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oo2 | voice/action.

[Nezumi had been mallynapped and that was kind of a dent to his pride. It was better left unknown what happened for his own sake and he'd come back a week ago, pretty banged up. But thanks to his pride, he'd hidden off somewhere. It wasn't anything life-threatening so he really hadn't needed anybody.

But now he's back and he needs to keep busy. He figures he'll read and now he's curious. Talking to people is a pain, but...]

Lucetians, a moment of your time. [He sounds pleasant for once. You catch more flies with honey and all.] What are your classics? By this question, I mean in literature. [Maybe this is too hard a question for some of the people here. Sorry, Luceti, he isn't very impressed with half of you.] Or just tell me a good novel from your world.

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[Hey honey, I'm home. And he's going to act like he didn't disappear and just make his way to his room. Not saying a single word. He looks fine anyway.]

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[With everything that has gone on since he's arrived to this world, he's about to take it out on Sion. He grabs his chin and makes him look at him.]

You're so weak. [And yet he's not. Nezumi knows everything that he's capable of and just how strong he is. Nezumi's eyes scan Sion's face and then he let's go, wishing he could go back home. He's not near Sion and no, he doesn't want to be near him but it's complicated.

He makes his voice sound more calm.] And you're being overemotional. You're tired. Next you'll be crying about your mama.

[Sion has no energy to fight back. His mind isn't awake enough to tell him to argue and try to make Nezumi see that he isn't weak, that he isn't being overemotional. He has every right and every reason to be upset like this.

His head just drops the moment Nezumi let's go, like he was relying on the other to hold it up for him. Like his neck just doesn't want to hold it up any longer. The tears begin to fall from his eyes and drip onto the floor.]

No...

[He knows Sion is crying and he walks away for a moment, getting something to wipe his tears away when he comes back. Nezumi actually does wipe his tears away as he frowns.]

Stop it. I'm not gone and you're acting more dumb than usual.

[He pulls his hand away and tries to lead Sion to his room. Honestly if he didn't think that Sion was probably going to start bawling or something dumb, he'd just push him down the hall.]

Sleep.

[Sion doesn't say anything at first, instead he just let's Nezumi wipe away the last of his tears and stares right at Nezumi's gray eyes with his own tired, red ones. He missed being able to look at his eyes. Does it that seem silly?

Letting Nezumi just lead him down the hallway, Sion follows, not really thinking about what's going on. His mind is too stuck on other things...or rather nothing. Being tired takes it's toll on you. But before they reach his room, he speaks up quietly]

Nezumi...?

[If Nezumi knew he was thinking that? Yes, he'd say that's very silly. And dumb. But this is Sion and he's used to him and his weird obsession with his eyes.

He turns to him, leaning against his doorway as he looks at Sion.]

What?

[Sion takes a step closer to Nezumi (probably popping his bubble space while doing so but it's not like Sion cares), leans up a little and places a very gentle kiss on his cheek. It doesn't last but more than a second before he leans away and gives the other a tired but sweet smile.]

Welcome home. I'm glad you're back.

[Nezumi was almost worried he was going to kiss him on the lips, but even on the cheek is bad enough. It takes all his willpower to not touch the spot he felt Sion's lips.]

Stop acting so sentimental. I wasn't gone for long.

[His voice sounds pretty cold and he wants to turn his head away, but that'd show some agitation so he makes sure he keeps looking at Sion even though it doesn't matter. Sion's too tired to probably think about anything he does and analyze it for weaknesses.

There's also the fact that Sion's never done that, but old habits die hard.]

[No, Sion catches the agitation in his voice. He's tired as hell but that doesn't mean he isn't listening. Was Nezumi always this angry with him? Does he really not want to be back here? No, he doesn't. Nezumi doesn't want to be around Sion.

His smile fades and he looks into his room, not really looking at anything. Just... staring.] It was longer than you think. [And so he'll brush past Nezumi and walk into his room, shedding his jacket to hang it up in his closet]

[He doesn't, but it's not so easy or simple as he just doesn't want to be around Sion.

He can see that Sion's upset, but then again Sion's always been easy for him to read. He keeps his face where it was, now that Sion's walked into his room this is a turned face.] No, it wasn't long. There are a lot longer times to wait, Sion. Learn that. [People die and Nezumi already knows that he'll make Sion wait a lot longer than just two weeks before he comes back when they return home.]

[There was no need to learn that as Sion already knew that. He waited four years to see Nezumi again. It's just different now that he has him again. He doesn't want to lose him a second time, he doesn't want to be without him. Two weeks of not knowing where he is, what's happening to him, if he's hurt or not... it's too long.

Far too long.

He sighs a little, closing the door to his closet, gripping the knob on it with the little strength he has] So if I disappeared in this place... [Shaking his head, stopping there.] It just felt far too long to me, Nezumi. Longer than it actually was.

[It's a good thing then that Nezumi doesn't plan on telling him what happened and how he was mallynapped. Ever.

He knows what Sion wanted to ask, but since he doesn't finish the question Nezumi doesn't bother with it.] That's the thing about not sleeping, it makes days seem longer.

[Sion will know somehow, someway. Don't doubt this kid.]

So does worrying non-stop. Not knowing what's happening to you... where you are... it makes every second seem like an hour.

[Nezumi doesn't look at Sion as he speaks.]

Don't worry about me. My things weren't gone so I hadn't been sent back home. [He goes silent for a moment before continuing.] I'll always come back.

[Sion pauses for a moment to look at Nezumi. That last comment...

He just smiles] And I'll always be waiting for your return.

[Things are getting sappy. Nezumi doesn't like sappy.]

You'll be passed out by the time I return. Take care of yourself.

No, I'll be awake. I know how many hours of sleep it takes to recharge my body and mind enough to think and move about without any problems.

[He makes sure to know this stuff]

I can tell by the bags under your eyes.

[It's still not healthy to be that way. Honestly this is Nezumi showing a little concern.]

[Smiling sheepishly at that]

Well I didn't sleep well last night. That's why I appear to be so tired.

[He gives him a look that shows he isn't buying a single thing he says. Okay, Sion. Right. But he doesn't say anything and just turns his head. He'll be here until Sion goes to bed.]

[Sion just smiles sheepishly to himself as he takes off his sweater, folding it neatly to put it on the foot of his bed then plops down on the bed with a yawn]

Do you want me to make you something to eat before I take a short rest? Are you famished at all?

[He looks at him in disbelief.]

Are you...? [Nezumi doesn't finish that sentence. He knows Sion is serious. He shakes his head.]

Your concern is touching, m'dear, but we do not want a fire from your exhaustion. I am sure I can cook something for myself.

[Sion only laughs]

I can cook just fine, even in this state. I would have starved myself by now if I couldn't.

Your mother's a baker. I'd hope you'd be able to cook. But just sleep. I can take care of myself so you take care of yourself.

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