http://clampfix.fanworks.net/ss-fix/game00.txt </head><body><pre>Hi! Epeeblade and I are doing this fic (sort of like a romance novel format) and...well never mind, it's just based on this one bizarre teaser I did a long time ago. Well, this is for Sumeragi Aoi ^.~ Disclaimer by Seishirou: They don't own us, and hallelujah for that. CLAMP owns us...But that's even worse, isn't it? The Game of You By Epeeblade and Shinri Prologue: A Sudden Change of Circumstance February 5, 1998 Sakurazuka Seishirou peered over the rim of his coffee cup, his amber eyes focusing on a man with honey gold tresses and cerulean eyes. He knew the young man to be his latest conquest, his present challenge. He was studying every move, every gesture... Unbeknownst to the raven haired playboy, however, was the fact that he himself was being scrutinized. Sumeragi Subaru fidgeted in his seat as he crushed his cigarette in the ashtray and watched the sure, graceful movements of his target. Inwardly, he groaned. He could never compete with any of the man's boyfriends. Hokuto would have a fit once she hears about this whole affair and how he's handling it. She would say that he was a disgrace, not using his looks to an advantage. He casually checked his reflection on the coffee shop window and began to wonder what she meant. His hair was plain black and cropped, which was common enough. His face, however was another story. It was a little too delicate. And his eyes... ...His eyes are much too big, much too green. The whole combination of his face looked much better on a girl, namely on his twin sister. He, on the other hand, was quite convinced that he could never pull the effect off. However, if there was anything in his physical attributes that he was proud of, it was his hands. They're smooth, and delicate, the fingers long and graceful. And they were itching to touch... Subaru began to have a coughing fit as his mind wandered to the gutter. The people around him were flashing strange looks toward his direction. He has got to stop that reflex. He's twenty-four, for Kami's sake. It's embarrassing. He turned his attention back to the tall man he had been eyeing. After a few moments of deliberation, he stood up to talk to the man... And completely backed out. Kamui and Fuuma would have laughed their guts out, if they ever saw him. Fuuma, most especially. The boy had a habit of making rude comments about everybody else's love lives. Then, Seishirou and the golden-haired man moved to leave. Waiting for a few seconds, Subaru followed them - as if he hadn't been doing that for the past eight years. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he tried to remember why he worried so much when it came to the matter of dark, mysterious Sakurazuka Seishirou... January 8, 1990 "Obaasan?" young Subaru whispered into the darkness. He heard the soft croak of the old woman's voice as it broke through the deafening silence. "Su...baru..." The boy went to his grandmother's side quickly, leaning over to hear her words more clearly. "Where..." she began. She was having difficulty speaking and so Subaru let her take a sip of water. She lay back down, gasping. "Where...is your...sister..?" The boy bit his lip nervously. "Hokuto-chan is out on a date." He felt her hand on his tear-stained cheek. "Then...I will tell...you..." He leaned over, straining to hear his grandmother. "...the Sakurazukamori ...marry...him..." Subaru gasped at this. The Sakurazukamori is the enemy of their clan, and the old lady before him is more traditional than a tea ceremony. Why would she want him to marry the Sakurazukamori? And isn't the present one a man? "Are you sure, Obaasan?"" he asked the woman cautiously. She could no longer speak, and she merely nodded and closed her eyes. She died on the snowy white evening, unaware that what her grandson had heard was not what she had intended for him to hear. She told him to destroy the Sakurazukamori, and should not, in any way, try to do so by doing something silly like marrying the man. But, as luck would have it, Fate works in mysterious ways. February 19, 1999 The snow was only beginning to melt, and everything around Subaru sparkled like a thousand crystals. He closed his eyes and contemplated on how he would catch his chosen husband's attention. What he didn't know, was he already did. Seishirou watched the younger man from the corner of his eye, smiling as he slowly undressed the figure in his mind. 'Not bad,' he thought. 'Perfect, in fact.' He shifted ever so slightly to get a better look at the man, his eyes roaming up and down the long, lithe body and resting on the delicate features. Certainly very beautiful, he decided. And judging by the beauty's minute gestures, he could be considered as easy prey. Nokoru was beginning to get boring anyway. The Sakurazukamori flicked his present cigarette away and pulled out a new stick. He's watched the younger man long enough to know that he smokes. Subaru's eyes snapped open as he heard Seishirou's cocoa smooth voice against his ear. "Sumimasen..." Green met amber as the flustered man whipped his head to face his target. Their faces were so close, and he could feel the older man's breath against his lips as he whispered, "Do you have a light?" It felt to Subaru as if he was in a dream as if we wasn't really pulling out a lighter from his pocket and lighting a long stick of Mild Seven. God, he loved that brand, and he knew Seishirou did too. He was rewarded with a slow, seductive smile for his help and when he blinked, the man was gone. By then, the young man had decided it was all his imagination, ignoring the fact that the scent of sakura clung to him for dear life. He turned his eyes toward the Sakurazukamori, noting that he was arguing with his current boyfriend, who is apparently Imonoyama Nokoru. Seishirou had probably gotten bored of him, and found someone else. It made him feel worse. If someone as pretty as Imonoyama Nokoru couldn't keep that man by him, then how could he, Sumeragi Subaru, ever hope to try? Vaguely, he wondered what Sakurazuka Seishirou's new conquest looked like... End of Prologue (I know, it's kinda long, but I'm that kind of writer) C&C, Onegai?</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>