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WHO:

violentsoftie,

lovemedangit, and probably at some point

insourarmor
WHERE: wherever ~~the wind blows~~ Mytho teleports.
WHEN: Shortly after this comm post.
WARNINGS: nope
SUMMARY: Hiei makes a deal with Fakir and goes out to find the mysteriously missing Mytho! Alliteration.
FORMAT: Hooooow about some paragraph at least to start.

It was easy enough to feel out Mytho with the Jagan eye, Hiei found, since he had spent time around the boy before. Now it was just a matter of following the "signal" and taking him to Fakir. So he did so, dancing in and out of shadow as he moved quickly enough to be a blur to the sharpest of eyes.

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Mytho made no moves to take it, continuing to scratch at his wrist in an almost distracted way. "You'll die again if you go back... and leave me alone like you did before..."

"You're wrong," Fakir said a little too forcefully as he grabbed Mytho's wrist, pulling him forward. "I won't leave you alone. You said it yourself, I'm not the same as the knight in the story. It doesn't have to be the same."

'Be ready to grab him if he runs.'

Mytho startled slightly, looking at Fakir with very wide eyes that still didn't seem to focus.

"Come on," Fakir said, repressing a shudder as he tugged Mytho's hand. "Everyone's worried."

"Everybody...?" Mytho said with that same small, disturbed laugh. "No one's here but you and Krahe...."

"Ben is worried," Fakir spat. "So are Ken, and Ryan, and all the others." He pulled at Mytho's hand again, trying to lead him across the street. "I'm upset that Duck is gone, too. But she wouldn't want you out on your own, either, not like this."

"What would she care...? She vanished even with out speaking of her love..." Mytho shifted to scratching at his arm above where Fakir held him. "Without Tutu... what can any of you do?"

Fakir swatted the scratching hand away. "I don't know. I don't know what we can do, but there must be something."

Mytho shook his head. "Tutu abandoned me again... and my heart isn't here... There's nothing any one can do... This is where the story ends, Fakir... My heart is being eaten by the Raven's blood..."

That was enough. Fakir had no answers, and couldn't stand to hear any more, so he scowled and gave Mytho's arm a sharp tug, setting off to haul him across the street.

Mytho's reaction was unexpectedly violent as he yanked his hand free of Fakir's, giving a screech that sounded... eerily like a bird as the feathers swirled around him.

In a moment, he was gone.

Hiei huffed a sigh from his position on the street where he had no doubt become invisible for the past few minutes.

"Well done, guardian." The sarcasm, while hard to read in Hiei's deadpan of the mind, was there nonetheless.

Something under the white headband on his forehead flashed blue as Hiei turned away. "Wait here. I'll fetch him."

Fakir offered no words in his defense, verbal or otherwise, simply standing in place with a rather miserable expression.

Hiei disappeared, or at least seemed to, leaping up into nothing as he went in search of Mytho yet again.

He followed the path the Jagan laid out for him, efficient as ever.

Mytho hadn't gone far, just back to the park, curled up under a tree, entire body shaking.

When Hiei found him this time, he didn't bother with the slow and gentle approach.

"Mytho," he said as he came to hover over him, "Enough. It's time to go inside."

Mytho looked up for the barest moment before again the black feathers enveloped him and he was gone.

Father this time, the other side of the park, up in a tree.

And in short order Hiei was there as well, on an adjacent branch, looking far from amused.

With a bit of a panicked sound, Mytho again vanished, this time appearing at a different park, huddled under a playground slide.

It took Hiei longer to get to him, because he was farther away, but in a matter of minutes he arrived at the playground and shortly after that found Mytho's hiding place.

"I said, enough."

Again, Mytho teleported away in a panic, to yet another park, much farther away.

He staggered slightly as the feathers faded away, clutching at his heart. It hurt... it hurt, it hurt....

Hiei huffed in annoyance as he set off yet again in search of Mytho.

It took longer, certainly--more than five minutes, less than ten--but still no considerable time had passed before Hiei approached Mytho.

Mytho had started near drunkenly lurching away, aimless and teetering, almost as if he was barely clinging to consciousness.

Hiei approached him, one arm out in case he keeled over. He certainly looked capable of it.

"Mytho."

Almost as in response to his name, the white haired prince stumbled and started to fall.