Edward Picks Nanami up, place him at a sofa inside Edward's own apartment. Congratulations, you are now kidnapped. "Next time, dont sleep on the sidewalk."
The star curse had appeared again.
This time, rather than appearing on his tongue, it appeared on the back of his hand.
He recognized what was happening almost immediately. The regular flow of cursed energy had been disrupted. He couldn't feel it circulating in his system.
This was. Not good at all.
A suppression of energy he could deal with. He could...
He blinked again, and seconds had passed. No. No, this was different. This was not just a suppression. His muscles twitched against his will, his thumb hitting the lock screen on his phone. Alright. This was a weakness curse of some kind. That meant he had a limited time before he could pass out.
On his phone contacts, he hit his favorites. His vision started to blur. People bumped into him on the sidewalk, some giving annoyed glances. Alphabetically, Fushiguro was at the top. He hit the boy's icon, and decided against it. He didn't want to ask the teenager to drop everything and help him. That hesitation was about two seconds too much, however.
Nanami's eyes rolled back, and he dropped to the ground.
Hours later, he awoke in an unfamiliar place. An unfamiliar ceiling. For a half of a second, he thought he was in another hotel room, after being sent out on a Grade 1 mission.
The unfamiliar voice spoke.
Nanami hissed between his teeth, still feeling the restriction on his energy. He sat up, and held his head in his hands.
"If you have any ill intentions, let me go, and nobody has to get hurt." He said, tersely.
He really wasn't in the mood to die a second time.
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