Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Troubled Times ❯ Remembering the Past. ( Chapter 24 )

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Warning: This is a Yaoi fic... that means wonderful m/m action, if this offends anyone here, then get out of my site. I didn't force you to come here. If this offends the sensibilities of any parents, then you should be looking after your kids better and not using the computer as a babysitter.

On to the fanfiction...

Troubled Times.
Part twenty four

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Wrapping his arms around Nagi's torso, the blue haired shinigami pulls the young telekinetic closer in his sleep. It really DID feel nice to be cuddled by Nan-kun... With the shinigami's chin tucked just over his shoulder, Nagi can feel the soft breath as his bedmate starts to slowly nuzzle at his neck. Still not entirely awake, Nagi responds to the caress, making a pleased sound and nuzzling back. At Nagi's response, the sleeping shinigami somehow manages to find the teen's lips and steal a lingering kiss... The brunette responds sweetly... Nan's lips were so soft and gentle. One hand stole up to twine in the blue hair...

"Atsumi... "

Nagi jerked back wide awake now. He looked at the still slumbering shinigami and felt a chill steal over him. He knew it... it wasn't him... HE wasn't who Nan wanted. Nagi tried to extract himself from the other's grip. Pulling back too quickly, Nagi loses his balance and finds himself on the ground next to the bed. Creeping out of the room he can hear noises in the kitchen... a light tune can be heard in the air; Wakaba humming, he would hazard to guess, .

He couldn't face the cheerful girl, not right now. It hurt too much. Maybe he would just go over to Nan-kun's... start cleaning... pretend everything was fine. He was good at that...

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Examining himself in the mirror, Tsuzuki pulls his new long hair back into a ponytail to keep it out of his way. He wasn't sure when or how it happened... but Kazutaka had finally managed to find a way to scar him. Not that it was really scarring, just that these new injuries were taking longer to heal than any other that he has had. Across his upper torso and creeping down his lower back the light crimson welts are visible... a testament to Muraki's ministrations.

A familiar face appeared in the mirror beside his... a pale finger traced one of the welts. "Lovely... simply lovely..."

"They still hurt," the jewel eyed man comments as he watches the 'good doctor.'

"They're supposed to..."

Cocking his head to the side, Tsuzuki blinks. "Why does it have to hurt."

"Because... you are mine... it reminds you of that... Now finish getting ready... I have rounds to do."

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Before Nagi can get any closer to the door, Wakaba stops him. "Where are you off to this early?" she asks with a bright smile.

He stared at his feet. "I was going to get started on Nanjiro's house..."

"You haven't eaten yet."

"I'm not hungry." He mumbled...

Shimmering out of sight, the longhaired girl appears between him and the door. "Nagi, what happened?"

He bit the inside of his cheek, trying in vain to keep a rogue tear from tracing a burning path down his cheek. "It's... nothing... I just... I have to go..."

"You would never hurt Nan-kun, right?"

He clenched his fists, that little bit of pain helping to keep his control. "no..." he whispered.

Leaning against the door Wakaba draws one hand through long locks. "That's one of the reasons that I shoved you in bed with him last night... You wouldn't hurt Nan-kun. Not now, and hopefully not a few years down the line."

"but what about me... don't i deserve to not get hurt?" His voice was soft... fragile.

"You do deserve to not get hurt... but I also think that you and Nan would be good for each other."

His hands were shaking... just a little... but he noticed them. "so who's Atsumi... he called me Atsumi..."

The girl's eyes harden at the mere mention of that name. "Atsumi was Nanjiro's lover."
Nagi swallowed painfully. "that's what i... that's what i figured..."

"Saying that it ended badly is an understatement."

"ah..." He didn't know what to say to that. He was sorry for Nan-kun... but it still hurt... to be called by someone else's name... even if Nan was still asleep.

"He treated Nan like a toy... he didn't care about Nan, just about the fact that he looked sexy hanging onto his arm." Wakaba looks to the floor, not really wanting to look at Nagi, but knowing that it is important that the young man to have this knowledge. "Nan-kun helped Atsumi any way that he could, and turned a blind eye when that jerk... cheated on him... time and time again." There is an uncomfortable pause, as though the girl were about to say something else, yet she remains quiet.

Nagi scuffed his bare toe against the floor. "That's horrible..."

Sighing, Wakaba fetches a box from the top shelf in a closet. Shuffling through the photos within the box, she pulls out a fairly old snapshot showing Nanjiro looking somewhat uncomfortable while sitting in an older boy's lap, but smiling nonetheless... "That was when Atsumi was about to turn twenty."

"He... doesn't look happy..."

"He wasn't... Atsumi was showing off for his new university friends there... "

"I understand... being an object and not a person..." He stared out the window. "It hurts... and you never forget."

Shuffling through the photos again, she pulls out a few more snapshots. One shows Nanjiro with a 16yr old Atsumi at the fair, the two of them dressed in matching yukatas and sharing some cotton candy. "This was before he realized that Nan was never going to change."

"They look... happier..." He looked wistfully at the picture. He had never had the chance to go to a fair like that... they looked like they were having fun.

"It was when they started seeing each other... But Atsumi grew up, and finally decided to break the relationship."

"I take it... it wasn't a pleasant break up..." Nagi handed the pictures back.

Holding up one last photo of Nanjiro, an unchanging and eternal teen, with his arms around Atsumi, the man. A man who has spent most of his time worrying about appearances, a man who hides a well sculpted figure beneath crisp business suits, and who very obviously regards his companion as more of a pet than equal. "The break up was bad enough that even Tatsumi gave Nan-kun time off."

Nagi shivered a bit, looking at Atsumi. He'd associated with far too many men like that... before and during his time with Schwarz. That was the type he avoided at the dinner parties and official functions... the ones who liked to catch him in the back hallway and offer money for 'a little of his time'.

He nodded. "I know what you are trying to say... and I couldn't do that to him... ever."

"Nanjiro really cares a lot for you... if not, he wouldn't have turned that photo he took of you into the wallpaper on his computer."

Nagi's eyes finally lifted to meet hers. "He did that?"

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His attention is divided. Part of Kijin's mind is watching his little sister play in the garden while he simultaneously observes Ran as the red head goes into his morning practice. The redhead was certainly talented... he would probably benefit from some instruction from Suzaku or one of the other sword-wielding shikis... but he had a good amount of natural talent.

Ran's morning practice is rudely interrupted when Touda suddenly lands in front of him and leaps out of the way... only to be followed by a quite irate Suzaku brandishing a sword that seems larger than anything appropriate for a female to wield. In their wake the ground is practically demolished and the red head finds himself a few feet away from where he originally remembered himself to have been standing.

Kijin sighed, seeing that his darling sister was busy weaving flowers into a necklace, he glided over to his master's descendent. "Need a hand up?"

Glaring in the direction of the two that sent him flying, Ran gets up without a word to the blue haired shikigami. Keeping an eye on those two is made somewhat difficult in that the distance they can cover is quite impressive...

The young shiki smiled slightly... then turned to watch as well. "They are quite... excitable... ne, Fujimiya-san?"

Reaching the end of the rooftop, Touda flips off of it just as Suzaku slices a good three feet from the vicinity her opponent was just occupying. "Ee."

Kijin sighed. "Please leave some of the palace..." The young RaiTei's request reaches the older fire dragon's ears... light glints from his visor as he turns to face the phoenix. "Oh no... that's NOT what I meant!!!" Kijin pleaded... but he knew it would be too late.

Even the look of supremacy in Suzaku's features falters slightly when she sees the snake turn against her. Efficiently evading the next swing of the massive sword, Touda knocks the wind out of the warrior and as she falters for breath finishes her by removing her from consciousness. Catching her before she can fall from the rooftop, he leaps to the ground depositing the goddess at Kijin and Ran's feet, letting her hit the ground with a muffled thump.

The dragon boy frowned slightly. "Was that REALLY necessary?"

"She's alive."

"But..." He sighed. "Thank you, Touda-san."

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As he works in the garden, a hand strays up to the light choker and pendant that he now wears... not that it was uncomfortable per se, Tsuzuki just wished that Muraki hadn't welded together the metal clasp while he was wearing it this afternoon.

Some of the children went running by, giggling. It was a nice day, and several of the patients were taking advantage of the pleasant weather. Sighing, Tsuzuki leans back a little to watch as the kids enjoy themselves. He stays like that for a bit, then goes back to tending the roses... taking cuttings from the main bushes and planting them in some nursery planters that he had recently gotten. With any luck there would be some more lovely rose bushes soon. Working hard he doesn't notice the figure coming up behind him.

"Ts... Tsuzuki?" The voice was familier... but strained...

Jerking back suddenly Tsuzuki cuts himself on one of the thorns. "Itai... " Amethyst eyes look up and lock onto emerald ones, "Hi.. Hisoka?"

The emerald-eyed shinigami fell to his knees beside the taller man. One pale hand hesitantly touched Tsu's arm. "Tsuzuki..." He seemed unable to really speak.

As soon as Hisoka's hand touches Tsuzuki's arm, the empath feels the jolt of fear as the older shinigami pulls away from the contact as well as the disruption in the pattern of thought that he has come to associate with the violet-eyed man. Standing, Tsuzuki starts to move away from the small blond, "You can't be here. You have to leave. Now."

"Tsuzuki?" The younger shinigami looked hurt. "I know that HE's here but..."

Scared Tsuzuki's hands knot in his hair, pulling it from the loose ponytail that held it out of his way while gardening. Taking another step back he shakes his head. "You can't be here..."

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A/N: Okay... because I am known to be highly distractable... I didn't post chapter 23 on mediaminer (which means that yannie couldn't get the unedited version to post over on her site). Oopsie, my bad. Yannie called my attention to the problem though... and now the missing chapters are posted there, WITH about three pages that are not over in useless.net. Next time something like this happens, feel free to harrass me. ¬.¬

Responses to Reviews (fanfic.net):

Kara Angitia: I'd say that the telekinetic smack down was a draw... As for why the missing chapter... well, let's just say that it was technical difficulties on the part of the author. -_-;;;

Danyella Skyler Silverfire: Yannie is the one that takes credit for the wonderfully written and sullen teenager Nagi.

tweety: Glad that you were so pleased with the last chapter... though, don't be mad at mediaminer or yannie's site, the fault for the missing chapter lies completely with kiki-chan. But, yeah... it's up now.

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The Chaotic Ones: Actually, I'm not really sure who Mastermind will settle down with in the long run. He's still learning, and well... he's also very much "schuschu". As for Oracle, well to tell the truth, I really dislike the character design for him. *watches as oracle fades out of fic*