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Carry On My Wayward Sons 12

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Chapter 12



“Are you going to help us? Or are you going to spend all day moping here and throwing that knife at the dart board?”

“You and your demon can run along, I’d rather stay here.”

“WHAT WILL THAT ACCOMPLISH? WHAT WILL ANY OF THIS ACCOMPLISH? I DIDN’T GET MY BUTT DRAGGED OUT OF SCHOOL AND AWAY FROM MY FRIENDS FOR YOU TO TURN INTO A MOPE!” Instantly the younger of the two had known he had went too far. The knife dropped to the ground and he was met with an intense amber glare.

“Alright then little brother, shall I send your little boyfriend back to the fiery pits of hell and see if you’re skipping over rainbows and singing butterflies?”

“You...you were in love with him, weren’t you?”

“I didn’t say that, now did I? Love isn’t exactly a word I associate myself with Fuuma.”

“Maybe not, but I’ve seen your one night flings and I saw how you were with that angel. You were in lo—” The blast of rock salt grazed by Fuuma’s head. “I won’t miss next time. Drop it.”

~#~

"You need to let it go Seishirou, I know that angel meant a lot to you but....he's gone, he rebelled to save you..."

"Who said anything about him meaning anything to me? I just don’t like people dying for me."

"That’s what I thought, isn't everyone just a one night stand to you?" Behind the sunglasses, amber eyes narrowed. "He...he was different, we never even slept together so shut it."

Kamui opened his mouth to argue but Fuuma shut his mouth. Despite his bizarre blackouts as of late, he still knew when his brother needed to be left alone. It was an awkward silence in the car; no music, no talking.

“Where are we going Fuuma?”

“Hell if I know, Seishirou, where are we going?”

Seishirou for his part didn’t answer, he merely flicked his cigarette out the window before driving in silence.

They stopped at Yuuko’s place and Seishirou handed Fuuma one of the many wallets they used in the past. “Here.”

“What are you...”

“Take this, take your demon, get a car from Yuuko, and then buy yourselves a house. Go live a happy, hunting-free life.”

“And you?”

“I’m going to continue the family business of course. Yuuko knows and she agrees with me, you deserve a break; go on.”

“You’re not doing this…not now, after you dragged me into this you’re leaving me behind?”

“That’s right. I nearly lost you once, I’d rather not risk it again. So go, get married if it will make you happy, go live your normal, demon-free life.”

“Won’t be demon-free if I’m there, will it?”

“Speaking of,” Seishirou turned in the seat and pulled his glasses down. “You better take care of him. I’ve told you I’m the best hunter to grace this side of the planet. YOU HURT HIM and I will find you and send your demonic ass back to hell, got it?”

“I’ve had plenty of chances especially when you were in hell. Have I yet?”

“You heard me…Kamui.”

Violet eyes widened. He had never been addressed like that by the older hunter...ever.

“As for you, little brother, Yuuko already knows not to call you for jobs.”

“Bet she doesn’t know Subaru’s gone, does she?”

“That’s not of her concern now beat it, go.”

“Come on Fuuma…we need to go...”

Finally both of them left the car and watched as Seishirou pushed his sunglasses back up and lit another cigarette before driving off. “Does he know what he’s doing?”

“Does he ever? Not much more we can do though, is there? If my brother doesn’t want to be found he won’t be found, let’s go see what Yuuko says.”
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