146Disclaimer: If I owned them, kurofay would be making out right now in the manga.
Mirika: Ok, let me explain before you throw bricks at me for not updating anything in forever! -ducks-
Firstly! Since my computer R3X decided it was a lovely idea to get a virus and crash about 3 times, I had to reinstall everything, one of those things YET to be installed is Microsoft Word, so I don't have the best writing system on my computer (I'm working on it, so if you see any typos or other things in this story, please overlook it or break it to me softly, for I rely on spell check far too much). Second, me and Ashine-chan (you all know her as Tsubasa-fan) have been working on this since forever, so it's extremely long. -applauds- that's fine with me, what with all the shortage of Kurofay. Anyway, third, I plan to update more often now that I"m on summer break -does a dance off to the side- so fear not! This will definitely not be the only thing you'll be able to read over the three month summer I get ;D (hopefully, if I'm not too effing lazy)
Tsubasa-fan:let's see...this will be a monster of a fic, so far there's still a lot that needs to be covered. Doesn't seem likes it this long though unless you really look back at it...poor msn died many times while working on this, I think its from the kurofay personally.
so without further adieu, here is the glorious, soon-to-be-freaking-long AU story of Kurogane and Fay!
Down a long dirt road drove a lanky bus, carrying a few students scattered here and there. As the bus went trucking along, one in particular started to gather up his odds and ends he had tousled on the long ride. He was tan skin and had a very muscular body beneath his all black clothing. His jet black hair spiked out as rebelliously as his attitude and his eyes gleamed with the reddest trouble one could muster. When the bus came to a halt, he removed himself from the seat, standing at at least 6'7''. His stride was long and careless, like he didn't give a damn about making the other students and bus driver wait for him to get off. As soon as he did, the bus drove speedily away, not caring to look back to the deserted plain nor the man who owned it. Said man began to walk toward his home among the trees to the west of him when he looked up to the sky, hearing a loud screeching sound. This sound was followed by a bulbous stream across the sky with fire blazing from a round object.
The man's eyes widened as he watched it fall, getting wider and bigger as it approached Earth. He squatted in a runner's position as he felt it impact the ground, shaking at least four miles around. He stayed there for a moment, staring at the black smoke that now billowed into the unaware sky.
The tan man paused still before standing. He retreated into the small home before coming back out with keys and a helmet. Out on the side was a slick black Ninja Mitsubishi motorcycle, awaiting it's rider with all the glory of a trusty steed. He mounted it and took off in the direction of the crash; his curiosity getting the better of him.
It took about ten minutes for him to arrive at the crater the crash had created,and surprisingly he was the only one there. It was in the middle of an unused field, spreading about 9 yards and going a story deep. Among the field lay shrapnel from what one could guess would be a ship of some kind. the dark haired man moved away from his bike and took off his helmet to inspect. He reached the side of the burnt ground and looked down. In the deep crater lay more shrapnel than in the field, and under the largest piece, which could've been the main deck, the man saw a bloody and very pale hand of what looked to be humanoid.
He shivered at the thought of its only humanoid appendage to be sticking out and it looking freakish. Just what the hell was it? Well, if it WAS a human, it was obviously in bad condition. He jumped down with nimble skill and landed on a broken monitor. The man went over to the large part and moved it with much effort, though he was probably the strongest person he knew. After succeeding in ripping the mangled metal apart, he gazed down at what could've been the most beautiful thing he ever saw.
Beneath the debris found the raven haired man looking at someone that had clearly seen better days. The man, at least he had assumed it was a man with how tall he appeared to be, was laying face down on the singed ground. blond hair dusted with ash kept the stranger's face from view. Red eyes scanned the prone figure, taking in the dark clothes with almost archaic looking symbols swirling around the collar and cuffs of the shirt, while black pants hugged thin hips. He breathing was was barely noticeable, but looking at the various scratches and burns adorned what pale skin could be seen it was a miracle this thing- whatever it was -was alive.
He sighed in relief when he learned it was human-like, but felt like he couldn't remove his eyes from the thin body. It was just too perfect to be human; milky skin, long limbs, thin waist, you never came across those features where the man had lived all his life. Especially the blond hair. He shook it off and went to the other, slowly picking up the unconscious body in order not to cause more harm. He couldn't tell if anything was broken, nor if anything was extremely life-threatening. It seemed like the man had survived the worst. He held the head in his lap, brushing the golden tresses out of the way to make sure all his face was still there.
Smooth skin meet his gaze, with faint pink lips partially open as the person breathed slowly, a smudge of ash blemished a pale face as lashes almost too long for a man ghosted over the stranger's cheeks. blond bangs spilled over and framed his face. A faint rose color tinted the strangers cheeks, he could only assume it was from either some kind of illness or perhaps from the fire that was still slowly ebbing away from the few scraps of whatever it was that had crashed here.
The alert man was almost tempted to run his hand across the cheeks in an affectionate way, like this creature was someone he had known from a long time ago, but he placed better judgment on it. He instead rubbed the back of the blonde's head, checking for head injuries. Finding none, his hand traveled toward the front of the pale man's head, only to get caught on his ears. What startled the tan man the most was that these ears kept going. What the fuck!? He had freaking elf ears?! How the hell did he not catch that before!? He groaned; this was definitely not human. He looked down again. It had red blood... it was breathing... he leaned down and placed his head against the chest... it was barely there, but it had a heartbeat... He leaned up again and thought hard. He wasn't human, but he looked human. And believe it or not, this man wasn't about to let something like this die. What happened if weirdos got a hold of him? He shuttered. As gently as he could, he lifted the man, only to realized he weight as much as a can of soda. He struggled carrying him out of the crater without hurting him more, but managed to. He could hear sirens coming from the south, so he decided it would be best to leave now. He hopped on his motorcycle with the man curled up in his lap (much to his aggravation) and took off toward his house.
After setting his motorcycle in its secure place, he took the man into his home, setting him on his couch. The tan man stood up straight and placed his hands on his hips, confused at what to do next as he watched the man breathe. It seemed to be less stressed now that he was away from the fires. The tall man sat on his coffee table and folded his hands as he leaned forward on his knees. The blood was drying on the sleeping figure, meaning that it was clotting. The raven haired man placed his hand on the other man's forehead, feeling for any sign of ailment. When finding none, he got up and went to retrieve supplies.
As the man left to search for some bandages and other things, the blond shifted slightly, his brow furrowed ever so gently before becoming passive once again. The taller of the two, hearing the slight stir, leaned in from the other room with narrowed eyes. This fucker better not wake up, he thought scornfully.
The man returned to the room where his new acquaintance lay and sat back down where he was before. He set down the things he brought in and started to prepare the medicine. He didn't even know if his medicines would work on this thing, but he sure as hell would try. He leaned over and, raising the alien's head slightly, dabbed the cotton swab onto an open wound.
Just as soon as the blond felt his head being lifted his eyes snapped open ready for the worst. Burning bright blue eyes revealed themselves, and he felt the pressure at the back of his head leave as someone moved away from him. It was when he tried to rise that his body finally decided to tell him he was in pain. Head spinning, he managed to prop himself up on the couch with his elbow as he stared up at the man. Taking in the strange surroundings he realized he was somewhere very different than what he had been accustomed to. His eyes dulled and went back to their normal azure hue. His nose twitched at the smell of sulfur and smoke that lingered on him and the human in front of him.
Said human growled very territorially, fists clenching as he watched the creature in front of him move lucidly. He watched with weary eyes to make sure the blond didn't do anything he didn't like. He felt himself flinch when the eyes turned a different shade of blue, and felt his breath catch in his throat when the shade changed to the most enchanted color he'd ever seen. He slapped himself mentally and stared back down. What could one say in a position like this?
"Where am I?" Blue eyed met red as the blond tried to evaluate his situation. His entire body ached and he had no memory of how he had ended up landing on some sat up, hands resting in his lap as he waited for whoever this person was, his capturer perhaps,to answer his question. He moved to hold he head as he swayed a little from a dizzy spell. The other man flinched again, yet it wasn't as visible. He could understand this...man? How odd, considering he was from a different world, or as far as he knew, galaxy or even universe... He sat down cautiously, eyes never leaving the other man's.
"My house." He said on instinct. He paused.
"Planet Earth."
"Such a far away planet, strange that I would end up on such a backwater place." A thin finger rested against his chin in thought, before he realized the other occupant in the room staring him down.
"Sorry about that, I take it you're a human male? What's your name?" He smiled warmly, trying to coax the other into a conversation to learn more about this place. After all no one had ever really cared about such a primitive planet. The other man didn't answer, but stared holes into the blond. His mouth moved slightly, showing some sharper-than-normal teeth.
"Answer my questions first: what the fuck are you and how the hell did you survive a crash like that?" He asked lowly, the smile on the blond's face creeping him out slightly.
"Ah, Mr. Black's not the kindest creature it seems." Seeing how angry the man got, the blond realized this could actually be fun. Chuckling lightly, Fay sat back against the couch and crossed his legs. Thinking about how he should answer.
"I'm a Valerian, my home is light years away from here it seems... if I can remember my astronomy classes correctly. My makeup is not too different from a human's, though my race does have several advantages over yours." He flicked his wrist and blue light scrolled from his finger tips, lighting the room a bit before being snuffed out just as quickly as it had appeared. His smile returned as he looked up toward the human.
"As for a crash...that would explain why I'm so sore, but with a few days healing and some rest I should be good as new."
The man was silent for a moment before sighing wearily and leaning back slightly while folding his arms. So, this dude was an alien from the different edge of the galaxy... maybe farther than that... He rubbed his forehead slightly, sighing again.
"So... why did you come here?" he asked, not moving from his concentrated position. The blonde's smile faltered for a moment before it quickly returned, he hoped it would go unseen.
"I didn't chose to come here, you said yourself I crash landed."
Unfortunately for the cute little alien, the human was much sharper than he had imagined.
"Were you going somewhere?" He asked slowly, eyes narrowing farther.
"Yes, but it seems I won't be going anywhere for awhile now." He frowned for the briefest of moments, realizing this human was more perceptive than he seemed at first glance.
The raven haired man exhaled harshly, looking outside; he could see flashing lights. He stood up swiftly, cursing under his breath as he realized they were coming to his house. In another fast movement, he reached down and grabbed the blond's arm.
"Come with me." He commanded, not waiting for an answer before dragging him off into a different room.
"Ooh so rough, where are you taking me? I have to say you're being awfully forward." Fay couldn't help but tease the man, thinking how cute it was to see the taller human blush. Though he didn't have to be so rough with him.
The human in question just growled and tossed the other haphazardly on a bed. He then when to a closet and took off his shirt.
"The men coming here are gunna be looking for you, so I need you to stay in here and keep quiet." He looked over his shoulder to the blond."
"If they know you're the thing at the crash, they'll probably want to take your for experimenting." It was just then they both heard a knock on his door. The human growled again and pulled on a clean shirt before standing. He looked at the lithe creature again with a glare that repeated his warning before going to the door. Fay felt his face warm and he didn't think it was from almost burning to death as his ship pierced the planet's atmosphere. Humans, or at least this one in particular, were very...attractive it seemed. Though the bit about other humans wanting to dissect him didn't sit well with him so he moved himself from his haphazard position on the bed to lay down, after all if they did come in here they would only see a supposed human sleeping.
He sighed and brushed a stray strand of hair behind his ear...damn he thought. He had forgotten that humans weren't exactly carbon copies of his own people. bringing to fingers up he called forth familiar static blue whirls of his power, lightly running his fingers over his ears before calling back his power and trying to finge sleep.
The blond could easily hear into the other room though, even with human-shaped ears:
"You're name is Kurogane Suwa, correct?"
"Yeah, what of it?"
"We were wondering if you had seen or heard the crash that had happened over on that field. Did you go t here?"
"Why the hell would I go to a crash? I'm busy enough as it is."
"Then how would you explain your pants? Very dirty to be working inside."
"I was working outside on my motorcycle."
"Then your shirt? Why is that clean?"
"I was changing when you dickwads knocked." He heard shuffling as the familiar human shifted his weight to lean on the door.
"Do you mind if we come in, Mr. Suwa?"
"Yes. I do. Don't you have to have a warrant for that anyway?"
"We're just curious as to see why you have bandages laying about."
"...My girlfriend got hurt riding my motorcycle. She's a little hurt, but its nothing she can't handle."
"Is that why you were working on it?"
"Yeah. And?"
'Mind if we talk to your girlfriend, Mr. Suwa?"
"She's sleeping."
"When did she crash, Mr. Suwa?"
"Didn't say she crashed, asshole. And it was earlier today."
"How early?"
"How the fuck should I know? Don't you shitheads need to go somewhere else and investigate some lame ass crime? I said I was busy for a reason!"
"Yes, thank you, Mr. Suwa, expect us to come visit you later... you and your girlfriend." Shuffling of feet was heard and a loud slam that startled the poor alien.
"Tch. Stupid Fuckers..." He heard the tall man mumble before shuffling back into the room with his hands in his pockets.
"Kuro-flame has a temper." Fay smiled as he propped himself up on his elbows to see the man as he entered the bedroom.
"And am I your girlfriend? I'm sorry to disappoint, but I'm male." His smile widened as he looked at Kurogane's face. The taller named such grimaced when he realized the other had been eavesdropping, but it quickly turned into a snarl.
"What the fuck did you call me, asshole?! It's Kurogane! Get it right! And the only reason I said that was because I didn't want to deal with their nosy ass investigations! That's the only other reason you would be lying in my bed!" He shouted, though it was apparent there was a faint redding of his cheeks. He growled again and folded his arms.
"And you went and bled on my bed anyway..."
"Ah, I'll have to remedy that won't I Kuro-mud?" He smiled, ignoring the other man's denial and reddening face. Fay rose to a sitting position, taking in the blood stains on the other man's bed.
"But before that do you think you could help me with my injuries? While I know how to dress an injury I don't know what types of medicine you have or how it could affect me. I'd be forever grateful if Kuro-nurse could patch me up. These burns are starting to throb." He rolled up a sleeve, which had a small hole burned through it to show a thin wrist adorned with a nasty red burn.
"How many times must I say it?! It's Kurogane!" He yelled again, only he pulled the blond up again and dragged him to a different room. This one had a weird box in it that went from the ceiling to the floor with tented glass as walls.
"Wash yourself there. I'll lend you some of my clothes until we can buy you some of your own. We'll dress your wounds after you're done." He said simply.
"What is this exactly?" Ignoring Kurogane's outburst and rough treatment Fay touched the glass gently as his brow furrowed in thought. Grasping the handle he opened it and poked his head inside and looked in wonder at the odd thing. He stood straight and looked back at Kurogane.
"What am I suppose to do with this? Will Kuro-rough show me?" Kurogane sighed in exasperation and walked over, turning the knob inside, thus bringing forth water.
"You turn this one for warm, this one for cold. You take off your clothes and use those liquids to wash yourself. When you're done, turn the knobs the opposite way and get out and dry off with one of these." He held up a towel.
"I'll be back in with clothing." He said, taking his leave.
"Kuro-water's no fun at all." Fay said over his shoulder as he began to undress, being careful of his injuries. Looking at the knobs Kurogane had pointed to he began fiddling with them, yelping as cold water sprayed him from above, he quickly moved it again until it was bearable. He then looked around the small space to gather a bottle the man had pointed to. Popping open the top, the blond squeezed a generous amount onto his hand, before placing the bottle back. Fay brought his nose up to it, smiling at the pleasant aroma that hit his senses before rubbing the gelatin onto his skin. He was equally amused at the bubbles it produced and wondered why they didn't have such things back home. He hissed a bit whenever the soap suds would wash over an open cut or a burn, but the warmth of the water made it tolerable.
Sighing in content he supposed he had stayed too long when the water began to cool. Really, he should takes baths like this more often, even if they weren't as relaxing as the springs back home. Doing as Kurogane had instructed Fay twisted the knobs until the water shut off and stepped outside in the cool air of the rest of the bathroom. His skin instantly chilled and his hands sought the towel Kurogane had laid out for him. Wiping himself dry, Fay took a look at the towel once more before tossing it in the corner, after-all it was too wet know to be of any use. Scanning the small room he searched for his clothes and found only now realized, as he picked them up, how dirty they really were. Frowning at the condition of his clothes he tossed them over with the towel.
"Kuro-bath, I'm done! You can help me with my injuries now!" Fay looked around for another towel, after all his hair was still damp and he didn't think it would be a good idea for him to get a cold as well. He heard shuffling outside the door.
"Get back in the shower, I don't wanna see your naked ass." He heard the taller say through the door. Kurogane crossed his arms; that soap was his favorite, the little prick. And he just had to use enough to fumigate the entire house!
"Is Kuro-towel shy? Has he never seen someone naked before?" Teasing the man was really starting to become addictive to the alien it seemed. Fay complied none the less, after all his wrist and back were starting to throb.
"Besides my clothes are dirty, I can't put them back on after I just cleaned myself now can I?"
"That's the whole reason I brought these in, you twit." He heard Kurogane say aggravatedly, obviously ticked by the earlier comment, though he said nothing about it. He could see the blurred toss of his new clothing on the bowel-shapped thing. He saw Kurogane's shape pause before going over to the discarded clothes.
"There's a basket for these, dumbass." "You really need to work on that temper, it can't be healthy and how am I suppose to know how you do things here?" Fay wasn't about to admit that many of the things weren't too foriegn to him, but it was just too fun to rile the man. Fay poked his head out of the shower door to smile at Kurogane before reaching for the offered clothes. He watched through the blurred glass as Kurogane tossed his old clothes into the hamper along with the towel he had used earlier. He smiled to himself as he slipped on the clothes, immediately noticing a problem.
"Ah, Kuro-basket, it seems that your clothes are a bit big." He stepped outside the shower, one hand fisting the waist of the pant he had on, he looked even thinner in the human's shirt. He smiled sheepishly at Kurogane. The red eyed man had to stifle a chuckle as he looked at the man. He waved his hand with a smirk.
"Sorry, s'only thing I got." He said, closing his eyes as he tried once again to smuggle his laughter. The alien had no idea how pathetic he looked. He looked at the blond again and eyed the shorter with pensiveness.
"That shirt's long enough for you to just wear that. I ain't got an extra belt."
"So, Kuro-tough does have a gentle side." Fay smiled brightly at Kurogane. Releasing his grip on the pants that then fell from his hips with a dull thump. Kurogane was right; the shirt was long enough to wear on its own. Stepping to the side Fay picked up the discarded article and handed them to their owner.
"Now, about my wrist." Fay held it up for emphasis.
"Tch, can't you stop talking for once?" He replied, grabbing his forearm where no burn or cut was and leading him back to the couch. He sat on the coffee table again and started to reapply things.
"Sit."
"Such a gentleman, I could get used to this cute Kuro-man." Fay moved to the couch, crossing his legs and resting his hands on his lap as he waited patiently for Kurogane to set everything out. The other paused to glare at the smaller man.
"Stop with the sissy-ass nicknames, or you ain't gettin my treatment!" He warned vehemently, setting down the treatment to prove his point.
"Forgive me?" Fay pouted towards the man, but a smile broke out and onto his face soon after. He held up his wrist, offering it to the human.
The taller didn't waver for a moment, still glaring, before taking the wrist by the back of the hand. He gently applied the ointment to the wound, watching the smaller's face for any type of painful reaction.
"Ah." With a sharp intake of breath Fay sat still, wincing every now and then as medicine was rubbed into his skin. The taller grimaced slightly and pulled the medicine away, looking to see the reaction of the wound. When it had the normal one, he blinked. Their anatomy really was similar. He continued to apply it, looking up every now and then to make sure that the man could stand the pain. "This is normal, for it to hurt." He mumbled nonchalantly.
"I'm glad, I was beginning to think I was having a bad reaction to the medicine." Fay smiled up at Kurogane as the other man turned away to put ointment up. The alien felt a strange sense of calm wash over him as he sat in the small house with this stranger, to say it was weird was puttng it lightly, but for the first time in a long time Fay felt content.
"Was that the only wound needing treatment?" He heard the red eyed man say, looking over to the blond again.
"I don't want to have to do this again because you're too lazy and got one infected."
"My side, close to my ribs is another burn, the cuts were shallow and have already started to heal on their own and the bruises will be fine as well." Fay lifted the side of his shirt to show a long burn over his ribs, he winced as he stretched his arm up, his skin still tender fom the injury.
The blond noticed Kurogane looked away as soon as the shirt was lifted, but the scowl was still on his face.
"You could slip through the neck of the shirt. I ain't helping when you leave it like that..."
"Humans are so modest." Fay suppressed a chuckle before doing as Kurogane commanded. Said human just growled angrily and examined the exposed wound. "We won't be able to wrap that." He said finally, getting a new cotton swab.
"Unless you want it to go around your torso."
"Which ever Kuro-doctor thinks is best." Fay silently took in Kurogane's features as he checked his injury. Kurogane really wasn't all too different than himself, except it was unusual for someone from his home to have such dark hair and such a tanned complexion. Fay shook the thoughts away, not wanting to think on the home he had left behind. Kurogane sighed in irritation at the other man's indecision. He picked up the wrap.
"Fine. Lift up your arms." He commanded, looking at the soft skin. It was surprising to him somewhat; this man had hardly any hair on him. Usually even a woman would have some peach fuzz covering her body, but this guy had none whatsoever. He was completely clean of any hair except for atop his head and thin eyebrows.
"Kuro-healer's staring." Fay smiled as he tilted his head back to see past his lifted arm and look at Kurogane. He brought his other hand to lightly cover his lips in case he couldn't keep his laughter contained. Kurogane raised an eyebrow.
"No fucking duh. Not everyday I have an alien sitting on my couch." He caught himself and willed away the blush of embarrassment before he started to treat the longer wound. This one was deeper than the last, and it would explain why the smaller had trouble breathing.
"And now Kuro-human's blushing!" Fay laughed and regretted it; his side throbbed in response. He wondered silently as Kurogane grumbled why it was he felt the need to tease this human after only knowing him for such a short time. Though as he watched the man, that strange feeling of calmness washed over him. The dark haired made sure the wound was completely taken care of before he started to wrap the cloth around the small torso. He had to scoot the the edge of the table and reach around the blond, trying not to think of what he was doing and just to do it. Fay could feel the warmth from Kurogane's body washing over him as his torso was wrapped. He could feel his heart beat picking up and face warm as he averted his eyes.
Kurogane looked at the pale face with curiosity and somewhat amused, he continued to stare. Just why was this creature's face scarlet.
"Why the hell do you keep going red in the face?" He replied, eyes going back to his work. He was almost done now.
"Kuro-mend's very handsome is all." Fay said lightly hoping to get another blush from the human. Kurogane paused, looking at the blond before looking back.
"Tch, troublesome idiot." He mumbled, though his face did show that he was a little flattered. He finished the wrap and sat back, admiring his work.
"Is that all? The wounds..."
"Yes, I should be good as new in a few days, depending on how strong the medicine is." Fay lowered his arm after checking the white bandages, Kurogane had done a good job on them. The man folded his arms.
"Good... you can put the shirt back on." He said, standing with the medicine.
"After I put this away we'll talk about this matter some more."
"Of course Kuro-space." Fay manuevered the shirt back on and waited patiently for Kurogane's return. His mind raced as he thought of how much he should tell the other, surely it wouldn't hurt to tell him some things? Afterall, human's for the most part still didn't believe there were other races and civilizations in space.
The brute of a man came back in shortly, taking his seat in another chair across from the alien. He thought for a moment and sighed; he couldn't believe this was happening. He was just fine with his normal ass life, and this idiot had to come crashing into his it. Literally. He huffed, angering himself more.
"Well... I guess you can start with your name." He murmured.
"Fay." He smiled disarmingly towards the human, not really having expected such a simple question right off the bat. Kurogane raised an eyebrow again and snorted. Such a girly name for such a girly man, how fitting. He got comfortable in his chair.
"I know you're Valerian-or-something... and that's fuck-knows-where... you don't know how you got here..." He rubbed his temples, this was harder than he thought, and he wasn't really curious about the other man's planet either.
"I was passing by and just crashed, though I don't remember the crash itself." Fay looked deep in thought for a moment, trying to think back to the last thing he could remember before waking up here. All he could remember was trying to think of a place he could go to, the rest was a blank.
"Where were you going?" Kurogane asked then, obviously aware that the alien's memory was just as bruised as his body. He must've crashed harder than it appeared, and it appeared horribly.
"Nowhere in particular, I just wanted to find a place where I could get away from everything." His smile returned with full force, at least he could remember that much about his trip. Kurogane snorted again.
"At least you can run away successfully..." He looked down.
"Why were you trying to 'get away'? Did you commit a crime or something?"
"No, if I were a criminal I would have been chased down to earth and I wouldn't have been rescued by Kuro-brave." The red eyes examined the other to see if it was the truth, and finding it was, his scowl loosened slightly.
"Then what was it?"
"Kuro-temper is asking so many questions." He tried to change the subject but seeing Kurogane's glare he sighed in defeat.
"...I just couldn't bare to stay in Valeria anymore, too many sad memories, you understand?" The other man said nothing. Yes, he knew some sad times, but those times were over, and he had moved on. He knew, though, that many people couldn't move on as easily as he could. He looked down and decided to spare the blond by changing the subject.
"...How do you know Japanese?" He asked instead.
"What with all the races there are in the universe, people have adapted to the language barrier with simple spells... or in my case, because our languages are similar, they're still a bit odd sounding to me, but I'm adapting to it nicely, don't you think?" Fay paused to watch wheels turning in Kurogane's head as he thought. The dark haired man frowned and for once looked at a clock. He grumbled in aggravation and sat up straight.
"Oi, what do you eat? It's time for supper."
"I've never tried anything from earth, but I have sampled food from other planets so it can't be too different..." Fay smiled sheepishly as he realized he was being indirect.
"Whatever Kuro-cook wants to make is fine, I'm always happy to have a new experience." The taller rolled his eyes and stood, walking into the kitchen. He paused and looked inside the fridge. He didn't feel like cooking all that much, but he might as well. It looked like he needed to go shopping soon. Tch, so troublesome. He looked back into the living room.
"Come here."
"Coming, Kuro-san." Fay stood, careful of his bandages and followed Kurogane inside the kitchen. Kurogane had taken out several items from his fridge, mostly main dishes, and laid them on the table.
"Pick one, I don't really want anything." He said simply, folding his arms again. Fay poked around the dishes, finally decided on a plate of noodles. The blond looked up at the other man expectantly.
"What am I suppose to eat this with?"
"Hn. Moron. I haven't made them yet." Kurogane said amusedly. Honestly...but he had to admit... the alien's naivity was someone less annoying than when he was smiling a sad smile. He picked up the rest of the other foods and placed them back into the fridge. He then picked up the plate and tore off the transparent lid, pouring some water into it before placing it in the microwave. Fay made his way to Kurogane watching in awe as the man prepared the food. He had never seen such a contraption before. He leaned forward watching as the noodles began to cook. As they got closer to being done, the green light buzzed, somewhat startling the entranced man. Kurogane had to hide a smirk as he watched, entertained at the man's childish curiosity. He reached over the blond and pressed the button, opening the door to the microwave. He pulled the plate out and stirred the noodles in the now hot water to make them all evenly damp.
"Here." Fay took hold of the container, careful of the steam pouring out of it as he held it reverently. He moved away from Kurogane and placed it on the table, before sitting himself.
"Won't Kuro-min have some?" The other shrugged.
"Don't have much of an appetite today..." He replied, reaching in a cabinet to grab an orange.
"You can go ahead and eat, and if you don't like it I'll eat it." Fay lifted the fork to his mouth and carefully blew on the hot noodles before eating. He smiled cheerfully as he took another bite.
"Kuro-cook really knows what he's doing."
"Tch. They're just noodles." He replied, sitting across the table as he began to peel the orange.
"Ooh, what's that?" Fay stopped eating, noodles half way to his mouth as he stared intently at the bright colored thing. Kurogane stopped, looking up.
"An orange. Finish chewing before you talk, idiot." He replied, pulling off a side.
"An orange, " Fay swallowed before staring at Kurogane's hands which were currently peeling said object.
"I thought you said you weren't hungry?" Fay felt guilt swell in him for trying to force Kurogane to share his food. Kurogane shrugged and leaned back in his chair, one arm behind his head.
"I'm not, just keeping my hunger at bay so I don't have to eat." He looked over to his new companion.
"Want to try it?"
"Yes, please... that is, if you don't mind." Fay dropped his fork and waited patiently for Kurogane to finish peeling the orange. The red eyed man leaned forward again and finished it, handing over one side as he took a bite of the other, not saying anything about the stickiness nor sweetness. Fay grimaced a bit at the texture, noting his fingers would be sticky from the juice. He followed Kurogane's lead and took a bite of the fruit.
"Earth has very good food, someone should really look into this and open up some kind of market, especially for these." He smiled playfully as he finished off the last of the orange. Juice dripped down his fingers and he licked them clean, not wanting to have to take another bath so soon after the first. Kurogane raised an eyebrow, watching the other lick his hands.
"You can wash your hands for that you know." He scoffed, setting down more rine.
"I'm clean." He wiggled his fingers for emphasis and his smile brightened.
"No... you just made it worse." He commented, licking his own thumb before standing. He motioned for the blond to come over to him. Fay stood walking over to Kurogane, curious as to what the human wanted.
"This is a sink. You use this to wash your hands, dishes, face, and anything else that's small enough." He stated, turning on the knob.
"It works the same as the shower."
"Kuro-tan is such a sweetie, helping me with everything." The alien smiled up to him.
"Tch, I don't see anyone else standing up to the plate to help out an incompetent alien! And stop with the nicknames! Kurogane!" He shouted, pointing at the cute foreigner.
"If Kuro-blush keeps this up I just might have to give him a gift to show my thanks." Fay turned to wash his hands in the sink until his fingers were left unsticky. Shutting the water off, he dried his hands on his shirt, before smiling up at Kurogane once again. The other raised and eyebrow and shook his head.
"Next time you wash your hands, dry them on this." He pointed to the towel hanging in a ring on the side of the cabinet.
"And a gift would be to call me by my name, dammit!"
"But I like calling you nicknames, it's cute." The blond moved away from Kurogane taking his finished plate and looking for a place to dump it.
"And that's why I want you to stop it! It's cute and disgusting!" He yelled, before rolling his eyes and pointing to the sink.
"Wah, Kuro-man said 'cute'!" He held his plate in one hand as he used his other to poke the taller man's cheek. Kurogane swatted him away.
"Yeah, what of it?! AND I SAID STOP!" He growled and took the dish away from Fay, placing it in the sink before heading back into the living room.
"Tch, damn blond..."
"Now I've upset Kuro-min." Fay had an almost evil glint in his eyes as he followed closely behind an unsuspecting Kurogane. The taller man didn't know what hit him when he nearly fell forward, Fay was hugging him from behind laughing. His face flushed red at the contact, but he quickly tried to remove the blond from his body.
"DAMMIT, ALIEN! GET THE FUCK OFF!" He shouted angrily, staggering forward a step.
"But isn't this how humans show appreciation? And besides I can't have my rescuer being mad at me can I?" Fay smiled as he tightened his grip, trying to not burst into laughter.
"NO! PEOPLE BOW! GET OFF!" He gripped the other man's wounds tightly, knowing it would hurt enough.
"AND YOU'RE ONLY PISSING ME OFF MORE NOW!" Fay grimaced and released the other man. He broke out into a light sweat as his stomach turned from a combination of the food and the rough treatment he was now on the receiving end of.
"Gods! What is your problem?!" Kurogane said ruthlessly, turning around to look at the alien. He blinked, seeing the fai sheet of precipitation on the blond's forehead.
"...What's wrong with you?"
"I think I'm not in as good of a condition as I had thought." Fay knew he was probably looking rather pale, he could feel his heart beating slower as nausea swept over him, he clutched Kurogane's arm to try and stable himself, hoping it would pass soon. Kurogane sighed; he was afraid of that. In one quick motion, Fay was in his arms and was being taken to the bedroom again.
"You shouldn't be so active then. You just crashed today. You're staying in bed until I say so." He commanded, smoothly kicking the bottom of the door so it would open. He set down the blond on the bed.
"I changed the bedding when you were bathing." Fay stared up at Kurogane as he was lowered onto the bed, he wrapped his arms around the other man's neck briefly before the other could rise.
"Kuro-san is far too sweet." Fay didn't now what had really possessed him to do it, but the next thing he knew he had planted a small kiss to the human's forehead. He sighed and removed his arms from the other man, wiping the sweat from his own forehead. Kurogane stared at Fay with a strange look, one that said what-the-fuck-was-that-you-prick. But he simply stood, sighing. He assumed it was either because the way he was or because it was an alien thing. He shrugged it off and turned to the closet, pulling out another blanket and a change of clothes.
"I'm not sweet. I just don't want you bothering while I do my homework."
"Kuro-tan is a good student too." Fay smiled wearily as a blanket was placed over him.
"I'll try not to distract you from your studies then." Kurogane didn't reply, but only stared down at the blued eyed creature with a look Fay hadn't seen on him before. It was that of gentleness and seriousness.
"...Good.." He muttered quietly, before reaching down. He brushed his hand over the pale forehead.
"Tch, you're all wet..." He said.
"Kuro-rin will just have to take care of me." Fay returned the smile, feeling his face warm under Kurogane's gaze. The other shook his head before leaving. He returned shortly with a rag and a small bowl of water. He set the bowl down on the night table before dipping the rag into it. He then rang out the rag and moved the blonde's bangs out of his face before setting the damp towel on the sweaty skin.
"I'll be back a little later to change it out again." Kurogane mumbled, removing his hand from the pale face.
"I'll be waiting, though I think I might take a nap first." The blond yawned and wiggled deeper into the blanket, keeping one hand on the damp rag so it wouldn't fall off from his movements. The taller man placed his hands in his pockets.
"Go ahead and do that. It will probably make you feel better." He admitted, watching the other getting comfortable. Fay could feel his body relaxing to the cool sheets under him and the comfortable pillow. It didn't take long for him to drift off to sleep as he felt Kurogane watching him. The student sighed ruggedly, turning to leave the room. He got out into the living room and looked at the couch. It was covered in blood and dirt. He growled and removed its cover, revealing the true color of the couch to be red. He threw the black cover into the washroom, grumbling about how the blood might not come out.
He shook his head and sat down on the couch. He picked up the bag that carried his stuff and dug through it. He started on his homework a little later after, listening to the clock chime every hour for a few hours and the light snoring of the sleeping alien.