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The two met in ‘their’ place.

Beneath a tree of enchanted wood, it’s leaves swelled with the life-energy of the mysterious world around them.

After becoming Saya’s guardian, Kaede...or, ‘Ecannus’, as he was known to the people of this world...had been seeing his love less.

Far less.

Karos had his own missions, after all. He was a warrior, a being who would travel wherever he was needed to help establish balance and peace.

A mission the pair once did together, he now did alone.

Ecannus could sense his hurt--his loneliness.

He could feel a wall had been built, not in anger, but in defense. What else could Karos do to protect himself from his darkening thoughts?

The thoughts they shared, like twin minds...connected, feeding into each other. A place where no secrets could be kept...or at least...hadn’t been kept.

Where there had once been an unyielding stream of shared consciousness, now stood that dreaded wall. 

‘Why...?’

He didn’t need to use his voice, Karos would simply hear. 

He didn’t need to specify, Karos would simply know.

The blonde’s face remained aloof, his features stern, drawn across angular cheek bones and vivid, pale eyes.

‘...because skin bleeds, Ecannus. Even for us.’

The dark male stared, his brows drawn. He scanned ‘their’ mind, seeking what those words meant...and found for the first time...he didn’t know.

Karos didn’t want him to.

He swallowed, unwilling to admit this defeat. Before he could say anything else, Karos spoke, his tenor harsher than usual.

‘I’m going to incarnate on Earth. That world will be absorbing your attention for some time...so I shall become part of it.’

The black haired man blinked, as if he’d misheard him.

‘You’re going to become human...?’ 

He said, a sinking feeling in his heart. He hesitated before warning,

 ‘...They experience great pain, Karos.’

‘...There is greater.’

Karos continued to stare impassively, his arms drawn over his chest, an aura of determination radiating off of him.

Not even the wall he’d built could stop Ecannus from sensing that there would be no changing his mind.

Karos...living life as a human...

While Ecannus himself remained something else entirely...

Finding each other would be harder. Understanding each other would be harder.

Being able to be truthful would be harder.

His survival would be...

The dark skinned being couldn’t comprehend why Karos was suddenly so driven to do this. He spoke on the only feeling he had,

‘...Even if...my focus is on Earth, for now...this world lies between it and many others. We can meet here, Karos. Like we always have.’

An eerie wind kicked up around them, the runes carved into the bark glowing pale against the bleak, dreary, sky over head.

Ecannus looked around, tense, his black tendrils of hair being tossed in the chilling breeze.  

He turned back to see nothing except dangling leaves where Karos had been.

The feint, warm hum of another mind existing along side his own, faded...as slowly as the air took to calm.

And for the first time in decades, he knew...

During a quiet day at home, Saya enjoys reading both shounen and shoujo ai manga. Today, it’s the latter.

Her current favorite is Citrus, and...well...it isn’t long before things get steamy.

Saya: “Yes, Mei-senpai...yes...kyah~”

Intimate scenes weren’t something the brunette was usually shy about. But this time around...something had changed for her.

This was the first time she was reading a girl-girl romance novel while also having a crush of her own.

And that seemed to change everything.

Saya: “Mei has dark hair and a calm personality...Yoko does as well.”

Yes. Yes she did. And it took Saya’s brain exactly 0.24 seconds to piece together a way to translate that.

An empty classroom...

Just the two of them...

Feelings running high...!

Yoko: “Huhuh...Saya~ Don’t get too wild, now. The students won’t be gone much longer.”

Saya: “I locked the door. I cannot resist you any longer--my love for you is over 9000!”

Yoko: “A-Ah~! But...!”

Saya: “Shh...you have nothing to fear, darling. Trust me. Let us entangle our limbs in a passionate caress...!

Yoko: “S-Saya-chan... I’m all yours.” ♡

-BAM BAM BAM-

A loud series of knocks thundered at her bedroom door, but the girl was too distracted to notice.

Even when her good friend, Chantal Aizawa, burst inside, Saya didn’t blink. She continued to stare at nothing, drooling a little.

Chanty: “Oi! OI! SAYA-CHAAAAAAAN! Are you even alive?!”

Saya: “.....” “.....” 

Hand waving. Jumping up and down on her lap. Setting off a fire alarm. Wrestling with Saya’s pet cat on the floor in front of her...

Nope. 

None if it worked.

All she got were occasional squeaks of ‘kyah!’.

Chantal, pouting, couldn’t even begin to imagine what was going on inside that ‘freak brain’ as she called it.

But Saya...she could see it all too well.

This year, Saya plays secret Santa and drops off gifts at her loved one’s homes~  ♡ Rather than cookies and milk...someone left her pretty roses...and wine?! 

Saya: “But I don’t drink...”

Saya: “Hn...I wonder how it tastes...?

She tries 1 sip, not expecting the drink to actually be white grape sparkling water, one of her favorite drinks.

‘Santa’ happily gulps up the rest and leaves with a bounce in her step. It isn’t until morning that she wonders with embarrassment;

Saya: “Wait...that was Jurou’s house...”

Saya: “But how did he know I would be there???”

Unknown something: -licks- -licks- -liiiiiiiiiiiiicks-

Unknown something: “Gurdffe sdaubewlspppsfg~  ♡

The girl’s blood goes cold...because she recognized that sound.

That strange, undecipherable sound.

Jurou had apparently sent one of the yokai to watch over her during her nightly rounds...and...it had yet to leave.

Yokai umbrella: “Ffefffffffe gluuuuuuuuuuuul burfinfloop!”

Saya: “E..Eh...EH....EC...ECANNUS!!!! HELP!”

Saya training hard to master her dark abilities~  ♡

Jurou comes home with some take out food one day...~

He’s starving, so his guard is down. But when living in a house of yokai, it’s important to NEVER let your guard down. Or else...this happens. 

Yokai comb: “Guuuu raffffgul!” -taps the side of Ju’s head-

Jurou: -shoves rice in a bowl- 

Jurou: “C’mon...damn, why the hell can’t I have 8 arms?!”

Yokai tea pot: “Flup gwapfulen!” -hovers over his head-

Jurou: -stuffs mouth with piece of shrimp- -doesn’t notice a thing- -eats like an animal-

Yokai comb and tea pot: -look at each other- -nods-

“GUUURAWPFLUFFAFIN!!!!!” 

Yokai comb and tea pot: -swarms the take out-

Jurou: “FE FUH?! FEH FEH FUH OFF FU FUFIING FAFFHOLES!”

Jurou: “FU FAN!!!! FET FOR FUFING FOKAI FEFORE I FE YOU!”

Yu Yan answers the call swiftly--so fast that the blinds over the windows blow and the floor shakes.

He draws one of his Genji blades, his eyes on fire. 

Yu Yan: “DON’T. BE. TOUCHIN’. MY. FOOD!!!!” 

-A yokai umbrella and ancient scroll appear-

Yokai scroll: “RUFDN GLUP?!”

Yu Yan: “OR WHAT? OH I’LL TELL YOU WHAT! GET OVER HERE!!”

Jurou speeds up his eating, smacking down more yokai as they try to get to his bowl. 

For a few minutes they’re fighting together, back to back, guarding the take out with their lives.

Until Jurou looks over his shoulder and mentions, “Oi. But this isn’t your food though. Just...you know...so we’re on the same page.”

The demon freezes in place. His golden eyes become dead pan as he looks from the food to Jurou’s face, as if he’d just been betrayed.

Yu Yan: “Huh. I see. Well, then, no point in wasting my time...~”

The red head walks away with a shit-eating grin as he thumbs over his shoulder. He regards his yokai. “Get ‘em, boys. And girl comb.”

Small yokai army: “RDUWFLLLLPSSSSTF!”

Left alone, Jurou could only stare at the demon’s retrating back, rage bubbling beneath the surface of his skin.

Yu Yan had no idea...the being he’d left behind...would crave revenge.

And revenge he would have.

The Aizawa siblings back when they lived in Neo Tokyo~ 

Chanty isn’t a particularly great cook, but there is 1 dish she nails every time--her Super Succulent Seared Steak and Gravy. It’s an original recipe she invented using what ingredients they could most commonly get their hands on...and it’s to die for.

It’s a piece of her past she unconsciously keeps with her, because it’s Jurou’s favorite dinner. Twice a year, Chanty tries to re-create it as close as she can by browsing for similar seasonings in Osaka’s food marts. 

This time around, Saya tagged along with her!

Chanty: -bent over, furiously tossing containers over her shoulder- “No. Nah. Nuh-uh. Not this one, either...”

Saya: -Barely dodging them- “Y-You’ve gone through almost every ingredient in 3 different stores--what are you looking for, exactly?”

Chanty: “I dunno, but...I’m getting close. If I mix THIS with THAT...~! It’s weird, but...I’ll know it when I taste it!”

Saya: “But you have to buy them fir--!”

Chanty: -Pops open the lids of 4 different spices and pours them in her mouth-

Saya:  Σ(°ロ°) “KYAAAAH!”

Chanty: -smacks lips- “Hmm...no, not that one. But maybe this~! Huhuhuh...!”

Saya: “But...your...taste buds...Aren’t they suffering?!”

Chanty: -still digging madly- “Yep.”

Saya: “Eh....?”

After another hour of...’taste testing’, Chantal had finally found a combination that sang true to her memory.

Later, when Jurou comes home from an annoying day at work and school, he has this waiting for him.

Characters Featured

Saya Serizawa / the pitcher

Enari Ishida / the batter