Warnings: LEMON, AU, semi-spoilers, shonen-ai, strangeness.... you know, the usual.
Disclaimers: "X" and "Tokyo Babylon" are not mine. X Japan frightens me, and they are also not mine... thank the gods above.... or below... or whatever.
~*~ Chapter Five: �My Lover� ~*~
Seishirou, for lack of more poetic words, was flopped across his couch in his apartment with a very heavy 25-year-old man sprawled out on top of him. It was almost eight in the morning on January the first, and he was trying to get to sleep before the premier of �Tokyo Babylon/1999� that was in a little under half a solar day. Of course, he was rather enjoying himself as the situation was, so he really didn�t want to go to sleep.
Watching the sun rise on New Years day with the man he loved was enough to keep Seishirou content for a while.
Seishirou ran his fingers through Subaru�s hair, encountering some tangles that he gently combed through with his fingers to remove the knots, and listened carefully to the way the younger man was breathing. It was quiet and even, the way that a cat breaths when it sleeps, with that small, self-satisfied smile touching the lips in a way that only cats can smile. Subaru, somehow, managed to have a very similar look on his face, and Seishirou could only imagine why.
Maybe it was the clothes. Subaru had been quite amused that Seishirou�s clothes were far too big on him. Or maybe it was the rush of all of the partying they had been doing over the past few days combined with the hard work they�d put in for the first episode to be ready on time, that left Subaru with an accomplished feeling. Or maybe, just maybe, it was the sex.
The situation as it was would not be without the events of the past week. Seishirou honestly was just happy that they�d made it this far, so with one last bleary look at the pleased look on his lover�s face, Seishirou drifted off to sleep.
~*~
A week before New Years, the worst week to try to get anywhere or buy anything in Tokyo, Subaru was visiting Setsuka on a regular basis to spend his lunch breaks with her. Granted, she couldn�t devote too much time to him because she was so busy at work, but they found that they had more in common than expected. They could talk for hours about anything at all and never get bored of eachother�especially because they both now had someone to gripe to about Seishirou.
Kamui, Fuuma, Kotori, and Keiichi had been spending all of their time together, probably because they were all about the same age (Keiichi being the eldest, a year younger than Subaru), going clubbing, shopping, to the park, and a million other places for fun together. Kamui still hadn�t taken up Keiichi on his offer for lunch alone to continue their discussion, but that would resolve itself soon enough.
Aoki and Karen were the first to be invited to Hokuto�s studio for photo shoots for their image album that all of the characters would have to do, as per the director�s request. The main cast, or rather the dragons, had all drawn names out of a hat (except for Kamui and Fuuma) to see who they would be paired with. Seishirou was happy to be working with Yuuto, but Subaru was a little afraid of the person he was paired with. Satsuki was a nice person, really...
Really.
The scary part was Satsuki�s girlfriend of almost four years, surprising in and of itself because she was only eighteen, Yuzurihara Nekoi. That girl had enough energy for two... at least two. Maybe three people. Subaru was convinced that she should not be allowed within twenty meters of Setsuka, or within 20 kilometers of Hokuto. Luckily, most of her cheery efforts were spent on trying to make her girlfriend more energetic. This was wasted on Satsuki, for the most part, who was decidedly sullen. Somehow, she was a good match for Subaru in the image album. All of their pictures from the shoot included some part of their clothing being switched such as Subaru�s gloves on Satsuki or Satsuki�s glasses on Subaru
Yuzurihara was paired with Sorata, who spent most of his time hiding from Arashi who had instantly fallen madly in love with him. The girl of seventeen chased the poor guy all around the set, hanging all over him, declaring her love discretely for him on a regular basis. It was amazing that she managed to act like such an ice cube on set, all things considered. She, oddly enough, ended up with the pop star Nataku that never, ever spoke. Subaru was still unsure whether Nataku was male or female, but the fans were all female, so he assumed that Nataku was male.
Operating word there being �assumed�.
Remaining were Kakyou and Kusunagi. The latter was a very large man who towered over poor little Kakyou. Subaru had never seen his brother-in-law look so meek, but it was hard not to compared to the other man. Their pictures would be fun to look back on and laugh in twenty years once Kakyou had time to rebuild his pride from being hefted like a young girl for one of the pictures.
As was expected, once the photo shoots were over, Hokuto threw a party for immediate family and friends a couple of days before New Years because she knew that they would all be too busy with other people on the day itself to get together for a proper family dinner. Naturally, the Sakurazukas were invited (much to Subaru�s dismay, considering the other company) as were Kamui, Kotori, Keiichi, and Fuuma.
Subaru and Kamui finally had the chance to have their talk that night, which resulted in a much happier break up than the first time. Two days later, the night before New Years eve, Keiichi finally asked Kamui out, after spending the previous weeks begging his best friend, Fuuma, to let him do so. Fuuma had been confused why his permission was required. Meanwhile, Fuuma had asked Kotori to come with him to a New Years party being held at Tokyo Tower by invitation only. Subaru had no idea how the hell Fuuma got in, but he had a feeling Seishirou might have pulled a few strings to get the younger man in.
As for Subaru and Seishirou, they went out together on the date for the opera on New Years eve. Dinner had been fantastic, followed by a moving and beautiful production, and then they had asked the limo driver to let them cruise for a while before being dropped off back at Seishirou�s apartment. This gave them ample time to get a little tipsy on champagne before returning. By the time they had tipped the limo driver more than was really necessary and got up to the apartment, they still had quite a bit of time to kill before sunrise.
Seishirou plopped down on the couch, Subaru falling into the cushions beside him, and they both stared at the blank tv screen for a minute before Seishirou got a wonderfully terrible idea. �Let�s watch �Tokyo Babylon�!� he suggested, just as Subaru, who had caught the mischievous look on Seishirou�s face, grabbed Seishirou�s arms so he couldn�t get off the couch. �Subaru-kun, it will be fun!�
Subaru pouted. �Seishirou-san, you know how embarrassed I still am by that movie, no matter how popular it was. I mean, there are just some parts of it that will always make me blush until the day I die.� Seishirou now, ignoring Subaru, jumped off the couch to get the dvd from a cabinet under the tv. Subaru, meanwhile, was dragged with him, complaining the whole way as Seishirou put the dvd in the player, and pushed play, bringing up a menu that featured a close up of Subaru�s face where he was gently tilting his hat with one gloved finger to the viewer with a strange sort of almost smirk on his face. �Oh god....� Subaru whispered, hiding his face in his hands.
�Awe, you were so cute, Subaru-kun!� Seishirou wrestled Subaru back to the couch, this time with ease because Subaru had excepted his fate. Seishirou pushed �play movie� and Subaru hid his face in Seishirou�s shoulder.
�This is a bad idea, Seishirou-san,� Subaru insited quietly, shaking his head. Seishirou just looked triumphant as the opening credits played over the sound of a boy�s voice chanting. Flashes of Subaru�s outfit were shown, showing off how ridiculously thin he was (not that it had changed much). Seishirou glanced at Subaru who was now reluctantly looking at the television.
�When you have a better idea, say something. Otherwise, we are watching the movie.� After the opening sequence, it went directly into flashback of the bet. The actors chosen to be the young Seishirou and Subaru were perfect�both of them looked like the older actors in the movie. Subaru, for lack of a dignified response or any real objection, settled into the couch to watch the movie.
After the dream sequence, Subaru awoke in his bed wearing black pajamas with white polka dots. �Before you make any lewd comments, I didn�t pick that outfit,� Subaru said, just as Seishirou opened his mouth. Subaru on screen sat musing to himself for a minute before Hokuto popped up from under the covers. Moments later, Seishirou popped up as well and Subaru damn near fell out of the bed. After that, Seishirou shot a look at Subaru who was frowning. �I still haven�t forgiven you for what you did that day.�
�I was helping your acting,� Seishirou replied, fondly remembering that he had tickled Subaru�s feet under the blanket right before popping up so much of the surprised reaction was absolutely genuine. Seishirou lazily flopped an arm around Subaru. �Besides, at the time, it was worth it to see how badly you blushed for the rest of the day when you had to explain why you wouldn�t let me hand you slippers when we went inside.�
Subaru picked the hand off his shoulder, letting it flop back on Seishirou�s lap. He went back to indifferently watching the movie, trying to ignore, for all that his was worth, the little comments Seishirou was making. Several more attempts at putting an arm around Subaru ended as badly as the first, and Seishirou found it more amusing than he should have, just continuing to try. Finally, Seishirou put his hand on Subaru�s thigh just above the knee, annoying Subaru who turned and glared at Seishirou. �Do you mind?� No sooner had he turned than Seishirou tackled him, kissing him thoroughly as he pushed Subaru into the couch cushions.
�Mrmf!� Subaru pushed Seishirou off. �Seishirou-san!� Subaru glared daggers for as long as he could muster, but then he saw the look on Seishirou�s face, an adorable pouty look, and he just laughed it off. Subaru shook his head, still laughing, and turned back to the tv, feeling Seishirou lie his head on Subaru�s stomach. Subaru just tried to ignore the blatant display of affection and watched the movie.
It was already to the part when Seishirou lost his eye in the movie, a part that Subaru hated mostly because Seishirou looked so damn attractive the moment after he lost his eye... blood trailing down one side of his face. Seishirou was chuckling, though. �You know this is my favorite part,� he commented quietly.
�You really are sadistic,� Subaru commented in return, looking at Seishirou in almost wonder.
�No, I mean right after I get wheeled into the emergency room. You scream my name like a heartbroken man eight times.� Seishirou put his chin on Subaru�s stomach, looking of the length of the other man�s chest at his face. �No one has ever said my name with so much passion. Even if you were only acting, it meant a lot to me to feel... well, to feel like I would be missed if I was gone.�
Subaru frowned at Seishirou. �Of course you�d be missed, Seishirou-san.� He reached down and smoothed some rouge curls around Seishirou�s forehead where his bangs were getting long. Subaru had been secretly sad when those curls had been cut out of the other man�s hair mere days after the end of the filming of �Tokyo Babylon�. Subaru put the heel of his palm against Seishirou�s forehead and laced his fingers through Seishirou�s bangs, gently pushing the hair out of Seishirou�s face entirely. Really, his face was too pretty to be interrupted by bangs.
Seishirou looked confused and surprised by the whole interaction. �Subaru-kun....�
�I�d miss your hair,� Subaru said softly, an unwitting fond smile on his lips. �I�d miss your eyes and the way you say my name in a certain way that you don�t say anything else. I�d miss getting in arguments with you over really dumb things.� Subaru chuckled, his eyes filling with tears, and he couldn�t figure out why. �I�d miss your damn suits and how you are so obsessed with looking nice. I�d miss that you look at me like I�m the only person you see. I�d miss your mediocre cooking, your quirks, your smile....� Subaru motioned for Seishirou to come closer, and the man scooted up so he could wrap his arms around Subaru.
�What�s wrong, Subaru-kun?� Seishirou asked quietly of the gently weeping man in his arms. Subaru hiccuped a little and began to cry harder. Seishirou simply didn�t get it. Subaru finally pushed Seishirou back enough so that they could meet eyes and Subaru had a strange quirky smile on his face.
�I missed you so much these past few years. Promise me you won�t do it again!� Without thinking, Subaru flung his arms around Seishirou again, kissing him deeply. He ignored the little trigger in his brain telling him that this was awfully friendly behavior and that it was the second time he�d had alcohol and asked Seishirou to not leave him alone and that it needed to stop. In fact, Subaru continued to ignore that little alarm going off in his head all the way to the bedroom, despite the rapid loss of coat tails, gloves, ties, socks, shirts, and pants as the men made their way there. Figuring out whose tuxedo was whose in the morning would be a pain.
Seishirou managed to kick the bedroom door closed behind them, a feat that would never cease to wow Subaru, and somehow managed to end up on top when they collapsed against the bed, panting for air, breaking the kiss for the first time. Seishirou already had his fingers looped under Subaru�s boxers at that point, and Subaru was not fighting him in the least. �If you don�t start fighting now, I don�t think I�ll be able to stop later,� Seishirou whispered, no louder than a heavy exhaling over Subaru�s lips. Subaru took Seishirou�s face in his hands, trying to get his breath under control, and finally gave up, simply nodding his accordance.
Seishirou smiled, his eyes the color of a thick brandy, and made short work of both of their undergarments. Subaru laced his fingers over Seishirou�s neck and pulled the man down for another rough, needy kiss before the older man�s lips began to trail down Subaru�s chin, planting gentle kisses there. He moved back to Subaru�s neck, licking along the line of the jawbone before gently blowing on the area he�d just made wet. Subaru tensed under the sensation, at first, before letting out a small sound of pleasure. Seishirou smirked at that and moved on.
Seishirou trailed down the flat of Subaru�s chest, pausing when he got to the left nipple, taking it into his lips before gently pulling the sensitive skin in between his teeth. Subaru cried out in either surprise, pleasure of pain, Seishirou wasn�t sure which, but then moaned as Seishirou sucked on the nipple, and let out a disappointed sigh when the man moved on. Seishirou, for his part, was certainly enjoying watching Subaru squirm, after all the man had put him through.
Seishirou sat up, giving Subaru a chance to scoot back more into the bed, and gently spread Subaru�s legs, kissing his way up the insides of his thighs before, quite suddenly, taking Subaru�s manhood into his mouth. Subaru cried out, his fingers instantly digging into the blankets below him as he sporadically thrust into the heat of Seishirou�s mouth. After a moment, they developed a rhythm, which was the main cause of Subaru�s disappointed cry when Seishirou drew away. �You�You stopped...� He whispered, though barely understandable through his heavy panting.
�Hang on,� Seishirou replied, reaching for something on the bedside table. When Subaru could see it was a bottle of lotion, he raised an eyebrow at Seishirou. Seishirou, who was busy wiping the white lotion it over his fingers and his penis, didn�t notice the look for a long while. When he did, he blinked innocently at Subaru. �What?�
�Do I want to know why that was conveniently placed within reach on your bedside table, Seishirou-san?� Subaru�s voice was dry, but with just a touch of wry humor, and he had the same cold, judging expression on his face the whole time.
Seishirou pondered his response for a moment before putting the bottle back. �No,� He replied quite frankly. �Now, if you wouldn�t mind laying back down....� Subaru did as asked, now rolling his eyes, though smiling, and took Seishirou by the shoulders to bring the man back down to him.
Seishirou went willingly. He sealed his lips over Subaru�s member again, this time sucking harder than before, as though he wanted to bring Subaru as quickly as possible. Subaru writhed helplessly, thrusting into Seishirou�s mouth again enough to gag Seishirou a little. In this state, Seishirou gently slid a finger inside Subaru, and he could tell the other man hardly noticed. So, he slipped a second in, stretching the man carefully, and then drew his mouth away, getting another frustrated outcry from his lover.
Seishirou placed a third finger inside Subaru, this time sensing that he was tightening as a natural response. Subaru winced a little, but bit his lip. Again, Seishirou watched Subaru dig his fingers into the blanket. �You are welcome to mutilate me, Subaru-kun, but please mind the covers.� Subaru laughed a little at that, relaxing instantly, and wrapped his legs around Seishirou�s back and his arms around the older man�s shoulders. Seishirou withdrew his fingers and leaned up to place his lips over Subaru�s in a delicate, loving kiss. �I love you, Subaru-kun.�
Subaru�s eyelids were heavy over lust-filled dark, emerald eyes. Seishirou couldn�t resist that look any more now than he could when he first saw it in the sound stage. �Seishirou-san,� Subaru�s voice was heavy and breathy with lust. �I....� Subaru was cut off as Seishirou quite suddenly thrust into him and the younger man screamed. Pain or pleasure or maybe both made the man�s nails draw blood from Seishirou�s back, but Seishirou certainly didn�t mind.
Once they found a steady rhythm, Subaru began to rhythmically moan with every thrust Seishirou made. Meanwhile, Seishirou�s mouth was again over Subaru�s manhood, and Subaru was maintaining a second rhythm of thrusting into the older man�s mouth. When Subaru came, his whole body tightened and jolted as he scream Seishirou�s name. This tightness brought Seishirou�s orgasm only moments later. Seishirou fell against Subaru, spent, and there they lay for nearly five minutes before either of them could move.
Seishirou, the first to move, crawled up the bed to place a kiss on Subaru�s lips. �I love you,� he whispered quietly, nuzzling his face in Subaru�s hair by his ear.
�I know,� Subaru replied, for what felt like the millionth time. �That... that passion you were talking about.... was that it?� Subaru wondered, his hands cradling Seishirou�s shoulder as the older man curled around Subaru�s body as a puppy might.
�It was. I feel missed,� Seishirou�s voice was light as though he meant to be joking, but he was too tired to do so. �Subaru-kun... It�s almost dawn. We should... hurry and get dressed so we can watch it together.� Seishirou lightly kissed Subaru�s cheek, his hands absently running over Subaru�s stomach.
�Okay,� Subaru agreed, and they gently moved apart. Seishirou went to his dresser and tossed Subaru a clean pair of boxers and a large t-shirt before finding some boxers and flannel pants for himself. Subaru pulled on the clothing, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and running a hand through his hair.
Subaru saw a pair of feet right in front of him, so he looked up the length of Seishirou�s body to meet his eyes. No longer the color of brandy, those gold eyes were smiling at him with a light that made Subaru�s heart melt. The younger man reached up, putting an arm around Seishirou�s neck as Seishirou leaned down, and they met lips again. This kiss was brushing. It was more of a abridged version of the kiss they would have shared if they had the energy.
Seishirou stood his full height again, comically putting his hands on his hips, and said, �I�ll go grab a blanket and make some tea, and then we can go up to the roof, okay?� Subaru nodded, and Seishirou left him alone in the room.
As soon as Seishirou was gone, a hand went to Subaru�s mouth and his eyes went wide. In the midst of passion, he had very nearly declared love for Seishirou. That had never happened with Kamui, and it certainly should not have been happening with Seishirou. Then again, something about the man had changed over the years, and Subaru liked the changes. Maybe it was time he forgave Seishirou and let himself fall in love with the man. It had, after all, been a decade.
Subaru sighed shakily, trying to strengthen his resolve. He would wait until he had had some sleep and the alcohol had some time to get out of his system before he made the decision, but Subaru was willing to finally admit to Seishirou that he had lost the bet nine years before, he had just proved himself the better liar�especially to himself.
Not to mention, he had proved himself the better actor.
~*~
Hokuto bounced into Seishirou�s apartment in the morning without knocking. She knew that Subaru had a spare key to Seishirou�s apartment, so she simply took that without Subaru knowing, the man hadn�t needed it, and let herself in. The first thing she noticed was what remained of two tuxedos strewn about the room. Hokuto positively giggled at this, making her way into the room. The tv was on, quietly broadcasting film from a New Years day parade and two people were on the couch. Seishirou wore a pair of flannel pants and no shirt. On top of him was Subaru who was wearing an oversized t-shirt and had a blanket draped over him.
Hokuto went into the kitchen to make the men breakfast, smiling the whole way. It was about damn time, that was for sure. Hokuto took a quick glance at the clock. It was already past ten. So, it would also be about damn time for the two idiots to get up. So, preparing some miso soup and rice, Hokuto went back into the living room and called cutely, �Good morning, boys!�
Immediately, Subaru jolted up, accidentally elbowing Seishirou in the ribs. The older man cringed. �Ho�Hokuto-chan!� Subaru cringed. �Oh man... this always happens to me....� His head dropped to Seishirou�s chest again in defeat. �Why are you here?�
�Good point,� Seishirou agreed grumpily, yawning and trying to stretch. �What are you doing in my apartment?� In his voice, there was an unspoken �and how did you get here?�
Hokuto smiled at them. �I came to make you breakfast. When you weren�t over at my brother�s place, I came here. He left the spare key out for me to find it.� Hokuto went back to the kitchen. �Sei-chan, you really do keep a messy apartment. Maybe your resolution this year should be to clean this place up a little.� Hokuto kicked a pile of clothes for emphasis. �Anyway, you guys should hurry up and shower and get dressed. I brought you a change of clothes, Subaru. Breakfast will be ready in five.�
Seishirou sighed. �If what she has to offer for clothing is truly terrible, you can borrow something,� Seishirou offered as Subaru got off him. Subaru stood, stretching in the process, but Seishirou was a little slower, coming to a sit first before getting himself on his feet. �Are we going to eat first and then get ready?�
�May as well get ready now. If we take a few extra minutes to go to breakfast, we can find a perfectly good way to avoid Hokuto�s questions,� Subaru mentioned. �I think she wants us to show up on time for the party thing today. That is today, right?� Subaru rubbed his forehead.
�Hardly a party,� Seishirou argued, �but, yes. I think we are supposed to watch the premier together. I can�t figure out why everyone wanted to meet there so damn early. The premier isn�t until seven this evening. If we are supposed to be there at noon, what are we going to do for seven hours?�
Subaru shrugged. �We might be filming something we don�t know about,� he commented. �Or maybe we are going to play bingo.� Seishirou looked at Subaru oddly and the other man just waved it off, yawning as he did so. Seishirou shook his head.
�You�re weird.�
�You too.�
There was a knock at the door, and Seishirou glanced over his shoulder in surprise. He knew it wasn�t Hokuto�she was already there. It probably wasn�t Setsuka, normally his sister had the audacity to enter just as Hokuto had. So, confusedly, Seishirou made his way over to the door after throwing Subaru a quick apology. Seishirou opened the door and was face to face with a handsome blonde man. �Yuuto,� he muttered in surprise. �Why are you here?�
�I needed to see you before I lost my nerve,� Yuuto explained quietly. �I made a resolution this year... that I would win you over, finally.� Seishirou looked at the blonde as though he had grown a second head. It was the absolute last thing he had expected Yuuto to say. �And, I wanted to start as soon as possible. Were we with other people, especially your dear Subaru-kun, I would hardly have the nerve to do this...� Then, Yuuto titled his head up slightly to kiss Seishirou, wrapping his arms around Seishirou�s neck, one of his hands playing with the short hair at the based of Seishirou�s skull.
Seishirou would bite his lip, were it not for the circumstance. Yuuto... well, Yuuto was a good friend of his. He didn�t want to hurt the man, but at the same time, he didn�t want a relationship with him. It wasn�t that Yuuto wasn�t attractive, or that he wasn�t nice, but Seishirou had no feelings for his friend that went on purely platonic feelings anyone would have for a good friend. Considering this, Seishirou was in a bit of a catch 22. How does one let down a close friend easily unless the friend willingly accepts defeat?
Seishirou drew back from Yuuto abruptly when he heard the sound of shattering glass behind him. He turned to see Subaru with a coffee mug shattered at his feet, looking on with his jaw slightly ajar. Yuuto actually wore a similar expression, noting that Subaru was wearing boxers and a t-shirt that obviously belonged to Seishirou. �Kagai-san...� Subaru whispered. Needless to say, this was the calm before the storm.
~*~
Kamui noticed his former boyfriend sitting alone while everyone else was conversing and became worried. Subaru was not only alone, he also looked royally pissed. He wore a forest green silk shirt with heavy frills around the sleeves and the open neck with black leather pants and army boots that went up to mid-calf. Around his neck, he had a thick black ribbon tied in a nice bow, and his hair was far more messy than normal, if that was humanly possible. He had his arms peevishly crossed over his chest, and Kamui couldn�t help but notice that he wouldn�t even look at Seishirou who did nothing but glare at Yuuto and throw the occasional sad look in Subaru�s direction.
Kamui made up his mind. Leaving his sister, Fuuma, and Keiichi to chat, Kamui went over to Subaru and sat in the chair next to Subaru�s. �Okay, what�d the asshole do?� Kamui asked jokingly, half expecting to be glared at. Instead, Subaru turned to Kamui, getting a sad smile on his face for a moment before laughing. �Oh, was I right? I guess it has to do with Kagai....� Subaru nodded, looking at his hands. �Want me to beat him up for you?� Subaru let out another surprised burst of laughter
�Kamui, you�re sweet... somehow.� Subaru smiled at his ex-lover and sighed. �Seishirou�s just being an asshole. But, it isn�t important. He can date whoever he wants. Just because he is supposedly in love with me doesn�t mean that he has to be dedicated to me.� Subaru waved one hand in the air expressively as he spoke.
�You�re jealous,� Kamui said, sounding surprised. Subaru nodded miserably, looking none-too-happy about the whole thing. Kamui gave Subaru a sympathetic look. �Subaru, he really does love you. You don�t have to worry about losing him to Kagai-san.� Kamui put a hand over Subaru�s. �Besides, what kind of idiot would give up the chance to be with you if he had it?� Subaru gave Kamui a pointed look. �Yeah, yeah, shut up.�
Subaru grinned. �That reminds me, I heard that you and Keiichi-kun are getting pretty close... is there something there, or are you just fooling around?� Subaru elbowed Kamui a little, and the younger man let out a noise of protest.
�Hey! You can�t needle me about that after what you and Seishirou were doing on Christmas!� Kamui stuck his tongue out at Subaru, though they were both blushing pretty badly. �But, to answer your question, we are officially dating. And, I think Fuuma might ask out my sister soon, too. It�ll be fun to go on double dates!�
�That surprises me,� Subaru commented, sounding a little too akin to Seishirou when the man had convinced Kamui to break up with Subaru. �After all, I thought you and Fuuma....�
�What?� Kamui blushed a deeper shade of red. �Subaru, what are you thinking, anyway?� After a moment, both of them laughed. Kamui was just glad that he could still cheer Subaru up. Even if their relationship failed, they would always be friends. Kamui glanced up to Seishirou to see that the man was giving the two of them a look that you give to a lost lover. Kamui offered a weak wave, but Seishirou turned away coldly, returning to a conversation with Aoki and Karen.
�You know Kamui, I love you.� Kamui almost fell out of his chair hearing Subaru say that. �I�m not in love with you like you were in love with me, but I really do love you. You�ve become important to my sanity, you know?� Subaru smiled brightly at Kamui. Kamui bit his lip. It was good to hear that from Subaru. It showed that the man wasn�t completely incapable of feeling, as Kamui was starting to worry. �I would miss you if you were gone,� Subaru added in a haunted voice, as though something about what he was saying carried a heavy meaning Kamui didn�t know.
�It�s okay, Subaru, I already knew that,� Kamui assured, though it was a semi-lie. The truth would be, �I already drew that conclusion�. Still, it made Subaru happy. Kamui winked. �Everything will turn out well for you, one of these days. You�ll end up with the best man in the world, and everyone will be so jealous of how wonderful your relationship will be.�
Subaru was looking in between Seishirou and Yuuto, a sort of scowl on his face. The expression passed, and he looked back at Kamui. �You�re always right about these things, Kamui, so I will look forward to it as well.� In after thought, Subaru said, �Thanks. When I�m feeling better, I�ll tell you the details of what happened.�
�That�s fine.�
�Five minutes!� The director called, racing into the room. �We�ve got the projector hooked up. The show starts in five minutes!� The room went into an uproar of cheers and excited discussion while everyone filed into the room where they would be watching the first episode. Just as everyone had settled, the beginning came one.
Subaru stood at Sunshine 60, looking absolutely blank. He pulled out an oufada and tossed it to the ground. Sakura petals formed an inverted pentagram around the oufada. �He�s here, Hokuto-chan. I came back to Tokyo to find him....� Then, the opening sequence started. There was a chorus of loud cheering and Seishirou stole a quick glance at Subaru who was glaring daggers at him.
It was the longest one-hour special in the history of television.
~*~ To be continued... ~*~
