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[[Non-descript point in the timeline. UH. WE CAN DECIDE LATER. Anyway. Welcome to CLAMP, Yuki~<3]]

Sometimes, Kamui just didn't feel like school -didn't see the point of going at all. After all, he was beyond the age of required schooling, and with everything else going on, sometimes it was just like... really? Really? The world was ending, he was failing in his duties, and instead of focusing purely on that, he was stuck in homeroom, musing on how he'd "conveniently forgotten" his math homework. Sometimes that just seemed a little stupid and pointless.

Sure, yeah, he got the whole "social interaction" thing (which -Keiichi aside- he more or less avoided regardless), and he even fully understood that he needed some sense of normality. But... still...

He sighed and pressed his forehead to his desk as the teacher entered the classroom, wondering how much trouble he would get into if he just slept away his classes for the day. The urge was quite tempting. Maybe he could even get off the hook by blaming it on his still-healing wounds and the residual effects of pain killers. Maybe?

Suddenly, however, all thoughts of sleep flew away as he snapped to attention, only vaguely hearing the teacher say something about a new transfer student. The oddness of it was what caught his classmates' interests -since the last kekkai fell, people had been transferring out of Tokyo and not in- but what caught Kamui's was the strange power he could feel in the boy. Sure, CLAMP School was no stranger to people with powers, but... this felt unique. Interesting.

Quiet, Kamui tilted his head slightly and watched the new student, eying him with poorly hidden curiosity.

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Yuki set his own bento down before moving to take Kamui's hand gently. He was ready but wasn't ready for what he was about to see and suddenly the tree they were under took on a whole new meaning. Flashes of Kamui's past flew through both their minds as well as the emotions that went with it.

It left Yuki shaking as he released Kamui's hand and leaned against the tree.

"I..I'm sorry...."

Kamui was shaking as well, eyes tightly shut as he tried to calm himself. It wasn't as if those images were anything new, however: he saw them almost every night. Over and over, his subconscious tortured him with them.

"No, I..." He looked to the other, and it all made sense to him. "Are you alright?" Based on Yuki's reaction, he assumed well enough that he had also seen everything. The ability to look into memories... that was different.

"I'm okay...I just wasn't....you shouldn't have to have the life you have. It's not fair."

Everyone he'd come in contact too had had a bad past but Kamui's definitely beat out those.

"Are..you hurt anywhere right now?"

After seeing the images he knew that Kamui probably had at least a few wounds he could help with.

"I..." He wasn't sure what to say, really. To have someone suddenly know him was pretty new, as most of the people around him had been with him during everything. At least, all the recent pain. Not to mention that he couldn't help but be worried, as bad things tended to happen to those who became involved. Even knowing was a risk.

The question at least distracted him from his mixed feelings on Yuki knowing everything, and he held out his bandaged arm. Obviously, yes. Still injured in lots of places. He had become rather used to being bandaged.

Yuki took a breath before taking Kamui's arm and slowly let his power flow his hand glowing. Soon Kamui's arm started to heal along with any other injuries he had. Yuki still wasn't that used to the healing power or the pain that came with it and did his best to hide any show of pain.

That was...

Kamui felt Yuki's power flow through him, healing, the sensation new and kind of strange. If only... if only he had powers so useful, then maybe... he couldn't have been more help to others...?

After the healing was done, Kamui looked to his arm curiously and then looked to Yuki worriedly. "Th-Thank you, but... does... I mean, doesn't that kind of thing tire you out?" Because most powers that could do such amazing things had backlashes or were draining and the like.

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Yuki didn't answer right away as he held his arm in the same place that Kamui had been hurt.

"It's only temporary."

Kamui's eyes narrowed. "What is?" Tiredness? Whatever it was, he wasn't pleased at the idea of Yuki harming himself in any way for his own good. Enough people had been harmed because of him -he didn't need another.

"It's nothing, see I'm okay now."

he smiled as he moved to get his bento back though it was a bit slower.

"It's not okay, Giou-kun," Kamui snapped, noticing the change in the other immediately. "Whatever you did, it harmed you. Enough... enough people have been harmed because of me. Please don't..."

He sighed, ignoring his own food for now. "This will not be the last time I'm injured, I'm sure. Please don't harm yourself for me again, okay?"

"It's okay really. I'm just glad I can help in some way. It's all I can really do."

After all the Zweilts all risked their lives for him so he can at least help them by healing them and Kamui was nice so he can help him.

"I don't want to see you or anyone else hurt anymore...I've seen enough..."

"I have, too..." Skinny little Kamui didn't feel like eating anymore, so he leaned back against the tree, looking up into the branches.

"Life can never be easy, right?" His voice was soft, distant, as he watched the leaves flutter in a light breeze.

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Yuki watched him before leaning against the tree and smiled a bit.

"This spot really is special to you. Anything that reminds you of the good times you spent with a loved one is something to cheshire."

"It... it reminds me of both good and bad." He shifted, touched the tree gently, running fingers along a twisted root. "But Kotori-chan liked nature, and this way she can always be around the birds she loved so much..."

Sad now. So very sad. He missed her terribly, missed her brother just as much. If he could just get Fuuma back, things... things would be okay.

Yuki moved closer to Kamui before putting a gentle hand over his. He was prepare this time for the images but didn't let go.

"If you only dwell on the bad things it takes the joy out of the memories of the good times you spent with them. She wouldn't want you to dwell on those. I know she'd want you to be happy."

Considering the shock of a moment ago, Kamui was surprised at the hand touching his, blinking down at it with a slight blush. Kind... Yuki was so very kind.

"I... I know." Shyly, hoping the other wouldn't notice as much, he turned his hand over in Yuki's to hold it lightly. "And I know... I shouldn't dwell because I need to keep moving forward. Just sometimes, I get a little... unsure, I guess?" That he was doing the right thing, making the right choices.

Yuki didn't mind at all and just smiled.

"It's something we all struggle with right?"

After all he didn't know of anyone who didn't. He also hadn't figured out that his best friend, the friend that was like an older brother to him was his mortal enemy.

"I guess so?" Another uncomfortable shift, head tapping back against the trunk, and yet he didn't try to pull away. Yuki's hand was warm and soft... almost comforting, in a way. As strange as that was. "It just gets awkward knowing that my uncertainty could, um... kill all of humanity?"

Saying that to a classmate was the strangest thing ever. Still not sure how to feel over Yuki knowing that much. Too much.

Yuki was a bit shocked at that but not as shocked as he could have been if he hadn't seen those memories.

"Seems...we are alot alike....I'm sort of in the same situation. If we don't win the world will be destroyed by the Opasts....Somehow I'm supposed to lead them but I don't even know what I'm doing..."

"Same situation?" That outright shocked Kamui, eyes going huge momentarily before he turned away. How... how was he supposed to feel about that? To think that another kind of apocalypse was possible, and that another set of people was fighting their own war in it. That...

The look in his eyes shifted to annoyance, but it was hardly directed at Yuki. Just... thinking that maybe his own war didn't matter, that maybe he could fix things and if Yuki's side still lost... it would all be for nothing.

"I..." he didn't know what to say. On some level, he wanted to comfort and tell Yuki he didn't know what he was doing, either, but the revelation of concurrent wars was a bit... much. Still processing.

Yuki was thinking the same thing as he let go of Kamui's hand and pulled his knees to his chest.

"What if there are multiple battles like this...I mean....are we all destined to win or lose the same way..."

"That... that's fucking stupid!" Kamui snapped without thinking, temper flaring a little. Not only was he upset at the possibility of his battle -all that sacrifice- not mattering in the end... there was also the idea of others having to suffer for the same thing. It was just pointless and beyond ridiculous.

"It's like fate is trying to make sure everything ends." If Kamui didn't 'lose', then Yuki might. Same result, either way. "But you and I... we'll have to make sure to fight it for what we want. We'll have to try our best."

He looked to Yuki and lightly touched his shoulder, eyes determined and serious. "Right?"

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