http://clampfix.fanworks.net/others/moretime.txt </head><body><pre>To Make More Time by Lan Series: Campus Cops Duklyon/X Pairing: Takeshi + Kentarou Genre: Narrative Angst, Angst, and Did I Mention Angst? Rating: PG-ish (?) Spoilers: Heck, if you've read any of the Duklyon manga then none of this is spoiler-ly. Various Notes: Kentarou's POV mentally addressing Takeshi, during the X timeline (assuming our lads are alive during X, we`ve seen neither hair nor hide of them so far) "To Make More Time" ~Prologue~ February eleventh. Again. I'm twenty-five years old today. I shouldn't feel old but I do. Fear more than anything else fueled that I guess. It's funny, I've been afraid since the day I met you. I was honestly afraid that I would lose you. Do you remember that day? I can. It wasn't "love at first sight". I fell for you gradually, little by little until I was drowning in the sentiment. One day emotion hit me upside the head, making me realize that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you because I loved you. Do you love me Takepon? Honestly, you're so hard to read at times. Sometimes I think you do return the feeling, but the words get stuck in your throat as mine have done so often. One of these days I'm going to find out what you think of me, for better or for worse. Everyone says that young people think they're immortal, invincible to the forces of death and separation. Not me. Death frightens me because it will separate us completely. Shuukaidou-and- Higashikunimaru won't be a unit anymore. Bright future, couldn't be farther from the truth. Seriously, assuming things are NORMAL then life will proceed as thus: We'll finish our schooling and get jobs. Then you'll find some nice girl to marry, because that's what NORMAL people do. You'll court for a while before getting engaged. Eventually a date for the wedding will be set. I'll be invited because one always invites the "best friend" to the wedding to be the best man. Which I'll refuse to go, too painful. So Higashikunimaru-san will send an extravagant gift and fund half the affair with an apology note because it's ever-so unfortunate that he had a business trip scheduled for that week. Within a few years you'll have children, at least two. They'll be beautiful of course, because they'll look like you. You'll be proud of them with each passing year. I'll send a gift for their birthdays, can't shirk my duty now. Then IT will happen. The day will start out beautiful and sunny. I'll be in my office trying to meet a deadline because I lost half the paperwork that was due from the previous week. Then I'll get a phone call. THE phone call. It might be Sukiyabashi, or Erii, or even your pretty wife. They'll tell me that you died. By no means will I be the first to know. Not at any rate. First all the family members will be informed. Then other miscellaneous people like your wife's friends and your daughter's fiancé and your boss. No one remembers the former best friend. I don't want to receive that phone call. But I don't want to be the one to die first either. I want to die together, the way we're supposed to. Being Duklyon never scared me, even through everything we faced. Because we did it together. That's when I felt safe. Safe in the middle of danger for one reason, and one reason alone. That if I died that last thing I would see is your face. At that moment I'll know, that I will never be alone. Ever. ~End Prologue~</pre><p><a href="./">Back</a></p><p><a href=http://www.dreamhost.com/donate.cgi?id=216><img border=0 alt="Donate towards our web hosting bill!" src=https://secure.newdream.net/donate1.gif></a></p></body></html>