http://clampfix.fanworks.net/tb-fix/fatal2.txt </head><body><pre> An original Tokyo Babylon fanfic The Fatal First Step... "We can't afford to play with fire Or tempt a serpent's bite Nor can we ever think that sin Will bring us delight." -----anon 2nd Path: Sin Step 4: [Sakurazuka Yuki] Ahh... Sakura. You've been around for a long time, ne? Back then, when the [Sakurazukamori] was first introduced to this society, you're here. You've always been here. You've seen the tragedy of different [Sakurazukamori]. None of them died a peaceful death. None, except for _that_ man. He embraced Death like a lover, and waltzed away with it to meet his love. He was the only [Sakurazukamori] who had loved Death more than anything. Because he was lonely. No. The [Sakurazukamori] is never lonely. Maybe he was not lonely. Maybe he just yearned to see his most beloved 'prey' once more. Maybe. I am not him, I won't know. I will never become like him. Kaasan had taught me all she knew, and more. She wanted me to be the best, because she knew she was a failure. She was a loser. She loved a man, but abandoned him. She believed in her own rights, but her belief was wrong. I only believe in 'want'. I'll get what I want, no matter what. When I 'want' something, as badly and urgently as this, I must get it. Even if it mean severing ties. Ties which are never recognised. I see him again. My beautiful 'prey'. Sumeragi Jiro. I only want him, and nobody else. Now, all I can feel is 'want'. I can feel no other emotion, except for amusement. The first time I'm really amused was when Kaasan died. I was so amused by her death. I was so amused that she could be so easily killed by me. "Yuki-cha-" he starts. But he blushes. My most beautiful 'prey'. So innocent, so oblivious, so full of ignorance. So unaware of his fate. "Yuki." he smiles again. "Yes? Jiro-kun," I smile, giving him the warmest one I can muster. "You can call me Yuki-chan." "h-hai..." he blushes again. What a pretty 'prey'. Kaasan, I'm sure you'll love to have him join your company. He's so beautiful, so bright, that it hurts to look at him. He's so pure that I really want to taint him with sins. "Why don't we sit down and talk?" I ask. I already know he will accept the offer before he replies. "Hai." We walk to the nearest bench. It is right under the Sakura. I know it is happy. It can see its new prisoner and it is very glad with my choice. My choice is right. My choice is always right. Unlike Kaasan, I'm competent. I'm definitely better than her, ne, Sakura? He is staring at the ground. Is he embarrassed? Why? I see no reason to get embarrassed. Aaaah, the bliss of the ignorant. I move closer to him. "Jiro-kun, does your Obaasan knows about me?" I give him my best smile. "No." His answer is so firm, I can believe him. "Why didn't you tell her about me?" "If I tell her about you, she'll never let me see you again," he sighs. "I'll really like to be your friend. I know Obaasama has said many times that people from the Sakurazuka family are our enemies. But-but-" "But?" I probe him to answer. "I believe you are not like the others. I believe in you." He has such a determined look on his face when he said that; he's like a little boy refusing to give up a spoilt toy he believes that still can be played with... His belief. Aaah, Jiro-kun. You'll most probably never realise that you'll be the downfall of the Sumeragi Clan. Your innocence shall be the cause of your downfall. Your innocence... and your sins. ------------------------------------------------ Step 5: [Sumeragi Jiro] Yuki. She's so beautiful. So painfully beautiful. I told her the truth why I didn't tell Obaasama about her. I don't want to tell Obaasama about her. She's a secret of mine. Obaasama knew so many things about me. I feel like a piece of paper before her, with all my emotions and feelings written plain on me for her read. I don't like that feeling. The feeling that it is as if she can see through me. "Jiro-kun, what's wrong?" Her sweet voice break me from my reverie. Her beautiful sweet voice. "Aaah, nothing, Yuki-- Yuki-chan." I was so embarrassed just now, and I still am. What will Obaasama say if she finds out about my relationship with her? Obaasama will definitely prevent me from ever meeting her again. The spark of light in my life. I know she marked me. She marked me the moment we met. But I'm glad to let her mark me. I'm glad that somebody actually wants me- a sick person. What am I saying? I don't know. Yuki. The most beautiful snow that has ever fallen on Earth. "Jiro-kun, you know that I'm a Sakurazuka, and you're a Sumeragi, but why did you still venture near me? Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" She smiles, such an enticing smile. She nearly stole my heart with just that smile. "No, because I trust you." I really trust you. Trust so deep. Trust that you'll free me from this hell. But the future is so unknown and unpredictable. I can never be sure who will die eventually. Maybe I'll die, maybe she will. But the fact remains, as much as I love to talk to her, even if I'm not a Sumeragi, and not her enemy, she will still be my enemy. "Jiro-kun? What's wrong? You suddenly seem so distracted." her smile is so beautiful. So beautiful. So beautiful that I want her to smile only for me. But of course, that will never happen. "I-Iie, nothing's wrong. I-I'm just thinking." I try to sound confident, but my confidence failed me. "I really like you, Jiro-kun." "Huh?" I am stunned. What is she saying? Did she just say that she liked me? She encircles me with her arms. Her beautiful, long, pale arms. Her tapered fingers curling around my shoulder. "I really like you, Jiro-kun." She repeats herself. So, there's nothing wrong with my ears. She really likes me. "Yuki-chan? Urm, I..." I'm at a loss of words. What can I tell her? I can't possibly tell her that I _love_ her. Love and like have a different meaning. Her like may not even be what I think it is. "Kiss me." What? She just wanted me to kiss her? Isn't things happening a little too fast? But then, I don't have much time left either. "Yuki-chan, isn't this a bit too fast?" She smiles, like a cat, a slow, full grin. "No," she is still smiling. "I really _like_ you, Jiro-kun." This is insanity. I've only known her for a little over an hour and she says she like me. How can this happen? How can she do this to me? Why must she play with me like this? "Yuki-chan. I don't think this is a very good idea." I must be firm with her. Or else she may think that I'm joking. I can't afford this kind of joke. This kind of insanity. "Kiss me, Jiro-kun," she gives me her seductive smile again. "I'm not joking, please kiss me." This is a mistake. A very bad mistake. She can't love me. I'm a dying man, she mustn't love me. She mustn't love me. ---------------------------------------------- Step 6: [Sakurazuka Yuki] He's so cute when he blushes. I simply want to hold him in my arms forever. I want to tell the whole wide world, 'He's mine.'. Shout to everybody that he's mine. I want him to smile only for me, but he gives his smiles freely. So now, I want him to blush solely for me. Only for me. "What's the matter, Jiro-kun?" I lower my head, as if upset. I know he'll take the bait. "Don't you like me as well?" He flusters to answer me. He must fluster only for me. "N-no, Yuki-chan. I do like you. Please don't mistake that the reason of my reluctance to kiss you is because I don't like you." "Then why didn't you kiss me?" I give him a lost and upset look. He is taken on immediately. He reaches forward, but is unsure of whether he should comfort me, least that I take it as something deeper. How kawaii. "I... can't." I sigh, then turn away from him. I know he hates to upset people. I never put good knowledge to waste. "It's okay." I let a tear slowly roll down my cheek. He slowly turns me around to face him. I can hear a small gasp escape his mouth as he takes in the sight of my tear-stained face. Unconsciously, he reaches over to touch my face, and brushes my tears away. "Gomen..." He reaches over to touch my forehead with his like an understanding older brother. "Gomen..." I turn my face at such an angle, that my lip caught his. At the same time, I slide my fingers into his hair, bringing him closer. "Yu-" Ah, he resists me. You really shouldn't do this, Jiro-kun. His lips are beginning to yield to mine. His soft, moist lips. I really like him. I really like this 'prey'. He pulls away from me, gasping. He's enraged, but still he smiles- apologetically, almost as if he's sorry for me. "Yuki-chan," He takes a deep breath. "Why did you do that?" There's a reason for me to do that, my lovely 'prey'. But I'll never tell you why. "Gomen, I know it's wrong, but I-" Another tear trickles down my cheek, joining the rest on my hand. Tears are priceless, they say. But mine are summoned so easily, they hold no value to me. Absolutely no value. "I'll have to go." He looks back as he rises from his seat. I nod my head. He fails to catch the small smile that escaped my lips. Aaah, Sumeragi Jiro... My most beautiful and beloved 'prey'. Do you know that... you have just committed your first sin? 2nd Path: End Disclaimers: All characters are solely my own creation except the idea of the Sumeragi and Sakurazukamori belong to CLAMP. Included are all CLAMP characters, they all belong to their creators. Acknowledgements: To Hypertia for inspiring this fic in me and to the UAWCML for helping out so much. Jenni</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>