The Writing Team of AXQA presents: Paradigm Shift

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Chapter 2: Shadows of the Sakurazukamori


"Hello, can I take a look at the puppy that I brought
in the other day?" 

The receptionist at the Sakurazuka Clinic looked up to
see a pair of anxious green eyes directed at her.
There was no way she had forgotten this beautiful
young man who had made such a strong impression on her
just a few days ago. Besides, Sakurazuka-sensei had
left specific instructions that this young man should
be shown in to see him immediately if he came to
visit. Sakurazuka-sensei was a good employer, but
something about him made his receptionist very
unwilling to cross him. Not that she would have
refused the man in front of her; he was so handsome.

She quickly got up from behind her desk and bowed,
saying, "Of course, please go right into the
consultation room. I�ll tell Sakurazuka-sensei that
you�re here."

"Oh, no, you don�t have to disturb him if he�s busy,"
the shy young man replied. "I can wait."

The receptionist merely smiled and waved him into the
back room, buzzing a button to alert her employer.

Subaru cautiously entered the consulting area. He was
rather relieved when Seishirou came forward with a
smile of welcome. He didn�t appear to have disturbed
the veterinarian�s work. "Hello, Seishirou-san. How is
the little puppy doing?" 

"Recovering wonderfully," Seishirou replied. "Here,
you can see for yourself."

Suddenly Subaru found himself with an armful of puppy
that proceeded to thoroughly lick his face. He laughed
aloud at the ticklish sensation. "Well, you�re
certainly much livelier today," he said to the puppy,
hugging it carefully.

The puppy barked as though it understood him. Today
Subaru was dressed in clothes in orange and green, the
clashing colors managing to work due to the strange
geometric designs Hokuto had sewn. Subaru would have
been embarrassed to know that he looked "utterly
adorable and without a shred of dignity", or so his
sister had said to herself when he departed this
morning after meeting for breakfast. 

Seishirou merely scratched the puppy under the chin,
refraining from any remarks on how immature Subaru was
acting. "Would you like to get some lunch?" The vet
offered. "I know a diner not far from here that's
serving pumpkin pie for dessert."

Subaru's eyes widened slightly. Apparently, Seishirou
did not intend to cut him from his acquaintance. He
had been worried over the past three days that, that
night had merely been a fluke, and that Seishirou
would decide that getting involved with an onmyouji
was a bad idea. "I'd really like that," Subaru said.
"I have� an appointment at two, but I'm free until
then."

"Excellent. Shall we go now?" 

Subaru blinked, unable to believe how fast things were
happening. Then again, perhaps he was just
misinterpreting things and the man was simply
friendly. He didn�t have that many male friends, so he
wasn�t sure if this was what people usually did with
each other. "Um, I don�t want to take you away from
your work, surely you�re busy?" he stammered
tentatively.

"Not at all, I have no appointments today, so I�m
free. Don�t worry about it," Seishirou said
carelessly, lifting the puppy from Subaru�s arms to
replace into the little kennel. Slipping into his
large overcoat, the veterinarian frowned a little at
Subaru, "How often do you eat?"

"Um�" Subaru blushed. "When I remember to?"

Seishirou tapped Subaru on the nose playfully. "I bet
your sister is always nagging you to take care of
yourself."

"Well�" Subaru wondered how the older man had him
nailed so perfectly. "I get busy," he said lamely.

"We all get busy. That doesn't mean we stop caring for
ourselves; if we fall apart, then those who love us
will be hurt," Seishirou said, smiling slightly.
Something in his amber eyes seemed to be carrying a
hidden meaning, and Subaru answered him with a blush.

Subaru was nearly fainting with light-headedness from
Seishirou�s attention. Subaru was impressed by how
sensible the man made everything sound. He certainly
didn�t want to hurt Hokuto-chan. Unexpectedly, a
thought surfaced in his mind; perhaps Seishirou-san
was actually interested in Hokuto. Subaru considered
it was highly unlikely that anyone would be interested
in him that way. He just didn�t think he was that
engaging. 

Fortunately, he was prevented from stewing over the
issue too deeply as he let Seishirou steer him out of
the door. Sitting in Seishirou�s little van, Subaru
was again distracted by how normal everything was. It
was as if he belonged here, somehow destined. A small
quiver ran through him at that strange thought. He had
never considered destiny before.

He would have to have been an idiot to not know he had
one. The inverted pentagrams etched on his hands,
along with his grandmother's dire warnings of the
Final Day in 1999 told him that something special was
in store for him. Still, whenever he tried to think
about it, something came up-- and he was just too damn
busy to worry about these things.

He had people to protect. If he didn't do his job,
then people would suffer. That was the way of things.
He leaned back slightly, wondering where they were
going, though his habitual shyness prevented him from
asking.

Seishirou was a careful driver, and aside from the
soft hum of the CD player, there was no noise in the
van. Subaru stole glances at the older man's profile,
wondering if he should attempt to make conversation.
I'm just too awkward around normal people, he thought
sadly when he realized he couldn't think of anything
to discuss.

Seishirou didn�t appear to mind in the slightest, and
sat in comfortable silence. Fortunately, the Tokyo
traffic wasn�t too bad at that hour and they arrived
quickly. Subaru struggled a little with his seatbelt,
unused to being in a car. 

Outside, Subaru observed that they were in a very nice
neighborhood. A small row of restaurants stretched out
in front of him. There was food here for every palate.


"Do you like ramen?" Seishirou asked him.

"Oh, yes, I like it, especially the little Enoki
mushrooms that come in it," Subaru answered. He didn�t
get to eat ramen very much. Hokuto usually packed a
lunch box for him to make sure he got at least one
meal every day, but that was cold food. He normally
didn�t feel like eating after working. Exorcisms
usually took a lot out of him and left him with no
appetite.

Seishirou smiled. "This place has some of the best
fresh noodles, and the spices-- and you have to try
some of their okonomiyaki." Seishirou said, holding
the door to one of the smallest restaurants open.

Subaru blushed. "I� don't think I can eat that much�"
He said faintly. Whenever he did eat, it was usually
only a tiny portion. Hokuto once accused him of living
on air and a bit of water.

"We'll split one, then. What's your favorite
okonomiyaki topping?" Seishirou asked curiously.

"Um�" Subaru paused for a while as he considered. He
remembered a childhood favorite of his. The cook at
Kyoto had always managed to make an excellent
okonomiyaki. He wondered if this place could be able
to do it just as well. "Squid and prawns!" He said,
smiling at the memory.

Seishirou grinned at his sudden enthusiasm. 

There were not many customers and their food arrived
quickly. The ramen was excellent and the okonomiyaki
even better. Subaru was a little embarrassed to be
sharing a dish with a near stranger like this. It was
such an intimate act. Somehow, though, he couldn�t
consider Seishirou a stranger. There was just
something so familiar about him.

The conversation somehow turned to Subaru�s work. "Do
you like what you do?" Seishirou inquired.

"I� don't dislike it, usually," Subaru answered after
a moment�s pause. He ate a bit of stray squid, which
was amazingly tender instead of rubbery like he'd
feared. He spent another moment considering. "My job�
is important. Few people can do it, so even if I could
be a vet� I probably wouldn't, since there's no one to
take my place. I can't have a normal life� but I make
sure I spend my life so others can."

"And I'm sure no one really appreciates you for it,"
Seishirou remarked. "Isn't there another Sumeragi who
could take your place?"

The onmyouji shook his head. "The Sumeragi have always
been a small clan, and while most of them have some
talent, the really big things require power that you
have to be born with� I'm the most powerful member of
my family� so I am Clan Head," he concluded sadly. 

"I know a little onmyoujitsu," Seishirou said
suddenly. He looked intently at Subaru as if trying to
gauge his reaction.

Subaru was a little taken aback, though not by the
fact that Seishirou knew onmyoujitsu. Subaru could
feel the evidence of power in him. No, it was
Seishirou�s honesty that impressed him. Subaru knew
that as the Sumeragi in charge of the proper use of
magic in Japan, he was needed to regulate onmyouji
practitioners. Subaru thought that Seishirou as a
Sakurazuka would have felt too inhibited in admitting
his knowledge of onmyoujitsu to him. 

"Thank you for telling me."

"I don�t use it very often, but I think it�s a good
skill to have. I feel that these things are our
tradition should be kept up," Seishirou said. 

"Yes, a lot of people these days no longer believe in
magic," Subaru admitted.

"But that�s not to say that it doesn�t exist."
"There are more things in heaven and on earth�" Subaru
replied, setting down his 
chopsticks. He had positively gorged himself on the
meal by his standards, but the amount of left over
food told him his appetite was still too small.

"�Then are dreamt of in our philosophy?" Seishirou
deliberately misquoted. "There are... but it's not our
fault no one cares to admit it anymore. They feel safe
in their little cocoons of a normal world. It's only
when something goes wrong that you're called on."

Subaru sighed. "If people still believed, so much less
would go wrong. I worry about next year� there's lots
of hype for Y2K, but people don't--" he broke off,
realizing he was saying something he shouldn't be.

Seishirou was looking down at his plate and had to
concentrate hard to remove the gleam that he knew was
in his eye. So, his counterpart wasn�t as oblivious
about the future as he appeared. Carefully he swung
his head up as if puzzled by Subaru stopping in the
midst of his sentence. 

Subaru decided to just smile and shake his head while
trying to dismiss thoughts of the Apocalypse from his
mind. There was still time, or so Subaru tried to tell
himself.

Seishirou let the moment pass. Perking up, he changed
the subject abruptly, "Do you like dessert,
Subaru-kun?" 

Subaru nodded, but then grew flustered when he
realized the time. "Oh, yes, but I can�t have any now,
I have a job waiting for me. I�m so sorry,
Seishirou-san."

Seishirou merely smiled. "All right then, we shall
have to try dessert another time. You must let me give
you a ride to your job."

"That- that's not necessary!" Subaru protested
faintly, trying to hide how reluctant he was to part.

"I insist. I'm a bit curious to see how an onmyouji
applies his art in this day in age," Seishirou
answered smoothly as he signaled for the check and
paid.

"I� I really shouldn't let you come along�" Subaru
answered. "It's a personal thing. And it may not be
safe..."

"I can take care of myself, don�t worry," Seishirou
countered calmly. He grinned mischievously and took
Subaru�s gloved hand in his. "I won�t get in the way.
I�ll keep way in the back. Please?"

Somehow, Subaru looking at Seishirou�s earnest
expression could believe the older man really could
take care of himself; and even take care of Subaru as
well. The thought left a little tingle of pleasure as
it ran through his mind.

"I�" For some reason, his usual lectures of
professional responsibilities wouldn't come. "You're
going to keep quiet. If anyone asks, you're my aide,
got it?" Subaru found himself saying.

"Sure thing," Seishirou agreed easily enough,
apparently satisfied.

Subaru wondered what he was getting into.

*

The address Subaru had been given was for a
middle-class apartment in the middle of Tokyo. Tokyo
Tower was visible in the distance, but aside from
that, there were no other distinguishing features.

The elderly woman who answered the door looked
undeniably harassed. When Subaru identified himself,
an immense relief swept through her eyes, though the
worried frown on her brow remained. "Please come in,"
she invited them.

The two men entered the apartment and toed off their
shoes. "Are you Terada Michiyo? Will you tell me
what�s wrong?" Subaru asked. There was an aura of
wrongness that hung over everything in this home. 

She nodded. "It�s my son... I�m afraid he may be in
terrible trouble." 

"What do you mean?" Subaru prompted. He had done this
enough times to know that people had to be encouraged
to tell their stories. Often it was a long and tedious
process delving to the bottom of things. Most times,
people didn�t wish to reveal their deepest problems,
hoping he could just solve the surface difficulty
without having to reveal the skeletons in their
closet. However, experience told Subaru that it was
best to find out everything first before venturing
into the unknown. 

"He's� he's been sick� and I think�" she sighed, and
sat down on the nearest sofa, which was protected by a
plastic slipcover. Subaru gingerly sat down beside
her. The plastic squeaked. He noted idly that
Seishirou was leaning calmly against the wall, arms
folded across his chest.

"Terada-san�. You have to tell me what's wrong for me
to be able to help," he said, removing his hat, which
was an orange beret today, and holding it in his
green-gloved hands.

The old lady sighed and clenched her fists, her
knuckles turning white under the strain. "It� It's
complicated� we're a good family, Sumeragi-san� and I
don't think Noeru would have done this� had Nobue not
disappeared�" she said softly.

"Please, I can�t help you if you don�t tell me
everything," Subaru said softly.

The kind tone in Subaru�s voice must have assured her
leading the lady to continue with new determination.
"Nobue is my daughter. She disappeared a few weeks
ago. My son, her twin is insisting that she�s dead.
But... I keep hoping she�ll come back soon... Anyway,
Noeru has done something bad, I think." 

Subaru nodded. From the distinct feel around the
apartment, he knew there was the power of a miscast
curse bouncing around. Backlash was a very common
problem with novice spell casters. People simply
didn�t understand that curses were not good things to
play around with. 

Subaru continued listening intently as the all too
common tale unfolded.

"I saw that he had some evil, dangerous books. When I
checked with the priest at the shrine I visit, he
recommended that I call the Sumeragi family. Please -
can you help him?" 

"What� makes you think he's actually done something?"
Subaru asked.

"One night about a week ago, he locked himself in his
room� and I heard chanting. I could smell something
burning, but I couldn't tell you exactly what. I'd say
it was some kind of incense, but it smelled a bit too�
well, not sweet, but� I just can't describe it. I've
never smelt anything like it before. The next day� he
began being ill� he's been throwing up, and his
tears�" she broke off, dropping her eyes.

"Is he weeping blood?" Seishirou asked softly, causing
Subaru and Michiyo to jump slightly.

"Yes�" Michiyo whispered, and she darted eyes back and
forth between the two. "How� how�."

Seishirou's knowledge impressed Subaru. The vet hadn't
been kidding when he said he knew something of the
art. "It's a classic symptom of a reflected curse," he
informed her. "Your Noeru probably tried to cast a
curse against someone, and that person either had very
good defenses, or Noeru miscast it�."

Michiyo looked crushed. "Please, help him, he�s all I
have now that Nobue is..." She broke off, unable to
continue.

Subaru got up. "Is he here now, Terada-san?"

Michiyo stretched out a trembling hand and pointed to
a door. Subaru moved over to it and opened it
cautiously after knocking on it gently. "Noeru-san,
hello, I�m coming in now."

Stepping inside the dim room, Subaru�s sensitive nose
crinkled at the sour smell of vomit that hit him.
Underlying it was the unique odor of blood. He could
feel the reflected energy here more strongly, so
thickly that he felt like he was wading through murky
water. It appeared the young man was in deep trouble.
"Noeru-san, your mother has asked me to help you,"
Subaru said gently. He did not want to spook Noeru any
more than he was already.

"Go away, nobody can help me now!" A voice snapped.

Subaru firmly flipped a light switch to reveal the
crouching form of a young man huddled in a corner. "I
can help you, but I have one question first. Why did
you cast that spell?" Subaru asked bluntly. Sometimes
a head on approach was most effective. 

Noeru turned and looked at the oddly dressed man who
was in front of him. "Who are you?" he demanded. "Are
you another one of those counselors my mother hired to
tell me that Nobue is okay?" he spat, rising slightly
to his knees, wincing at the effort.

Subaru's natural empathy kicked in, and he shook his
head. "I'm not�. I'm the head of the Sumeragi clan.
I-"

Noeru's eyes widened. "You know!" he interrupted
eagerly, and he rose the rest of his way to his feet.
He took a few small, shaky steps across the room to
the onmyouji. "You� you know about the
Sakurazukamori!" he said.

Subaru flinched at the name, and the signs on his
hands flared under his gloves, responding to the name
of the one who had etched them into his flesh, so many
years before. "That is not a name to be spoken
lightly," Subaru said, his voice growing hard. He felt
Seishirou's presence enter the room as well, but
ignored him. This was more serious then he expected�
his hereditary enemy was wound up in Terada Noeru's
problem.

"He killed my sister!" Noeru exclaimed.

"How do you know?" he asked, his voice flat.

"I felt it when it happened. It was the most horrible
thing I have ever felt. She was my twin, and when he
killed her, I felt my heart torn into two," Noeru said
brokenly. His strength gave out, and he collapsed back
to the floor, curling up in the fetal position.

"Do you know what he looks like?" A soft question
sounded from behind Subaru. 

Subaru was interested as well. Did Seishirou-san know
who in his family was the current Sakurazukamori?

Noeru shook his head. "No, all I felt was this dark,
looming presence. But there were sakura flying
everywhere and a large falcon-like bird screeching
away. And then she was dead." Tears were flowing
freely now from the huddled form on the floor.

"But� why did you try to curse him?" Subaru asked.
"Surely you know that curses always come back to rest
on their caster�"

Noeru gritted his teeth, raising his head. "Do you
have a sister?" he demanded of Subaru.

Subaru nodded slowly. "I have a twin�"

"Then you should understand! I wanted him to pay for
taking her away from me! I don't care what happens to
me! I don't care if I die! I want the bastard to
suffer!" Noeru spat.
"But-" Subaru said.

Seishirou stepped away from the wall and rested a hand
on the younger man's shoulder. He leaned over so he
could whisper in his ear. "You should deal with the
curse backlash. If he cast it against the
Sakurazukamori, chances are that it was automatically
reflected without the Sakurazukamori even being aware
of it� As for Noeru, you're not going to convince him
of anything. The best thing you can do is lock down
his spiritual powers. He's lost to all reason."

Seishirou had a point. There was very little Subaru
could do for Noeru right now. The young man had dug a
deep grave for himself. Even now, he could see the
howling spirits from the reflected curse circling
outside the window battering to come in. If they did,
they would tear the man�s soul to shreds leaving only
a husk.

Subaru�s professional instincts were triggered.
Removing a handful of ofuda from his pocket, he began
to place them at strategic points around the room. He
shot a look at Seishirou-san, who had removed himself
and settled in a far corner near the door. "Will you
be all right?" Subaru asked, wanting to be absolutely
certain.

"Don�t worry, Subaru-kun. My meager abilities can
manage a small kekkai," the older man smiled at him.

Subaru nodded, knowing that he had to trust the other
man. "I� I'll be involved in spell casting. I can't
protect you�" he warned, feeling slightly sick at the
thought of something going wrong that could hurt
Seishirou.

"I'll be fine," Seishirou assured him. "Noeru-san is
your concern now. He has been able to hold off the
worst of the reflection so far, but he's not going to
be able to hold out much longer. You need to perform
the counter curse as soon as possible,"

Noeru tried to look unconcerned, but a slight bit of
fear was shining in the corner of his dark eyes.

Subaru nodded at his friend. "Raise your kekkai,
Seishirou-san� I'm ready to begin," he said softly as
he brought his hands together and began to chant.

Subaru began to pull at his power and poured all his
concentration into dispelling the curse. The words of
his chant rolled off his tongue with practiced ease.

The outrage of the invisible spirits was palpable.
They did not like to be denied their prey. Subaru kept
firm control and his power was undeniably
overwhelming. Very little these days could challenge
him in the magical department.

Noeru watched the Sumeragi as he chanted, and for a
second, he had the impression that the man lit up from
within, glowing with power, a warm white light that
embraced Noeru and forgave him for his sins. The white
light reached out and sought to wash away all the evil
and pain he'd wished on another, and Noeru almost gave
into it�

Then he remembered Noboe's death. "NO!" he yelled,
putting his hands over his ears and shutting his eyes,
rejecting Subaru.

Subaru reeled back psychically. This wasn't the first
time someone had rejected him, but he had thought� "On
sowa hamba shuda saraba taraman wa hamba shudokan!"
Subaru yelled fiercely, throwing one of his ofuda so
it landed squarely on Noeru's chest.

A final stern push was all that was needed to clear
the miasma of hatred attaching itself to the young
man. Subaru opened his eyes and checked around.
Seishirou was leaning casually against the door now,
his gaze intent on Subaru. The onmyouji couldn�t make
out the strange expression in those amber eyes.

Subaru shook his head and turned his attention back to
the young man. "Don�t try to cast curses again. You
don�t know how to do them and they won�t affect the
Sakurazukamori," he told Noeru sternly. He didn�t know
if the young man would take his advice but it was all
he had to offer him.

Noeru didn�t answer him. He just sat there dumbly. 

Subaru started when a hand fell on his shoulder.
Seishirou looked solemn. "Shall we go?"

Subaru cast one last backward glance at Noeru. He
understood the connection the young man felt to his
twin and wondered what would have been like to lose
Hokuto. He shuddered. No, that was something he
couldn�t bear to even contemplate.

*

It was later that evening that Noeru's curse truly
came to rest on his head. His mother, relieved that
the Sumeragi had exorcised the demons that had been
tormenting her son, had finally gone to bed. He laid
awake, wondering if there was anything he could do.

"You miss your sister, don't you?" a soft voice said,
coming from by the window. The voice was gentle, but
something about its apparent concern sent shivers down
his spine.

"Who-who�s there?" He demanded, rising to his feet. He
was still not recovered from the effects of the
curse's backlash, and his legs shook from his
weakness. Noeru thought the window had been locked,
and his apartment was on the fifth story of the
building. His stomach dropped as he realized who it
had to be. "Sakurazukamori�." He hissed, not daring to
raise his voice. His mother was two rooms over, and if
she came, she would die.

The figure, still hidden in the shadows, laughed
softly. "So you do have a brain. I had wondered--
casting a curse at me� not bright, boy. I have more
magic in my small finger than you do in your entire
family."

"Why did you kill her?" Noeru demanded. His mind was
flying through ways of stopping the assassin in front
of him, but all his research had led him to believe
that the Sakurazukamori was practically unstoppable.

"She was the mistress of a powerful man. Did you know
that?"

"You lie!" Noeru spat.

"Why would I? She just happened to hear something she
shouldn't have� and she became a threat to Japan. I
couldn't have that."

"Why are you here now?" Noeru asked, trembling. He was
afraid, but in a way, he almost welcomed the answer. 

"Why? To grant you your wish," the looming, dark
figure by his window replied. A ghostly wind had now
picked up around him. A distinct scent of sakura began
to flood the room.

"My wish," Noeru sighed in defeat.

"Yes, to be with your twin sister, of course." 

Noeru stood up to face his killer. His gasp was
audible when the Sakurazukamori stepped forward into
the light. "You! You were here today! With the
Sumeragi! How..."

"What I do is not a matter of concern for you. Are you
ready?" Sakurazuka Seishirou asked gently. He was
inclined to be kind tonight. He was in a very good
mood. Subaru had provided him with a most entertaining
afternoon. The young Sumeragi clan head�s power had
resounded deeply within him. Yes, he would enjoy the
chase before bringing his beautiful prey down.

"Unite me with my sister then. Damn you."

Seishirou laughed. "Curses don�t have an effect on
me." With an almost casual gesture, he lifted his
right hand and plunged it through Noeru�s chest. He
let the body drop, his mind already returning to his
game with another pair of twins.

~~~~~

Author's Notes:

Aishuu: I'd like to define Paradigm Shift... it's a
term my philosophy teacher was fascinated with and
would have various students yell at various parts
during the semester. It's basically a set of ideals
and concepts (a way of seeing the world) that people
would follow- a shift would be a change into something
totally and completely new. COMPLETE paradigm shifts
in society are rare and very uncomfortable.

Xandra: From what I understand a Paradigm Shift is a
fundamental change in world view. Thanks to Aishuu for
letting me cry on her shoulder when I finished reading
Tokyo Babylon and coming up with the seed of this idea
to cheer me up. This story is entirely due to my
denial that Tokyo Babylon ever happened. ^__^

Aishuu: Xandra assures me that squid in Asia is much
better than we Americans get- it's nowhere near as
rubbery. Also, the kekkai Seishirou raises is not a
Kekkai� the difference being a capital letter!
Actually, you see small kekkai raised in many manga�
like Yami no Matsuei and they are a part of the
onmyouji's art, so it's natural he'd be able to. The
Kekkai of the Dragons of Heaven expand for MILES� over
the entire battlefield. Seishirou's kekkai merely
protects himself. And on Subaru's chant- I stole it
from Natalie Baan's Sakura and Snow, which got it from
the OAVs.

Xandra: Yes, squid is yummy. I love it. Also Enoki
mushrooms are tiny strand-like pale mushrooms that go
very well in ramen soups, at least in the recipes I
make. However I�m not sure if they really have them in
ramen in Japan. Sorry if it�s inaccurate.

Aishuu: I�ll just take your word for it. There�s no
way I�m going to eat a piece of fungus. People have
already commented on Subaru in TB style clothing�
well, aside from my slight obsession with it, it WILL
be important later. Really. And I have a really
awesome hats website bookmarked.

Xandra: It�s so nice to write a 24 year old Subaru
without issues. And this Subaru is powerful and much
more in control of his magic than the TB one. Don�t
forget, he�s had 10 years of practice and being an
onmyouji is his full time job. But Subaru is still as
soft hearted as ever so, there are certain things that
he will not be doing. Last note: Thanks to Krystal for
beta-ing. 

Krystal: *smirks* I love being able to read
installments of fanfic before they hit the message
boards. Fabulous job guys. This is turning out to be a
very fun beta job. ^_^

Coming up: Subaru goes on a DATE with Seishirou at
Tokyo Tower! The question arises, does he love
Seishirou?
 


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Sing what you can't say
Forget what you can't play
Hasten to drown into beautiful eyes
Walk within my poetry, this dying music...
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