Seeker. That's what Tsubasa had called him. How? Why? What did he mean?
It happened like this.
Syaoran Li, once cloned from the original, was lost in thought as he observed Tsubasa's form. He'd decided his son needed this, to defend himself. Especially when...
"Father," Tsubasa called out. What? He hadn't noticed, but his son had finished the next form and was looking at him, thoughtful. "You're reaching out to Kronos, again. Time is not something you should be concerned about. Your life as a Seeker has long since passed."
Syaoran could not help but mull over his son's statements again. It still didn't make sense, but this time it struck a familiar chord. Like an old song playing on the radio.
"Time?" he murmured, beckoning his son over, having deemed it enough training. He absentmindedly wiped the sweat off his son with a towel.
Tsubasa didn't answer, smiling sadly. He stood still, obediently for the person he called the Seeker.
(Seeker, who had lost far too much, overflowing the delicate balance of Libra. Eye for an eye, yet the scales tipped over. Then again, when was life ever so balanced? Each price would overflow with suffering, and rewards were given in exchange. Some asked for too much, and karmic retribution sought vengeance two-fold.
The line never formed a circle. Granted, it could loop and bend, but it never stopped at the starting point. It couldn't. It didn't have to.
Yes. Though the Seeker should not have known this, he felt it in his core. You could only move forward.)
Tsubasa's father frowned, as if he hit a rock with his toe, rubbing the pain away.
He didn't get his son. Syaoran suspected he never would, not until he tried understanding. Truthfully, it awakened another feeling in him. It reminded him of those days his own father (Fujitaka) would take him out on trips, helping with decoding...decoding...
Tsubasa watched in amusement as Syaoran lit up like a Christmas tree. "It seems you found your key, Seeker," he laughed.
"Maybe, son," Syaoran grinned, pleased, and hoisted up his son, carrying Tsubasa in his arms. He nearly laughed when the boy yelped in surprise.
"Come on. We should do something different tonight."
