[X] Tilt, ch.2
"Kamui, what's wrong?" Sorata pressed once more as he hovered over the edge of Kamui's bed like a towering mother hen.
"I don't like your pancakes."
"Then don't eat them. That doesn't mean you can't get out of bed and go to school."
"Of course it does. Eating your disgusting pancakes are an important part of my day."
Sorata made a face. "I'll have you know my pancakes are the best around! I've won awards for them."
"You have not. They still suck."
"Regardless of whether or not you like my pancakes and what role they play in your day, you still have to get up and go to school, Kamui or not. Arashi and I will be leaving in a bit."
"Then go."
Sorata sighed, understanding that there really wasn't any reasoning with him, and left to go downstairs and resume his morning meal, with or without Kamui. The exchange left him disinterested in food, his stomach seemingly sensitive to trying to exert authority over their chosen leader and having to act like a parent.
Once he caught whiff of his delicious pancakes, however, that all changed.
To Kamui...it was all just an excuse to have the mansion to himself for once. There was some serious thinking that needed to be done, and everywhere he went, it seemed he was surrounded by people who wanted things from him or were simply designed to distract him. So really, he just wanted to be alone, and if that meant acting like a depressed brat to Sorata, then so be it.
Something major was churning within his head, he knew...and if only he could properly conceptualize it...
It took half an hour, but finally the mansion was vacant, save for Kamui.
"Come on, admit it, you gave Lady Sumeragi hell when you were younger, didn't you! Oh I know you, you may act all polite and proper now, but I bet you were a real troublemaker back then!" Sorata continued in jest as he sat with Arashi and Subaru at a picnic table on CLAMP campus, having lunch. Rather, it was just Sorata having lunch as Arashi picked at a peach and Subaru ate nothing.
"If, by giving my grandmother hell, you mean befriending the sakurazukamori and invariably getting my twin sister killed, then yes, I do suppose you are right, Sorata. Quite troublesome I was, indeed," retorted Subaru deadpan, stilling all life within a certain radius it seemed.
Sorata stared at the onmyouji for a few seconds, paralyzed by the weight of his word laced with arsenic, and then, once he regained his senses, wondered why he even tried with the man. It was a rant he would expand later upon to "'Neechan" and whoever who would listen; Yuzuriha usually was good about--
That's right.
"You haven't heard from Yuzuriha have you? None of us know where she is," Sorata asked, and the flow of conversation made sense to him but Subaru seemed a bit jarred.
"...I'm sorry, but I haven't the slightest clue of her whereabouts. I'm sure she's alright, though, and in good care."
Arashi gave up on the peach and carefully placed it underneath the picnic table for the squirrels later. "She's tough. She'll come back as soon as she's able."
"Ah 'Neechan! You're so optimistic! Are you as optimistic about being my woman?"
Almost tempted to pick up the peach and throw it at him, Arashi instead opted to simply walk off, though Sorata was soon in tow like a needful puppy.
She rather liked it that way.
Subaru took the opportunity to light up a cigarette once they were gone and think about the information Sorata presented to him in their lengthy conversation over "lunch".
Kamui had been acting weird of late, a weird mixture of stress and depression, did they talk? of course they talked, but did Subaru know about anything that might be particularly amiss with Kamui? well no, no, Subaru mentioned, except the fact that you know, his childhood crush was decaptitated by his childhood friend in addition to that whole end of the world thing. Obvious trauma? No, Sorata, it's just an adolescent phase that he'll grow out of soon.
That was also, after Sorata voiced his concern over Subaru not eating anything, when Subaru told him that in between smoking and talking to them, he sat in his apartment, meditating with his mouth open, waiting for Seishirou to kill him; sometimes he caught flies, and that's how he got his daily protein. Really, Subaru, as polite and tactful as he attempted to be, was quite merciless with the resident mother hen.
"Oh well," he murmured to himself as he took a drag and thought about Kamui, "how else am I going to get my kicks?"
Kanoe had never before snorted in her life, but she did so for the first time in a fit of giggles with Yuuto and Nataku, "discussing" (gossiping, really) over Kamui's new head adornment.
"I can't believe he's actually been wearing it on his head..." Yuuto snickered as he tried to calm down, his stomach not liking him for laughing so hard initially.
It was odd, yet refreshing for the other two Angels to see Nataku giggle. "It's really funny...but I like it. I hope he keeps it."
Kanoe resumed laughing, "I don't think I could function here if he did that! It's just so funny, especially when he tries to act authoritarian. Who can take orders from a man with a stuffed frog on his head?!"
Nataku managed a childlike smile that seemed to come so naturally yet was so foreign at the same time. "Daddy said he was really glad it made me laugh."
"Well, hopefully he only keeps it for your amusement a little while longer. Can you imagine him getting into a fight with the Seals with that thing on his head?" Yuuto had been good for a few moments, but then he dissolved into laughter again.
For a brief moment, Nataku appeared to be perplexed. "Wouldn't the frog fall off during battle? ...Oh! He could superglue it to his head, maybe. It would probably keep in place then."
"Oh god, I need a vacation. I won't be able to keep this up much longer if..." Kanoe began, but her train of thought wasn't enough to withstand the renewed gigglefit she had, imagining their Kamui fighting the Seals with that ridiculous frog superglued to his head.
Eventually Yuuto let out a few of the last snickers he had in him and sipped from a cup of tea in an exhausted manner that only comes from having too much fun.
"Daddy really gave you orders with that thing on his head?" Nataku asked Kanoe with a smile, obviously trying to imagine the scene. "That must have been funny. What did he say?"
Kanoe immediately answered with a delighted shriek, "RIBBIT!" and Yuuto sputtered his tea all over the table.
Tilt
by ryutsuki
Possibly: (S/K, K/K, default S/S)ish, spoilers for X14+ except not at all, and inspired by Haruki Murakami and long drives.
[AU in that...nothing that's supposed to happen ever really does]
ch.1 > ch.3 > ch.4
"I don't like your pancakes."
"Then don't eat them. That doesn't mean you can't get out of bed and go to school."
"Of course it does. Eating your disgusting pancakes are an important part of my day."
Sorata made a face. "I'll have you know my pancakes are the best around! I've won awards for them."
"You have not. They still suck."
"Regardless of whether or not you like my pancakes and what role they play in your day, you still have to get up and go to school, Kamui or not. Arashi and I will be leaving in a bit."
"Then go."
Sorata sighed, understanding that there really wasn't any reasoning with him, and left to go downstairs and resume his morning meal, with or without Kamui. The exchange left him disinterested in food, his stomach seemingly sensitive to trying to exert authority over their chosen leader and having to act like a parent.
Once he caught whiff of his delicious pancakes, however, that all changed.
To Kamui...it was all just an excuse to have the mansion to himself for once. There was some serious thinking that needed to be done, and everywhere he went, it seemed he was surrounded by people who wanted things from him or were simply designed to distract him. So really, he just wanted to be alone, and if that meant acting like a depressed brat to Sorata, then so be it.
Something major was churning within his head, he knew...and if only he could properly conceptualize it...
It took half an hour, but finally the mansion was vacant, save for Kamui.
"Come on, admit it, you gave Lady Sumeragi hell when you were younger, didn't you! Oh I know you, you may act all polite and proper now, but I bet you were a real troublemaker back then!" Sorata continued in jest as he sat with Arashi and Subaru at a picnic table on CLAMP campus, having lunch. Rather, it was just Sorata having lunch as Arashi picked at a peach and Subaru ate nothing.
"If, by giving my grandmother hell, you mean befriending the sakurazukamori and invariably getting my twin sister killed, then yes, I do suppose you are right, Sorata. Quite troublesome I was, indeed," retorted Subaru deadpan, stilling all life within a certain radius it seemed.
Sorata stared at the onmyouji for a few seconds, paralyzed by the weight of his word laced with arsenic, and then, once he regained his senses, wondered why he even tried with the man. It was a rant he would expand later upon to "'Neechan" and whoever who would listen; Yuzuriha usually was good about--
That's right.
"You haven't heard from Yuzuriha have you? None of us know where she is," Sorata asked, and the flow of conversation made sense to him but Subaru seemed a bit jarred.
"...I'm sorry, but I haven't the slightest clue of her whereabouts. I'm sure she's alright, though, and in good care."
Arashi gave up on the peach and carefully placed it underneath the picnic table for the squirrels later. "She's tough. She'll come back as soon as she's able."
"Ah 'Neechan! You're so optimistic! Are you as optimistic about being my woman?"
Almost tempted to pick up the peach and throw it at him, Arashi instead opted to simply walk off, though Sorata was soon in tow like a needful puppy.
She rather liked it that way.
Subaru took the opportunity to light up a cigarette once they were gone and think about the information Sorata presented to him in their lengthy conversation over "lunch".
Kamui had been acting weird of late, a weird mixture of stress and depression, did they talk? of course they talked, but did Subaru know about anything that might be particularly amiss with Kamui? well no, no, Subaru mentioned, except the fact that you know, his childhood crush was decaptitated by his childhood friend in addition to that whole end of the world thing. Obvious trauma? No, Sorata, it's just an adolescent phase that he'll grow out of soon.
That was also, after Sorata voiced his concern over Subaru not eating anything, when Subaru told him that in between smoking and talking to them, he sat in his apartment, meditating with his mouth open, waiting for Seishirou to kill him; sometimes he caught flies, and that's how he got his daily protein. Really, Subaru, as polite and tactful as he attempted to be, was quite merciless with the resident mother hen.
"Oh well," he murmured to himself as he took a drag and thought about Kamui, "how else am I going to get my kicks?"
Kanoe had never before snorted in her life, but she did so for the first time in a fit of giggles with Yuuto and Nataku, "discussing" (gossiping, really) over Kamui's new head adornment.
"I can't believe he's actually been wearing it on his head..." Yuuto snickered as he tried to calm down, his stomach not liking him for laughing so hard initially.
It was odd, yet refreshing for the other two Angels to see Nataku giggle. "It's really funny...but I like it. I hope he keeps it."
Kanoe resumed laughing, "I don't think I could function here if he did that! It's just so funny, especially when he tries to act authoritarian. Who can take orders from a man with a stuffed frog on his head?!"
Nataku managed a childlike smile that seemed to come so naturally yet was so foreign at the same time. "Daddy said he was really glad it made me laugh."
"Well, hopefully he only keeps it for your amusement a little while longer. Can you imagine him getting into a fight with the Seals with that thing on his head?" Yuuto had been good for a few moments, but then he dissolved into laughter again.
For a brief moment, Nataku appeared to be perplexed. "Wouldn't the frog fall off during battle? ...Oh! He could superglue it to his head, maybe. It would probably keep in place then."
"Oh god, I need a vacation. I won't be able to keep this up much longer if..." Kanoe began, but her train of thought wasn't enough to withstand the renewed gigglefit she had, imagining their Kamui fighting the Seals with that ridiculous frog superglued to his head.
Eventually Yuuto let out a few of the last snickers he had in him and sipped from a cup of tea in an exhausted manner that only comes from having too much fun.
"Daddy really gave you orders with that thing on his head?" Nataku asked Kanoe with a smile, obviously trying to imagine the scene. "That must have been funny. What did he say?"
Kanoe immediately answered with a delighted shriek, "RIBBIT!" and Yuuto sputtered his tea all over the table.
Tilt
by ryutsuki
Possibly: (S/K, K/K, default S/S)ish, spoilers for X14+ except not at all, and inspired by Haruki Murakami and long drives.
[AU in that...nothing that's supposed to happen ever really does]
ch.1 > ch.3 > ch.4