Card Captor Sakura Fan Fiction ❯ Poison ❯ Chapter 8: Majestic ( Chapter 8 )

Poison
Author: Nekocin
Genres: Romance, General
Warnings: Major OoC, bad writing style, MAJOR FLUFF!!!
Pairings: Touya+Yukito
Rated: PG13 
Disclaimer: Card Captor Sakura doesn't belong to me. It belongs to CLAMP. 

Chapter 8: Majestic

"An amusement park? "

Touya nods eagerly, grinning more to himself than to his friend. Yukito stares at him, incredulous, but smiles nonetheless. He shakes his head lightly.

"What? You don't like the amusement park?" Touya wonders out loud as he looks down at his friend. 

Yukito chuckles. "That's not it, To-ya. I've never been to one before,"
He gives the surprised Touya a shy look. 

Touya didn't dismiss the look completely. And he smiles slowly. "Me neither. Let's go then,"

He whisks out two entrance tickets, cheekily like a child whose most important wish has come true and motions towards the park's entrance.
It didn't take long before Touya is dragging Yukito to one boot and then the other, excited. 

He never felt this excited before; he has only known control and responsibility in the past.

In another time Touya would have scowled at these rides -time spilling-, however, now the feeling of excitement, caused by these rides, is definitely welcome, from the sweet pony rides to the all-time freaky roller coasters.

He loves how some rides are making his eyes swirl, he loves how his blood runs through his veins and most of all he loves it when he can share the sensation with someone. It's as if he's turned into a little child without worries again. A little carefree child to boot.

If anyone besides Yukito has seen him here, they might not be able to believe he's the same poker-faced guy who works as Daidouji-sama's right hand guy. Okay—maybe they will, since Touya's only let out small smiles throughout every ride both he and Yukito have taken. 

Yukito's the one who's completely enjoying himself, relaxed, and beaming excitedly. His eyes hold a certain twinkle while his smile grows wider than usual, showing off the nice front rows of teeth occasionally. 

Touya keeps sending his friend contemplative glances, silently wondering when he's truly going to let himself be completely accepted by Yukito's seemingly carefree life. He really wants to tell his friend everything. 

Transfixed, he watches as Yukito starts to laugh easily as their ride has picked up speed. 

The strong wind slaps against their faces, running phantom fingers through their hair and letting them feel their ears stiffening in cold. It doesn't take long before their ride slows down. 

Touya runs his fingers through his disheveled hair a few times to get it right and slowly steps out of the ride.

"That's fun," Yukito grins at him fixing his glasses and looking more disheveled than Touya's been. He wobbly sets his feet outside of his ride.

"Careful,"

Touya instantly gets a hold of Yukito's wrist and slowly helps his friend out of the ride, smirking fully when he notices how flushed Yukito's face looks. He's definitely enjoyed the ride.

"We should do that again some time," Yukito chuckles, absently clinging on his friend's arm for support as he shakily takes some more steps forward. 

"How about we go eat something and close the night off with calm rides?" Touya offers, carefully combing Yukito's haphazard hair with his fingers to set them back to their places as he helps his friend recover his balance.

"Sounds great!" His friend wheezes out with a smile.

It's by then Touya notices their proximity and how he's running his fingers through the other's hair -which he had never allowed himself to do-. Somehow everything slams into his face—reality claws its way back to his mind. He immediately stops touching, flinching his hand away as if having burned and looks worriedly at his shorter firned, wondering if Yukito has noticed. He didn't.

Touya lets out a sigh of relief and smiles unnoticeably down at his oblivious friend.

"My treat tonight!" he says suddenly and leads Yukito to a nearby snack stand, located in the heart of the amusement park.

Yukito opens his mouth to protest, but wisely did not argue as soon as Touya has sent him a glare. If Touya is trying to spoil him tonight, he isn't complaining--yet. 

Touya slowly lets go of his friend's arm when he's sure Yukito isn't going to topple over the plastic chairs to where he has led him. He then runs off to order something to drink and to eat. Sandwiches and Oolong tea.

"I can't remember having so much fun before," Yukito comments eagerly as he inspects his sandwich carefully. Touya watches him with amused eyes. 

"Of course with Clow and the others any place is a fun place. But somehow I feel this is special—with you by my side," Yukito continues, smiling innocently up at his friend.

Touya feels his heart skipping a few beats and something very warm spreads over his chest. "—Aa," He feels the same too—about their special night.

He slips the straw between his lips and turns a casual look to Yukito. "—so, how is it going with your savings?"

Yukito chews happily on his sandwich and smiles. "Oh, it's okay. Clow says I can go back to school once winter approaches,"

"Will you live at school too?"

"Ah, no. I don't want to live at school or anywhere else except with Master,"

Touya frowns. Clow again—
He's starting to feel something inside of him twitch. "Oh—did you decide on that or did he?"

"I did,"

"—wouldn't your place be a bit too crowded or too noisy?" 
He couldn't help but prod. It's not in his nature to prod, however, he just—just—Touya's shoulders slumps. He shouldn't be acting like this. Selfishness—it does not exist in his book. It's also not fair to -drill- the answers out of his unsuspecting friend.

"Yes. It will. But I'm used to it and—Clow understands, so he'll surely send me to a quiet room or to the library," Yukito finishes his sandwich and starts with another sandwich, still smiling.

Touya decided to drop the subject and looks away, feeling stupid and awkward.

"How is work?" Yukito has luckily caught on to their awkward situation.

"It's okay," He looks down at Yukito's other hand on their plastic table and imagines how it would feel like to entwine his fingers with the other's own fingers. Perhaps it feels warm—complete and certainly prosperity.

"What kind of work are you doing, To-ya—or shouldn't I be asking?" Yukito continues and slowly gets an uncertain look on his face. He peers at his thoughtful friend, heart racing without a reason he could recognize.

"Executive Producer and Head Designer of Daidouji's Toy Company," Touya says automatically and carefully sips his oolong tea non-too-exaggeratingly. 

"That's great—but wouldn't those two jobs be too much for you?" His friend voices his curiosity innocently as he finishes his sandwich and starts on another sandwich. 
A small smile appears on Touya's face. Honestly, he really should tell his friend about safe facts like where he works, what's his favorite color, which one of his jobs is more likeable etcetera... they are after very good friends, right? He shouldn't be hiding more things than he already is trying to, right? And at the moment it is a good time to do so.

"Not at all,"

"Workaholic," Yukito comments good-naturedly, giving Touya a teasing glance. 

"I have to be one or else I would have downed myself a long time ago," Touya defends impulsively. 

"I'm sorry—I didn't mean to—,"

He turns his eyes away from Yukito's earnest hazel eyes when he has caught his glance by accident. 
Even if it's a ridiculous action—they're both alone, talking and eating—it's normal in a sense to look at your companion straight into their eyes. But tonight Touya doesn't think it's all right to look at his friend -that way-... it's improper. Even though he has accepted those feelings already. Yukito must not under any circumstances know him -best-.

"Don't worry about it," And yet he could not help but lay a hand on top of Yukito's resting hand just like the other night and give it a light squeeze of reassurance.

"Do you still want cake? Wait—no matter. We still have to take a few rides. I don't want you to feel sick after these rides," He immediately pulls his hand away, catching both surprised and confused looks his friend is sending him from the corners of his eyes.

"You're very kind,"

An awkward silence suddenly settles between them—Touya keeps sending non-too-visible glances at his friend, while Yukito is finishing his food with downcast eyes, wondering if he's offended his taller friend somehow.

"Look, I'm sorry, To-ya," Yuki blurts out immediately, when he has taken a long moment to pause without eating. He gives Touya one of his earnest glances that made the other unresisting to his urge to look straight at the other's face. "I don't know what I've done wrong, please forgive me-mmph," Touya's hand has suddenly shot forward and silences Yukito.

"Stop making me repeat the same thing, Yuki. I can never be seriously mad at you," Touya looks at his friend with thoughtful eyes. Yukito has the greatest eyes—and more often the most mysterious too. His eyes slowly trails down to Yukito's pale face—to his lips—he wonders—
"-so stop apologizing," He sends the other a small grin and pulls his hand away, almost shakily.

Touya watches as the guilty look clears away from his younger friend's face and Yukito grants him one of those nice smiles that always makes him feel special—somehow.

"—are you up to a walk in a haunted house?" He suggests immediately, after noticing Yukito is done with his lunch. The other smiles again, seemingly having forgotten one of the few awkward moments he has ever gotten himself into whenever Touya is around.

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"I can't believe you're afraid of ghouls, To-ya," Yukito couldn't help but snicker at his friend's unhappy face. It doesn't take long before he bursts into unusual chuckles. 

Touya sends him a glare, but did not comment. Actually, he isn't really mad at Yukito—he just couldn't be mad at him, even when the other is making fun of him for his own pleasures.

"—but then again, I'm not far from yours anyways," Yukito continues, smiling sheepishly as the both of them leave the park for their apartments.

"Witch shrieks?" Touya suggests slyly, his eyes softening once they trail down to the young bartender. 

The latter blushes, still smiling. 
"I don't like it when I hear voices without seeing the speaker himself," he elaborates softly and ducks his head. 

He's probably ashamed, Touya has thought fondly.

Before he knows what he is actually doing, he ruffles Yukito's hair gently, coaxing the younger man from his embarrassment. 
"And I don't like getting surprised by up-popping creatures when I do not sense them within distance," He explains curtly—Yuki's hair is so soft and so warm— 

"Fortunately, it's not a permanent fear. I'll get over it. Probably you too," Touya continues and slowly pulls his long fingers away from Yuki's beautiful hair.

His friend looks speechless up at him, confused and startled, as strands of hair dance disheveled about when the cold night wind brushes phantom fingers through them. He looks so lost—

"What do you fear the most?" Yukito wonders aloud, still looking lost in Touya's opinion. 

The question sounds unusual in his ears, but he just—likes the voice, even if Yuki asks strange questions. His stomach feels as if it's fluttering while his pulse races, now more noticeable than before. Fear. 
What do you fear the most? The words ring in his head like alarm bells.

"I used to fear losing my sister," Touya says truthfully and walks past his friend with a few big and determined strides thanks to his long legs. -Now, I'm afraid to lose you-
If anyone besides Yuki has asked him such a personal question, he would have either ignored it or lied while answering. But there's no one besides Yuki who has asked it—and why always Yuki anyways? Why is it always Yuki who dares asking him such bold questions?

Yuki did not even call at him to slow down. After a few more determined steps ahead, Touya starts feeling guilty for acting so out of character in front of Yuki again. He turns around, opens his mouth and just when he is about to apologize, an angry driver honks his car warningly. 

Touya finds himself in the middle of the road—

Startled, he reflexively jumps back to safety, pushing Yukito (who yelped in surprise) backwards and unintentionally cornering his surprised friend against the wall of a nearby building. Touya's body goes rigid, as soon as he notices their—rather—compromising position; him towering over his friend—
To his own horror both his hands are planted on either sides of Yuki's head. It's like looming over the young bartender—

Touya swallows, mutely watching as Yuki is done orienting himself after the shock.

His pulse races almost more violently than last time, his head is even spinning, and he slowly finds himself breathing shallowly against his friend's face—breathing almost the same air.

"—To-ya—," And the words die down from Yuki's lips once he looks up at the Executive Producer. Whatever he has wanted to say is probably thoroughly forgotten.

Touya's eyes meets up with Yuki's clear, amber-colored eyes that are silhouetted slightly with hazel and swiveling suspiciously silver-purple here and there. Yuki looks speechless with wide eyes on him. 

This situation looks just like the one in his dreams—he keeps his face serious as he descends—Yuki looks confused, but did not really suspect the awkwardness in their proximity, or else he would have pushed him away. And he descends—he could feel how shallow Yuki's breathing has gotten when his face is covering the distance between them oh-so-slowly. 

Yuki really smells nice--it is like

"—To-ya—," 
It's barely a whisper, but very loud enough to shake Touya back to his senses. He blinks in horror and abruptly pulls his face back, eyes wild.

"I'm sorry—I-I don't know what has come over me—," Touya apologizes clumsily and pulls away from cornering his friend. He runs nervous fingers through his hair, shoves his hands into his pockets, pulling them out again and scratches the back of his neck, shamefully. 

Yuki only blinks a few times and slowly regains his composure. His cheeks redden. The color fades slightly as soon as Touya opens his mouth to apologize.

"I'm sorry. I can go away if you want me to-,"

"Don't say that, To-ya,"

"-I'm not supposed to do that-,"

"What are you talking about, To-ya?"

"-I didn't mean to be mean-,"

"TO-YA!" Yuki has finally managed to silence Touya's uncharacteristic babbling with his own uncharacteristic stern glance. He looks surprised—not believing that he's just silenced his friend like that.

Touya feels bewildered—Yukito has—glared—at him for the first time. He couldn't resist twitching his lips upward; he smiles. "I didn't know you could glare like that, Yuki," 

Mistaking the words for anything but a teasing, Yuki reddens and pulls back. "I'm sorry,"

"I think it's best we go have some cake," Touya gives Yukito a disapprovingly looks for his apologizing without any reason. 

Yuki perks up.

He casually lays his arm over his friend's shoulder and gently pulls him along. We need the sugar desperately, don't you agree?" 

He notices how the rose hue across his friend's nose deepens, whether it's because he is embarrassed or because his arm, Touya did not know.

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Touya has bought an upside-down cake, layered with vanilla cream and decorated with peanuts and cherries. Unlike before, Yukito hasn't spoken one word of complaint tonight, which has encouraged him to buy an extra cake, just in case.

Yuki has given him an embarrassed look in the end.

"Ne, To-ya, where are we going?" Yuki wonders curiously as he turns to look around for anything familiar. Neither one of the buildings he sees are familiar to him, and still To-ya continues to walk calmly down the empty streets.

"Some place open where we can share the night together. I know just the right place," Touya answers and throws a secretive smirk in Yuki's direction when the other blushes lightly. 

As they stroll further without exchanging words, Touya sends cautious looks at his side where Yuki is following his steps, and grips the bag with the cake, tighter. Should he tell him tonight? He did not want to—he just silently hopes that Yuki feels at least something for him.

"Here we are!" Touya stops in front of a what-seems-like-a-random building and looks up at its size indifferently. 

Yukito did the same, only with awe and confusion written on his face. 

"Daidouji's Toy Company? Your office?" Yuki wonders incredulously, while his cheeks redden suddenly without any reason to. 

Touya feels his insides bubbling with anticipation and fright as he nods in response. He takes out his identification card and waves over one of the night guards.

"Ah, Kinomoto-san! Good evening, sir. How may I help you?" The night guard greets after opening the main entrance door. 

"Good evening. I apologize for troubling you. My friend and I would like to go up on the rood and watch the matsuri's from up there tonight," Touya explains and gestures to Yukito and then to the boxes he's carrying in the sack.

The night guard couldn't help but gape at the Executive Producer—It's very well known that Kinomoto isn't one of the social guys working under Daidouji-sama's reign.

"I apologize for interrupting your work too, sir," Yukito bows politely from behind Touya and gives the night guard a small apologetic smile.

"AH! Ahahaha, I'm sorry for my rudeness, sir. Come on in! Come on in! The Matsuri you say, sir? Ah! I forgot that tonight there is a matsuri in near the local Ueno Park," the night guard chuckles embarrassedly and motions for both of them to enter the main hall. He closes the main entrance again and tips down his black hat. "Have a nice evening, sirs. Coming here to see the fair from up there is probably not such a bad idea,"

Touya nods in responds while Yukito smiles in gratitude. 

X 

Finally, they've reached the roof without any interruptions. 

The night is spotted with twinkling stars, some brighter than others, some dimmer than most, and covered with one or two puffy gray clouds here and there. The city seen from up the roof looks breath-taking—high skyscrapers illuminated by the streetlights and their outside lights, making it look as if they are in the middle of a colony of fireflies—a city of lights.

Yuki leans his elbows on the roof's railing and stares at the beautiful city's horizon, while the night wind blows his hair in disarray again, making his cheeks go red from the cold.

"It's beautiful," he finally sighs out and turns to look at Touya, who has taken a seat on the floor.

"Un," Touya takes out one box of cake and busies himself with cutting the cake into several pieces.

"I used to come here when Sakura sleeps over at a friend's house or when she's abroad on vacation," 
He passes Yukito the biggest half of the cake and lies on his back—stretched out, while putting his hands at the back of his head like a make-shift pillow. He did not need to look up and watch Yukito doing the same, lying next to him instead of paying attention to the cake. 

There's no need for it.

"That's kind of lonely," Yukito comments softly at last and stares at the winking stars above. 

Staring at the black night sky has suddenly made Touya feel small—too small to bear something secretive perhaps. He didn't know why he is thinking about something so useless as his 'size' at the moment. Maybe it reflects his loneliness, it reflects his lonely life, his lonely road.

He has always been lonely—right?

"I haven't always been lonely, you know?" Touya remarks suddenly and turns his eyes to look at Yukito's face.

"Really?" His voice sounds faraway—

Yukito looks enchanted at the night sky; there's an almost boyish charm in his bright face. He is seeing the sky in a different light, perhaps quite the opposite of what Touya has been thinking off—or perhaps nothing at all.

"Yes, there's always someone who hears your cries on this roof," 
Touya smiles softly when Yukito chuckles.

"You mean your boss?"

"Aa." Daidouji-sama has always been a caring mother to both Sakura and him.

Yukito chuckles again, pushes himself up in a sitting position and eyes the cake. "Everyone cares about you and yet you feel lonely,"

Touya fixes his attention back on the starry night sky, not saying anything first before thinking everything through. 
"I'm very sure it doesn't apply to my current state," he remarks at last while ignoring his hammering heart and the rushing of adrenaline in his veins due to both his fears and excitement. 

"Such a smooth talker, you," Yukito pokes lightly the side of Touya's ribs and picks up his portion of the cake.

Suddenly fireworks are being set off and color the night sky with their beautiful sparks of colors. Flowers bloom in the sky: bigger ones, smaller ones, louder ones and squeaky ones. 

The matsuri has started!

Yukito lets out an impressed sound behind the back of his throat as he watches the beautiful display of fireworks.

Touya has been right to bring him up the roof. It provides them a clear view of the blooming sparks of colors. Red. White. Yellow. Purple. Green…
They watch the fireworks in awed and comfortable silence until one of them has drifted off to sleep. 

Touya couldn't help but let the corners of his lips twitch into a small smile, even if his muscles are hurting. Yukito has fallen asleep as soon as he has lied on his back again to watch the artificial colors explode in the dark night sky. 

He could be so adorable without knowing. Touya waits patiently for the burning feeling of disgust to use—but nothing happens. It seems natural to call Yuki adorable—even if it sounds a bit pathetic, because Yuki is more than just adorable. He is—indescribable; nice, wonderful, heart-warming, loving—just too many words for Touya to be thinking of.

Yuki shifts to his side, curling up to Touya's side and shivers unconsciously due to the exposure of cold air which the other didn't seem to be used to.

Touya suddenly gets this crazy idea in his head and moves before he could re-think— He slings is arm over Yuki's arm and warps the other carefully in a one-arm embrace that's meant to warm the other's body. It doesn't take long before Yuki snuggles closer and buries his face in Touya's jacket's front.

"—warm—," Yuki sighs out in satisfaction at last, making Touya smile wider. 
Someday he will tell Yuki. He will confess. For now, he will take it slow. He will wait for Yukito to catch up to the fact that his older best friend has fallen for him.

Ma—next time. 
He buries his nose in Yuki's hair and slowly drifts into sleep as well.

THE END of POISON

- matsuri -- festival
- Ueno Park -- It's a real park in Japan. Ueno Park is popular because of wonderful cherry blossoms trees growing there. It's one of the main attractions for tourists and also one of the most visited places for the locals. Usually, hanami ("watching flowers", a sort of family reunion thing under a sakura tree while they admire the cherry blossoms' beauty) is held in this park. (Those familiar with CLAMP's other works might know that cherry blossoms are sometimes used for symbolisms in certain series--think X/1999, Tokyo Babylon, Card Captor Sakura etcetera--so I couldn't resist adding something about cherry blossoms too.) 
- Maa -- "Oh well," (for one "Maa". Double "Maa" means something like "please, please" ( don't fight))

TheNekoTalks: 

1) Way too many smiles. Urgh! Too much Fluff!!! I believe when the sequel is out, there will be less fluff there (I want to try out ANGST. ANGST. And more ANGST!). 
2) I believe I've messed up the "Mr." and "-san" a bit, as if this is a mixture of Eastern and Western story. I apologize for my incompetence. I'll revise all 8 chapters in the near future because of some probable errors. 

Ah! This is the end of "Poison" :heart heart: :cries: It's so wonderful to have a completed story. And I hope I didn't disappoint the end of the story much--it feels as if "Poison" needs more chapters v.v;; Side one shots would work, right?

Anyways, this story is named "Poison" because I'm trying to refer the story to the mild-alcoholic drink -Light Moon Beam- Touya is used to drinking once he's entered 'Madam Butterfly'. The title can also be seen as drowning oneself in misery with not only in drinking, but in closing oneself from other people (isolation in other words) just because the main character has found no reason to live perfectly after his precious person is taken away. Regarding the chapter titles--I just thought they were cool words (n.n;;) and (yet) they still--somehow--hold a certain meaning regarding their respective chapters.

Now the follow up of "Poison" -which will be called "White Lies"- is next. It's the sequel of this story--only from Yukito's PoV. There I'll probably explain a few little things some of you must have missed--like the vague descriptions and add some more action, if not exciting, scenes there (think drama). 
Geh! I've noticed this fandom is slowly dying out... (:sniffles:Nuooo~!)

I like to thank:

FairyMage - Thank goodness! I was afraid I over-did their relationship. You can fangirl all you want, I'm not bothered. Euh... :blush: ehehehe, that scene was sort of cliché, but I figured that if I -HAVE- to get their relationship to work I should do something about how Touya sees Yukito while the other is asleep (I usually am not that fond of 'love at first sight'-stuff where the main character suddenly hops into the bed with his counterpart). I apologize for shifting your love from Touya to Yukito. :pouts: I have yet to end my other stories (this is my first)--I feel so inferior (you've already ended your storieSS--and no, that's not a typo). We'll see about that when I get "White Lies" out. :D Thank you for reading and reviewing!!!

Tenshi no Hoshii - Don't worry about it. I myself have a lot of school work piled up in front of me (that's partly why I cannot update as fast as I can). :blush: I feel flattered that you're still fond of my story. :D Happy cleaning! Thank you for reading and reviewing!!

Yume-chan - :blush: I'm quite flattered with your review. :blush: (Sadly, I've to end the fic with 8 chapters--though as mentioned above, the sequel will come out too, that is... if you're interested.) Thank you for reading and reviewing!

ThisbeCeyx - :blush blush: U-uhm... ehehe, really? :blush blush: I'm glad the story is well received. I'm not too sure about the grammar--since I've a faint suspicion I've some bad grammar hidden in my chapters. :heart heart: Thank you for reading and reviewing!!

Yo - You do? I didn't know there's a movie about Madam Butterfly :wide-eyed: What's the movie title? I'm glad you like it. :heart: Thank you for reading and reviewing!

Thank you for reading! Thank you for your wonderful responses! 

I apologize for the long notes!

.:Nekocin:. (I'm changing my signs at the end of my stories, because the usual smiley face and neko ears I'd signed in my earlier works cannot be used anymore and I find it silly every time I sign out with :smiley face:cin)