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A little drabble for you all.
Title: Where you Belong
Characters: Yozak, Conrad, Gwendal, (Dan Hiri mentioned)
Rating: PG
Category: General
Summary: Quick drabble. Little Yozak finds his place in the world.
The young red-head is pretty sure that a town this big can’t exist. The only places he’s ever seen are the sad little villages where half-breeds like himself struggle to stay alive. He blinks a couple of times to see if he’s hallucinating, but the roar of the crowd and the towering walls of Blood Pledge Castle remain unfazed. The grey hair of the man who brought him here is no longer visible, lost in the mass of bobbing heads. He stares in awe, stupefied, until the realization that he is very, very alone hits him and he panics. The half-Mazoku looks around wildly, searching for any sign of the man whose become a familiar figure to him since Dan Hiri’s final fight. A light tap on his shoulder makes him jump, but as soon as he hears the warm laughter that follows, he is reassured.
“Have you finally come to visit me?” The brunette smiles at him.
Yozak nods and nothing more needs to be said. The boy grabs him by the hand and gently pulls him through the crowd to a carriage where the older Mazoku waits with an irritated scowl.
Watching the back of the boy in front of him, and feeling the warmth of the tiny hand against his, calluses rubbing together like sand paper, he is overcome with calm, and just for a moment, understands that he's found his place.
Title: Where you Belong
Characters: Yozak, Conrad, Gwendal, (Dan Hiri mentioned)
Rating: PG
Category: General
Summary: Quick drabble. Little Yozak finds his place in the world.
The young red-head is pretty sure that a town this big can’t exist. The only places he’s ever seen are the sad little villages where half-breeds like himself struggle to stay alive. He blinks a couple of times to see if he’s hallucinating, but the roar of the crowd and the towering walls of Blood Pledge Castle remain unfazed. The grey hair of the man who brought him here is no longer visible, lost in the mass of bobbing heads. He stares in awe, stupefied, until the realization that he is very, very alone hits him and he panics. The half-Mazoku looks around wildly, searching for any sign of the man whose become a familiar figure to him since Dan Hiri’s final fight. A light tap on his shoulder makes him jump, but as soon as he hears the warm laughter that follows, he is reassured.
“Have you finally come to visit me?” The brunette smiles at him.
Yozak nods and nothing more needs to be said. The boy grabs him by the hand and gently pulls him through the crowd to a carriage where the older Mazoku waits with an irritated scowl.
Watching the back of the boy in front of him, and feeling the warmth of the tiny hand against his, calluses rubbing together like sand paper, he is overcome with calm, and just for a moment, understands that he's found his place.