Chapter One
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Chapter 1
“I’ll protect you, Subaru…”
“…mui….Kamui…”
The noise calling out his name making him growled in annoyance. One should know not to disturb Kamui when he was deep in slumber. But he could let it slide since he knew the only person who would (dared to) wake him up is (only) his Subaru.
“… five more minutes, Subaru…”
“… Well since I am Subaru, will I be pardon if I kiss you?”
“What are you saying Subaru? You will always be par----“
Kamui’s eyes wide open as he registered what was happening. He stands abruptly as he ready to throw a punch or two at the intruder who dared to enter his bedroom—
“Where am I?” he thought silently when he was awake enough to noticed that his surrounding was not his bedroom.
He heard a chuckle coming from in front of him that caught his attention. When his eyes met the figure he overly familiar with he could not help but let out a disapproval growled. That alone amuses his intruder (which Kamui insist on calling him that) and made him let out a heartily laughed that annoys the hell out of the boy.
“As to let you know, you are in the lesson hall.” The man answered his question earlier which made him blush a little.
That question was not meant to be heard by anyone but him.
“A little bit more information, the lesson just ended a while ago.” The person added again and be amused as well as admired how well red suited the boy.
Kamui tried his hard to get rid of his blush. He cannot believe he fell asleep during a lesson. He might have been a little tired. After all, he just had 2 hours of sleep the other night.
“What do you need, Monou Fuuma?”
“Nothing, It just…it was nice seeing your sleeping face and I can’t help but be enthralled,” the man called Fuuma teased. “I told you to quit with the full name and just call me Fuuma,” and added with a husky, playful voice, “Fuuchan would be nice.”
Kamui sent a glare at Fuuma. His hands working on packing his things back to his backpack. He does not like Fuuma was what he established after he came to his conclusion that Fuuma is after his twin. Like any other bugs that tried to get their way with Subaru and ended up suffered from his glared alone which he had perfectly mastered it during his high school years. He found it convenient and less hurtful than to have to use either of his fists.
That aside, back to Fuuma and as to why he suspected him after Subaru… well, because no one in their right mind would ignore a fragile, cute and helplessly beautiful human being such as Subaru and people trying to be close to him was just because they need to be closer to Subaru. It gave him complicated feelings. He felt proud that his twin was admired but he also does not like them clinging to Subaru. They should know, Subaru is his and he belongs to Subaru. It will always be that way. That is what twins are.
It is the basic they should know; a basic of Kamui’s Logic for Sumeragi twins.
“Do you have class after this?”
“That is none of your business.”
Fuuma smile sweetly, too sweet for Kamui’s liking. That made him furrows his eyebrows and stared at the man suspiciously. “What?”
“Well… I was going to tell you something fun. But since I don’t know whether you have classes after this I am obliged to keep this until all your classes for the day ended,” he explained with a hint of playfulness on his tone. “I don’t want to disturb your time in learning. That’s why we come to the University anyway.”
“Could you not---“
Before Kamui managed to finish his sentence, Fuuma interjected, “Ah! But… that might be too late.”
“What is too late?” Kamui inquired. He can’t help but feeling curious and somehow he felt he should pay attention to this… whatever information Fuuma was keeping.
Fuuma smile triumphantly when he sees Kamui took the bait.
“well…” he began, “Subaru was here.”
Hearing Subaru’s name out from the man’s lips made his eye twitch.
“30 minutes ago,” he continued “before Seishirou aniki took him away…”
Fuuma does not need to finish the sentence, it was not necessary anyway. The name of Seishirou and Subaru together was enough to make him dashed out from the lesson hall and hurriedly walk towards the only place his instinct told him where Subaru currently put in captive. He could hear another footsteps walking behind him with more leisure pace. But that does not matter right now. Subaru is what currently matter (and always will be)… and his chastity is in danger.
He stop in front of a door where there was a nameplate plastered on it, Sakurazuka Seishirou. Staring at that name alone made his blood boils. He was about to just push the door open when he heard a faint voice coming from the room. Being a curious lad he was, he brought his ear near the doorframe trying his best to listen in the conversation. He could hardly notice the presence of another person standing close beside him with a playful smirk obviously accompanied his handsome face.
“My… my… look how red it has become.”
“…it’s hurt… sensei…”
That was it. He kicked the door open with all his might. He could kill now and oh-boy, he was very much delighted with that idea.
“SEISHIROU! STAY AWAY FROM MY SUBA----!!!!”
What he witnessed in front of him, on that big sinful sofa, made him stop his sentence abruptly. His eyes widen with anger when he saw Seishirou’s left hand holding his Subaru’s hand tightly and his right were caressing his Subaru’s neck. But what made him rushes towards the sofa in lightening speed was the hint of tears on that bright innocent eyes and hint of redness on the perfectly flawless white cheeks.
He was about to throw a punch when Subaru suddenly hug him from behind, saving Seishirou from his wrath (lucky guy). He quickly looked over his shoulder and his eyes met the bright teary eyes of his Subaru’s. He immediately wipe the tears and again trying to break free from his twin’s hug to give the man whom responsible for his twin’s tears a bit of hell. It pisses him more when the said man was just giving him his smirk while leaning on his desk.
That man will die in a brutal death!
“No Kamui,” Subaru plead. “Sensei was just trying to help me treat my burned skin.”
Kamui quickly took both of Subaru’s hands. “Burned skin? Where? When? How?” he panicked as his eyes scanned the hands and neck since that was the place where Seishirou’s (dirty) hands had laid.
Damn, that perverted old man!
“I am still in my late 20’s Kamui, doesn’t make me an old man yet.”
Did I say that out loud? Good!
“You don’t deny the pervert though, aniki.”
Seishirou just grinned at Fuuma.
“I was buying ramen when someone accidentally knocked the bowl and it spilled on my right wrist,” he explained and then quickly added, “It’s alright though. He apologised and it only spilled a little since sensei saved me,” when he sensed Kamui killing intent to whoever that caused his ramen to spilled. He, however, will keep the person identity a secret. He did not want to see blood spill over a mere ramen mishap.
Kamui scanned the wrist and rubs it gently making Subaru giggles. “It tickles, Kamui.”
Kamui smile softly, “Is it still hurt?”
Subaru shook his head, “Nope. After you rubbed it, all the pain had gone away.”
So cute… the three of them agreed, silently.
“… and thanks to Sakurazuka sensei too for treating it earlier.”
Kamui’s eyes twitch slightly.
“I told you Subaru chan to call me Seishirou.”
Subaru blushes as he smiled cutely making Seishirou entranced with that innocent bright angelic smile, lucky Kamui for getting that smile every day. Fuuma just sat on the available chair in the room feeling amused. In short, the twins always amuse him, especially Kamui. He love the feeling of being amused. It gave him the pleasure of being entertained.
“Subaru, you said you want to go to that sweet shop right?” Kamui asked Subaru, purposely taking his attention away from Seishirou.
“Yes!! But don’t you have another class after this, Kamui?”
He smiled and shook his head, “Nope. It was cancelled. Do you want to go to that shop now? And we might as well visit the bookstore too.”
Subaru happily nodded and then rushes to grab his backpack on the sofa. Kamui smile triumphantly and he knew Seishirou saw that smile.
“Lets go Kamui,” Subaru eagerly dragged Kamui out of the room after he waved and said his thank you to Seishirou again.
The two siblings that were left hanging in the room just watched the twins happily walking away with their hand entwined.
“That was nice…” Fuuma broke the silence.
Without a word, Seishirou smack the back of his little brother’s head before he headed toward his desk.
“ouch, what was that for?” he whined as his hand rubs the back of his head. It hurts.
“For bringing Kamui here.”
The reason made Fuuma laughed, “I need to be on Kamui’s good side, aniki.”
“It has been three years and you still haven’t got into his pants, yet alone his side? Big brother is surprised.”
“… and you still haven’t made any progress with Subaru either. That make us even,” Fuuma retorted as his hand reached for the daifuku that was laid in front of him.
Seishirou chuckled, “That doesn’t make us even, little brother. We are far than even. You should know better when you saw my cute Subaru’s reaction just now.”
Fuuma sighs in defeats. Even if Seishirou did not say it, Fuuma could see clearly how Subaru slowly smitten by his devious big brother. It took Seishirou more than three years to woo Subaru but that was his brother’s strategy. He loves to play it slow. Fuuma sometimes wonder if his brother is either a masochist or just plain sadistic.
“Maybe I should be more forward with my approached?” he questioned himself.
Seishirou chuckled again, “Good luck with that.”
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“That was delicious, right Kamui?”
Kamui smile at his twin and nodded, “It was.” He agreed.
“I love the strawberry shortcake. The design was rather simple but the taste was out of this world. I would love to take some home but sadly they were sold out.” Subaru sighs before added “and I swear when I ordered the cake there were still 12 slices available.”
Kamui chuckled, “You never get rid of the habit of counting it seems.”
Subaru pouted, “Old habit die hard.”
Kamui put his arm around Subaru’s shoulder and hold him closer while giggling softly, “Don’t worry, we can visit the shop again next time.”
Subaru chuckled and nodded happily. The time where he could spend like this with Kamui was what he always grateful for. When Kamui does not have classes he spent most of his time on his part time job. Seeing how hard Kamui worked made him felt guilty for not doing anything. He once told his twin that he too should work, but Kamui was against it. Kamui told him that he alone can provide their daily needs. When Subaru argued back and told him that their “inheritance” still can spare them with providing their daily needs, Kamui reason that they can use them later in case of emergency.
He gave up in persuading Kamui to let him work.
But he secretly took a job where he can do it mostly at home. Doing articles for monthly magazines didn’t pay much but at least he can still shared the burden and it made him happy. Although when Kamui found out he was not too happy. However after feeling assured that his twin only did his work at home and sent his finish article via e-mail only, he (reluctantly) let his twin brother continue with it. Arguing further would not gain him anything. Subaru can be as stubborn as he is, or maybe more.
“You have a late shift today right, Kamui?”
Kamui nodded. “Yes. I’ll be back around 3 or 4 in the morning.”
“Will you be okay tomorrow? I know this is not the first time you work until morning but I’m still worried. What will I do if you fall sick?” Subaru told his twin about his uneasiness.
Kamui give Subaru his best persuading smile, “Don’t worry. I have a late afternoon class tomorrow. So I will be okay.” He convinced. “Plus, all my reports are mostly done.”
Subaru nodded in understanding, “Then that is fine.”
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“Kamui, I will have two beers for table 14.”
“Roger,” Kamui replied to one of the waiters that worked along with him in the same shift.
His hands fast in doing his given task. Filling two tall big mugs with beer and called for the waiter again to take it. Being a bartender was not that difficult but conversing with customers who trying to talk to him (or more to ranting to him) when they sitting at the counter, alone, would be hard. He for one is not very talkative. However, being an attentive listener giving him the merit of having happy customers in the end and leaving him with a generous amount of tips as well.
As much as he loved to be a good listener there will always be annoying customers who came up to him with flirtatious talk, trying to gain his attention in a different manner. He outright ignored them for their and his own benefits; one will not have a bruised face and he will not have to hurt his hands. Although a certain man just kept pestering him even when he gave the man his silent treatment and that made him lose his composure and did ended up having to use his fist. But that didn’t make the person back off like he wanted too.
Persistent bastard!
“Yo, Kamui.”
And speak of the devil. By now choosing to ignore this person will just be a futile attempt.
“Don’t you have assignments or anything to do, Monou Fuuma?”
“I feel for a drink or two,” he answered with a playful smirk. “…and it’s Fuuma.”
“When will you not ‘feel for a drink or two’,” Kamui hissed sarcastically.
This man kept frequent this club every time he was on his shift. And this was not just an empty accusation. He heard his co workers gossips about this damn man always appearing when it was during his shift and having an assumption that he is that man next target. Hah! No, he was not this frivolous man, whom famous with his sleeping around with different people, next target.
No.
It was Subaru.
He and his pervert brother have been eyeing Subaru for more than three years and he will not permit either of the man to win over his beloved twin. Although he did not know why the little brother of the pervert still use him to get close to Subaru when he knows it was not going to work. He wondered why Fuuma did not approach Subaru directly. But that thought was soon brushed aside because he found that Fuuma sticking with him to gain access to Subaru will be convenient for him. He can watch over this beast and prevent him from devouring his innocent Subaru.
“You know men always have food, drink, sex and sleep inside their head,” Fuuma replied to his sarcasm nonchalantly.
Kamui just rolled his eyes and serves him with his usual drink, a glass of gin. Fuuma’s hand brush over Kamui’s when the petite boy put the glass in front of him, and he let it lingers for a while. His eyes locked stares with Kamui’s whom let his narrowed sceptically. He never understood this man in front of him. His action with him will only fruit to nothing but he never learned, do he? But it is okay. He will let this man touches him or flirts with him as long as he did not come close to Subaru. He can handle a few sexual advances that meant for Subaru to him.
Oh, what he will do for his beloved twin.
“Kamui, a fruit cocktail and a glass of vodka for table 9.”
Their gazed broke and Kamui back to his work. Fuuma lifted the glass to his lips and took a sip while his eyes still eyeing his prey. He let out a small frustrated sighs when he made sure Kamui was pretty far from him. How dense could this boy be? Or did he just have not given his best move yet? He did not know. How much should he flirt to have Kamui aware of his advances? This is by far the most difficult conquest. With just a smirk and a few sweet talks he could bedded any men he desire. But with Kamui, just his smirk and sweet talks will get him nowhere.
He tried to be more of a gentleman when approaching his college mate. Occasionally flirts with him with his eyes. Tone down his voice so it will make him sounds more husky and desirable with a hint of sexiness. He played his body language well that he unintentionally attracts others who weren’t Kamui. He was a bit flattered with his newfound ability. But that does not catch the attention from the person he wanted the most, unfortunately.
“Fuuma…”
Fuuma was distracted from his thought as his eyes travelled to his side and a flirtatious smile greeted him.
“Nataku,” he acknowledged the boy that now sitting beside him and latched onto his arm, rubbing on his shoulder softly. He smiled at this gesture. Nataku always love body contact. “Haven’t seen you around much lately, how have you been doing?” he asked.
“College been busy,” he answered, short and firm.
This is what he loved about Nataku. The boy is not only has gorgeous face and feminine build along with a pair of mesmerizing amethyst eye but he also a very good company in many sort of ways, especially when they were on bed. He didn’t have to listen to a nonsense conversation. Unfortunately for him that his other bed mates loved engaging in such a waste of time activity than focusing on what they should be doing when their bodies mingled and lust overcome them. What could be more fulfilling than having sex? Nonsense talk can wait until they are sated. He never fond of sweet talks during intercourse as well, he find it unnecessary.
“Are you busy tonight?”
The sudden questioned awoke Fuuma from his thought. He grinned.
“What if I’m not?”
Nataku chuckle breathily, too familiar with Fuuma’s game, “I know of a way to make you busy… especially in moaning my name,” he whisper the last sentence to Fuuma’s ear seductively and then blow to the skin behind the ear, one of the sensitive parts of the man’s body that he knew so well.
Fuuma shuddered. He would love to drag this guy to the nearest love hotel and fuck him senseless.
But…
His eyes fell on Kamui whom busy with preparing more drinks, unaware of the heated gazed that was directed to him.
“As much as I am tempted with your offer, I do have prior engagement tonight,” he told the boy beside him with apologetic grinned accompanied his face.
Nataku pouted slightly, “More important than the pleasure we will be having?”
Fuuma gulped down his saliva, tempted by the lust that slowly building inside of him. The boy sure knows how to talk him into committing the pleasurable sin. But he needed to be firm with his decision in pursuing Kamui seriously. He won’t let Seishirou aniki wish him ‘Good Luck’ like he needed it so badly. Oh no. Never again will he let himself heard the hint of sympathy and sarcasm in that voice belonged to his ever so sadistic brother. Would it be possible to have sympathetic feeling and being sarcastic at the same time?
He braced himself in giving Nataku his negative answer, “yes.”
Disappointment showed on the gorgeous face that made Fuuma almost giving in to his coompanion plea. “Well,” Fuuma begin, “If I have a two or three hour to spare later I’ll be sure to contact you.”
Hearing the man promise, although he is very much positive he won’t get to hear from this man anytime soon, made Nataku smile, the very same gorgeous smile that caught Fuuma unguarded and instantly wooed the boy. He must say it was an easy conquest.
“I hold you to that,” Nataku told him and giving him a peck on his cheek before leaving the bar.
Well, there goes his evening pleasure, Fuuma sighs.
When Kamui noted the boy leaving the club he was beyond ecstatic to finally get rid of the annoying Monou Fuuma, but when he noticed the boy went alone he growled lowly. Usually Fuuma will be quick in leaving this place when one of his lovers came to him, offering him their bodies. He snorted at the thought. He then glanced towards the smirking man whom already gave his full attention to him and he narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. But he decided to discard any thoughts that concerning Fuuma and continue with his work.
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Subaru fidgeted uncomfortably on the sofa. Once in a while his eyes glance towards the VCR to look at the time and it was almost three in the morning. He was fast asleep as soon as his body touched his bed when he got back home alone later that evening. Sometime at midnight he was wide awake and he was feeling rather fresh. He tried to force himself back to sleep but was not successful. So, he decided to take a cold shower which always helped him feel sleepy afterward. Though the action had the opposite effect from the usual, it ended up drove away any hint of sleepiness from his eyes. He regretted the shower.
Well, not much anyway because he needed the shower.
Now he was facing a problem he have yet come to a conclusion. He was conflicted whether he should go fetch Kamui or stay at home doing his school assignments. Although he already finished ninety percent of them and the rest aren’t due until the end of next month, he has plenty of time for the remaining ten percent. He pondered a little more before making his decision. He could always make an excuse when Kamui scolded him when he find him waiting for his twin outside of the bar club. For example, he was craving for strawberry milk and they weren’t any in the fridge. Yes, that sounds reasonable enough. Plus, if he added that he needed to buy ‘nori’ for tomorrow’s bento Kamui will definitely forgive him.
Tomorrow’s lunch box is definitely much more important than him going out alone at two forty-five in the morning to convenient store, he reasoned to himself. (But he didn’t know that for Kamui the latter was what more important.)
He rises from the sofa and pocketed his wallet and the house key before stepping out from their shared apartment. He might as well get that strawberry milk and that nori… and maybe some other things that he can add to tomorrow’s bento. If he is not wrong, Kamui got his basketball club practice tomorrow. A couple of energy drinks and he could make that lemon soaked in honey. They still have lemons but they ran out of honey… another item to add to the list.
Whose go shopping at three in the morning anyway?
Apparently, he is.
He chuckled before entering the 24/7 convenient store that only took twenty minute from the apartment complex… and another ten minute to Kamui’s workplace. He smile warmly as he thought of Kamui getting back from his job looking grumpy (due to Fuuma harassment, so he heard) but when his twin saw his face, he will always have that beautiful serene look. Subaru felt happy whenever he witnessed the changes and it made him feel proud he could make Kamui feel at peace. He will not deny anyone who labelled him having a brother complex, because he is.
As his hand picking up several item he thought of buying he was startled by the hand on his shoulder. From the touched, he knew it was not Kamui but more to a familiar touched that always give him a butterfly on his stomach recently.
“Subaru…”
His breath hitched as he felt that bizarre sensation when his name rolled out from that man’s tongue. He could not figure what was that that made him reacted this way. He took deep breath before he spun around and met with a pair of unusual eye colours that hidden before the thick glasses the man was wearing.
“Sakurazuka sensei!” he acted surprised. “What are you doing here at three in the morning?” he questioned the man with his bright smile.
“It’s Seishirou, Subaru chan,” he corrected the boy. He smirked when he noted the boy cheeks getting red, although barely noticeable. “Well, I’m craving for a coffee can and the machine nearby my apartment ran out of the brand I always drink.”
Subaru chuckled. “I can understand the craving.”
Seishirou eyed the items that Subaru literally hugged around his chest, “I see you have a few items in your hands, may I give you a hand?” He asked but his hand already picking up a couple of items from Subaru.
The boy smile gratefully, “Thank you Saku… Seishirou sensei. I almost dropped them a few times.”
Seishirou chuckled breathily, “Why don’t you get the basket over there?”
“I thought I won’t need it since I will only take a few small things, but I underestimated the weight of two boxes of strawberry milk,” he answered while smiling sheepishly.
The man smile warmly, “Is there anything more you need to get?”
Subaru shook his head, “Nope, these will be all. Thank you for helping me, sensei.”
They put the items on the cashier counter and Subaru insist on paying Seishirou’s coffee can as a thank you. The man let him paid for his coffee. His stubborn streak was totally similar to Kamui, but not up to par like his twin. A little of stubbornness made the boy cuter (if it was even possible to make him more cute) and he surely did not mind it. Not when he blushed ever so cutely when he was aware if his behaviour might annoy him.
Oh believe it Subaru, he was not in the slightest feeling annoy.
He let out a small sigh of content secretly. Almost four years of his hard work trying to woo this boy and getting him to have this reaction for him surely made him feel accomplished. He might be a sadist but he knew what he pursued, and he pursuing the other person’s love and not only lust. Lust is only a bonus in a relationship, what was he believed. He do admitted that his ways of cornering his prey were a bit... well made him look like he was a masochist, but the result was rather satisfying. A bit of scared on his sadistic side could be overlooked.
Back to his ways in pursuing the brunette, his method consisted on slowly crawling into Subaru’s heart and making the boy aware of his presence in the university. Gave him guidance when he was lost on what to do for his reports during his freshman year .The result of not having a single friend due to his protective twin shooing every possible bugs that trying to taint his flower. He was grateful for the action. He didn’t have to dirty his own hands.
Well, he discreetly did occasionally when Kamui wasn’t around.
“Seishirou sensei?”
The beautiful melodic voiced woken him from his deep thought. He raises his eyebrows, “Hmm?”
Subaru smile, “You sure were deep in thought. What were you thinking? You look satisfied.”
Yes, I am satisfied with this development, but not yet enough. He thought slyly.
“Ah, I was thinking about my calculation in my researches for the past three years and a half and for now I am quite happy with the current outcome,” he said not particularly lying.
“Oh. I hope your research will be successful.”
Seishirou smirks. Oh, you don’t know what you are hoping for Subaru chan.
“Thank you.”
Subaru smile again and they fell into conversation as they stepped out from the store. When Subaru was about to bid his good bye he heard a familiar voice calling out his name, and the voice wasn’t too happy.
He gulped.
“Kamui.”
