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Send my muse three names, and they’ll have to choose who to “Marry”,“Fuck"or “Kill”.

[Images spinning in every direction, some familiar and some barely recognizable. He could almost reach them, but they taunted him by staying just out of reach.Then a switch was flipped, and every single image barreled into him mercilessly. Now, he could delve into any picture he wished, even ones he wanted nothing to do with. He could tell what these were now, they were his memories, taken from him but now returned. His mom, his teammates, his ambitions, his wrongdoings, his mistakes, they all flooded him at once, trying to get his attention. Too many. He remembered, but he was drowning.

With a jolt, Fudou sat up from his sleeping position on the couch, a bead of sweat running from his temple down to his cheek. He looked around for a moment before finding his cell phone, flipping it open to gauge the time. 3am. The boy sighed, agitated.

As the midfielder took in his surroundings he noticed two things: he wasn’t in his usual shack, and for the first time in over a week, he didn’t wake up with his head pounding horribly. After a moment, he remembered why he was sleeping on a couch, he was crashing at Kidou’s place… He turned to the form of a sleeping boy across the small room, his brows furrowing. Oh hell no.

Fudou rose from the couch in a dangerous temper, quickly making his way over to the bed and punting his friend off the sheets with as much force in his foot that he would put into a shoot hissatsu.]

Wake up, Sakuma!

When Godric got out of the car, his stress level had reached a high point. Not quite as high as it had been before but close. And that only because his little baby was hurt.

Opening the back door of the car, Godric let out a soft purring noise to calm Zeus down, his fingers stroking over his fur. "Sh, it is alright", he said, carefully placing a cold hand on the tiger's injured leg. "I know it seems I can fix anything but I cannot. Your bones nee to be set right again and I cannot do that."

With another soft purr he leaned down, rubbing his nose against Zeus' cheek, "Sh, just be patient a little bit longer."

As the pull from the sun lifted, Godric slowly opened his eyes. The room was dark, but not too dark. So when he sat up, he could see everything around him. Including the very naked very beautiful man next to him.

A smile came to his lips as he flopped back down and turned on his side, facing Radulph. For a moment he watched him, fascinated by his face even after all this time, before he reached out and trailed his fingers down the other's chest. Just very light touches, not disturb but to sooth.

Godric's fingers reached his child's navel and then Godric leaned over the other, his elbow holding him over the long body. Very slowly his fingers trailed back until they reached Radulph's jaw, turning his face a little so Godric could place a kiss on his lips.

It hadn't been exactly easy the past months. More of a struggle to feed, sleep and not think too hard. Because in the end, that would only destroy him even more. What he chose to do was simple: Find Nora, be with her. Because he couldn't stand to be around Eric, not after what had happened.

Still, he wanted to go back to Bon Temps. And the reason was Sookie. He would've stayed away longer, but once he realized how long he had gone and that his best friend now should have had her babies, Godric had to go back. Even if it meant being close to Bill and Jessica. That wasn't important. Also, rather childish of him to think that he couldn't do it. Because he could, he was a good vampire. Nora and Salome made sure he knew that before returning, making him promise to call if anything happened at all.

And then he was there. Almost absently his gaze ran over the mansion in the distance, but that wasn't where he was headed. He could smell children, he could hear them. And he could hear Sookie.

Slowly he approached the house, knocking on the door softly. Sookie told him to only come back when he 'got his shit together' and well... here he was. Good as new - he hoped.