My Love... Doushio? (What do I do now?)
“Takami-san! Takami-san!!” Kyouchi ran forward, eyes wide and panicked. “Takami-san!!”
“Kyo-chan…” Takami tried to stir, a tear dripping from his eye as more blood seeped from his stomach. Kyouchi slid to the floor beside him, gathering the man in his arms. His eyes had gone black and were wider than they had ever been. “You shouldn’t be here…”
“Takami-san!”
“Kyo-chan… I have always loved you. Since the first day that we met…” Takami raised a hand to cup Kyouchi’s cheek, a sad smile on his face. “I love you…”
“Takami-san!” Tears began coursing a slow, steady track down Kyouchi’s cheeks. “Please, Takami-san… don’t speak like this. Please… don’t…”
Takami smiled again, a smile that tore at Kyouchi’s heart with pain and sadness.
“I’m sorry, Kyo-chan,” Takami said softly, his cooling hand still holding on to Kyouchi’s face. “I just… want you to know…” Tears began forming in Takami’s eyes, spilling over to cascade down his cheeks. When he spoke, his voice was a near whisper. “I love you so much..”
The tears were flowing freely now down Kyouchi’s face, obstructing his view of his beloved.
“Takami-san… Please, Takami-san…” Kyouchi choked on his words, leaning down to embrace Takami closer to him. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, trying not to pay attention to the growing alarm as he felt the chill start to take hold of Takami’s body, the blood betrayal costing the body its warmth. Kyouchi opened his eyes again and stared into hazy blue eyes, raising a hand to place it gently over the one holding his cheek. “Takami-san, I love you so much, too…” The tears welled up in his eyes, obstructing his view again, before overflowing. “I love you so much…”
Takami smiled through his tears, the wetness running over and covering his lower face.
“Kyo-chan…” Takami leaned forward, into Kyouchi, wrapping his arms around Kyouchi’s midsection and trying to subdue the hiss of pain.
“Takami-san..!” Kyouchi tried to push him away. “You must rest…”
“No!” Takami held tighter to Kyouchi’s midsection, burying his face into Kyouchi’s shirt. “Just… just let me hold you. Please, Kyo-chan…”
Kyouchi was silent for a moment before gathering Takami against him, resting his head in the other man’s hair.
“Alright, Takami-san… Alright…”
The two held each other for a long time… Takami’s body still warm despite the chill, but also still rapidly losing blood. Eventually, the blood lessened in its flow, and Takami started to cough.
“Takami…? Takami?!” Kyouchi started to panic, looking down at him with wide eyes. “Takami!” Takami stopped coughing, and slumped against Kyouchi’s stomach. Kyouchi’s eyes widened, going fully black. “Takami?!? Don’t you die on me!!”
Takami coughed. “Kyouchi…”
“What?? What is it??” Kyouchi asked, panicked. His hold tightened on Takami, but lessened when he felt the other man wince.
“… Kiss me. … Before I go.” Takami’s head was still tucked against Kyouchi’s stomach.
“Takami-san…” Kyouchi’s eyes watered. But he nodded against Takami’s head. “I love you, Takami-san…”
Takami lifted his weary head with a smile, leaning upward with Kyouchi’s help.
“I love you, too, Kyo-chan…”
The two touched each other’s lips, softly, lovingly… The two kissed like this for a minute, before Takami gently deepened the kiss, running his tongue over Kyouchi’s lower lip, before pressing inside, searching for its partner. Kyouchi’s tongue joined in, stroking and sliding against its partner, desperate for that last touch. Tears coursed down both their faces, mingling with their saliva to make the kiss somewhat salty… Their bodies knew it was the last time they would touch like this, and pressed together, not aroused, but saying goodbye to their partner. Saying goodbye…
Takami pulled back slightly, only slightly, his eyes closed and lips resting against Kyouchi’s.
“Now… I can take a part of you with me to Heaven…” Takami whispered.
“Take all… you want of me… Takami-san…” Kyouchi whispered in return, eyes closed, mirroring his love‘s despair.
Takami pressed his lips fiercely against Kyouchi, feeling his end drawing all too near. Tears tracked silently from the corners of his closed eyes. Kyouchi pressed back, engaging in the farewell duel. His tears mingled with Takami’s once more, a last exchange.
Takami finally couldn’t hold himself up anymore, and slumped back against Kyouchi’s arms. Their mouths still clung together, reluctant to really say goodbye.
“You always were… my kami-sama,” Kyouchi whispered, lips moving against the corner of Takami’s mouth.
Takami smiled up at him, opening his eyes finally and meeting Kyouchi’s gaze. He had been gifted with one last moment of brilliance, his blue eyes and smiling lips holding all the love he had for Kyouchi in their expression. He raised his hand once more, and cupped Kyouchi’s cheek.
“Live… for me…” he whispered, falling slowly to the hard floor beneath them.
“I will…” Takami was placed gently against the floor, and his eyelids fluttered close with one last gaze upon his lover’s face. “T…Takami-san? Takami-san? Takami-san!!” Kyouchi hugged his lover’s body fiercely, eyes overflowing with tears. “Takami-san!!” His body crumpled over his lover’s form, tears falling onto the still body beneath him. “Oh, Takami-san…” He held closer, lids closing to cover his eyes.
“I love you… so much… Takami-san…” he whispered.