Disclaimer: X and related characters belong to the one and only CLAMP.

Blinded

An X/1999 fanfiction by pluto-mint

Warnings: Shounen-ai and a little lime.

Summary: AU. X/1999 story with no the end of the world issue.

Pairings: Fuuma/Kamui/Kotori, Fuuma/Subaru, Seishirou/Subaru, etc.

Ratings: PG-13

Sorry for the long delay minna-san!! Enjoy the chapter! ^__^

Blinded

Chapter 6

The afternoon was bright, warm, and beautiful. It was the kind of afternoon that people would spent with their loved ones in the park, sitting together in a wooden bench, holding hands, and bathing in the golden glow flowing from the afternoon's sun. And maybe the lovers would watch how the afternoon turned into a beautiful night when the new moon shyly peeking through clear night sky. And the stars would twinkle like diamonds in the velvet blue sky. And the lovers will gaze into each other's eyes, watching how the brown irises turn into a beautiful shade of gold. And he would kiss that soft inviting lip-

"Kamui-kun!!!"

Keiichi's cheerful voice snapped Kamui from his little 'romantic dream.' "Keiichi, do you always have to be that loud?" Kamui said in a very annoyed tone. Keiichi only grinned sheepishly, scratching the back of his blonde head, "Gomen ne Kamui-kun, it's just that Satsuki-sempai would be here any minute now. If we don't finish the cleaning… well… you know her. She would probably have us cleaning the club for the rest of the year".

"I know," Kamui sighed and returned to the wet mop, sweeping the floor. He wondered what makes him join this club, the school news paper club. It's not like that he hated the club, but their head editor can be very cruel sometimes. Everyone knows that Igarashi Satsuki was a very cold yet also a very smart girl. Keiichi said that she was able to hack any network in Japan, maybe that's why the club voted her as their leader.

"You know, it's too bad that the football club doesn't have any match right now. If they do then maybe Satsuki-sempai would watch the match and doesn't bother to check our chore today."

"I don't know that Satsuki-sempai interested in sports like football." The water splashed in to his shoes as Kamui mumbled those words.

"She's not. But Yuuto-sempai, the captain, is her boyfriend. That's why she always watches him play". Keiichi grinned before adding, "Say, your girlfriend, Kotori-chan, is the manager of the football club is she? You know, you're really lucky that Monou-sempai is your friend, an ordinary guy like me wouldn't have the chance to be near her"

"Er… we're not lovers Keiichi".

"Liar," Keiichi snorted, "I bet you already kissed the girl."

"I'm not!!! I never… Oh just drop it Keiichi."

Keiichi's grin turned into a mischief smile as his best friends face turned into a lovely shade of pink, "So… you're not taken yet? Or maybe you're saving yourself for Monou-sempai?"

I'm saving my self for Fuuma? "Hey! What's that suppose to mean?" Now Kamui's face already turned as red as a tomato. He tried to grab Keiichi's shirt but the blonde boy was a lot faster than him. The slippery floor making him fell so ungracefully on the floor. He felt the cold watery floor under his shirt and Kamui dimly saw that Keiichi was about to jumped on him when the door slid open.

Satsuki watched the two boys with a plain expression. "Boys, please get another room to do anything what you're about to do" Pushing her eye glasses to the bridge of her nose, Satsuki looked uninterested and rather bored with Keiichi's antics.

"Ahahaha! Satsuki-sempai, Kamui and I were only doing the cleaning."

"Funny. I didn't see it that way." Satsuki said quietly as she walked to her desk, opened her laptop –Beast, as she often called it, and started to type. Her face was as impassive as ever when she said, "Keiichi, if you're about to help Kamui-san, you don't need to grope him like that." And Kamui was nothing but to feel kind of relieved to hear Satsuki's stern voice since Keiichi was about to jump on him (again!!).

"Oh, you're no fun Satsuki-sempai," pouted Keiichi as he lent his hand to a very red Kamui, "By the way, what's the news Satsuki-sempai?"

"I just have the news that the kendo club won the match today. Apparently Fuuma-san is way too strong for his opponent. The club would face the Sakura Gakuen kendo club in the final match".

"Monou-sempai sure is a tough one." Keiichi chirped excitedly, "Ooh… his fans would be thrilled to hear this."

Although he was still in a daze of dizziness, Kamui could hear the news clearly. Kendo. It was Fuuma's another world besides the shrine, school, Kotori, and Subaru.

The latter one was quite a puzzle to Kamui. He didn't know how to define the nature of Fuuma and Subaru's relationship. He always thought that Subaru share the same nature of the relationship he had with Fuuma, that is the 'best friends' term. But when he saw Subaru that morning, dressed in a pair of Fuuma's worn pajamas, drank the morning coffee together with Fuuma, and talking over stuffs that Kamui only heard on the news, his whole view about their relationship had changed. Somehow he realized that Subaru had become a part of Fuuma's world.

And there's that knot in his chest every time he thought about it. But when he saw how Fuuma would smile every time he was with Subaru, all his sadness disappeared. It's okay, because he loved to see the smile upon Fuuma's face.           

Fuuma won the match… he must be smiling right now, Kamui smiled with the thought of his best friend's smile. The image of Fuuma's beautiful smile played inside his mind. Too bad he's not there to see it, if it wasn't because his weekly core at the club he would have watch the match right now.

"So Fuuma won the match ne?" A gentle smile featured Kamui's face.

Satsuki craned her neck upon hearing Kamui's soft whisper. She'd never heard someone whispered Fuuma's name with such fondness. But now she saw a dreamy look upon Kamui's face, and she smiled secretly. "Ah… yes, Kamui-san. He won the match"

***

The usually quiet dojo now was full with people, the loud cheers could be heard from inside the dojo. But outside the dojo, stood a boy with hakama, his spiky hair plastered to his face as he poured the mineral water from its bottle to his hair. The water splashed, cooling his face with their flow. Running his fingers through his spiky hair, Fuuma sighed silently. The match was quite easy. And even though it had caused him some bruises on his arms now, he was sure that his opponent was bearing a much worse wound than his.

Fuuma had always enjoyed his victory. But right now his victory felt so hollow. He wanted to share his victory with Kamui, he wanted Kamui to be there for him when he win the match, he wanted Kamui to hold him if he lose the match. He wanted Kamui so bad.

For a brief moment, his eyes looked so empty. He was so absorbed on his thought; he didn't even realize that a girl had been watching him silently. A fluffy towel was suddenly thrown over his face and he turned to see Arashi beaming at him. He smiled at her; Arashi always had a way to his heart.

"You win," she tried to say it casually but the tone of her voice couldn't cover her joy. "Yeah, I won the match." He grinned at her while drying his dampened hair with the towel. "What about your match Arashi? Don't tell me that you lost the match."

Arashi was giving him a glare right now, "Hey, I'm a better swordsman than you". He laughed softly and threw the towel back at her, "Swordsman? But you're girl Arashi."

Arashi punched his arm lightly, it shouldn't be hurt but Arashi somehow hit the bruised spot, he cringed in pain, "Ouch… stop it Arashi."

"Oh my God, you're hurt," Arashi immediately tend his bruised arm and glared at him, "Why didn't you tell me about it?"

"Arashi… it's only a minor injury. There's nothing serious about it," trying to pry her hands away from his arms, Fuuma earned another glare from the long haired girl. "All the big things were started by the small ones Fuuma. Now stay, I'll get some cooling gel for your arm." Arashi dragged him to the nearest tree and pushed him to a sitting position before walking back to the dojo to get some medicine for him. Funny how a frail looking girl like Arashi could forced a grown boy like him to stay put, only by glaring at him.

Rubbing his injured arm, Fuuma sat under the tree and let out another sigh. Girls tend to do unexpected things are they? Kotori squealed a lot when she saw her favorite boy band on TV and now Arashi was giving him lots of glare only because he was having some stupid bruises. Briefly he wondered about another girl in his past… He smiled when he remembered how the girl would blush every time he gave her a shy glance. Sweet and cute.

Too bad things didn't work out between them. No matter how hard he tried or she tried to make things work between them, they just don't. Somehow all he could see is Kamui. Not her and no one else but Kamui. Only Kamui. And even though the violet eyed boy never saw him the way he wanted him to see, his eyes only lit up when he saw Kamui smile, even if the smile wasn't meant for him.

The leaves falling softly, floating in the air before it descended upon the earth. Just like the leaves, he was also falling slowly; fell into the depth of his feelings toward Kamui. Suddenly he felt tired and he closed his eyes as the evening breeze lulled him into sleep.

***

Arisugawa Sorata saw the boy that was sleeping peacefully under the tree secretly. His eyes narrowed slightly when he saw a long haired girl in hakama walking toward the boy. Jealousy rang in his ears when he saw the gentle smile upon the girl's face as she tended the boy's injured arm, ever so carefully not to wake the boy from his sleep.

He held his breath and whispered, "You should be mine Arashi…"

***

"Subaru-san… all is set and ready for tonight." Kanoe shuffled the papers in her hands, "This is the speech that you've requested."

Sitting in his usual thinking chair, Subaru watched the half moon displayed in his window and answered without looking at her, "Thank you Kanoe-san, just put the speech on my desk."

Kanoe's slender fingers running through her long hair, licking her lips in a very seductive way, "Are you sure that you don't need anything else Subaru-san? I can give you… things… that would make you… shall we say… happy."

Subaru, still faced to the window, answered with an impassive tone, "No, thank you Kanoe-san."

Kanoe laughed, "Still playing the Ice Prince are you?" Hands on her waist, Kanoe smiled before walking to the door. Oh well, if Subaru won't play with her, some other men would. After all who could resist her charm, dressed in a very suggestive black dress and with a body that could make Venus de Milo screamed with envy, Kanoe was so very sure about it. "See you in the morning, Subaru-san."

Subaru never left his eyes from the moon. His emerald eyes held sadness and longing to the moon.

Seishirou…

After what happen on that rainy afternoon, Subaru was haunted by that smile, that Seishirou's smile. It's not like he's never been haunted by the images of Seishirou, but never, not even once, in his dreams he dared to imagine Seishirou smile at him. Never did he imagine a smile -his smile- that held so many… things inside of it.

Things like wants, need, and possessiveness... for him. For Subaru.

Drowned in his thought, he almost suffocated by the overwhelming truth that Seishirou will never smiled at him like that. Drawing his knees to his chest, tears started to flow silently. He was alone, alone in this dark and cold room. He wished that Hokuto was here to say soothing words in his ears. He wanted to be held by Fuuma. But right now… there's no Hokuto to comfort him. No Fuuma to hold him.

His reminders beeped and brought him back to reality; he was supposed to be at the party in 30 minutes. Still thinking about the smile, he glanced at the beeping thing before decided to rise from his seat and headed to the shower.

And as the cold water running along his skin, Subaru wondered that maybe he should stop imagining things again, especially impossible things like that smile.  

***

By the time he finished the job, the sun was already set, making its way for the night and Kamui's body was nothing but a bundle of aching muscle. He made his way to the school gate with such effort. But when he saw Kotori's smiling face under the midst of falling leaves, all his pain suddenly wiped away from his body. Kotori's smile lit up the darkened evening and also his heart.

"Kamui-chan…"

"Anoo… Kotori, I didn't make you wait that long am I?" He smiled at her with a weak smile. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't make you wait that long…"

"No it's okay," Kotori's soft voice echoed in his head, "I know that you're busy Kamui-chan." Kotori looked so beautiful with a smile on her face. Her golden hair was creating an illusion of halo above her head. Kotori looked like an angel.

"Come on, Oniichan is probably waiting for me right now." Kotori took his hand and Kamui blushed when he felt Kotori's soft skin glide under his skin. Silently, he returned the touch by holding her hand. Kotori blushed when she realized what happened. Kamui was holding her hand, but this time it was different. It's not for comfort or support but it's simply because Kamui wants to.

"I can hold your hands, can I?" Shyly peeking from his longer bangs, Kamui hid the blush on his cheek perfectly. There's an awkward silence hung between them, both of them didn't know what to do, both thinking what the other's words mean.

He could see the pink shade adoring Kotori's beautiful face before Kotori shyly slipped her fingers to his hands, "Then… I can hold yours too, can I?

Smiling at her, Kamui gazed into her eyes and answered, "Yes, you can."

Kotori smiled back at him. Her golden hair waved and she smelled like roses and the morning dew. The night, the moon, the stars, their beauty were nothing compared to hers. The boy and the girl smiled to each other, walking together under the clear night sky. The street's light glowed, illuminating them with the soft fluorescent glow. And if the others saw the boy and the girl, they would see perfection.

***

The people clapped their hands as he finished his speech. Some people greeted him and thanked him for the donation he gave to the hospital. Their hands were every where; they're trying to reach him. It's too bright in here. It's too crowded. All the women tried to touch him or trying to make him to touch them, while all the men trying to impress him with their words. Soon Subaru started to feel the room was spinning too fast. He needed to breathe, he needed a room…

But right now he was the center of the attention, since the party was basically held for him. Apparently the hospital board wanted to thank him and showed their gratitude with this party. And now, the hospital's director was trying to introduce him with his wife, a lovely educated middle aged woman. The lady would've been a nice company if only she didn't talk that much.

And now his vision started to blur, the lady noticed this and asked him whether he needed a doctor. He smiled politely and answered that it's only a minor thing. He ushered an apology and headed to the rest room.

Subaru thanked the God in heaven when he managed to slip away from the party. Finally, he found himself a perfect spot on a park near the party hall. He sat quietly on the wooden bench. The chilly air was biting his skin, making his cheek flushed. He regretted leaving his coat in the receptionist since his white shirt couldn't prevent the cold from touching his skin. He looked up to the night sky and saw the moon emanating the soft white glow to the darkened night. Beautiful.

Awed by the moon's mysterious beauty, Subaru never realized the presence of another man in the park. Like a tiger, the man moved slowly and gracefully toward Subaru. His eyes glinted with something that held so many secrets, secrets that were not meant to be revealed. Just like a hunter to his prey, all his senses became so sharp when Subaru was around him. He could smell the faint scent of Subaru's shampoo mixed with the scent of summer's night sky. He wondered if Subaru still tasted like strawberries… Oh well, it's nothing to be worried about since he wasn't planning on leaving without having a taste of Subaru. Seishirou smirked at thought.

"The moon is beautiful isn't it?"

The soft spoken voice woke Subaru from his little trance.

That voice… it can't be.

Seishirou!

Trying to calm himself, Subaru dug his nails to the skin of his arms. He could hear soft foot steps making their way to him. He shivered slightly when the scent of Seishirou's after shave invading his senses. Seishirou… the man stood there clad in his usual black suit, his silver framed spectacle glinted under the moonlight. He was looking as handsome as ever with his enigmatic smile on his face. His black hair framed his perfect face, with some long bangs fell gracefully over his cheekbones.

"It is." Seishirou smiled when he heard the slight tremble in Subaru's voice. Subaru's pale skin almost looked like porcelain under the moon's soft pearly glow. The boy rose from his seat and he saw the boy's emerald eyes glinted with something. Was it love? Or hate…? He didn't know for sure, but then again there's always that thin line between love and hate.

Seishirou noticed how Subaru had become a little taller than the last time they met; it's been five year anyway. And it's not like that he mind with the changes, Subaru still and will always be a perfect picture for him.

He chewed the cigarette between his lips and started to reach the lighter in his pocket before Subaru offered him his lighter. A little startled by the fact that Subaru has a lighter, Seishirou smiled and asked, "Do you smoke Subaru-kun?"

The bespectacled man suddenly gripped Subaru's wrist. But Subaru pulled his hands away and watched him with a calm yet conflicting look. "I don't." Seishirou smiled enigmatically and blew the smoke to the night air, "then I take it that your boy friend is the one who smoke."

"That is none of your business." Subaru's voice falter slightly by the indifference look Seishirou gave to him. Why didn't he see any trace of something on Seishirou's face? The man didn't feel anything for him, did he? Subaru thought miserably. He wanted to run away again but his knees had become so weak when Seishirou suddenly leaned closer and touched his face. His calloused fingers traced along the jaw line and stopped at his chin before they lifted his face so that Seishirou's breaths mingled with his.

"I saw you and I know that you saw me too. You had a good taste Subaru," Seishirou whispered between their lips. Subaru's legs turned to jelly when he felt the older man's warm breath before his lips as he whispered those words. All his walls had melted and he wanted to avoid the taller man's gaze because he didn't want Seishirou to see the weakness in him. But Subaru was unable to fight the hand that was holding his face, because the truth was he wanted Seishirou's touch so bad.

"Seishirou-san…" That was the only coherent words he could say. 

Seishirou only smirked and answered the words by descending his lips upon Subaru's lips in a kiss. It was not a gentle kiss; it was a fierce demanding kiss. Biting Subaru's bottom lips, demanding an entrance, Seishirou slipped his tongue into Subaru's mouth. Tasting the smaller boy by touching every side of his mouth, Seishirou could taste a faint strawberry sweetness mixed the bitter taste of coffee.

Subaru, on the other hand, was too stunned with the act. The lips over his, the tongue in his mouth, the hand on his face, they were all Seishirou's. He was kissing him. He could taste Seishirou in every place of his mouth. His black hair shone under the bright light coming from the lightings on the park and they were making an illusion of a black halo over his head. Panting slightly from the kiss, Subaru croaked, "Why?"

"I want you."

What?? Subaru had a trouble in processing the words.

"I want you, I don't care if you're taken or not. I will have you because I want you." A smile graced Seishirou's face. He was pleased to see Subaru's response.

The boy hung his head low, his heart pounding so hard. Seishirou wanted him. Wanted him, but not wanting him fully as he is. But all that he could see on his eyes were only lust. Seishirou never loved him and now he lusted over Subaru. It's wrong, because Subaru had always loved him and wanting to be loved in return. It's wrong, because Seishirou never loved him and now he only wanted his body. It's so wrong. He didn't want to be played again.

"What about me? What about my feelings?" Subaru's weak voice was demanding an answer. Inhaling the cigarette slowly, Seishirou smirked and answered the question, "What is it with your feelings? I thought you already knew the answer."

"So you don't care about me." Subaru's body shaken with anger, bitterness, sadness, despair, and, to his horror, also by the joy he felt because Seishirou wanted him. He pushed Seishirou away with his hands. But Seishirou only smirked and kissed him again, "I thought you already know that Subaru-kun."

Subaru felt the sting on the corner of his eyes and whispered weakly, "Then go, just go…" He didn't want Seishirou to see him cry.

Turned his back from the angry boy, Seishirou tossed his cigarette and smiled to the boy, "I will have you Subaru, until then… try to remember my words that you are mine." The man walked away from the boy and lost in to the darkness of the night.

Subaru fell to his knees when Seishirou finally faded from his view. "Why?"

"Why?"

"Why?"

"Why?"

Wrapping his arms around his shaky body, heart broken and shattered, Subaru tried to be strong, he tried not to cry. A silent tear was falling softly from his eyes.

And the moon suddenly looked so gray for him.

TBC

A/N: Yep, Seishirou is EVIL!!!

Minna-san, I apologize for the long update. I've been quite busy lately… Doing some papers, experiments, and stuffs like that. I hope this chapter delight you! ^__^

Someone told me that I'm good at writing fluff so that's why you'll find some fluffy scenes on the next chapter. As for the story, the next chapter will feature a certain couple's (sort of) first date. And no, it's not A Kamui/Kotori date. So just wait for the next chapter.

And by the way… I am looking for a beta reader, many people told me to find one. Anyone interested? Just send me an email if you're interested! ^__^

The last but not least, Athrun! Athrun! Athrun! I've write a Gundam Seed Fanfiction, if you want to read it then it's on Gundam UC section. I love that boy!!!

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