Everyone expected the last Sumeragi to collapse and be crushed like the ones he had devoted himself to helping since he was a child. Yet, he defied them all in his own silent way. A fanfic that explores the end of one story and the start of another. All rights to Clamp. Because what appears to be the end...never actually is.

AU. "Your heart belongs to me, and I'm the only one aloud to love you or destroy you." The man once told him that confidently. "But I will never love you, I'll never truly be yours. Can you live with that?" Subaru/Seishirou .One-Shot.

I don't know what this is. A short drabble inspired by my english class and how it's taught me the power of words. Basically the plot of Tokyo Babylon and how it effects me. but instead told from Subaru's perspective. idk

où Hokuto vous parle brièvement des divers usages d'un miroir, du plus important au plus trivial... avec sa propre échelle de valeurs. EDIT, ajout d'une 2nde vignette : sa position par rapport à son frère et... son presque beau frère. ::minific, gen::

This was done for the Clamp Secret Santa on Tumblr for kaitoleen. This is the story of the date between Subaru and Seishrio that never actually happened in canon. I hope you enjoy it. Merry Christmas

I don't know where this is headed. Maybe it will all work out in the end, but most likely our paths will never intersect in such a way... One can hope though. [Sakurazuka Seishiro x Sumeragi Subaru]

Sequel to Advocate. Seishirou and Subaru thought getting together was hard enough. Six months later, they have to deal with angry relatives, juggling their jobs, maintaining some level of peace between them, Hokuto's upcoming wedding, and now, an old and forgotten enemy that threatens to destroy them both.

AU. Five years after the end of the Bet Subaru meets Seishirou again in the most unexpected and weird circumstances, that force him to interact with Seishirou closer than he expected.

Subaru, un enfant de huit ans, est déguisé pour le carnaval.

Seishirou watched Subaru-kun. And saw a little more than a doll that belonged to him and him alone. Spoilers for Vol 7.

Teeeeensy little drabble, written on a fluffy whim. Not intended to be overly IC, just making all my bad feels go away after rereading Tokyo Babylon!

drabbles:: 1ère vignette : un arbre aux fleurs splendides poursuit continuellement Subaru. 2e: pour Seishiro, un jeu où tous les coups sont permis. 3e: juste une goutte de sang. 4e: le pour et le contre de perdre un pari. MàJ, 5e: le prix d'un oeil. ::indices Sei/Sub::

Hokuto comes in her brother's robes, wearing her brother's face. They fit her perfectly—she is his reflection, after all. / Hokuto and Seishirou, that day under the sakura.

Quand les lumières de la nuit remplacent les véritables étoiles... Tokyo est une ville si jolie, et si cruelle ! ::minific, gen::

Mini drabble débile sur le thème "Tu seras un homme ma fille"

Sometimes, Hokuto was simply insufferable. Although it probably had seemed harmless at the time to swipe his glasses off his face and put them on Subaru. The problem: they were fakes.

Thoughts are almost always fleeting, but that does not obscure their clarity. Set during ch.11. Hokuto-centric.

"What if" are said to be the saddest words in the English language. This explores a "what if", what if Subaru stood up for himself a little more in Volume 7? Co-written with The Philosopher's Queen. SeixSub.

Seishirou is sent back into the past by Hokuto after he forces Subaru to kill him on Rainbow Bridge. The assassin, however, will be playing the elder Sumeragi twin's new game his own way, leaving a confused Subaru in the middle.

Nandaro's POV through the events of Tokyo Babylon and end of X/1999. The name of Subaru's shiki is stolen from shoten.

Oneshot! Locked on the Tokyo Tower Special Observation Deck for the evening, Subaru and Seishiro have a moment all to themselves. Fluffyness for unknownusername.

Sakura-tree/Seishirou. Set before Tokyo Babylon time, after making the Bet. Sakura plays with her Sakurazukamori. NC-17 for adult content and dendrophilia.

An exercise in how everything would change, and yet stay the same with a slight twisting of the world. SeishirouxSubaru

Little stories about Tokyo and their inhabitants.

Not all ghosts were angry, some just wanted to try and make things better however they could.