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Final part. It's been fun, guys Maybe I'll add more scenes later.
Yume
Part Six.
He really wasn't surprised that Subaru went within after Seishirou revealed who he really was. Of course Subaru would break down - he was only human, and a very young one at that.
However, he was surprised to find the boy in his maboroshi a few days later. "Subaru-kun. How nice to see you," he said, smiling.
Subaru's eyes were wild and he didn't even respond to the smile. "Don't kill her. Please, don't kill her," the boy pleaded, desperately.
Seishirou stared at him. "Subaru-kun, what are you talking about?"
"Hokuto-chan. She's going to come to you and ask you to kill her, instead of me."
"I see. And you don't want me to do it?"
"NO! Do whatever you want to me, just don't harm her! Please, please, please don't hurt her..." The Sumeragi broke down into desperate tears.
"'Whatever' I want?" mused Seishirou. "But what if I want to do something you don't like?"
"I don't care, as long as she lives..."
"I can do anything I want to you here, you know, and not have to be concerned about physical capabilities. Nothing I do here will affect your body in the real world.
"Unless, of course, I kill you. Then, you die."
"Are you going to kill me?" asked Subaru, in a small voice.
Seishirou glanced at him and shrugged. "Not today, I think." He took Subaru's face between his hands gently. "At least, not in the conventional manner," he added, leaning closer. Subaru's eyelids fluttered closed. He licked them softly with no qualms about giving in to his desire.
It was a perfectly natural hormonal response, after all. He couldn't help what his body wanted.
~ * ~
Seishirou strangled his pillow in frustration and got up to make himself something to drink. Something nice and cold, preferably alcoholic.
It took him at least an hour to get back to sleep.
~ * ~
Seishirou sat down, cross-legged, in order to summon his new shikigami. The spirit formed as mist first, then slowly shifted to make the form of a bird.
"An owl?" he said, raising an eyebrow. "You surprise me. But I suppose it is appropriate." He reached out to tickle the bird under the chin. "A timid bird, but powerful in its element. Just like you, Subaru-kun."
The owl regarded him sullenly.
"Oh, don't tell me you're mad at me, Subaru-kun. It was your sister's spell that allowed this to happen, after all. I wouldn't have been able to take your body if you hadn't been the one to kill me." He regarded the pentagram markings on his hands with a certain amount of amusement. "These spells don't know quite what to do with themselves."
The bird was not amused.
"Oh, don't be like that. I freed your soul, after all. I could have just left you in here to watch while I used your body." He stroked the bird on the head, gently. "You know why, don't you?" He didn't bother waiting for an answer he knew wouldn't come. "This way, we can be together forever." He smiled. "Romantic, isn't it?" he continued, tasting the words as he spoke. "Just like what your sister always wanted."
The owl stayed sullenly silent.
He wanted to laugh at his fancy. It wasn't like Subaru's soul even understood his words. All it knew was that the one in this body was the one he hated.
And that he was now its master.
~ * ~
He sat up, blankets pooling in his lap. Subaru's soul? His shikigami? An owl? He wasn't sure if it was even possible. It was certainly intriguing, if not what he wanted to do with the boy.
Sleep was quick in coming again.
~ * ~
It was a lot easy than he'd expected, finding Kamui alone. The boy spun as soon as he noticed Seishirou's presence. "You!"
"Kamui, yes?" said Seishirou. "I wanted to speak to you."
"About him?" snapped Kamui. "What do you care?"
Seishirou didn't answer. "He doesn't love you, of course," he said, as if it was a matter of fact. "Subaru isn't capable of loving you."
"Don't you think I know that?" said Kamui, irritably.
"He isn't even thinking of you when you're sleeping together," continued Seishirou, lighting a cigarette.
"That may be so, but at least I know he's not wishing he's somewhere else. I'd much rather he be with me and thinking of you than knowing he is with you and wishing he wasn't."
"You don't mind being used, then?"
"I don't see it that way. The fact that you do just goes to show that you don't understand," said the boy, a snatch of his old attitude appearing.
"I understand Subaru far more than you ever can. I'm all he has left of That Time. He can't let me go."
Kamui regarded him thoughtfully. "No, actually, you're wrong. I don't think you do understand him. At all."
"Oh?"
"After all, you don't know what pain is."
Seishirou laughed and bent over to kiss the boy soundly on the lips. "You're so cute. Just like he was." He smiled again, and then stepped back into his maboroshi, leaving only a cloud of sakura petals.
Kamui brushed the stray petals off his school uniform, and ran.
~ * ~
"Kamui?!" muttered Seishirou, puzzled. "Why would I want to kiss Kamui?" He blinked. "Wait, who's Kamui?"
The night didn't answer. After listening to the sound of distant traffic for a few minutes, he decided that sleep was definitely in order. And real sleep. None of these bizarre dreams.
~ * ~
He was standing in a room. The only other occupant was a boy with long, golden hair, who sat on the bed staring at him intensely. He smiled at Seishirou. "We finally meet in person, Sakurazuka-san."
"You caused all that."
"That was your dream. What did I have to do with it?" He smiled at the look Seishirou gave him. "But, in another way, yes, I suppose I did."
"So, this is where you tell me what I just had were visions of the future and that I have to choose which one to follow, right?" said Seishirou, leaning against a wall.
The boy shook his head. "Oh, no. Some of those were simply figments of your imagination."
"But others were precognitions?"
"Well, yes. Certainly. And you're right, you do have to choose one."
"Which do you think I should choose, then?" he said, smoothly.
The boy shrugged. "Whichever you prefer. It's your life. I just wanted to show you what your life could be like."
"I don't love him," Seishirou said, firmly.
The boy smiled indulgently. "Are you so sure of that?"
The room swirled around him, and he awoke alone in his own bed.
Seishirou thought of making love to Subaru under the Sakura, pink petals swirling around them. He thought of the satisfaction as his mission was finally completed, the life of the 13th head of the Sumeragi clan snuffed by his own hands. He thought of his own death at the hands of a very different Sumeragi, his innocent light destroyed by murder and betrayal.
He wondered which he would choose.
~ END ~
Yume
Part Six.
He really wasn't surprised that Subaru went within after Seishirou revealed who he really was. Of course Subaru would break down - he was only human, and a very young one at that.
However, he was surprised to find the boy in his maboroshi a few days later. "Subaru-kun. How nice to see you," he said, smiling.
Subaru's eyes were wild and he didn't even respond to the smile. "Don't kill her. Please, don't kill her," the boy pleaded, desperately.
Seishirou stared at him. "Subaru-kun, what are you talking about?"
"Hokuto-chan. She's going to come to you and ask you to kill her, instead of me."
"I see. And you don't want me to do it?"
"NO! Do whatever you want to me, just don't harm her! Please, please, please don't hurt her..." The Sumeragi broke down into desperate tears.
"'Whatever' I want?" mused Seishirou. "But what if I want to do something you don't like?"
"I don't care, as long as she lives..."
"I can do anything I want to you here, you know, and not have to be concerned about physical capabilities. Nothing I do here will affect your body in the real world.
"Unless, of course, I kill you. Then, you die."
"Are you going to kill me?" asked Subaru, in a small voice.
Seishirou glanced at him and shrugged. "Not today, I think." He took Subaru's face between his hands gently. "At least, not in the conventional manner," he added, leaning closer. Subaru's eyelids fluttered closed. He licked them softly with no qualms about giving in to his desire.
It was a perfectly natural hormonal response, after all. He couldn't help what his body wanted.
Seishirou strangled his pillow in frustration and got up to make himself something to drink. Something nice and cold, preferably alcoholic.
It took him at least an hour to get back to sleep.
Seishirou sat down, cross-legged, in order to summon his new shikigami. The spirit formed as mist first, then slowly shifted to make the form of a bird.
"An owl?" he said, raising an eyebrow. "You surprise me. But I suppose it is appropriate." He reached out to tickle the bird under the chin. "A timid bird, but powerful in its element. Just like you, Subaru-kun."
The owl regarded him sullenly.
"Oh, don't tell me you're mad at me, Subaru-kun. It was your sister's spell that allowed this to happen, after all. I wouldn't have been able to take your body if you hadn't been the one to kill me." He regarded the pentagram markings on his hands with a certain amount of amusement. "These spells don't know quite what to do with themselves."
The bird was not amused.
"Oh, don't be like that. I freed your soul, after all. I could have just left you in here to watch while I used your body." He stroked the bird on the head, gently. "You know why, don't you?" He didn't bother waiting for an answer he knew wouldn't come. "This way, we can be together forever." He smiled. "Romantic, isn't it?" he continued, tasting the words as he spoke. "Just like what your sister always wanted."
The owl stayed sullenly silent.
He wanted to laugh at his fancy. It wasn't like Subaru's soul even understood his words. All it knew was that the one in this body was the one he hated.
And that he was now its master.
He sat up, blankets pooling in his lap. Subaru's soul? His shikigami? An owl? He wasn't sure if it was even possible. It was certainly intriguing, if not what he wanted to do with the boy.
Sleep was quick in coming again.
"Kamui, yes?" said Seishirou. "I wanted to speak to you."
"About him?" snapped Kamui. "What do you care?"
Seishirou didn't answer. "He doesn't love you, of course," he said, as if it was a matter of fact. "Subaru isn't capable of loving you."
"Don't you think I know that?" said Kamui, irritably.
"He isn't even thinking of you when you're sleeping together," continued Seishirou, lighting a cigarette.
"That may be so, but at least I know he's not wishing he's somewhere else. I'd much rather he be with me and thinking of you than knowing he is with you and wishing he wasn't."
"You don't mind being used, then?"
"I don't see it that way. The fact that you do just goes to show that you don't understand," said the boy, a snatch of his old attitude appearing.
"I understand Subaru far more than you ever can. I'm all he has left of That Time. He can't let me go."
Kamui regarded him thoughtfully. "No, actually, you're wrong. I don't think you do understand him. At all."
"Oh?"
"After all, you don't know what pain is."
Seishirou laughed and bent over to kiss the boy soundly on the lips. "You're so cute. Just like he was." He smiled again, and then stepped back into his maboroshi, leaving only a cloud of sakura petals.
Kamui brushed the stray petals off his school uniform, and ran.
The night didn't answer. After listening to the sound of distant traffic for a few minutes, he decided that sleep was definitely in order. And real sleep. None of these bizarre dreams.
He was standing in a room. The only other occupant was a boy with long, golden hair, who sat on the bed staring at him intensely. He smiled at Seishirou. "We finally meet in person, Sakurazuka-san."
"You caused all that."
"That was your dream. What did I have to do with it?" He smiled at the look Seishirou gave him. "But, in another way, yes, I suppose I did."
"So, this is where you tell me what I just had were visions of the future and that I have to choose which one to follow, right?" said Seishirou, leaning against a wall.
The boy shook his head. "Oh, no. Some of those were simply figments of your imagination."
"But others were precognitions?"
"Well, yes. Certainly. And you're right, you do have to choose one."
"Which do you think I should choose, then?" he said, smoothly.
The boy shrugged. "Whichever you prefer. It's your life. I just wanted to show you what your life could be like."
"I don't love him," Seishirou said, firmly.
The boy smiled indulgently. "Are you so sure of that?"
The room swirled around him, and he awoke alone in his own bed.
Seishirou thought of making love to Subaru under the Sakura, pink petals swirling around them. He thought of the satisfaction as his mission was finally completed, the life of the 13th head of the Sumeragi clan snuffed by his own hands. He thought of his own death at the hands of a very different Sumeragi, his innocent light destroyed by murder and betrayal.
He wondered which he would choose.