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burningdarkfireTitle: Falling For You - Welcome
Series: TRC
Pairing: KuroFai
Rating: PG
Length: about 1000 words, chapter 9 (9/26)
Series: TRC
Pairing: KuroFai
Rating: PG
Length: about 1000 words, chapter 9 (9/26)
Welcome (8 Years and 10 Months Old; Part II)
May 15, 09: 8 Years and 5 Months Old
May 15, 09: 8 Years and 5 Months Old
Kurogane was rather nervous about Fai attending all of his regular classes as usual (since the day before had been mostly meetings with various teachers throughout the school) after the depressing talk during the night.
His worries were proved ridiculous when he saw how charming Fai was with everyone, receiving welcome back gifts and hugs, and even, from a few bold girls, kisses on the cheek, with grace. He smiled and laughed as if he didn't have a care in the world, and as Kurogane was pushed aside for the umpteenth time, he felt himself getting the slightest bit angry.
He wished that Fai didn't feel as though he had to hide all of his pain behind empty grins and laughs that were a little bit too loud, but at the same time he was just selfish enough to like the fact that he was special, that Fai trusted him more than anyone else. He felt bad for the boy that had been broken down beneath his sorrows, but, partially because he couldn't understand, he felt sort of angry that he had allowed himself to break down.
It wasn't until he was walking home alone after school, wondering grumpily where Fai had run off to, that he noticed while not everyone had fallen for his charm, everyone had fallen for the smile.
"Freak!" A boy yelled. Kurogane heard a thump and a small muffled squeak of pain. He turned and sprinted towards the sound, peering around the corner to a back alleyway that was where the noises had originated.
"You're just a stupid, attention-hogging freak!" Another boy spat at the victim's feet. "I've seen the way you twitch whenever you think no one's looking, and I've seen the scars on your back when you changed during gym – and you still have the nerve to flirt and tease with the girls!"
Kurogane was in the middle of wondering whether to intervene or go for help when the boy's words fully penetrated.
"Freak! Freak!" The chant was taken up by all the bullies, four in total, as they circled around the loner, kicking him.
Kurogane burst into the alleyway, rational thoughts left behind. He knew he couldn't possibly beat all four of them if they came at him at once – he probably couldn't even stop them from bothering Fai as they beat him up, but none of it mattered. "HEY! Leave him alone!"
The leader of the four, Fuuma, started for him. "What are you going to do about it, little boy?"
Kurogane raised his fists, although he had never been in a fight in his life. The roughest thing he had ever done was tackle someone accidently in soccer (which was a sport he was very good at, thanks to his dad). "I'll fight you off!"
"Ooooh, scary," the kids all laughed except for one. The one that had been silent, Seishiro, ran up to the leader and whispered urgently in his ear something that Kurogane couldn't hear.
"… father … owner … studio …" Whatever it was, it allowed Kurogane to get to Fai with only bruised shoulders as Fuuma sniffed and shoved past him, the rest of his gang following.
"Whatever, losers!" He laughed, the harsh sound echoing in the tight alleyway as they left.
Kurogane hurried to Fai. He angrily cursed the boys that had picked on someone that had already been through so much, just because he was different now, and they were jealous that he still had more social skills.
Fai was a bit dirty and would probably have a few nasty bruises that would last him a while, but he seemed okay. Kurogane asked anyway, and received confirmation that nothing was broken or that badly hurt.
"Why didn't you fight back?" Kurogane demanded, a bit frustrated that his friend had accepted his beating so easily.
Fai just shrugged, tired and worn.
"Is it because you don't know how?" Kurogane pressed. "I don't know how either, but I think that I'll learn now. My father's the owner of a really big martial arts studio, you know."
"Yeah, I heard them," Fai mumbled at last. "Lucky they had heard of him."
Kurogane was about to say more when Fai passed out. Kurogane swooped down just in time to save his head from crashing into the cement.
"You're lucky I caught you, you idiot," Kurogane muttered fondly as he carried Fai back home.
Still, he can't shake the image of the twisted smile on the blond's face as he receives blow after blow.
-
"Dad," Kurogane lingered by his father's chair after dinner. "Teach me how to fight."
His father only raised an eyebrow. "Why would you want to learn something like that?"
"I need to become stronger," Kurogane explained patiently.
"What will you use the strength for?" Mr. Suwa was not one to give something easily.
"I need to become stronger," Kurogane repeated, glancing at Fai, who lay on the loveseat, sleeping after his injuries had been treated by Kurogane's mother. "So that I can protect the ones that are important to me."
His father grinned. "Good answer."
-
Now (21 years and 5 months old)
There are so many things, Kurogane runs the hand that is not occupied through his hair in frustration. There are so many things that I never understood about him and so many secrets that he never told me.
Although Fai had never been bothered by bullies again, not to Kurogane's knowledge, anyway, it was hard to shake the feeling that some part of Fai had enjoyed the beating and the insults. Kurogane suspects, now, that Fai might even have started home without Kurogane on purpose, so that he might bump into the gang run by Fuuma, even though he must have known what would happen to him if he did.
Kurogane is convinced that in his memories lies the reason why Fai once again had to be picked up and carried like a child who had sought something dangerous and fallen.
-
A/N - To clarify, before anyone jumps on me about how Fuuma is really such a good guy, the Fuuma here is the one from the Dragons of Earth (in X/1999), whom I find quite intriguing, although unfortunately he barely appears in this fic ^^;
His worries were proved ridiculous when he saw how charming Fai was with everyone, receiving welcome back gifts and hugs, and even, from a few bold girls, kisses on the cheek, with grace. He smiled and laughed as if he didn't have a care in the world, and as Kurogane was pushed aside for the umpteenth time, he felt himself getting the slightest bit angry.
He wished that Fai didn't feel as though he had to hide all of his pain behind empty grins and laughs that were a little bit too loud, but at the same time he was just selfish enough to like the fact that he was special, that Fai trusted him more than anyone else. He felt bad for the boy that had been broken down beneath his sorrows, but, partially because he couldn't understand, he felt sort of angry that he had allowed himself to break down.
It wasn't until he was walking home alone after school, wondering grumpily where Fai had run off to, that he noticed while not everyone had fallen for his charm, everyone had fallen for the smile.
"Freak!" A boy yelled. Kurogane heard a thump and a small muffled squeak of pain. He turned and sprinted towards the sound, peering around the corner to a back alleyway that was where the noises had originated.
"You're just a stupid, attention-hogging freak!" Another boy spat at the victim's feet. "I've seen the way you twitch whenever you think no one's looking, and I've seen the scars on your back when you changed during gym – and you still have the nerve to flirt and tease with the girls!"
Kurogane was in the middle of wondering whether to intervene or go for help when the boy's words fully penetrated.
"Freak! Freak!" The chant was taken up by all the bullies, four in total, as they circled around the loner, kicking him.
Kurogane burst into the alleyway, rational thoughts left behind. He knew he couldn't possibly beat all four of them if they came at him at once – he probably couldn't even stop them from bothering Fai as they beat him up, but none of it mattered. "HEY! Leave him alone!"
The leader of the four, Fuuma, started for him. "What are you going to do about it, little boy?"
Kurogane raised his fists, although he had never been in a fight in his life. The roughest thing he had ever done was tackle someone accidently in soccer (which was a sport he was very good at, thanks to his dad). "I'll fight you off!"
"Ooooh, scary," the kids all laughed except for one. The one that had been silent, Seishiro, ran up to the leader and whispered urgently in his ear something that Kurogane couldn't hear.
"… father … owner … studio …" Whatever it was, it allowed Kurogane to get to Fai with only bruised shoulders as Fuuma sniffed and shoved past him, the rest of his gang following.
"Whatever, losers!" He laughed, the harsh sound echoing in the tight alleyway as they left.
Kurogane hurried to Fai. He angrily cursed the boys that had picked on someone that had already been through so much, just because he was different now, and they were jealous that he still had more social skills.
Fai was a bit dirty and would probably have a few nasty bruises that would last him a while, but he seemed okay. Kurogane asked anyway, and received confirmation that nothing was broken or that badly hurt.
"Why didn't you fight back?" Kurogane demanded, a bit frustrated that his friend had accepted his beating so easily.
Fai just shrugged, tired and worn.
"Is it because you don't know how?" Kurogane pressed. "I don't know how either, but I think that I'll learn now. My father's the owner of a really big martial arts studio, you know."
"Yeah, I heard them," Fai mumbled at last. "Lucky they had heard of him."
Kurogane was about to say more when Fai passed out. Kurogane swooped down just in time to save his head from crashing into the cement.
"You're lucky I caught you, you idiot," Kurogane muttered fondly as he carried Fai back home.
Still, he can't shake the image of the twisted smile on the blond's face as he receives blow after blow.
-
"Dad," Kurogane lingered by his father's chair after dinner. "Teach me how to fight."
His father only raised an eyebrow. "Why would you want to learn something like that?"
"I need to become stronger," Kurogane explained patiently.
"What will you use the strength for?" Mr. Suwa was not one to give something easily.
"I need to become stronger," Kurogane repeated, glancing at Fai, who lay on the loveseat, sleeping after his injuries had been treated by Kurogane's mother. "So that I can protect the ones that are important to me."
His father grinned. "Good answer."
-
Now (21 years and 5 months old)
There are so many things, Kurogane runs the hand that is not occupied through his hair in frustration. There are so many things that I never understood about him and so many secrets that he never told me.
Although Fai had never been bothered by bullies again, not to Kurogane's knowledge, anyway, it was hard to shake the feeling that some part of Fai had enjoyed the beating and the insults. Kurogane suspects, now, that Fai might even have started home without Kurogane on purpose, so that he might bump into the gang run by Fuuma, even though he must have known what would happen to him if he did.
Kurogane is convinced that in his memories lies the reason why Fai once again had to be picked up and carried like a child who had sought something dangerous and fallen.
-
A/N - To clarify, before anyone jumps on me about how Fuuma is really such a good guy, the Fuuma here is the one from the Dragons of Earth (in X/1999), whom I find quite intriguing, although unfortunately he barely appears in this fic ^^;
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