Eclipse Chapter Three: Anata ni aitai Short chapter,
gomen na! ^^;;
And everything under the sun is in tune But the sun is
eclipsed by the moon.
-Pink Floyd:
Eclipse
Eclipse Part 3
/Seishirou-san.../
The newspaper falls
from Subaru trembling hands. He pauses, the world freezes for a moment.
Seishirou is here. His heart begins thudding, he can hear its throbbing in his
ears.
/Seishirou-san is here.../
Seishirou remembers to recover
quickly from his shock. He reminds himself not to show any signs of weakness or
his internal turmoil. He calls upon his cool Sakurazukamori appearance and
strides over to the table, feeling Subaru's eyes upon him.
Subaru clasps
his hands together to keep them from shaking. He swears Seishirou can hear his
heart thudding against his chest. He mind is frozen in shock, it has been two
years since Seishirou has last appeared in front of him. The assassin hasn't
changed a bit. Subaru keeps his eyes on Seishirou as the man comes to him and
takes the seat across from him, meeting his eyes once, a cold smile flashing
across his face.
Subaru does not react as Seishirou sits down. There is
an oppressive silence across the café, and even the other customers glance
across the room at the strange couple. The tension in the room is palpable.
Subaru casts his eyes down at his empty place, wondering what he should
do. Should he run? Seishirou has undoubtedly reappeared to kill him. Not that he
would mind dying in Seishirou's arms, he thinks to himself, tasting a bit of
bitterness on his tongue. There was always the small possibility that Seishirou
loved him; but he banished that thought quickly. The Sakurazukamori didn't love.
Seishirou almost killed him once, he probably just came to finish the
job.
Seishirou too, wonders what he should say. He needs time to sort his
jumbled thoughts out. He wishes he had been more alert, had not ignored the link
between him and Subaru. Then, he wouldn't be in this mess. He wouldn't have to
confront the handsome boy, face to face. He wouldn't have to keep shutting up
that little voice in his head that tells him he loves Subaru. What nonsense. But
a deep hidden part of the Sakurazukamori is still afraid that is
true.
"So we finally meet, Subaru-kun."
Subaru looks up at
Seishirou, still staring out the window. His face his serious, no trace of a
smile, his one eye fixed on some point outside of the café. He speaks softly, as
if his mind is somewhere else.
"You haven't changed a bit."
Subaru
turns his head to the side, not looking at Seishirou. He gets the feeling the
man is mocking him in some way. As if Seishirou knew what he felt, what he
wanted. He stays silent.
Seishirou reaches out and takes one of Subaru's
hands. He holds the slender hand in his, opening the link to Subaru and feeling
the boy's presence with his mind. His fingers lightly caress the star etched
into the back of Subaru's hand.
"You're still as cute as ever,
Subaru-kun."
Subaru blushes, and pulls his hand away. He finds himself
struggling to breathe. It seems so unfair that Seishirou would try to seduce him
before killing him. But it doesn't matter, Subaru shakes his head, looking away.
He just wants to be with Seishirou. Even if Seishirou doesn't love
him.
Seishirou smiles, seeing Subaru's blush illuminated in the twilight
streaming in from the window. He still sees a remnant of Subaru's former boyish
timidity and charm. Seishirou's heart rate speeds up as he looks at the boy's
beautiful face staring at the carpet, his cheeks reddened, a tiny look of hurt
and sadness crossing his features.
"It's been a long time, hasn't it,
Subaru-kun."
Subaru cheeks turn even redder as Seishirou reaches for his
hand again. This time, Subaru doesn't pull but away, but instead relaxes.
Seishirou smile and slips off Subaru's black gloves, placing a gentle kiss on
back of the boy's hand.
Subaru glances at Seishirou with surprise,
feeling the touch shoot straight to his groin, where the heat is causing his
erection to stir. He closes his eyes, he will trust Seishirou, because he wants
to be with him, even if for a moment. How long, Subaru wonders, has it been
since Seishirou has touched him gently like that? How much does he want to be
touched by Seishirou? To give himself to Seishirou completely?
Seishirou
looks at Subaru's face visibly relax, smiling when a look of pleasure crosses
the boy's face. He wants Subaru again, wants to feel that body tense and
writhing beneath him. He can take that chance tonight, because it's been two
years. Now that he has Subaru again, Seishirou can't afford to let him go. Just
this one night, he'll give into what that little voice in his head is telling
him.
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