Title: Final thoughts
Fandom: Crossover - X/1999 | Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Kamui, Alphonse
Pairing: Kamui/Alphonse
Prompt:
16. Think of me and i'll be thereWord count: 440
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own.
“Where are you going?”
“Away.”
“Why?”
“...I just need to get away for a little while.”
It had been a long while since they had seen each other, days, months; soon to be a year if that had not already passed them by. There was no one to go back in time and prevent their parting of ways, and if Kamui really thought about it these days, it was probably better on some vague level. The other boy could learn to get along with his other friends, and Kamui would simply need to learn how to realise his wish once more.
Back to the usual routine as he had known would happen upon his return to his home.
“When I go, I don’t want people to be upset.”
“I will be.”
“...Then when I go, think about me...”
Things had been far too dull back in his world; he was just so tired of fighting by now with the constant attacks upon Tokyo. He wanted to go back to that place and relax along with those he had made friends with. Not even the strange happenings there could match up and bring down his mood like Fuuma’s mindless attacks...to the world, to his body and to his mind. It was repetitive and draining, and only now did he really notice how nice he had had things back in that place.
He had a job, friends and someone close to him once again...never a match for Fuuma or Kotori but surely the closest he would ever have now. But, that was all in the past.
“Think of you?”
“Think of me and know that i’ll be there right by your side.”
...If only that were true, Kamui thinks as he lays there on the ground with a warm pool slowly forming beneath his body. If only he had seen his friends, maybe then he would have had the extra incentive to work things out and save himself. Now everyone in his world was doomed all due to the simple fact that he had missed something, why hadn’t he asked for help? Why? ...It didn’t matter...
“Think of me...”
Kamui smiles very slightly as his vision starts to cloud over, the pain in his chest where the sword pierced through has numbed, he can’t feel the liquid which he simply knows is all around him. In death the only thing he can truly think of is being in that world with everyone. With him and his friends from here, everyone happy and smiling, shamefully being hugged by that one person upon his return.
If only thinking would send him to that place...