Author's Note: Well, it's happening, I'm finishing my first year of college (tomorrow...well, technically today...) and I've decided that I terribly miss fanfiction. I've started writing two AUs for Harry Potter (which may have a few chapters up by the end of the week), and because of that I've come back to look at some of my old works. The first thing I realized: I never finished putting up what I HAD written of this up on ffnet. The second thing I realized? I've forgotten more about X fandom than most people ever know...

Revisions: This is already the "revised" edition because of various reasons, but now it's revised again--I've fixed the formatting (which had been that way because of emailing), taken out the useless Japanese (like "hai" and "desu" and whatnot, but I've kept the title suffixes because there are no good equivalents in English), and will be CONSTANTLY revising this. Which means these chapters here? Definitely not the final draft. I'm only putting this first chapter up tonight, so the ones following it will still be badly formatted for a few hours . You should survive.

Disclaimer: X and Tokyo Babylon, as well as all characters, events, and fictional places, belong to Clamp, and whoever else may own rights. I am simply borrowing for a non-profit means of entertainment, which only encourages further reading of actual Clamp materials.

Pairings (including, but not limited to): DaiKak, FuuSora, HinKan, SatYuut, SeiSub, SubSora, SubKak, etc.

WARNINGS: Violence, OOC, Adult Content, Adult Language, etc.

This is rated MATURE.

Other Worlds: An X AU

By Cheshire

Sumeragi Subaru, the soul survivor of the Sumeragi clan, looked over Tokyo with a slightly bored expression. 'For such a great city,' he thought as he bound over the roofs of the nearby skyscrapers, making his way quickly to his destination, 'it sure looks like every other I've ever seen.'

For most of his nineteen years he had avoided the city as much as possible, deciding instead to travel away from Japan itself and see the world, although still offering his services out to governments and companies which could afford his ridiculously high prices. The reason for his avoidance of the great metropolis ran deeply through his mind, creating the man he became from a great tragedy. His family had died, he thought rightfully so, during council in Tokyo which was infiltrated by an enemy, leading to a horrific case of mass murder. 'A stupid excuse, they should have just called it a family reunion for the amount of security they had on that building.'

Little Subaru had been left with a friend of the family since he was still in the process of completing a particularly hard part of his training, and it wasn't necessary to have the four year old Heir there, even if his father insisted on taking him every other place they went to. No, the precious child had been left at home, none of his family caring enough to stay with him, and that was why they were all dead, and he had survived. Because no one cared.

The onmyouji had noticed a burst of power that's intensity surprised him as his plane descended into the city's airport, and had managed to pinpoint its origin from the air. Finding it now that he was more or less on the ground was proving a slight problem. 'Over towards here...There, that one.'

Landing neatly in a deserted alley way, he adjusted his expensive although casual looking clothing, once again noticing the irony of the simple outfit he had decided on, the dark clothes covered in white almost a model for himself. Satisfied that his pure white trench coat was once more perfect he stepped out into the street, not surprised to see so few people upon it. It was late and the recent glut of 'natural' disasters in the area had scared most of the people off the street by the end of the working day.

He spent at least ten minutes trying to find how to get where he was going, and just as he was about to turn around and go back to his hotel a figure emerged from the shadows, one which caused a certain sense within him to start going off. 'Looks like I won't need to find the entrance myself, after all,' he silently mused, as he watched the person approach.

Chin length pinkish hair, arresting hazel eyes, and a seductive smile greeted him as the stranger stopped before him. "Hello," she breathed, as she looked into his face from not even a foot away. "What's a nice boy like you doing in a neighborhood like this?"

"Hopefully meeting with a prospective employer, why might you ask?" His own tones were educated, polite, but colder even than the frosty night air.

The woman's eyes narrowed as she looked him over once more, and he returned the favor. Adding to her entirely too seductive look was the fact that she was in something that most women wouldn't wear outside of bed, or a really raunchy dinner party. A black leather skirt slit up as far as it possibly could be revealed not only her thigh high stockings, but her garter and hints of the black lace that probably lined her underwear. Her top wasn't a shirt but a bodice and a bra neatly packed into one tiny package that not only pushed up her breasts, but also did a good job at pushing them out. A velvet choker, opera gloves, and spiky heeled boots completed the ensemble.

"Oh, yes, then allow me to introduce myself...I'm Karen Kasumi, soon to be a coworker." The girl held up her hand and the young man raised a single dark eyebrow as a small flame appeared in her upraised palm.

"I'm Sumeragi Subaru." Light flashed through his eyes for an instant as Karen's flame winked out of existence, causing her to look at him in surprise. "Nice to meet you," he said, amusement clear in his eyes but face still turned up in a polite greeting.

"I'll show you inside," the pyrokinetic said, tone slightly deflated.

"Anymore on that Kamui kid?" Yuuto asked as he watched Satsuki jump down from her pride and joy. "You think he's the one?"

"Yes," the hacker answered, smiling up at the Beast, a huge metal construct of a computer. "I will run more tests, but the answer will still be yes."

"If you've got to run more tests, than why are you out here?" the blond haired man's eyes lightened, somewhat, and it was clear what answer he wished to hear.

"There is a visitor, someone new," the eighteen year old answered, paying no heed to the way the man's face fell ever so slightly at her words.

"Who?"

Satsuki gave a look that would be considered a smile for her, something she hardly ever showed except when connected to her computer. "We will soon find out."

The elevator door opened, and out stepped a woman who Yuuto recognized as one of the other Dragons of Earth, one he had managed to joke around with quite a bit when they had first met. He was confused, but that left him as she stepped inside, soon followed by one of the most beautiful people the government employee had ever seen, male or female. 'Too bad it had to be a guy, though...'

Emerald green eyes that watched and coldly reflected everything that happened around them were filled with a light deep inside, that caused one to take at least a second glance at them. Straight black hair fell to his shoulders around a delicate, almost feminine head and the pale skin flowed into broad shoulders. The man, or maybe boy, his exact age was hard to be immediately defined, had on a white trench coat which looked to be leather, black pants that hugged his slender legs, and a somewhat loose silk shirt of the darkest red. The clothes, which accented his good looks, only added to the problem of discerning how old he was.

"Who's that, Karen?" Yuuto finally managed to ask, watching the newcomer with both interest and suspicion.

"Yes, Karen, please do tell," a silky voice put in as a door at the side of the room opened and Kanoe, resident Dreamseer, stepped through. "Who is this lovely young man?"

"Sumeragi Subaru," Karen said, and the others noticed a slight touch of fear in her voice as she watched the black haired young man carefully.

"Sumeragi?" Kanoe's eyes widened at the name. "The Sumeragi?"

"Yes," Subaru answered coldly, eyes flicking around the room, quickly taking all of it in.

"What do you mean, 'The Sumeragi?'?" Satsuki asked, coming up to where Kanoe stood, only feet away from Subaru.

"The Sumeragi, Satsuki-chan, as in the Head of the Sumeragi Clan, one of the last of the Sumeragi Clan. And debatably the most powerful onmyouji in the world."

"'Debatably the most powerful onmyouji in the world,' isn't that the same thing you said about the Sakurazukamori?" Yuuto's eyes flashed in amusement. "What, is it a requirement of powerful onmyouji to have a name starting with 'the'?"

Subaru, meanwhile, was nodding slightly, as if to himself. "I thought so...So the Sakurazukamori is one of the Chi no Ryu, also."

"Also?" Yuuto and Satsuki said at the same time, while Karen and Kanoe smiled as if self satisfied, mainly because they had already known exactly what the man was.

"Yes, what did you think I was, a Ten no Ryu? Really." Subaru's voice was laced with disgust, but he quickly disregarded that, reminding himself not to start hating people he would have to be working with for at least the next few months.

"Oh, and here I thought that the 14th Sumeragi Head was supposed to be kind and caring," a darkly amused voice said as a slight wind stirred in the room.

'What is up with people appearing in the middle of conversations with this bunch? Is it a requirement?' Subaru thought, unconsciously mocking Yuuto and very annoyed, turning only to stop in mid step, catching his breath.

Earlier...

Kamui looked over at his friend and fought off a frown. Something wasn't right. He had been away for years, but that still didn't explain the odd feeling he kept getting when around Fuuma, or the weird flashes of another personality that sometimes went over the older boy. Shivering at that memory, he put on the best lopsided grin he could manage at Fuuma's concerned look. If he had learned nothing else from the few days of Sorata's forced companionship, it was that putting on a happy front almost always worked to accomplish whatever goal you wanted.

The two were sitting on a couch in the Monou residence, both trying to come to terms with everything that had recently happened. The violet eyed boy occasionally shot glances at his best friend, wondering what was going through the other's head, hoping that the silence didn't draw out one of those mood swings and blackouts from the hazel eyed boy.

"Fuuma..." Kamui began, but cut himself off, not knowing what exactly he had been trying to say.

"Kamui?" Fuuma moved closer and for some reason Kamui felt his heartbeat speed up. "What is it?"

"I...nothing, Fuuma. Sorry." Kamui didn't meet his eyes, knowing that his friend would see through his mask to the worries and fears beneath. Thankfully, Fuuma didn't push the issue, but for just a moment his eyes flashed cold and golden, taking a predatory glance at Kamui before the taller boy looked away and began focusing on his own thoughts. Brushing his long, dark bangs out of his eyes, Kamui wondered for an instant if what he saw was real.

"Kamui? You ready to go?" The amethyst eyes of the short boy turned to look at his newest 'friend.'

"Yeah, Sorata." He spared another look at Fuuma. "Are you sure you don't want to go to dinner with us?" When the older boy shook his head Kamui walked past Sorata and out of the room.

"You know, he really wanted you to go with us," the monk commented as he moved to follow the Kamui.

"I know."

Chocolate eyes blinked rapidly. "Then why aren't you?"

Again Fuuma's eyes flashed the color of polished gold, causing Sorata to take a step backwards and almost knock into the door ajar behind him. "Now that..." the look in the older boy's eyes left as the coldness in his voice seeped away, "...I don't know."

Later...

"I hear that there skills are equal...But that's not it!" Arashi cocked her head to the side as she listened to the monk's surprisingly informative speech. "It's also rumored that they have been purposely avoiding each other, as if waiting for some big confrontation. The Sumeragi is almost never on the continent, and the Sakurazukamori almost never leaves it. It's like they've staked out territory and possessively guard it from each other!"

"So you think this will lead to a fight between them?"

"It has to! Who better to be a Ten no Ryu than one of the greatest forces of white magic in the world?" Sorata said, excitedly, smiling brightly at the dark haired girl next to him. "...Even if it's also said that he's almost hermetic. But I guess you'd expect that, considering."

"Considering what?" Arashi frowned, charcoal eyes searching the other Seal's face.

"Well, I'm sure you heard, right, what happened to the Sumeragis? The current head is one of the last of the blood line left, and has been for a long time. After the Sumeragi Massacre he spent all his time in the West. I don't think he's ever even been to Tokyo."

Arashi nodded, her memory clearing at his words. "Yes, that's right...This is where it happened, isn't it?" After a moments thought, her eyes met his brown ones. "How would we get a hold of this Sumeragi head?"