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reborn - byakuran/shouichi - set during the new timeline! let's pretend shouichi visits him on that beach. . . for [livejournal.com profile] sunday.

DON'T WORRY RIKA, I WILL WRITE SOME KAMEN RIDER FALCON. ...hopefully, supposedly. :(

Shouichi held a hand to his face to shade it from the glare of the dying sun. Reflected off the rolling waves were shades of red and orange, a slim sliver of yellow sun peeked over the horizon but would soon disappear. Peering down the line of darkened beach Shouichi spotted the pale white figure stark against the silhouette of a cliff that rose in the distance. The redhead glanced back over his shoulder at the two dark cars and four figures dressed in black. One of the cars and two of the people were Shouichi’s transport, and their hair color is bright and vibrant, silver and blond in comparison to the dark brown of the other two figures.

Byakuran’s guards.

“Shou-chan!” A distant, echoing shout. Shouichi turns to see the white figure rapidly approaching, his bare feet slap on the hard wet sand in a manner that made Shouichi wince, but also smile. “I didn’t think you’d come this year.”

Shouichi allowed Byakuran to grab him in a hug, skinny fingers grasp and pull at Shouichi’s button up shirt and a sharp chin digs into the side of Shouichi’s neck, warm air ruffles the hair on the back of Shouichi’s neck.

“Of course I came this year.” Shouichi loosely wraps his arms around Byakuran’s body. Heat radiated through Byakuran’s thin shirt, the other man burning up under Shouichi’s touch. “It’s important.”

It was the year Byakuran died, an anniversary of 10 years of weekly visits. Shouichi stares out at the water as shadows creep over Byakauran’s prison. He has no memories of the other worlds, though he sees glimmers of them in Byakuran’s eyes, but he has the memories of ten years of stolen moments and soft touches, gasps muffled in pillows in dark rooms and warm, burning fingers, marking him from the inside out.

Soft lips brush Shouichi’s chin when Byakuran pulls back, as intimate as they will get even under the far away eye of the guards. “I’m glad you came.”
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