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It's been too long. He's been gone far too long. Three years is like nothing when he's been alive for centuries past counting. Really, being away that long shouldn't have even fazed him at this point. He had places to go, people to see, countries to visit... He would've loved it before. Seeing new things everywhere he went. Maybe he was too busy for his tastes, but he managed well enough.
And when he walks the halls of the palace, he knows who he's looking for. He says hello to everyone, but he lights up when he sees a head of bright blonde hair sitting, bent over a book, sitting on the bed he last saw her on, those three years ago. He knocks with a smile.
She drops her book in surprise when she sees who it is. She's shocked. He laughs as he crosses the room to pull her into his arms. Her grip on him is much tighter than he expected it to be. But three years to Fuu is still a long time. He wants to ask her everything. How she's been, what she's been doing. He wants to tell her everything about where he's been and what he's done.
But he falls silent at a pair of bright green eyes peeking out from one of the blankets. His stomach seems to disappear and his voice fails him. He knows those eyes.
"Who...?"
Fuu breaks away from him to push the blanket away from the eyes, revealing a head of aqua green hair. It seems to belong to a little girl who immediately hides behind Fuu's skirts. "This... this is Anemone."
"She's...?" He can't seem to form words.
Fuu smiles, but he notices the red that brushes her cheeks when she nods. He doesn't know how to feel.
He's only been gone three years, and this little girl must be two years old. Every possible situation goes through his mind and he feels... hurt?
Fuu frowns when she sees his face fall. "What's wrong?"
"She's..."
"O-ours."
Oh. Oh. The obvious answer. The one he... didn't guess. His world is spinning. Three years? Three years was nothing, and yet he--
Oh.
He takes the time to remove his gloves before reaching out and brushing the little girl's hair. She squeaks and hides further behind her mother. He laughs just a little and offers his hand. "She has your eyes."
Fuu laughs a little. "They say she looks like you."
... It takes him a little while to recover from that idea.
And when he walks the halls of the palace, he knows who he's looking for. He says hello to everyone, but he lights up when he sees a head of bright blonde hair sitting, bent over a book, sitting on the bed he last saw her on, those three years ago. He knocks with a smile.
She drops her book in surprise when she sees who it is. She's shocked. He laughs as he crosses the room to pull her into his arms. Her grip on him is much tighter than he expected it to be. But three years to Fuu is still a long time. He wants to ask her everything. How she's been, what she's been doing. He wants to tell her everything about where he's been and what he's done.
But he falls silent at a pair of bright green eyes peeking out from one of the blankets. His stomach seems to disappear and his voice fails him. He knows those eyes.
"Who...?"
Fuu breaks away from him to push the blanket away from the eyes, revealing a head of aqua green hair. It seems to belong to a little girl who immediately hides behind Fuu's skirts. "This... this is Anemone."
"She's...?" He can't seem to form words.
Fuu smiles, but he notices the red that brushes her cheeks when she nods. He doesn't know how to feel.
He's only been gone three years, and this little girl must be two years old. Every possible situation goes through his mind and he feels... hurt?
Fuu frowns when she sees his face fall. "What's wrong?"
"She's..."
"O-ours."
Oh. Oh. The obvious answer. The one he... didn't guess. His world is spinning. Three years? Three years was nothing, and yet he--
Oh.
He takes the time to remove his gloves before reaching out and brushing the little girl's hair. She squeaks and hides further behind her mother. He laughs just a little and offers his hand. "She has your eyes."
Fuu laughs a little. "They say she looks like you."
... It takes him a little while to recover from that idea.