kamui is lifted back up with ease and feels their foreheads pressed together. "Thank you," Subaru professes and earns a soft little hum in response.

For the dance. Kamui mentally finishes his partner's statement. Still, it all feels way too intense.

It's to no surprise how flushed and breathless they become once fully upright. Kamui doesn't take the chance to overthink it anymore nor look the other in his eyes. He quickly wraps his arms around Subaru and hugs him tight.

A burning face pressed against the side of the taller male's neck. Subaru returns the gesture, embracing Kamui warmly. He is all too happy to allow Kamui to hide away as much as he needs. Especially, now having the image of dipping Kamui, and holding him there quite lovingly embedded in his mind.

They stay together for a moment of labored breaths. A bit tired and out of breath, they move together randomly. Swaying every so often for their last song of the night. Although for the most part, they simply bask in each other's arms.

Neither reserved male could look each other in the eyes as they returned home. Valentine's Day turned out quite a bit more eventful than planned. Though not all bad, even if both male's went a little breathless when they did finally part, realizing they'd lost track of time. That is if the text of "Good luck! Take your time!" From Yuzuriha was anything to go by. "We'll see you at school on Monday!"

Kamui had gone back inside a bit awkwardly anyway, to talk with his friends and give a proper goodbye. Neither friend seemed remotely surprised nor upset to see how he wandered off like this. There were a few innocently teasing words that Yuzuriha whispered in his ear.

When the two males returned home, their minds were bombarded by countless questions. Kamui couldn't bring himself to hold the other's hand for the first time, fearing it might burn up if they touched. Or that he might say something out of line, ruining what they had and only mixing up his emotions even more.

Even if it was for a few moments to think clearly, it was bothersome for them both to not touch as they did.

The walk back was quiet. Kamui was quick to excuse himself to the bath. Subaru reached out his hand attempting to add on more but stopped. Kamui needed his space.

Fear crept in the older male. The fear he indulged himself too much, consumed him. He was going more and moreover the line towards something romantic. Here he thought he could keep himself in check as being a close-friend to Kamui indefinitely. A very close friend, but still...

Even if their friendship was overwhelmed by intimacy, it wasn't as though they were romantically involved.

Kamui was a bit more relaxed as he came out of the bath. He walked down the hall, lips outstretching to a widened yawn

"K-Kamui?"

"Yes?" He answered either though couldn't look the other in the eyes.

"I'm sorry," He professed, blushing up a storm and bowing his head down.

A gentle hand made its way to his arm. Kamui tilted his head slightly to the side, looking up at the other. "Why?"

"I… If I made you uncomfortable at all, at any point… I've probably seemed a bit odd all day so…." Subaru pauses and looks over a saddened Kamui. "I'm sorry."

"You didn't," Kamui responds quickly. It's not you making me uncomfortable, it's that I- I'm too mixed up to understand myself right now. The hand on the taller man's arm brushes up. Kamui's fingers glide up until they're cradling a warm cheek. Not a bad uncomfortable. If he had to be fully honest.

There was something a bit scary and a bit inevitable. But Kamui knew that wasn't Subaru's fault.

"You always ask me if things are okay. And they are-I really care about you," Kamui shifts his gaze nervously.

He looks back with a breathtaking smile. "Always. So I like being close to you." Kamui confesses in a way that makes the world stand still for the two of them.

"I…" Subaru's breath goes dry. "Care for you too."He pauses before deeming his next words okay. "So much Kamui."

Kamui's cheeks pinken a bit and he turns a bit to the side. Though he's brought back by a larger hand clasping the one on his cheek.

"You should… Ah, Take your bath now," Kamui breaks the silence. The tension he's a bit scared to define.

"Alright," Subaru responds. He squeezes Kamui's hand before disappearing down the hall. Kamui all but collapses onto the couch.

They turn in for the night. As awkward, and warm things had felt, there was a kind of pull neither could shake off. They turned towards each other in their shared bed. Something that always felt terribly natural.

They look over the other. a moment before laughing. They find themselves reaching for the other, cuddled up in bed anyway. Despite how jumbled up their thoughts had been.

The following days go by well enough. A bit of 'dancing', only around unresolved emotions is felt in the air. Thankfully, school and work keep the two busy enough.

Unfortunately, Subaru wasn't expected to come back tonight. Early morning at best. Kamui thought of staying at a friend's but went against it last minute. Tomorrow was a Saturday, and Subaru ensured he was off for the day.

Subaru's birthday. One which he had the kitchen bustling with pans, utensils, bowls, and countless ingredients.

Subaru was precious in a way like no other. It couldn't be bound by a word of even a thousand more. Fear and guilt took over the need to freely explore what this could be…

Kamui busies himself prepping a few specialties in the kitchen. There is some gratitude to have the privacy of the very spacious kitchen to plan the surprise.

It wasn't too hard to clean up, from the treats and meals for one made tonight. Though Kamui did miss them spending breakfast and dinner together.

Kamui begrudgingly slips into bed. His nightmares are always a fear he feels right before closing his eyes. Still, he can breathe in his bed mate's scent on his pillow. He opts to sleep on Subaru's side for the night.

When the aforementioned man does come home on his birthday, around 3 am, he catches the endearing sight of Kamui cuddling what was usually his pillow. Subaru takes off his coat, changes to looser nightclothes, and returns.

Fingers brush through Kamui's hair. He's more thankful than ever to be alive this year. Kamui's plush lips breathe out beautiful little sighs. The sight is enough to make his heart skip beats.

Thank you, Kamui. Subaru leans down to kiss his secret love on the head.

The movements and proximity stir Kamui. Soon enough a smirk covers that beautiful face. Subaru feels his arm grasped before being dragged down to their bed.

Subaru loses balance. And well…He just about loses his mind as he lands inches away from being right on top of the one he's been pining for.

The thought of Kamui under him does things to his heart and body. He'll have to take care of that another time. Thankfully, it's not too obvious of a problem now.

Kamui is blissfully unaware. A part of Subaru can let out a breath he didn't know to be holding. While another more devious part of him wonders about Kamui's reaction if he did know how wanted and needed he was.

Well… this scenario assuming there were a time and a chance that maybe they would continue to grow closer. To step over the blurred line they seem to keep walking between friendship and romance.

Maybe though… He was only thinking of what he would like to happen.

Suddenly, he's jolted from his thoughts. Kamui's on his side curled up against Subaru's larger form. Arms surrounded the overheated man. Thankfully though, Kamui's eyes are closed and unseeing of the other's mental predicament. The boy easily drifts back to a much deeper sleep and he makes use of his new hug pillow.

Subaru chuckles at this and returns the hug. With another kiss to Kamui's head, he resumes closing his eyes. Falling into a blissful sleep.

Subaru's Birthday

Leaning over their bed, Kamui quietly leans down. Glossy raven locks fall to the sides of his face. His lips and eyes soften at the sight of a sleepy Subaru. Carefully, Kamui ducks his head down and rests his temples against the older male. Slowly, he leans back up to gently pull the other from his sleep. His fingers play with the strands of hair messily falling in front of his face.

"Happy Birthday~ Subaru," Kamui greets sweetly, he smirks a bit at the groggy way his housemate stirs. Cute. Kamui thinks again.

"Subaru…" While having a tender voice with Subaru was natural, his voice is rarely this cheerful. Maybe not cheerful, at the level of his boisterous friends but still joyous.

"Good morning~" Kamui adds softly, sweetly, and brighter than usual. The shy male can make an exception for his kind housemate on his special day. Or a day he wanted him to start seeing as special anyway. Subaru can hear the smile in his tone. Subaru's eyes blink open blurrily. When his vision clears, as he expects, he's met with a breathtaking sight of Kamui.

Gorgeous violet-blue eyes sparkle, mirroring hues from the sky above. Sunlight hits Kamui perfectly. Something as per usual, Subaru finds. The younger male's raven hair is glowing and glossy. A halo may as well surround his head.

His hands were folded neatly and dangling by his legs. Leaning up on his elbows, Subaru took in the sight of the pastel blue apron around his love. The sight made his heart flutter and smile melt on his lips. Kamui had made something for them again, becoming more and more talented. Subaru wasn't sure if he'd ever get over the feelings that such a regular act to most, did to him.

And yes Kamui was looking genuinely happy today. His eyes lit up. His smile was bright and brilliant. Although, it softened and turned a bit shy seeing eyes awaken to meet his own. The sight only would make the younger male more alluring. Adorable. Precious. Perfect.

Subaru's mind could go on, continue to destroy itself. He takes a step back with a small, calming breath before he fully sits up.

"Thank you," Subaru expressed. Tender hands reach up and glide across soft, flushed cheeks. Fingers linger and press firmly but gently to feel more of the enticing heat.

Long, full eyelashes fluttered close. Mysterious and enchanting violet eyes were hidden for the time being. Kamui is leaning his cheek into the loving hand caressing him.

"It's not a problem, ah-Subaru," Kamui begins, voice soothing to a soft purr as he falls further into the touch. Gentle but insistent fingers turn Kamui's mind and further thoughts into a puddled mess. It takes a moment before he realizes what he's been doing.

"Um, I-I made us breakfast," Kamui remembers to say. He easily stumbles as the hand on his cheek continues to move and comb up and around, brushing away messy strands of raven-black.

"Kamui," Subaru calls for him intimately.

"Yes?" Kamui responds, feeling his pulse race.

"I'm so happy, you're here," Subaru professes so softly, gently, and in a way that could make most anyone melt.

His arms wrap around Kamui's waist, and he is very tempted to take sweet "revenge" by tugging Kamui into bed. Seeing his reaction would be...amazing- But Subaru knew where his feelings lie.

Kamui may have just been bemused when he pulled him down. But Subaru…. He couldn't do something like that without his thoughts being caught up in much more. It would be far too tempting to take a rather romantic turn from there.

Though he doesn't even need to do that. The younger male takes the initiative to move in closer. Kamui's eyes are smiling as the orbs of violet-blue hold sparkling lights within. His lips match the feeling in his eyes. The brush of pink painted on his features as he leans closer and hugs him back is everything.

"I'm happy to be here," Kamui tells him softly. His eyes avert bashfully continuing, "With you." Kamui admits softly.

Subaru feels emotion welling up in his eyes. Something is tugging at his chest. He pulls Kamui close enough so he can bury his face right below the shorter male's shoulder blade.

Kamui briefly tenses at the pull, the feeling of being held like this never fails to make him a bit lightheaded. "Subaru?" Kamui asks with some concern, and his hand makes its way to the back of his protector's head.

"S-sorry Kamui, I just need a minute… That's okay right?" Subaru's voice is so vulnerable and exposed. Kamui knows he can't find a single part of him objecting to staying close and warm like this. Even if he for some reason wanted to, Kamui knew he couldn't deny the request.

"Of course," Kamui replies calmly, a strong contrast to everything rushing through his head and tugging at his chest and stomach.

Kamui's hands absently brush up and down the other's sleep tousled hair. Subaru nuzzles himself comfortably against the one he loves. He could breathe Kamui in from this proximity. Every nerve soothes as he took the other in.

When arms did slowly loosen around Kamui's waist, they gradually moved apart. Subaru cupped Kamui's cheek, feeling it flush a bit. Kamui leans his elegant face into his hand, his every touch.

"We should get started on breakfast before it's too cold," Kamui reminds the other. Though he makes no moves or signs of urgency.

"I'll meet you downstairs then," Subaru says with a bit of pout. It stops as he begins yawning a bit.

Kamui nods at this. "Alright," He hesitates to look over the other, and nods again but to himself.

The younger male leans back in and wraps his arms around Subaru in a tight hug. "Happy Birthday, Subaru." Kamui expresses one last time before he leaves. Their foreheads kiss together; the pair exchanges a blissful gaze.

Subaru almost groans in a complaint when Kamui does eventually pull away. Though he knew they couldn't stay here forever. Kamui had a day planned for the two of them. He himself was still quite obviously tired and sleep tousled, not even out of bed. They look towards one another in a lingering gaze for a moment before Kamui turns towards the door and leaves the room.

Subaru enters a small adjacent restroom and proceeds to brush his teeth and comb his hair. Making himself a bit more composed.

Subaru looked over himself. Turning the knobs on the sink, he begins splashing some water on his face. Another hand grasped for a tube of a clear face-wash. Something seldom used before that became more of a habit since his recent cohabitation.

He begins massaging the cleansing lotion against his cheeks. This had to be the first Birthday he acknowledged since…

Since I was sixteen. Subaruthoughts came bittersweet, pained. He closed his eyes and flushed water over his features, rapidly.

Since Hokuto…

He goes back to where he could share his birthdays with his precious twin. Always made to at least spend a few moments of the day having a meal together or baking and eating some kind of cake his sister wanted to experiment on. She'd always wrap her arms around him, saying how thankful she was to be born alongside him.

The memories brought a mix of emotions out. His lips lifted before falling again. His gold and green eyes became more glossy and watery. They threatened to tear but he held it back. He hopes Hokuto is at peace in the other realm. She deserved far more happiness in life than what the world offered her.

It's painful to look back, as he takes a towel from the side of the sink to dry his face. He's swept up by a current of varied emotions, sadness and regret overtaking most.

Though the image of gentle arms around him just moments ago grounded him. The hold of one he loved deeply but differently encased him. The way Kamui held him close, ran his fingers down his hair, brought the heat to his cheeks.

His eyes were heated with emotion too. He had Kamui so very close. His touch was so incredibly sweet and tender.

Subaru wonders what Hokuto would think now. If she'd be happy.

But he can't see it any other way.

Hokuto…

She always wanted for him to finally have something he could never give up or nor let go of. For him to have that something, someone he'd given anything to protect.

Once again his sister had been the one to help him realize who that special person was. That there was a breath of life beyond the storms of agonizing pain.

"Subaru!" A gentle voice beckons him, pulling himself towards the present moment. His lips quirk up. The greatest present he could ever hope for was waiting down those stairs. He couldn't stop himself from following this new path in life.

Happy Birthday, Hokuto. He ponders while looking, himself in the mirror. He can still picture his teenage sister standing behind him, her arms wrapping around him in a tight hug. Thank you for being born alongside me

"Subaru!" Kamui calls from downstairs.

The beckoning of his name brings him back to reality. He swears he can still feel his twin's warmth and exuberant smile telling him to "live on" and "finally be happy." He hurriedly makes his way out of the room and races down the steps.

An endearing sight of Kamui comforts him. He's placing down a second plate at their table The shy teenager brushed a strand of hair behind his ear. Nimble fingers untied strings, and Kamui lifted his apron overhead and off.

"Happy Birthday," Kamui calls sweetly, he turns around fully. "I really hope you'll like breakfast," he expresses. The quiet male waves his hand down gesturing towards the empty seat beside where he is standing.

"Thank you," Subaru responds amiably. Sleep was laced in his voice. He concealed a yawn behind his hand and stepped in front of Kamui. There was something ethereal with how the light hit the younger man's features just then.

"I'm sure I'll love it," Subaru leans down. His lips press delicately to the shorter male's temples. Blue-violet orbs flutter closed as the gentle press. Kamui's lips curled up at the feeling.

Upon opening his eyes, he noticed Subaru standing behind where he was presumed to sit. The taller male pulls out his chair and waves to Kamui to sit down. His lips part to form a small oval before the polite intention hits him. Something he had only seen in older movies his mom liked to watch.

He never expected this to be done for him. "Thank you, Subaru," Kamui responds quietly, he averts his eyes to calm himself. Turning back he cups the taller male's cheek and feels a warmth as it leans into his hand nicely.

"If anything I feel I should be doing that for you, it is your birthday after all," Kamui reminds the other. Subaru is quite stubborn and doesn't budge until Kamui takes his seat first.

"It's the least I can do when you already made breakfast," Subaru countered gently. He scoots in the boy's chair and can't shake the warm feeling like he was courting Kamui. He waits for Kamui to settle before eagerly sitting beside the younger male. He can't help but notice their chairs seem closer than usual. Kamui is sitting right beside him this time and their legs brush up against one another.

"I wanted to make something special since it's your birthday," Kamui mentions to him again, quite seriously. Subaru softly chuckles at the gesture, as though the day held some weight in the world.

Yet…

Today was important. A day of pain but one that blessed him to be born alongside the world's greatest sister he could ever hope for. Today would mark a new chapter in his life, finally sharing the day with someone he loves so dearly. Even though life cruelty took the ones he loved far too soon, there is a sense of hope. While he feels a sting of pain, it loosens as there's a familiar, slender hand curling over his own.

Bittersweet feelings start to warm…

Kamui considered this day special. The first of their Birthdays they'd celebrate together. No more fears of the world ending and losing anyone else would have to haunt their minds and hearts.

"It's perfect," Subaru told the other. Sincerity glistened in orbs of gold and emerald. Kamui laughed a bit, brushing a bit with the ends of his silky hair.

"You haven't tried it yet," Kamui's plush lips pressed up into a bit of a pout. He waves a hand down towards the full and beautifully displayed plate of food.

"Ah, r-right," Subaru flushes. He looks down at the traditional Japanese style breakfast. A bowl of freshly steamed rice, and a plate of vegetables and grilled fish. The bowl of steaming miso soup and tofu made his stomach grumble. Kamui made something between a laugh and giggle that only turned his grumbling stomach into tight knots. Of course, there was a near perfectly rolled and folded omelet, sprinkled with nori and various seasonings. The words "Happy Birthday" were written neatly on top with ketchup.

Kamui shied away, turning his head when he noticed Subaru finally looking over his meal. "It's made by you," Subaru continues on, and takes the hand on his own, pinning it between his larger hands.

"You put in all this work for me. So of course it will be perfect," Subaru explains as though it's common knowledge. The other male ducks his head down slightly, cheeks coloring.

A hand gracefully moves from the top of Kamui's on and under a pointed chin. He turns Kamui's eyes, taking interest as per usual in the dazzling lights and brightness that comes from those violet eyes. "Thank you, Kamui."

"We'll-you should still try it," Kamui grumbles or attempts to. His cheeks are still too obviously flustered as his eyes keep shifting and averting. It's hard to hide from those intensely amorous orbs. "To make sure."

"Alright," Subaru concedes. He gracefully takes a fork into his right hand. He turns the utensil to the side to break off a piece of the fluffy omelet before poking it into it with his fork. He assures that Kamui is watching him as he presses the food to his lips

A meal Kamui prepared with so much compassion and consideration. How could it be anything short of perfection?

Kamui bites down on his lip a bit. He watches with shaky eyes, the moment going in slow motion as the one he worked so hard for takes his first bite. Subaru's eyes stay gentle, brightening, and going starry as the taste graces his senses. "It's perfect," he confirms finalizing the decision.

His hand squeezes gently at Kamui's own. "As expected," Subaru smirks a little, though it grows more as Kamui's blush comes back at full force.

"I'm glad then," Kamui admits and lets out a breath. He tries his own breakfast attempting to confirm it at least wasn't bad.

He smiles watching over the other silently as he continues to try and savor the meal. All of this, as though he were dining on the finest delicacy the world had to offer.

Picnic

Kamui blinks a bit dumbfounded. The taller male beside him waves towards the open seat of the sparkling luxury car. One called in and pulled at their street corner to pick them up.

Kamui fit a bit out of place. Unused to the ways of those prominent in society. Though this extravagant way of living was a rarity for Subaru as well. Both easily could go just for a walk for public transport, no problem… Subaru could drive, although the need for a car had seemed a bit unnecessary as he could always move faster (if needed) on his own than with a vehicle.

But this was a full day spent entirely with Kamui. The student already worked so hard after classes cooking and baking up a storm with newly learned recipes. It only seemed fair to have Kamui travel in comfort to their destination. It may have helped sway Subaru's decision realizing he'd get more privacy with Kamui this way as well.

"Thank you…" Kamui at last proceeds and enters. He ducks his head down and slides towards the far off seat. His hand pats at the one beside him. Subaru nods at this and sits beside him.

"Are you sure this isn't going to be too simple?" Kamui frets, within the lavish car, he feels more out of place. He's dressed up nicely with a long lavender sweater and black jeans. Kamui's hand plays with the hem of his sweater, a bit of a guilty smile something this simple, and maybe cliche? Was his first idea for an outing.

It wasn't CLAMP school weather but this February was mild and cool. It wasn't a bad day to go out for a picnic.

His fingers fiddle around the handles of the tall black knapsack. Their bento lunches are carefully sealed within.

"I'm sure," Subaru confirms, holding his hand over Kamui's own. The younger male looks up at the other. Their eyes lock as they share a tender smile.

"I'm just glad to spend the day with you," Subaru professes warmly. Kamui looks away, a bit sheepish, but turns back just as quickly. He runs a finger down his own cheek and scratches.

"Likewise," Kamui responds. Even if they were living together, school and work were realities. Both were certainly time-consuming. But maybe that made this day even more precious.

Subaru's decision to travel like this felt very right. Certainly worth every cent. Especially as he felt warm breath between his neck and shoulder blade. Kamui leaned to the side, falling over until his head nestled within the crook of the other's neck.

The driver glanced back at the pair through the rearview mirror and smiled. The dividing window between the front and back rolled up, making Subaru flush pink. He worriedly glanced down at Kamui who had his eyes closed. The older male let out a breath of relief.

Kamui doesn't seem to care or take notice. His face nuzzling a bit closer to the warm body beside him. A perfect contrast on the cool winter day. The affectionate male's actions hadn't helped their relationship seem any less entangled. Subaru finds it impossible to not be swept away.

The driver probably had done this countless times. His perception of what was between them was (unfortunately) wrong. Though Subaru wasn't about to complain. A little bit of happiness fluttered inside that they were indeed close enough to pass for being more intimate than in actuality.

The privacy was rather welcome. Subaru's arm surrounded Kamui's shoulders. He leaned down. His lips pecked the smaller male on the crown of his head. The warmth kept growing between them, especially as he felt Kamui absently playing with their joined hands.

Subaru leaned his head down, gingerly resting it on top of Kamui's. The younger male's eyes fluttered open, curiously up at the action. Still, he couldn't fight the curve on his lips for the life of him. Subaru almost wants to complain when they do reach their destination.

"We've arrived, Master Sumeragi," Their personal driver announced as they came towards the quaint park not far from home.

While the driver had the habitual urge to open the door for the pair. He had gotten a very protective and doting vibe from the older of the pair. This came out tenfold, especially around this one he cherished.

Their driver waits and allows Subaru to open his own door. It was of no surprise that the lovesick man immediately came right away to open Kamui's door before he even had a chance.

The shy raven-haired male took the offered hand suspended towards him. Kamui carefully got out of the car, their lunches and folded blankets in tow.

Subaru went around to greet the driver. Offering a tip that made the man's eyes widen.

Yet, there really wasn't a price to pay back those tender moments he got beside Kamui. Honestly, if he were to do this again, he might request taking a longer more scenic route. The grassy, peaceful park was with few visitors at the moment.

Easily enough the two males made their way up a green hill. While the area was far from populated, there were quite a few heads turned towards the beautiful pair passing through.

As per usual gender was not a limiting factor. Their admirers male and female alike had their eyes looking up the pair from head to toe. While unresponsive to his own admirers, Subaru felt tension through his veins, his blood boiling when he noticed Kamui's admirers.

His fingers curled in on his hand. Clenched at his side, he caught heated glances towards Kamui. His dual-toned eyes steeled themselves as he glared towards each and everyone who dared to look at his love like that. A throaty growl nearly escaped his lips, watching with some ease as those lust-filled admirers turned tail and left far from the pair.

A small yelp escaped Kamui as an arm suddenly snaked itself around his sleek waist. He felt pulled close enough so they were flushed together at each other's side. Unfortunately, for Subaru, there were quite a lot of admirers turning starry-eyed, and chattering at the sudden display of affection. Though he relented, finding it preferable to the earlier stares.

"Subaru?" Kamui looked up, seemingly oblivious to the possessive behavior taken over. His mind was a bit too preoccupied. He couldn't quite grasp the feeling of poison in the pit of his stomach. He knew his housemate was quite attractive, but there was something frustrating about others reacting to it. Kamui worked hard to set things up for him. This was a day for the two of them.

For him to express gratitude, someone this…

Someone he cared this deeply for…

Kamui licked at his dry lips, biting it soon after. Violet-blue eyes trailed up and admired his protector. They started to gloss over, feeling that earlier scowl, melt away as they locked eyes. Kamui nearly bolted as their eyes met, being caught staring off like that. So lost in his own head.

"We should find a place to set up," Subaru ignores the unspoken question lingering there. Kamui's lips pressed together tightly, feeling a bit lost, exposed under brightened eyes.

"Somewhere a bit more… private," Subaru had finished. His words intended to come off mostly as a little annoyed or maybe a little protective. Though there was a certain heat to his tone. His voice deepened, going deep, husky and hot against Kamui's skin as he spoke so closely.

The younger male tried desperately to suppress the full-body shiver. Subaru looked over the shorter male with worry, hugging him tighter to his side, his warmth. Kamui could only take in the warmth clouding his already overwhelmed senses.

"Good idea," Kamui finally responds, letting himself be whisked off to a more secluded area of the park. There are a few moments of walking to find a private space but it's entirely worth it. Kamui kept close to the taller male's side all too easily drowning in the soothing atmosphere.

They stay close and quiet. Subaru glances down to see Kamui if he's lost in a daydream or perhaps a bit too overtired.

Kamui looks back up towards him. His lips press together and curl up a bit shyly. Beautiful sparkling orbs of violet hold his own captive.

"Let's set up here," Kamui suggests veering towards a large leafless tree. While a bit cool it's not icy enough to cause any comfortability to set up here.

Subaru follows along. Helping take some of what Kamui had been carrying. The younger male grasped for a blue and white checkered blanket.

"Let me help you with that," Subaru is all too eager to help. Especially seeing Kamui's nose scrunching up cutely. He twisted and unfolded the long picnic blanket, in an attempt to get it to even out.

"Thank you," Kamui expresses warmly. It's much easier with a partner. Holding opposite ends of the blanket they're easily able to lift and place down the main blanket. There are two extras folded up and off to the side if needed. Though it wouldn't be unwelcome if they shared the one. Kamui thinks and shakes his head.

Kamui grasps for a lunch filled knapsack on Subaru's side. The latter gently laughs at the reach and grasping hands. He decides against teasing Kamui, though barely, and hands the bag over.

The pair settles in. There's nothing rushed and it's entirely natural, as they sit close by. Their backs lean against the tree for support.

From their current sitting position, they're facing the crystal blue lake a short distance off. Kamui kneels and gradually opens the bag, taking out various layers. There are sectioned off Tupperware, chopsticks and plastic utensils, napkins, water bottles, and two warm thermoses.

Kamui hands Subaru a forest-green thermos. The latter can already smell the enticing aroma. One familiar and made quite a few times since Kamui came home from one of his home economics classes. He brings the thermos to his lips, sipping the perfectly calming royal milk tea.

The younger male watches carefully. His hands resting on his thighs as he kneels. Violet-blue eyes shift from watching the older man's reaction and opening the various containers of food.

"It's really nice," Subaru tells him with a melting smile. One that nearly makes Kamui curse himself and fall forward, thus toppling the planned picnic.

Relief floods through him as the words sink in. "I'm glad," Kamui professes, pursing his lips together. "I learned this from one of Akira Ijuyin when I went to visit the director…" He explains, not seeing much of a problem with his statement.

And there isn't. Only a few personal insecurities bubble up. Most have dissolved when he saw how eagerly Imonoyama had been to set them up. Though it does drive some curiosity into the older man.

"When did you do that?" Subaru asks, seeing several bento boxes displayed neatly in front of them.

"About a week ago?" Kamui continues to set up, placing napkins 2 pairs of disposable chopsticks in between them.

"Oh," Subaru says. He takes a pair of offered chopsticks in hand and removes them from their paper wrapping. Satisfied with the display and now empty knapsack, Kamui settles back up beside the older male.

Their thighs brush. Such closeness again in a way that makes it hard for the pining man to think.

"I… Ah, sometimes go to hear more about my Aunt…" Kamui trails off with his explanation. A bit of a pained smile embraces his lips. "A bit more about my family." It made sense as she knew the CLAMP director and board well.

His lips quirk up. "It helps the director, seems to have knowledge about her and honestly countless other topics, people… An-Anything really. It's kinda frightening."

Subaru laughs at this. "It certainly is," He only half-jokes. Thankfully, the youngest Imonoyama uses his resources for good. Though it does seem to be used in mischievous ways to amuse the prodigy.

And it helps to learn more about you. Kamui grips the silver and lavender thermos between his hands. His hold tightens a bit more, whitening his knuckles.

Even quite a bit of knowledge into the Sumeragi clan is within the director's reach. Subaru's family, Subaru's tremendous spiritual powers, him being chosen quite early for the fateful day…

Kamui's lips pouted. He could still see the smug smirk on Nokoru's face when he asked curiously, trying to be nonchalant if he knew even about his housemate

A bit of guilt welled up for giving in to his curiosity. It's not that he couldn't ask Subaru, but it was hard to know what would and wouldn't be appropriate. Heaven knows the man has one hell of a traumatic past.

"Kamui?" Subaru voices with concern. His eyes laced with worry. Gold and emerald gems of eyes lighten as he feels Kamui responding to the hand over his.

"I'm alright, just lost in thought," Kamui answered in a partial truth. Now wasn't the time to go into things further. Even if Subaru did look a bit wary.

"We-we should start our lunch now," Kamui insists, gently pushing one of the homemade lunches towards the birthday boy.

"Alright," Subaru doesn't press further. Though he does squeeze Kamui's hand tightly. "If you ever do want to talk, I'm here…" His voice comes out breathy, tender. Kamui can see himself in the dual-hued eyes.

Finally, looking forward Subaru's eyes gazed over the beautifully prepared bento. The variety of different vegetables, proteins, and carbs were quite impressive. All of which was too with some colorful garnish.

The older male never considered himself to be that interested in food. Well, outside of its use to survive. Yet, he felt his own mouth watering, craving the food before him, and absolutely everything (successfully cooked or not) Kamui prepares for them.

He was dying inside as he noticed Kamui watching him sheepishly. The boy kept peering, checking for his reactions towards his gift.

Oh. Subaru deems it time to verbally assure everything Kamui made was incredible. "This looks delicious, Kamui." Subaru heartily compliments, indulging himself in watching as the pinkish cheeks flare up to a cherry red.

"I'm glad," Kamui's gaze shifts down, now taking interest in the blanket below.

Subaru gingerly took one of the bento boxes. Wonderfully seasoned, white rice, perfectly crisp egg rolls, and fried tofu were neatly displayed in their sections.

Sushi, vegetable mixes, fruit salads, shrimp omelets, and pasta. It was astounding just how much was prepared in a short time. And the work it would take to do something like this made his stomach flip.

"I ah… it probably seems like a lot," Kamui rubs at his nape, not looking the other in the eyes. "I made a lot of different things so you can pick whatever is your favorite…"

"Thank you, Kamui…" Subaru neglects the food for a second, as he tightly pulls Kamui closer to his side. He maneuvers the younger male so they turn to face each other chest to chest.

Kamui gives in immediately to the hold. Everything fluttering inside and racing through his mind. He wanted an escape, even if he knew being closer would just cause everything he's felt lately to amplify.

With a hand under Kamui's chin, he finally looks back up.

"Kamui. " His name is caressed from the older man's lips.

"I'm so happy right now," Subaru professes, pupils were blown out and eyes brightened as they sparkle like diamonds. Kamui loses his breath, feels an arm around him keeping him terribly close. Subaru leans his head down and their foreheads rest against one another.

They're close enough to feel each other's breath. To hear each other's racing hearts. Leaving this moment just now seems like a cardinal sin.

It is quite a while before either can fathom pulling away and actually doing what was normally done at picnics. Hesitant Kamui speaks up. "Subaru?"

"Hmm," Subaru hums, Quite content hugging Kamui close, breathing him in.

"We should eat though, I don't want your food to get cold."

"Okay," Subaru brushes their noses together, before relenting. They very slowly make a move to be a part. Even while out of each other's arms they're flushed to each other's sides.

The older man pressed his hands together, a silent thanks for the food, and whatever God or angel allowed him to be here right now.

Kamui repeats the gesture, grasping for a few of the shrimp sushi rolls with his chopsticks.

Subaru grasps his utensils, trying a very delicious looking omelet, again cutely written in ketchup with the symbols for "Happy Birthday" and another with his name.

Subaru gingerly turns Kamui to him. His fingers gently hold to the boy's chin. He kisses his love's forehead delicately. Lips linger there and he smiles, turning back to his lunch as though nothing happened to leave a flustered Kamui.

The smaller male blinked several times. Pressing down whatever was happening for another time as far off as he could manage.

Taking a few silent breaths, Kamui is able to clear his head. Though that dazed feeling in his head lingers a bit. He brings his own thermos up to his lips, slowly sipping the tea and soothing his nerves.

"I'm grateful, Kamui," Subaru is once again one to speak. He brushes and pets Kamui's head. Fingers linger through the silky locks.

"What?" Kamui blinks, lips parting and looking up dizzily.

"For doing all this. I know it must have taken quite some time," Subaru follows up, cupping the flushed cheek in his hand

"Oh," Kamui blurts and recalls. Right. "It wasn't a problem at all." He shakes his head and beams. "In fact, I had a lot of fun with it."

The image of a beaming Kamui talking amicably about domestic activities was something terribly damaging to Subaru's sense of control.

I'm being foolish. He scolds himself. Getting so worked up over something this simple. What was wrong with him? Still, it doesn't lessen his craving. The image of Kamui bustling in their kitchen, sweetly preparing a meal, is forever ingrained into his heart.

And God, Kamui's resting against him now. The head of raven-black locks falls so naturally upon his shoulder.

"So uh…" Subaru clears his throat. He finds talking to Kamui will help silence his daydreams a bit. "How are the classes going? You have your cooking classes with Yuzuriha, correct?"

Thankfully, it isn't too hard to fall back into the intimate atmosphere. No matter how much silence precedes it.

"Yes. They're going very well… " Kamui answers amicably. The two rather reserved men find their conversations followed with short comments and comfortable time in between. The gentle touches between them speak volumes more than mere words could hope to achieve.

Somehow they manage to eat quite a bit of the smorgasbord Kamui prepared for them. The younger male mentions something about one of his favorite anime and quickly grasps for his phone.

"It's my favorite opening so far oh! I'll play it for you-" Kamui starts up. Only noticing how overly excited he acted after doing so. He hangs his head a bit, flustering at his antics. "Ah... If you'd like to hear it…"

"I'd love to, Kamui," Subaru dissolves every bit of nerves and doubts from before. All with a simple brightened smile. His eyes close giving an angelic aura around him and somehow more alluring when those eyes flutter open.

Kamui lifts his head up. He can't hide the widening smile on his lips. He grasps for his phone, opening a music app to play the aforementioned song.

"It'll sound even better with these," Kamui adds as he takes out a set of blue earbuds. One of which is handed over-placed gradually over Subaru's left ear, as the remaining one Kamui puts in his own ear. They have to lean close to listen at the same time but it's not a problem for either male.

Then it's all too easy to follow up with the next one, and another...Until they're comfortably leaning against each other, watching the soft bout of sunlight shimmering over the crystal blue lake across from them.

After some time, they finally decide to sit up and stretch. Going for a brisk walk around the park, hand in hand. A bit too gone in the feeling to care for others stares, though honestly, most everyone hadn't seemed to linger on it nor mind the sight of the two.

The sky paints itself with beautiful reds, oranges, and pinks. An indication of how long they've been out. The two silently agree to sit back down, returning to their earlier picnic spot. They take out one of the blankets and lie down, inches away from each other watching the setting sun.

The pair can't seem to keep the smiles off their faces. There's something incredibly intimate, comforting as they hold hands on the car ride home.

I'm being too greedy, aren't I? It should be more than enough to finally have his precious person at his side, regardless of their relationship. Honestly, he considers himself grateful.

And yet...I...

Subaru's heart can't help but feel hope. Think of possibilities that they could continue growing. Closer. Deeper. Forming a stronger bond than possible.

Kamui disappears from around the corner. He presumes the boy is in the kitchen as he hears a mild clinking sound of utensils and plates. The voice the protective man loves is humming a tune. Subaru recalls the melody hearing as an opening to one of his beloved's favorite anime.

"Hey! You have to sit down!" Kamui calls out to the taller man. His hands are on his hips. "It's your birthday after all." He stubbornly insists, gently pushing Subaru out of the kitchen and back towards the table.

"Alright, alright, I'm going," Subaru chuckles, teasing along with Kamui. "But if you need help-"

"I don't," Kamui responds instantaneously. Subaru softly snorts.

"It's just…" Kamui's voice comes out a bit more vulnerable. He comes out from the kitchen, holding the sides of the cake stand carefully in both hands.

On top is an elegantly decorated cake with white and gold-tinted frosting. It's equivalent to what would be seen at a bakery. But there's something more charming.

The "Happy Birthday Subaru" is written in beautifully curly letters. Time spent on the details for his name and frosting flowers were far too personalized to be for just anyone. The homemade charm and a few messy dollops of frosting make it all the more endearing.

"I really want to do this for you," Kamui professes, turning his gaze to the cake in his hands and only that. He places the stand down on the table.

Subaru feels his heart accelerating to a hummingbird's heartbeat. Kamui walks towards the adjacent kitchen. He returns shortly after with utensils and two smaller plates.

"Happy Birthday, Subaru!" Kamui turns towards him with glittering violet-blue orbs and a smile ready to melt off his face. It works to melt the man it's directed towards, inside and out. His smile mimics the one he loves.

Kamui slices the cake and places a small white plate right before Subaru. The cut exposes the smooth dark chocolate cake concealed by frosting.

He carefully lifts the slice with the side of the cake knife and places it on Subaru's plate. Kamui does the same for himself. Kamui comes around to take a seat. He laughs as his plate and seat are scooted much closer than seconds ago. They're pressed closely against one another as they sit. Yet, there's not a sense of comfortability, only wonders if the couch would have been a better option to go with.

Subaru locks eyes with Kamui, as he had done before while digging his fork into the dessert. The treat is pressed against his lips, staining them slightly white before the frosting is kicked away.

Kamui watches it all with interest. He eases seeing the hum of approval when Subaru takes that first bite, starry-eyed.

Dual toned eyes close as a familiar touch returns. Subaru's lips caress the boy's temples.

"Thank you, Kamui…" Subaru professes. A well of emotions threatens to drown his eyes. "This means so… So much to me," Subaru whispers the words as an intimate confession.

"I… I didn't do much," Kamui visibly swallows. He trails a finger down his cheek, sheepish.

Subaru only shakes his head. He grasps for Kamui's hand and pulls it over the cage of his throbbing heat.

"You're here. Kamui you put in so much time and effort for me. That means everything." Subaru threads his fingers through silky strands of black. Kamui leans into the touch suppressing a purr.

"S-still I wish I had come up with a more tangible gift to give-I mean…" His hand turns and waves towards the cake. "It's not exactly long-lasting."

Subaru shakes his head. "I love my gift," he professes.

I love you the most.

Kamui easily flustered at the words spoken so tenderly. He feels the warm breath against his ear even after those lips move again.

"This is the first Birthday since Ho-" Subaru's voice breaks. Kamui's eyes lower as violet eyes begin to glisten, his lips curving south.

"Subaru you-" Kamui yelps before being pulled out from his seat. Strong arms hold Kamui protectively. The smaller male is lowered so his legs straddle longer ones. Their bodies face each other.

Subaru pulls Kamui close to his chest. The desire for more intimacy blocks out the thought of what position he brought them into. Kamui's head is made to pillow the older man's chest. To fall into the deep lullaby of Subaru's heartbeat.

"This is the first birthday I've had… Since I was able to celebrate with…" He squeezes Kamui tightly, holding his pillar of support lovingly. "With Hokuto…"

Kamui's breath hitches. Strong arms keep him caged against Subaru's warm chest. He can hear a soft sniffling sound, feel the soft trail of emotion, dropping down his protector's face.

Kamui leans up, enough to slowly move up. His chest aches. He sees his precious protector's face. He confirms Subaru's emotional state and kneels up to switch positions. Subaru's eyes widen as he's insistently pulled so his head is guided to Kamui's throbbing chest.

The steady heartbeat is enough to push Subaru over the edge. He gives in to his need to feel and buries his face in Kamui's chest, making the latter let out a beautiful gasp. Arms wrap snugly around Kamui's waist. The dam inside begins to crumble.

Hot trails of emotion spill from Subaru's eyes. Kamui's hand caressing the back of the man's head with deep affection. He allows Subaru all the time needed to rest, to stay here with him.

Tears sound form to audible, embarrassing sobs, as Subaru sees them. Yet, Kamui only feels the pain cast on them. Pain long held off. He shushes the older man and tries to fight the dizzy feeling as he feels Subaru's face nuzzling and brushing all across his chest.

When they do come to they're flushed from the neck up. It's hard to look into the other's emotional glistening eyes. It's harder to look away.

As Subaru's breathing calms and his tears finish falling, he looks up towards the one he's helpless to do anything but fall deeper even more madly for.

"T-thank you…" Subaru professes, loosening his grip. Over Kamui, allowing him to move. And they're forced to confront exactly what position they had wound themselves into.

"Sorry!"

They both apologize simultaneously as realization dawns on them, just how embarrassing of a state they put the other in. Kamui slides off Subaru's lap. That is not something Kamui planned to be reflecting on today. And many days after...

Settling, taking soft breaths, they return to each other. As their eyes seem only further pulled to do. They share a laugh, raw and exposed to each other-something inevitable since their first meeting.

Gradually, they end up returning to the neglected cake. Subaru savors the sweet treat, his present from his heart's keeper earnestly.

Kamui all but shoves the dessert into his mouth. Silencing something stupid or embarrassing he could follow up with. Until he is calmed.

"I think I can come up with a tangible sort of gift," Kamui expresses, his mind coming back from orbit. He's able to look into tender eyes without feeling dizzy.

"Oh?" Subaru raises his eyes, smirking a bit, as he notices the boy's cheeks flush.

"Although, I guess it might be more something I want…"

Subaru drops the fork in his hand. He's fully intrigued towards the other.

"I mentioned before how… At the dorms, we had all the pictures taken right?"

Subaru smiles at this. "Yes."

"So I -" Kamui takes a breath. "I'd like to take a picture with you. We could have it printed, framed… a memory for today."

Subaru nodded. "I'd love that," he confesses, his throat goes a bit dry. Kamui's eyes darken a bit, he looks deeply within the other's eyes, searching.

Kamui wordlessly takes out his phone, switching the camera mode. They're still a bit flushed as Kamui leans closer. Both within the frame he attempts to steady the camera, though can't help but feel nervous.

Subaru turns and presses a light kiss to Kamui's cheek. A simple peck, but it throws Kamui off a bit to where his hand slips, a successive series of shots and flashes follow up.

"Sorry!"

"You're fine," Subaru shakes his head.

Kamui purses his lips. He smiles, eyes shimmer apologetically. Subaru only snakes an arm around his waist, easily, as though it belonged there. Kamui is pressed close. Sitting intimately nearby they form soft private smiles towards the camera. Kamui's head rests upon Subaru's arm.

His outstretched arm feels a little shaky. He manages to still, the camera enough to press on the screen several times.

Kamui pulls his arm back and swipes through the photos.

"Good?" Subaru asks, curiously seeing Kamui study the picture like a profound work of art. His lips curl up beautifully.

"Perfect."

Owari

So this chapter ended up twice as long as I planned. Idk ideas just kept popping into my head. Dancing is a big passion of mine (though I don't normally like partner dances myself), and I think it's beautiful. Subaru and Kamui definitely do things much more intimately than what you'd see in a dance class-but that's how they are.

I'll see you next chapter as we go into March/April Chapters. White day. Some fluff, some angst, lots of pining, etc.

Also Merry Christmas 2020/Happy Valentine's Day in this story's universe/chapter. You can be assured I confuse myself doing this and have told my family Happy Valentine's Day quite a few times. I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season and New Year. I love SubKam in all universes so I plan on having a one-shot for them in the Tsubasaverse, which may or may not be up before the next chapter of this?! Just depends on how inspiration strikes! Take care everyone!