http://clampfix.fanworks.net/ss-fix/halloween.txt </head><body><pre>::blushes:: ummmm.... de-lurking if only to send this through... it is not very good... i really have never written clamp fics...let alone tb/ x1999... so forgive me.... i had to write something in mood for the holiday... something remotely happy after trying to deal with the latest info dealing with x1999.... ahhhhh.... well.... enjoy! Title: Halloween... author: kc-chan Warnings: Ummm. . . Pg-16. shonen-ai. . . sex implications. i don't *think* there is any spoilers in this one... OOC and AU abound.... Disclaimer: don't own them. Pairing: TB/ X1999 Sei-chan and Subaru-kun ^__^ archive: email me first... (not like anyone wants to...^^;;) Halloween… By: kc-chan It was a peaceful day. . . sun was shining, birds chirping, and children picking pumpkins. Families enjoying a day at the pumpkin patch. . . Carmel apples and hayrides. . . Subaru decided to break his own spell of angst to help out his Kamui and cheer him up. . . Which turned into his playing chaperon to the younger half of the Dragons of Heaven as they all went to the pumpkin farm. Seishirou sighed and was on the verge of exploding heads. Children. . . To think the Dragons of Earth were reduced to pumpkin picking to kill time. . . It was enough to make a grown man cry, if he had emotions that is. . .. All he wanted was one day off. . . But noooooo. . . His stupid /Kamui/ demanded that he come along, as if he had nothing better to do with his life that prance about a pumpkin patch. . . . Well, he didn't. . . Which was why he was standing out in the middle of a pumpkin patch playing "daddy" to the Dragons of Earth. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAA!!!" "Well. . . it started out like a promising idea. . ." Subaru muttered, lighting up a clove (they were out of mild sevens at the farmer's market) and was thankful he didn't pick today to stop his habit. He merely stepped a few feet to the right as a half beaten pumpkin whizzed past where he had just been. "ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Actually today might have been a good day to pick up on drinking hard liquor in obscene amounts. . . and turned to the man next to him. "You had to bring him *today*?" He glared at Seishirou with his green eye and scowled. Like he needed this stress of babysitting Kamui and stopping a fight in the middle of a pumpkin patch. . . A *pumpkin patch* for his ancestor's sake!!! The taller man next to him lit his own cigarette and muttered back, "I didn't know you would be here. . . I am *not* a mind reader, Subaru-kun. . .Though it may seem like it sometimes. . ." He knew he should have booked something for today. . . Maybe Fuuma would have fallen for the old `I need to take a shower' excuse. . . nah. . .. Subaru sighed and watched the two Kamuis' go at it. Hundreds of bloody children flying left and right. . . pumpkins and scarecrows smashed up. . . the field was beginning to resemble a battlefield very quickly. And as more and more children few past him he wondered how many calls he would be getting tomorrow about hauntings. . . He sighed and glared at Kamui. Like he really wanted more work. They watched in near companionable silence as a few more innocent children were dismembered and hysterical parents watched in horror. . . "Inevitably. . . we'll be blamed for this. . ." Subaru muttered, remarking upon the carnage. "Well, if I am lucky I won't have to feed the Sakura for a good few days. . ." Seishirou remarked and watched some of the parents fly past him, hurdling into the barn with painful sounding smacks. "Then again. . . possibly months. . ." Subaru sighed, "I didn't really *need* more work. Maybe, if I am lucky the parents will die with their kids and I can clear out the spirits in one large swoop." A hazel eye blinked in slight surprise, "Goodness Subaru-kun. . . getting bitter?" "Don't flatter yourself. You haven't effected me *that* much, Seishirou-san." Subaru replied, not even bothering to glance in the older man's direction. "I was merely suggesting that your tonalities were merely becoming a bit more inclined to sarcasism than I was use to, that's all." Seishirou replied. "Would you want to deal with purifying all those surviving parents' homes?" Subaru bit back. Seishirou sighed and moved slightly closer to the left, which also happened to be closer to Subaru. At Subaru's narrow and dangerous glance he shrugged and they watched a bloody corpse fly past them, relatively in the spot Seishirou had been standing moments ago. . . "No. I wouldn't. Blood is hell to remove from clothes. . ." "Ah. I wouldn't know." Subaru replied. "Really? I swore I have made you bleed at some point. . ." Seishirou replied, looking down at the man next to him. Subaru narrowed his eyes in thought. . . "Hmmmm. . .. Perhaps. Yes. . . no wait. . . my eye was Fuuma. . ." he paused again for a good five minutes. After that long pause he replied to the original question, "You have gotten me to shed blood, but after those fights I barely have any clothes remaining." "True. True. . . We could always fight in the buff." Seishirou's eyes lit up with an evil glint. Subaru's eyes widened a bit and he coughed for a few moments before meekly replying, "No. . .It's quite alright. . . I don't mind." "Pity. . .duck." "Thank you. . . I feel as if I should. . .duck" "You were saying?" "Never mind. . .if they fight like this over who found the larger pumpkin, I don't even *want* to know what the end of the world will be like. . ." Subaru muttered. "No kidding. I could maybe almost see this behavior from your Kamui but from my /Kamui/? Isn't Fuuma nineteen?" Seishirou muttered and smashed the last of the cigarette under his shoe. He gave a slight shrug. "I guess. . .maybe I should have tried to cheer him up another way. . ." Subaru muttered eyeing the bloody battlefield with disgust. Seishirou smirked in a leering way, "Like the way I would `cheer' you up, Subaru-kun?" The said man blanched and blushed and after a few vein attempts finally mumbled out, "NO!" "They did invariably cheer you up, Subaru-kun." Seishirou smirked. Subaru's face beamed like a red beckon. Seishirou wrapped an arm around that thin waist. "Did I ever mention how cute you look when you blush, Subaru-kun?" "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAA!!!" Subaru was pulled out of his blushing by the pubescent scream from Kamui. "Thank the gods I was never this loud." Catching the look on Seishirou's face he quickly added, "And get your thoughts out of the gutter Seishirou-san." The older man smiled and chuckled. "Are you starting to read my thoughts, Subaru-kun?" "I don't want to begin to know what you are thinking." "Pity. . . ever do it in a pumpkin field?" Subaru fell forward in a full-fledged face fault complete with body blush and twitch. After recovering, he glared over at Seishirou and replied, "Are you kidding!??!" Seishirou just shrugged. "Just wondering. . . wasn't sure what you and your Kamui were up to. . ." "Not what you're implying." Subaru remarked and lit up another clove. "Cloves?" Seishirou asked. "They didn't carry anything else at the farmer's market. And I already smoked a pack just getting up here. Someone else is driving them home." Subaru replied. "That annoying?" the older man asked. "Let's just say I don't want to tempt myself with something I could get away with. . ." "They were *that* annoying? Nearly driving *you* to homicide. . .? That is amazing. . ." Seishirou remarked, quite amazed anyone could drill on the onmyouji's nerves other than himself. . . Subaru took a long drag and then replied, "They sang the entire trip here." "Ah. Then I applaud you for such control. . . Should I knock out one of the Dragons of Earth so you could join our ranks?" "Tempting. . . but no. Thank you, Seishirou-san." Subaru replied. They ducked as the next batch of dead bodies flew past them. The onmyouji sighed. . . "I hate this holiday. . ." Seishirou smirked. "Think this is bad. . . wait till Christmas shopping rolls around." He chuckled and looked over to see Subaru in a state of sheer terror-like shock. He waved a hand in front of the boy's eyes. . . nothing. "Subaru-kun?" No reply. So he bent over and pressed his lips against the onmyouji's. That did it. "Sei. . .Seishirou-san!!!" accompanied by another large blush. "ARGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Again with more explosions. "How long do you think they'll be at this?" Subaru asked, regarding the taller man next to him. "How many pumpkin patches are there in the area?" came the reply. "What are you doing this afternoon?" Subaru asked watching the two Kamuis' still going at it with the other's beginning to join in. . . "Don't you think we should start getting involved. . . everyone else seems to be. . . " Seishirou remarked. "I can think of better things to do." The Sakurazukamori lifted an eyebrow in surprise. "Are you implying- ?" Looking over his companion's face, he smiled even wider. . . "I see. Interesting battle strategy Subaru-kun." "Yes or no?" Subaru replied, the tiniest spark of lust apparent in his eye. He had one hell of a day and all he wanted now was a release and if it was going to be the Sakurazukamori. . . then it would be the Sakurazukamori. Seishirou smiled and took the boy's arm. "Let's have some lunch first and then move on, yes?" Subaru smiled, "Sure. Why not?" Meanwhile, Hokuto smiled from a near by tree. "Damn it! If I knew that all it would take to get them together was a trip to the pumpkin patch, they would have been together earlier!!" She sighed and finally noticed all the carnage around her. . . then the two causing it. "Hmmm. . ." Her eyes narrowed in thought. . .. "Those two remind me a lot of another pair. . ." "FUUUUUUMMMMMMAAAAAAA!!!!" a smaller of the two shouted. "You really are too cute, Kamui-kun!" the taller one replied. Hokuto grinned from ear to ear. Well. . . it looked like she found another hobby. . .She absolutely loved the holiday season!! -Owari. carrin the banner! kc-chan Galleria: http://www.fortunecity.com/athena/pankhurst/1120/index.html member of IMC ; Wufei fan Club; and the Xel/Zel shonen-ai Club... "I've been talking to dead rabbits and feeding bloody walls. I've dong horrifying things with salad tongs. It's really eaten into my social life." -Jhonen Vasquez</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>