Subaru and Seishirou Get a Happy, Lovey-Dovey Ending [X1999]
Note: I'm finally getting around to posting some bits and bobs that have been sitting on my hard drive. Some of these go back several months. Ah, well.
Title: Subaru and Seishirou Get a Happy, Lovey-Dovey Ending
Series: X1999 and Tokyo Babylon
Characters: Read the title
Word Count: 638
Rating: PG13
Warnings: Not entirely as cracky as you might think.
Notes: This was a response to a 'name a story you think I'll never write' meme
Summary: Exactly what it says on the tin.
They found a hotel not too far from the bridge. Abandoned, of course, like many buildings in central Tokyo, but the emergency generator still seemed to have some life in it. Subaru debated for a moment, then let Seishirou collapse into one of the lobby chairs while he went behind the front desk in search of a master key.
"I'm ruining the upholstery," Seishirou pointed out, a propos of nothing.
"I don't really care," Subaru said. He didn't mean to be short, but all he could find were key cards and not actual keys. Seishirou's low chuckle should have been annoying, but instead he felt his breath catch in his throat. He kept rummaging though, for fear that if he'd stop, he'd realize that this was all some sort of twisted illusion and not a reality that he stlll couldn't explain.
He finally found an override key that was meant to be used in case of power outage. When Subaru looked up, he half expected to see that Seishirou had vanished, but instead, the dark onmyouji was still sitting there, getting grime and grease on the pale, elegant upholstery and bemusedly prodding at where a gaping chest wound should have been.
"Let's find a room, and see what we can do to get cleaned up." Subaru kept his voice from shaking, mostly, although it was a close thing when he saw Seishirou's leer upon the 'find a room' bit.
Seishirou allowed himself to be pulled to his feet, although there was a moment when it seemed he would turn the tables and pull Subaru into his lap. "What? You're not asking how or why? I'm surprised at you, Subaru-kun."
"After we get cleaned up," Subaru stammered. And maybe not then. To question this, to question why neither of them was dead, might be all it took to break the spell.
* * *
"It was Hokuto's spell, of course."
As promised, if not intended, they started talking after they got cleaned up. Not right away, of course. First had come some activities that would require another round of cleaning up, but Subaru couldn't honestly say he minded.
"Mmm?" Subaru was drowsy and content after sex, content enough to forget how problematic the whole situation truly was. Seishirou, perverse bastard that he was, was wide awake and quite chatty.
"She warned me that if I tried to kill you the way I killed her, it would rebound on me, killing me--which it seemed to do."
"Ngf." Subaru didn't want to hear any more about Seishirou dying.
"I suppose it never occured to her that I could have killed you in some other way--knife, 'traffic accident,' or some such. I had plenty of opportunity, you know."
Of course Seishirou didn't want him dead. Subaru knew that now. What Seishirou felt for him--if it could be described as 'feeling'--might not resemble what Subaru felt for him, but he knew the Sakurazukamori would never leave him, not any more.
"W'happened?" Even though he was fading in and out of sleep, Subaru was a little curious.
"Paradox. Since I knew--had explicitly been warned--that an attack of that kind would rebound, any attempt to kill you in that manner would not be an attack on you. It cancelled itself out, even though it did give me a nasty shock." Seishirou rolled over and placed a hand on Subaru's chest. The gesture was not as possessive as it once might have been. There was no need, not anymore. "Hokuto-chan was clever, but perhaps not as clever as she thought."
Hokuto's name brought with it the old, familiar pain, but it was tempered by the suspicion that Seishirou was wrong, and that Hokuto was exactly as clever as she thought, and that all this had happened precisely according to plan.
Title: Subaru and Seishirou Get a Happy, Lovey-Dovey Ending
Series: X1999 and Tokyo Babylon
Characters: Read the title
Word Count: 638
Rating: PG13
Warnings: Not entirely as cracky as you might think.
Notes: This was a response to a 'name a story you think I'll never write' meme
Summary: Exactly what it says on the tin.
They found a hotel not too far from the bridge. Abandoned, of course, like many buildings in central Tokyo, but the emergency generator still seemed to have some life in it. Subaru debated for a moment, then let Seishirou collapse into one of the lobby chairs while he went behind the front desk in search of a master key.
"I'm ruining the upholstery," Seishirou pointed out, a propos of nothing.
"I don't really care," Subaru said. He didn't mean to be short, but all he could find were key cards and not actual keys. Seishirou's low chuckle should have been annoying, but instead he felt his breath catch in his throat. He kept rummaging though, for fear that if he'd stop, he'd realize that this was all some sort of twisted illusion and not a reality that he stlll couldn't explain.
He finally found an override key that was meant to be used in case of power outage. When Subaru looked up, he half expected to see that Seishirou had vanished, but instead, the dark onmyouji was still sitting there, getting grime and grease on the pale, elegant upholstery and bemusedly prodding at where a gaping chest wound should have been.
"Let's find a room, and see what we can do to get cleaned up." Subaru kept his voice from shaking, mostly, although it was a close thing when he saw Seishirou's leer upon the 'find a room' bit.
Seishirou allowed himself to be pulled to his feet, although there was a moment when it seemed he would turn the tables and pull Subaru into his lap. "What? You're not asking how or why? I'm surprised at you, Subaru-kun."
"After we get cleaned up," Subaru stammered. And maybe not then. To question this, to question why neither of them was dead, might be all it took to break the spell.
* * *
"It was Hokuto's spell, of course."
As promised, if not intended, they started talking after they got cleaned up. Not right away, of course. First had come some activities that would require another round of cleaning up, but Subaru couldn't honestly say he minded.
"Mmm?" Subaru was drowsy and content after sex, content enough to forget how problematic the whole situation truly was. Seishirou, perverse bastard that he was, was wide awake and quite chatty.
"She warned me that if I tried to kill you the way I killed her, it would rebound on me, killing me--which it seemed to do."
"Ngf." Subaru didn't want to hear any more about Seishirou dying.
"I suppose it never occured to her that I could have killed you in some other way--knife, 'traffic accident,' or some such. I had plenty of opportunity, you know."
Of course Seishirou didn't want him dead. Subaru knew that now. What Seishirou felt for him--if it could be described as 'feeling'--might not resemble what Subaru felt for him, but he knew the Sakurazukamori would never leave him, not any more.
"W'happened?" Even though he was fading in and out of sleep, Subaru was a little curious.
"Paradox. Since I knew--had explicitly been warned--that an attack of that kind would rebound, any attempt to kill you in that manner would not be an attack on you. It cancelled itself out, even though it did give me a nasty shock." Seishirou rolled over and placed a hand on Subaru's chest. The gesture was not as possessive as it once might have been. There was no need, not anymore. "Hokuto-chan was clever, but perhaps not as clever as she thought."
Hokuto's name brought with it the old, familiar pain, but it was tempered by the suspicion that Seishirou was wrong, and that Hokuto was exactly as clever as she thought, and that all this had happened precisely according to plan.