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string_theory2015-01-12 07:50 pm
wheet_whoo) wrote in string_theory2015-01-12 07:50 pm
I've been waiting here my whole damn life
Fai knew, immediately, that things had gone wrong.
He wasn't with the others. In fact, he couldn't see anyone. Or much of anything. Snow whipped around, filling the air, restricting the wizards already limited vision. Although Fai was use to cold, he wasn't prepared for it right now. Luckily the last world's fashion had lent to layers, and a few heavy ones. He wasn't going to be comfortable, but he wouldn't be in danger, either.
Taking a few steps carefully forward, he squinted against the wind, trying to see. There was something just ahead, a shadow behind the snow, and if the snow just-
-he felt his heart drop. He knew that shape. He'd only truly seen it twice, once coming and once going.
Dropping to his knees, he wished the snow would pick back up, would take it away...but it didn't. It cleared suddenly, becoming that perfect small, crisp space only found in the snow, in the quiet after a storm.
And that was when he heard the crying.
"Fai..." Moving forward, he struggled against the snow, too many thoughts suddenly becoming a deafing din as he ran towards the tower. "FAI!"
He wasn't with the others. In fact, he couldn't see anyone. Or much of anything. Snow whipped around, filling the air, restricting the wizards already limited vision. Although Fai was use to cold, he wasn't prepared for it right now. Luckily the last world's fashion had lent to layers, and a few heavy ones. He wasn't going to be comfortable, but he wouldn't be in danger, either.
Taking a few steps carefully forward, he squinted against the wind, trying to see. There was something just ahead, a shadow behind the snow, and if the snow just-
-he felt his heart drop. He knew that shape. He'd only truly seen it twice, once coming and once going.
Dropping to his knees, he wished the snow would pick back up, would take it away...but it didn't. It cleared suddenly, becoming that perfect small, crisp space only found in the snow, in the quiet after a storm.
And that was when he heard the crying.
"Fai..." Moving forward, he struggled against the snow, too many thoughts suddenly becoming a deafing din as he ran towards the tower. "FAI!"
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Away from here. Fai (Yuui? That name didn't seem his own anymore, but this would be a strange adjustment) didn't think he could find his way back to his friends on his own, even if he did want to go to them. And he wasn't sure what kind of price he would need to pay, to bring Fai with him, to keep him safe.
There would be a price, no matter what, but right now the Time-Witches shop seemed the only safe choice. He had a feeling she would know what was going on anyway.
Closing his eyes, he let out a soft, slow whistle, building the magic around them. It took a lot, sucking it out of him, weaving the spell around them.
Suddenly the wind stopped. The cold dropped away, replace my a late, warm summer after noon, one that fall could just be felt in. He heard a cry of surprise and a gentle stampeded of little feet, before the two shop guardians burst up in front of them.
"Welcome~♥!"
"Welcome~♥!"
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Color came back into the world in a rush of heat and noise. And it was terrifying. Fai pulled his feet away from the sudden cacophony of welcomes and held onto Yuui's neck as if doing so would save him from having to do something even worse. Like maybe talk to them.
Have you ever seen eyes this big, Yuui? It may be that Fai is a little startled.
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"Welcome back, Mr. Flourite. I didn't expect you back so soon."
Except of course she did. And her face said as much, as she sat up to welcome them.
"And hello, Fai." She said softly, her attention turning to the small boy in his arms.
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Long, cat-lazy Yuuko, who looked at him out of a cloud of smoke with eyes and smiled. He had no idea what she meant by it, and tensed, gaping, as if she would bite. Yuui would know. Yuui would never mislead him.
"H...hello," he tried, glancing up at Yuui for confirmation. This person was safe? "I'm Fai."
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"My name sake." He said quickly, as she arched a brow at him. He was never quite sure what the Time-Witch knew, and what she didn't, but it seemed easier to just smooth over that one.
"Well, Fai." She stood, walking over to them with languid movement, and it would make a much more intimidating picture if he had also seen her pouting at them for chocolates not too long ago. "Would you like to stay here, with your brother?"
He felt a finger of ice going down his spine at the question, aimed not at him, but as the child in his arms.
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"I will never let anyone separate us again."
His voice had grown weak, in their imprisonment, his power bent and his spirit broken, but Fai's will had never faltered. He had the strength to rival life itself, and his hands had held onto the bars of his cell until ice-burn had peeled away the skin. It would take more than magic to loosen the grip he had on his twin, now that Yuui could once again be reached.
Yes, he was afraid of Yuuko-- but no fear could defeat that which defied even the fear of death; his love, for the man who had called himself Fluorite.
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"Well, it'll cost you. You have to pay a price."
He tried to catch her eyes, but she wouldn't look at him. When he opened his mouth to offer to pay, however, she lifted a finger in silence.
"He had to pay. Not you." She said softly.
It wasn't possible to hold Fai tighter, not without leaving bruises, or, as fragile as he was, worse. He knew the price had to be fair, and, if Yuuko was silencing it, obviously something the smaller Fai had to pay.
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The desperation in Fai's grip was an echo of Yuui's. He had been ready to die, but now hope had told him a story about a future where they could live on, together, and it seemed unjust beyond comprehension that only now would it all be truly taken away.
"What is the price?"
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Fai starts at the price, because there's no way that could be fair. Yuuko's eyes slide away again, when he tried to meet them, and she keeps her attention focused on the boy in his arms.
What was this? That was more reward than price. There had to be something unknown, and although he was no where near as untrusting of the witch as, say, Kurogane, he still felt that turning feeling.
But he had to leave this between them.
sorry, this one's a little short
"What?" How could anyone want his-- their bad luck? The misfortune associated with their birth had toppled a dynasty and driven a nation to suicide, "Why?"
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Was it really of use to her? Fai had a bit more of a grasp of the ways something like that could be useful to her, buthe still wasn't sure.
There could be some catch here, couldn't there? But she was always, if nothing, fair.
Then why was she offering such a slanted deal?
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But still, with magic it was possible. Perhaps she did. Perhaps she had some real use for it. Did it matter? Did he care?
"If you take away th-the curse. Then you'll give me... the ability to stay together with Yuui?" He looked up at that, at the solemn, beautiful face of his twin-now-grown, "For as long as we want to be?"
He was still so strange, the echoes of familiar. As the influence of the Tower's muffling effects had fallen away, Fai's certainty that this was his twin had only grown. Yuui's magic was powerful, but no one else could have both power and the feel of his brother's aura. It was like a warm shaft of sunlight, like the hand that fit so perfectly in his own. It was safety and sanity, hope and home rolled into one sensation that curled around him as surely as the very physical arms around him. Yuui. He was so beautiful.
"Yes. Take it away. I accept."
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For that, clearly, it must have some actual worth to her. That was far too much to give away (not just give away, taking away Fai's bad luck was also another reward) and Fai felt more comfortable with the transaction, at least on some level.
Still, he held his breath as the Witch did her magic. The sensation was strange, again, as the magic flowed over him, similar, but somehow deeply different.
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Truly, he couldn't find it in him to do much of anything beyond stammering out a shocked gratitude to the Space-Time Witch. Perhaps it was the Witch's spell, or perhaps the loss of their mutual misfortune had taken the last of his waning energy reserves with it, but the long-delayed exhaustion finally swept in. He felt heavy, heavier than anyone had a right to be, and between the soft fur bordering Yuui's cloak and the excitement of the Day, Fai could no more keep his head up than fly.
"I'm so tired, Yuui," Fai whispered. Once you closed your eyes, and given in to the weariness, it was so hard to justify opening them again, "Please. Don't disappear."
It would be, after all, just his luck to wake up, and find that this had all been a dream.
that was not the right journal.
Yuuko moved silently to the door, knowing she was seeing a family moment where she didn't belong.
"Two doors down on the right will be your room. There should be clothes laid out, and the girls will bring some clothes later." And then she was gone.
It was strange to be left alone in a place like this, and Fai appreciated the trust, immensely. He would hardly trust himself this much.
Then again, he probably was over estimating the trust.
Shifting Fai against him, he pushed open the door (she had left it ajar) and moved to their room. It was open and airy, but simple compared to the rest of the shop he had seen. Laying Fai down, he let out a soft whistle to be sure his brother wouldn't be disturbed in a much earned sleep, and explored the room, before slipping out to find this world's Makona.
He should probably figure out what was going on with his companions.