Disclaimer: not mine.

Warnings: For this? Not much. Spoilers, I suppose. Light KuroFai. For the rest of the oneshots and drabbles however, you never know.

"You really are one of a kind." He snorts, almost cruelly but with the tiniest edge of affection in the way one side of his mouth lifts in a small half grin. My laughter at my own previous comment slowly dies, a smile still wide on my lips. He sips his drink, not looking at me, and I smirk, leaning against the counter beside him.

"I'm not one of a kind though, Kuro-rin! There are a thousand different versions of me in a thousand different worlds! You should know that by now."

It comes without my permission, this unbidden thought. I wonder how many of those thousands of Yuuis have lost a Fai.

The band finishes near the back of the bar, a few last rhythmic notes plucked on the coffee colored curving instrument, the base. The audience snaps their fingers instead of clapping, a thousand little taps, murmurings filling the crowd. I breathe in a distilled breath of air sweetened with smoke and liquor and my smile falters for a moment. Just a moment, but I see in his eyes when I look back that he sees it slip.

It is just a small motion he makes, moves the slightest bit closer to me so that for an instant in his shifting I feel the sleeve of his arm brush against the sleeve of mine. He glances at me for a moment, wine colored eyes searching mine before he sips again, placing the empty glass on the table when he finishes. "Yeah. I sincerely doubt they're all exactly like you, though."

I smile, and I feel it tender and real on my face, sliding on easily, a simple accident.

And it is then that my mind itself slips and I wonder how many of those thousands have a Kurogane, if all of them do, and I know with dreading certainty that I have crossed far too many lines with myself and my thoughts, but at this moment I don't let myself begin to care. I shove it back, the back of my mind and don't consider it again until a few weeks later when I am forced to. When he forces me to.

Another song starts up. More drinks are ordered.

A/N: So. I'm currently writing this pretty long fanfiction, my first real chapter one, and I'm trying to write three chapters ahead before posting each chapter. So yeah. Just so I don't get like, months behind. Because that technically could happen. Anyway, whenever I need a break from that plot-line or a break from the original work I'm writing or the original work I'm co-writing or whatever I'm doing in Creative writing, then I write drabbles. This is what is going to be published here. Little effort, shortness, and no beta-ing. However, I do like these. They're fun. So please review!