http://clampfix.fanworks.net/x-fix/glay2.txt </head><body><pre>Here.....it's long....really long...I just decided to post it all and get it over with. Aoki stared at Kamui like he was an idiot. But it was only a few seconds before he had a new problem. Karen stealthily snuck up behind Aoki as the song "Glorious" began. She was very quiet in her actions. She hadn't had as much alchohol as Kamui, but enough to tease the innocent, easily-flustered Aoki-san. Karen sexily, and fascinatingly gently, placed an arm over Aoki's shoulder, and increased it into the well-known spoon position. Aoki blinked in horror. He looked behind him to see who was doing this, and, ready to shove them off, stopped once he realized it was Karen. He wanted to do something, but he just couldn't. But he's married! He needed to do something! "Hello, Aoki-san..." Karen whispered in a lustful tone into his beet red ear. "Um..Hi, Karen-san..." Aoki stood straight up in a tight manner, arms stiffly to his sides, trying desperately to act like he was preoccupied with the concert. Karen giggled lightly. "What's wrong? Would you like some beer?" she asked as she showed Aoki her empty cup. <So, Karen-san has been drinking...Oh, no...> He thought, more worried than ever before. Karen finally began to notice that Aoki definetely not going to loosen up, so she gathered a little extra dignity and proceeded more. She ran the nail of her index finger across his cheek gently, and on down to his neck. Aoki was definetely getting shocked, but he just couldn't do anything. Karen was absolutely surprised that he was allowing this, but didn't show it. His allowment internally encouraged her to go further, just to experiment. She ran her fingers slowly down the young man's neck, trickling her fingers across his Adam's apple. The soap girl looked at Aoki's neck and admired it as she coarsed it thoroughly. Soon she made her way to the tip top of his shirt, but she knew when she went too far. She almost went on to unbutton his shirt, and how she wanted to. She figured she could probably get away with it, but she respected Aoki, and decided only to continue spooning him and play with his collar. For some wierd reason, Aoki was actually starting to feel relaxed. * * * "Good Lord," Seishirou muttered, putting his cigarette out on the floor of the concert area. "She never knows when to quit, does she?" Seishirou stared at Aoki and Karen, somewhat sickened. After not receiving an answer from Fuuma, he placed his gaze back at him. Fuuma looked at Seishirou. "Do what? I couldn't hear you over the music." "Oh, nothing..." Seishirou shrugged and watched the concert once more. The two rather looked like scouts at a football game instead of fans at a j-rock concert. Eventually, the song was over, and a wake-up call occured. A heavy-metal filled song started as Teru sexily took the microphone stand into him. He began to sing "Temptation", or "Yuuwaku" as most fans would know. ((Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! God, I wanna go to a Glay concert! Kakyou: o.O)) "So, when's this thing over?!" Seishirou questioned loudly enough to make sure it registered. He really didn't want to be here, but when Fuuma mentioned Subaru's presence of it, the Sakurazukamori re- thought his decisions quite quickly. "Oh, probably only four or five more songs!" Fuuma answered just as loud. "Oh, I see..." Seishirou retorted, but Fuuma didn't hear him. He actually said it quietly, but he hadn't realised, because he was evaluating a plan that just turned on a lightbulb in his brain. Seishirou shouted for the beer boy. * * * After a fabulous performance of "Temptation", Teru announced that the show would be winding down soon, as they only had a few more songs to go, disappointing a great set of fans. "NO! You can't!" Kamui objected angrily, staggering a bit. "I LOVE YOU!!!!" he added, and as he extended his arms for the stage, thinking the band was merely a few feet away, he fell over gallantly, trying to hug them. It was a rather loud thud, causing a few men in front of him to turn around and inspect the incident. A few men who happened to be acquaintances of Kamui. "Kamui-kun!" Nokoru exclaimed and began helping him up. "I didn't know you were coming to this concert!" Akira and Suoh assisted Nokoru as Glay began to play "Tomadoi". Akira slapped Kamui's cheeks lightly to sober him up a bit, fat lot of good that did. And Suoh feverently dusted his chest off. Kamui looked at them, very drunken. "And..." Kamui slurred. "Just whooo are yoo?" he asked, running a finger sensually down the chest of Nokoru. The Kaichou panicked and patted Kamui's hand away as quickly as possible. Suoh snickered. "Shirou-kun, did you come with anybody?" Nokoru asked, trying to leave the last incident as quickly as possible. Kamui hiccupped. "Not yet," he replied, grinning. Akira and Suoh buried their faces into their hands as Nokoru muttered in disappointment. "Hmm," Nokoru moaned as he searched the nearby areas, surely Kamui had came to the concert with /somebody/. And to his annoyance, he groaned as he noticed the reason Kamui was being allowed to get so drunk... He noticed Karen and, now, Aoki, drinking beers together in front of him. To his left, Seishirou was getting Fuuma started on a few brews. And off to the left of Seishriou and Fuuma, Subaru was sitting in the floor, as best as he could with this crowd, reading a book, with several empty beer cups around him. "Dear God..." Nokoru sighed, and escorted Kamui to Aoki and Karen. "Excuse me, you seem to have lost your child...we found him crying near the cotton candy stand." The Kaichou muttered plainly, but loud enough to get Karen and Aoki's attention. "Oh, Kamui-kun!" Aoki freaked and cradled Kamui from Nokoru. "We suggest you get him back to wherever you're staying." Nokoru heaved angrily, quite surprised that Aoki could be so careless and irresponsible. Aoki turned to Karen. "Right, Karen, can you hand me the keys?" he asked as Karen handed him the key card to their hotel room. Aoki had started off with Kamui, but Suoh reached for the hand that held the key card, and inspected it suspiciously. "Hmm, hey Kaichou," he started. "They're staying at the Four Seasons also..." "Really?" Suoh nodded. "Well, then, why don't we have a post-concert party afterward!" Akira offered. "I can make a few snacks or something!" Karen nodded and smiled, a little more coaxed than earlier. "That would be great, we'll inform the others!" By now, "Tomadoi" was over with, and Glay began to perform "Winter, Again", much to the fans liking, the crowd uproared brilliantly in appreciation of the selection. Aoki stood with Kamui draped over him, waiting for nothing inparticular. Nokoru raised his brows. "Yes?" "Do you want me to take him now?" Aoki asked. Nokoru rubbed his chin in thought. "No, there's only a few songs left, I'm sure he can survive if he doesn't get ahold of anymore /alchohol/." He glared at Suoh as he stressed the last word, apparently Suoh was also getting started on a few drinks himself. Suoh downed the cup and threw the empty remains behind him. He returned the glare to Nokoru, except with a bit more blankness. "What?" Nokoru muttered a bit and watched the concert. * * * "WOW!" Fuuma declared, looking at the bottom of his empty beer cup. "This is great stuff, Sei-chan! Got'nemore?!" Seishirou burped. "Why, sure, Fuuma-san! Here..." Seishirou staggeringly handed Fuuma the rest of his beer. "Take..this wun!" Fuuma obliged happily and finished Seishirou's beer. Subaru was having no fun at all. He had already had fifteen cups of beer, and was only buzzed. And what was worse, he had seen Kamui assoiciating with the CLAMP Campus trio, wondering where the hell they had came from. And now, Seishirou was taking advantage of the drunken Fuuma, when Subaru knew damn good and well it was he who Seishirou was supposed to be taking advantage of. No fun at all... At least until he caught a drift of a drunk holdering over him. The air surrounding him reeked with flat beer. The Sakurazukamori grinned and put his glasses on, or at least tried to. He poked himself in his good eye twice before correctly putting them on. "Hello, Subaru-kun..." Subaru stood and looked deep into Seishriou's glasses. "Hi.." he replied gently. The crowd roared, making Subaru's last remark barely audible, but they were screaming for a good reason. Glay was performing "Beloved". A fairly peaceful song, the crowed eased down and relaxed a bit. As the opening acoustic bit was done, Seishirou had a stern look on his face as he took a surprised Subaru into his arms. "Sei-chan...what are you--" Subaru breathed in, trying to act like he didn't want this to be happening. "Shh, Subaru-kun, enjoy the moment." Seishirou smiled and sexily swayed Subaru to the beat of the song. "Tell me, Subaru-kun," he began, running his long, slender fingers lightly through the younger man's fine black hair. "Have you had any beer yet?" Subaru knew where this was headed. "Yes, actually." "How much?" "About sixteen?" he said in an unsure manner, he didn't exactly know. "And how do you feel..." Seishirou huskily whispered into Subaru's ear as he pulled him closer. Subaru began to melt, finally allowing the alchohol to affect his mind. He huddled within Seishirou and whispered. Subaru closed his eyes slowly. "Great..." The Sakurazukamori smirked. * * * Fuuma somehow made his way over to Kamui and the others. "Hey yoo guyses..." Fuuma greeted with a drunken salute. Nokoru rolled his eyes and got back to the concert. "Fuuma-chan!!!!" Kamui had suddenly awakened from his sub-conscious world. He ran up to Fuuma and hugged him tightly. "Where have yoo been alla my life?" Fuuma smiled. "I'm not sure...but..." He hiccupped. "I think it was the kitchen." "Well goodie!" Kamui smiled and looked at Fuuma, his smile turned into a lust-craved gaze as he inspected his friend up and down. "Hey," Kamui said with a hiccup. "Get outta those clothes and into my dreams, babeh..." "That'll be enough of that." Nokoru stated as he restrained Kamui. Kamui didn't really make any effort to escape, but it was funny how he flew away from Fuuma with that hazed, lightly smiling look on his face. "You," Nokoru began, motioning to Fuuma. "Go over there." He pointed to a dancing Subaru and Seishirou. Nokoru blinked as Fuuma shrugged and walked off towards them. "No!" Fuuma stopped and turned around. "Um...stay here!" Nokoru pleaded as he scooted Kamui as far away from Fuuma as possible. Him being near Subaru and Seishirou wouldn't be much better. "Okie-dokie, make up yer mind, fella..." and Fuuma stood next to Nokoru and watched the concert like an obedient child. And at last, the concert was over, the crowd applauded and chanted. "MOTTO! MOTTO!" the crowd clapped and chanted, they wanted more. "MOTTO! MOTTO!" Teru happily obliged and motioned for an encore. The lights on the stage dimmed and faded into a deep blue as Teru began to sing softly, without any music. There was an outstanding echo as he began to sing, the crowd was very quiet. "Yume...dake wo...kokoro ni..." he sang softly as the crowd went crazy. He still went on with the lyrics. Suabru and Seishirou continued dancing. The others applauded and clapped with the beat, watching the last song, how many times do you get to go to a Glay concert? (Kakyou: Alot?) It was an outstanding show, and now everyone was having some kind of fun. Kamui was too preoocupied playing airplanes with his empty beer cups, but fun is fun! The drums stopped playing, as Teru sang solo once more. "Hrmm..." Suoh finished his fourth cup of beer, trashing it aside carelessly. After scratching the back of his blue head, he switched his gaze from the concert to an obedient, naive Akira. Suoh grinned. Soon, the crowd was clapping along, -and- singing along. "Mouuu todokanai omoi wo...yume ni nurashite..." "Akira-san..." Suoh began, tapping the other's shoulder lightly. Akira did not reply, probably because Teru was singing so damn loud. "Whoa, I need your light, whooaaaa!! Whoooaaa!! Whoaaa..." "Furisosogu ame ne..." he sang gently. Noticing the tranquility of the song at the present time, Suoh tried again. "Akira-sa--" "KONO MI WO MAKASETEMO!" Teru interrupted an annoyed Suoh. The desperate Gakuen attendant jumped in shock as Teru screeched the last line. The crowd cheered him on as he eased back on the decibels. Between blinks, attempts, and sighs of anger, Suoh managed to scream for Akira's attention. "Akira-san!" And by now, the crowd had flushed him out, as you heard them all sing, "Can't you tell me now! Namida wo tomete imaa....Katatte yo...Kazari tsuzuketa...kodoku no kanashimi wo..." Suoh flailed his arms around with sheer stupidity, forgetting even why he wanted the younger's attention. And, acting as if he was directing airplanes on the tarmac of an airport, his voice willowed like an annoying intercom at the grocery store. "Akira Ijyuin! Hellooooooo!" And, interrupting Suoh again, Teru beat the crowd in the last line... "WHOA, I NEED YOUR LIGHT!! WHOOAAA, WHOOAAA!!" And as he sang one more whoa, he extended it for as long as possible, and all that was left of the concert, was some synthesized orchestrating, and a lovely piano melody. (Lotta whoas there....) The lights dimmed, and before the piano finished, Teru whispered "Arigatou..." into the microphone, and the band exited the stage. "Yeah, thank you..." Suoh muttered under his breath, thankful for the lax in the loudness. Akira innocently turned to Suoh and looked upon him with the face of a worried family member. "Did you say something, Suoh-senpai?" Suoh fell over. Everyone applauded feverently, but they were a bit disappointed that they didn't get to see the band wave goodbye. They needn't worry... The stage lights turned off, and the actual stadium fluorescent lights flickered on, as Takuro, Hisashi, Jiro, Teru, and the extra members stood upon the stage. It was the loudest acclamation ever heard in a stadium. They waved at the crowd, gestured a bit, and finally exited. * * * Aoki stretched. "Well, we might wanna go ahead and get out of here, beat the crowd, you know?" Akira nodded. "Good idea, wow, what a great concert!" Karen smirked and reached behind Aoki again. "That quick to get back to the hotel, huh?" she whispered. Aoki turned three shades of red and gently removed Karen's arms from himself. "No, I just don't want to wait forever..." he replied, disappointing her. "Well, let's go if we're going..." Nokoru stated. "Where is Subaru and Seishirou?" "Um, Kaichou..." Suoh nudged Nokoru in the side a bit and subtlely pointed to Subaru and Seishirou, who were having no problem with a public display of affection. They were kissing... Feverently... ......As they began to strip each other. It took Nokoru a few seconds to realize what was going on. "Ohhh....OH!" Nokoru ran over to the two and pushed them toward the way of the others. "Hey, what do you think you're--" Subaru began, angry from the interruption. "Now, there's a time and a place for everything, Subaru-kun, and that time is about fifteen minutes from now, and that place is your hotel room!" Nokoru explained through clenched teeth as he pushed them along through the crowd with the others. * * * It had taken them all a little longer than expected to reach the hotel, most of the crowd had lingered in the main hall to try and catch a glimpse of the band members, and a few of the group's drunkeness didn't help in the cooperation factor. But they finally made it, and to everyone's delight, the trio's room was only a few door's down from the others, so, incase they all decided to get thrashed, they would have no trouble in making it to their rooms. Fuuma had a chance to down a couple of more beers before making it to the hotel, and he had somehow gotten Kamui to drink a few more also. Kamui could definetely hold alot of alchohol without yacking, he must have had a really strong stomach. As Fuuma fumbled through his pockets to get the key card, Kamui eagerly standing next to him, he slapped his forehead. "Gosh...dern it!" Fuuma complained. Kamui blinked and took a gulp of his beer. "Whut is it, Foooma-san?" "Seishirooo has got..." Fuuma raised his index finger profoundly, "the key card." Kamui platted his palms on his cheeks in shock, also causing him to drop his beer onto the nice carpet. "Oh, noooooo!! What will we ever do, Fooooma-oh?" Fuuma raised an eyebrow. " 'Oh', Kamui?" Kamui, like a confused child, nodded. Fuuma decked him to the floor and began kissing the violet eyed boy passionately. * * * "Hurry up, for Christ's sake!" Subaru demanded. Seishirou stared at him blankly. "It's your room, Subaru-kun..." Subaru blinked a bit at his own stupidity. "Oh...Right..." The onmyouji shook his head and took out his key card. Just as he was opening the door, the trio along with Karen and Aoki walked by. "Are we still going to have that post-concert party?" Akira asked, worried. "Um.." Subaru looked up at Seishirou, asking him with his eyes. They looked at the others and replied in unison, "Give a us a few minutes." They rushed into Kamui and Subaru's room, you could hear the clicking of the door being locked, followed by a few shouts. The others shrugged and headed to the trio's room. "Wait," Aoki started as he stopped his walk. "Where is Fuuma and Kamui?" "I...." Suoh began, but could not finish due to the site a few feet away. "AH!!" Akira yelped like a girl and jumped in Nokoru's arms. "Eh?!" Nokoru blinked in amazement as he held Akira. "KAWAII!" Karen screamed as she looked down at the kissing Kamui and Fuuma. Her loudness causing a few occupants of the hotel to peer out of their doors to see what caused the disturbance of their sleep. "Oh, damn, and I'm all out of film..." she whimpered as Suoh stood next to her, grinning, holding a disposable camera in his hand. "I'm not..." he stated, a mischievous grin dancing about his lips. "You're too kind, Takamura-san..." she thanked him as she took the camera and flashed away. Fuuma and Kamui looked up, their undialating pupils wearily staring at the blinking light. Karen sighed angrily and dropped the camera to her side. "Well don't stop now!" she exclaimed. "No," Aoki negated as he placed a hand on Karen's shoulder, much to her delight. "They need to get a room..." "Can you say 'cliche'?" Nokoru muttered under his breath as he put Akira back down and helped Fuuma and Kamui into their room. "When you're finished, come to room 163." He demanded plainly and shut the door in their face. "Kaichou, you ruined Karen-san's fun." Akira announced. Suoh rolled his eyes and whispered ever so quietly to himself. "That's because he's P.M.S'ing..." Nokoru, not noticing Suoh's remark, but noticing Karen's disappointed expression, as he would for any woman, he went to her side. "It's okay, I'm sure they'll have much more to show you once they get down to our room." He assured her, smiling elegantly. Karen finally smiled and nodded. * * * "Allllrighty then! Drink up, Nokoru!" Aoki announced in an annoyingly loud tone. "Yep, quarter and all, Kaichou!" Akira added, seeming to be the only one not entirely drunk. Nokoru held the shotglass of vodka in his hand, and inspected it as best as he could, trying to see the glimmer of the quarter through his drunken eyes. And it was bottoms up, Nokoru poured it all in, and spit the quarter onto the table after finishing. He received a bit of applause also. Aoki was having no objections to Karen hanging all over him now. He had never gotten so drunk before in his life. His shirt was unbuttoned, and you could see the undershirt tanktop gripping his lean body nicely. Of course, Karen was gripping his lean body nicely also. "Who's...turn..." Suoh swayed in three directions as he asked, barely understandable. "Why, Suoh! I believe it's your turn!" Akira lied, he was having a great deal of fun, being the only sober one in the group, he was taking advantage of them all. "Oh, gooodie!" Suoh exclaimed and reached for the bottle of vodka. "No, no, no, no, noooo, Suoh!" Nokoru yelped as he grabbed Suoh's arm desperately. "This is our last bottle! You hafta...pour it...in tha' glass!" <Last bottle indeed...> Akira thought as he looked at the gigantic pile of vodka bottles in the corner. It was only 4:30 in the morning, and they actually had about five more bottles left. Not to mention some beer. "Wellll.....fine!" and with a great exit, Suoh hit his head on the table in one movement, snoring following afterwards. Akira promptly set Suoh on a bed, and nestled a bottle of aspirin in his palm. "You'll need it..." he said quietly, smiling down on the sleeping blue haired lad. Nokoru was defenitely going to be the next to go, but it would still be a while. "Hey, hey hey!" Nokoru stood and took the vodka bottle in his hand. "I got's an idear!" "What?" they replied. "Welllll......" Nokoru swung the bottle around, vodka splashing a bit here and there. "Less' jus' geh'drunk!" The rest cheered in approvement. After a while of inaudible chattering, Kamui and Fuuma walked in the door. No one even bothered asking how they got in without a key. Someone must have left it outside the door. "Hey, lookie-loo! It's Fuuma-san and Kamui-kun!" Nokoru announced, swinging his precious vodka bottle with pride. "Indeed!" Kamui hiccuped, a pina colada in his hand. "It is!" Kamui went on to talk, but Fuuma pushed him into the bathroom and locked the door behind them. Incoherent pleas and giggled could be heard. Soon, there was a knock on the door. Akira, seeming to be the only one noticing it, as Aoki and Nokoru got into it about Daisuke, got up and answered. It was Subaru. Without Seishirou. "Hello, Subaru-san!" he greeted with a light smile. "Where is Seishirou?" Subaru flinched, apparently sober. "He's...contaminated..." "Oh?" Subaru nodded. "Yes, he passed out after..." Suabru shook his head and walked into the room. "AHH!! Fuuma!!" Kamui yiped and giggled as a crash thundered from the bathroom, causing Subaru to jump to his right, away from the source. "What's going on in there?" Subaru asked, only shaking his head afterward. "Nevermind..." "Please, have a seat Subaru-san." Akira offered, extending his arm to a seat at the table with the others, Subaru accepted. "He's a good kid, Nokoru....leave 'im alone..." Aoki pointed an accusing finger at Nokoru, only making the Kaichou throw his arms up in the air and go to a bed. Nokoru looked at the bed to his left and the bed to his right, the one with Suoh. "Hrm..." Nokoru began to sway. "Weel...." Nokoru stated. "G'nite all..." Thuds were becoming popular tonite. Akira sighed as he picked Nokoru up from the floor and placed him on the bed opposite of Suoh's. Subaru raised his brows. "Where will you sleep, Akira-san?" Akira only shrugged. "I'm not too tired, I may just stay up the rest of the nite and go to sleep once they've all waken up." Subaru nodded as he looked at Karen and Aoki. "Um..." Subaru was wondering if what he seen should have been going on, at least with a married man. "A married man should only do that to his -wife.-" Subaru muttered as he took Akira's arm. "Wh-where are we going?" Akira asked innocently as Subaru dragged him past the people who would soon regret what they were on their way to. "The bar," Subaru stated as he literally drug Akira out of the room. But Akira finally went with Subaru on his own will upon hearing their destination. "Isn't it closed?" Subaru nodded. Akira, in a great surprise to Subaru, grinned. * * * The sunlight beautifully streamed into the trio's room as the sun rose, Suoh lay quietly on his bed, cuddling with a pillow, and his thumb in his mouth. Nokoru was sprawled all over his bed, muttering something about Suoh and whipped cream. Fuuma was asleep in the bathroom tub, a rubber ducky placed on his head, and Kamui was cuddled under the dresser/table that had the tv on it. Karen and Aoki sat at a table, casually talking and drinking coffee. "So, where are you going once we get back to Tokyo?" Karen asked quietly. Aoki shrugged. "Not quite sure, I may have to go back to work, but from what I gather, a bad tremor occured yesterday and leveled the building." Karen nodded as she began to giggle. "We really freaked them out, didn't we, Aoki-san?" Aoki laughed also. "Yes, did you see the look on Subaru-san's face?" Karen had burst into laughter, finally quietening down as to not wake the others. "Yes, you can fake a drunk really well, Aoki-san!" "Why, thank you, you can too..." he smiled. "But, speaking of which, where are they?" No sooner as he asked had Subaru, Akira, and Seishirou walked into the room, shopping bags in Akira's arms. Subaru walked in, expecting them to be asleep, but he noticed Karen and Aoki and abruptly spun around, heading for the door. Seishirou stopped him. "Oh, now..." Seishirou said. "It's alright, Subaru-kun..." Karen raised an eyebrow. "My goodness, Subaru, if we'd have known you would have gotten /this/ out of shape, we wouldn't have done it at all!" The two began to laugh, as Subaru's jaw slowly opened. "It...it was a....a joke?!" Subaru asked angrily. Karen finally caught her breath and nodded. "Why...my God!" Subaru pouted angrily and picked up Kamui. Kamui awakened slowly and started mumbling. "Nrggle...mine too..." Suoh replied in his sleep to Subaru's last statement. "Eat it at the Y, Suoh!" Subaru snapped, shocking everyone. Including Akira, why would Subaru verbally attack someone who was sleeping? "C'mon, Kamui!" Subaru yanked him out of the room and they walked off to their own. Seishirou laughed lightly. "I haven't seen him that angry in years...Good one..." Akira chuckled. "Well, at least we got to go looking around the stores for a while, I enjoy how they open early nowadays..." "Well," Seishirou stretched and yawned. "I believe I'm going to take Fuuma-san to the room, rest a while, and head to the airport. It's been a great night...I'm sure especially for Subaru-kun..." he grinned and waved, awaking Fuuma and walking him back to their room. "I wonder..." Akira questioned with big eyes as he began to nibble on a gigantic chocolate chip cookie. "Yes, we might get going as well." Aoki stood as Karen did also. Akira nodded. "Well, we'll see you guys in a few days I'm sure..." Aoki nodded and smiled. "You take care of those two, okay?" They said their goodbyes and parted for their rooms. Akira stood in the trashed hotel room, looking at Suoh and Nokoru. "What a night..." he mumbled as he sat at the table and watched the sunrise. "Won't get to have much more nights like this..." ------ Okay, what a dumb way to end the fic, but it was getting boring, and it started to lose it's touch near the end. What did Subaru do to Seishirou? What did Akira and Subaru do at the bar? How did Seishirou end up with Akira and Subaru in the end? Use your imagination, folks, I'm getting a block..... I need email! I don't care, as long as it's about X! Drop me a line, folks! Yuzuriha@Japan.com</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>