7If you had to Choose
Chapter 1: Dreams and Battles
~Choose..~
So it was clear; Fai's life was nothing but one mistake that led to another mistake. It was a vicious cycle that he couldn't break, and had actually long ago accepted such a thing. He did as he pleased, knowing that whatever choice he made, no matter what it be, would lead to disaster for him. Kurogane made have led a guilt ridden, soul sucking existence, but Fai was damned. So he had learned to love the misery in his life so that no one would realize just how truly unhappy he was with his existence, and it worked; nobody saw past the smokescreen and he liked it best that way.
However, someone figuring him out, someone pulling the mask away was something that terrified him. Damon could hide easily behind sarcasm and witty remarks, but when his feelings were laid out on the line, when he was expected to bare a soul he wasn't even sure he had, that would send him as far running as he possibly could. And that was what had brought him to the place he was now. He was dreaming. That much was obvious.
"Choose."
Fai, literally, figurativly, and metaphorically speaking felt his heart jump into his throat. It was Syaoran. He looked around; desperatly searching for the owner of the voice.
"Choose."
Choose? Choose what? Finally his icy eye caught a glimpse of..both Syaorans. It was the clone, the one he knew he cared for, that was talking.
"Choose, one of us. Only one. Only one chance. Choose."
The choice should have been obvious. Of course he was going to-
*End.*
"Fai-san?"
The older male awoke with a start, blonde hair falling in front of his face, icy blue eye stared up in shock. He turned to the owner of the voice.
"Sakura-chan? Gomenosai, have I overslept?" there was no point in putting on the smile she could clearly see through. The younger girl shook her head, simply telling him their next chess battle was going to start soon.
Fai was ready. But, when they arrived, the one thing he was not ready for..was seeing him in the audience. Syaoran.