Warning: Scene of a sensitive nature. Description of a horrifying transformation (not overly graphic but still not pleasant to read) Also Heiji Accent, yeah its terrible, it deserves a warning of it own.
A few hours after the tearful goodbyes with Ran, Conan found himself sat on the cot in Haibara's lab, dressed in a "borrowed" hospital scrub that was way too big on him while the for mentioned scientist ran last minuets checks on him. Feeling very much like a lab rat under a microscope with all those eyes on him, watching his every move like a hawk watches it prey.
"Is it really necessary to watch me while she performs all these tests?" the faux child grouched, holding his arm out for her to take his blood pressure. Glaring moodily at the occupants in the room.
"Oh, come now, we've waited a long time for this to happen Shin-Chan, can you blame us for wanting to keep an eye on you?" His mother questioned innocently, pretending her actions weren't annoying her son.
"Yes, if you're making me feel uncomfortable. Watching me have my vitals checked isn't going to speed up the process any faster" he grumbled, eyeing the syringe next to the table distrustfully. "It's not like anything will happen if you take your eyes of me for the next few minutes"
"Yeah, we've heard that one before" Hattori mumbled to himself, smirking when the little detective turned to him, eyes blazing
"And pray tell, why are you here again?" Shinichi sulked, crossing his arms in a huff, knowing a losing battle when he saw one.
"Because I'm your bests friend and you would be lost without me?" the tanned detective tried, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.
"No, I'm pretty sure that's someone else" he deadpanned. Making sure not to show any amusement in his facial expressions or body language.
"Ah, then it must be because you're the only thing of interest in my life at the moment" Hattori nodded, rocking back on his heels.
"Pfft yeah okay" Shinichi laughed, feeling the tension that had built up uncoil at the familiar bantering. Shoulders dropping from their previously hunched position.
"I don't know if I should feel honoured at that or sorry that your life is so dismal that you require me to get entertainment" the child told the other, a cheeky smile lighting up his face as he saw the comment strike a nerve. He took great pleasure in watching the teen try and decide if it was meant as in insult or not.
"Defiantly the latter" the professor chuckled, he too watching the indecision the teen had at the comment.
At his input, the Osakian sent him a scandalised look. Causing Shinichi's parents, who had been quiet while the exchange went on to release a laugh of their own. Successfully breaking the tension in the room.
"Your vitals are stable so I'm happy to go ahead with what we had planned originally" Haibara informed him, checking her results. Bringing everyone back on track.
"Originally planned?" Hattori asked, confusion colouring his tone. He was under the impression that there was only one way to take it.
"Yeah, we decided that for it to take effect faster then I need be given a diluted form, meaning I'm having it injected directly into the blood stream" he explained, shivering slightly at the thought of something pricking his skin.
"But, why can't you do it your usual way?" His mother questioned, perplexed as to why they were complicating such a simple matter.
"Well for one it will take effect quicker" he told her, hoping she would leave it at that.
He knew his wish wouldn't be fulfilled when he saw her eyes narrow "And?" she pressed.
He looked away stubbornly, refusing to elaborate on the other reason.
"Shinichi" her tone warning as she crossed her arms across her chest, frowning down at her son.
Shinichi released a heavy sigh, curling in on himself as he felt his cheeks redden. "And since being force-fed a poison in the shape of a pill, I have built up an aversion to any pill-based medicine, I'd much rather skip the trauma of psyching myself up to take it when I can easily have it done this way" he admitted reluctantly, keeping his eyes firmly fixed to the floor to avoid catching anyone's gaze.
"Oh Shinichi" his mother breathed pityingly, unintentionally making him defensive.
"Yes well, now we have that cleared up, let gets get on with the show" he growled impatiently, turning his body away from his mother in an attempt to quill his raging soul. Not wanting his last words to his mother- if they were- to be ones of anger.
He took a deep breath and counted to ten before letting it out, forcefully relaxing his shoulders before turning to the women that birthed him.
"I'm sorry, I know you didn't mean to sound pitying, I just don't like admitting to it since it's something silly to fear" he told her truthfully, giving her a shaky smile.
His mother shook her head, eyes glassy as she met his gaze "No, it's not silly. I think if any of us were in your position we would feel the same, I'm sorry I forced the issue" she apologised, reaching out and grabbing the nearest hand and gave it a light encouraging squeeze.
He gripped her hand back tightly, smile strengthening slightly at the love and support she gave him. It was times like these that made him grateful to have these people as his parents. Sure, they spent the majority of their time travelling the word, only popping in on the odd occasion and mostly sticking to phone calls or skype. But they loved him and always made time in their busy schedules to make sure he knew he was loved and that he could come to them about anything.
"It's time Kudo-Kun" the chibi scientist voice pulled him from his thoughts. He gave her a sharp nod and settled back against the stiff cotton. Wearily watching the needle as she carefully made her way over to him. He may have said he preferred this method, that didn't mean he had to like it.
"Now" She tapped the tube, pressing the button until an arch of serum flowed through the nib "I must warn you Kudo-Kun, with all the temporary antidotes you've ingested, you now only have a sixty percent chance that this may work" the little scientists warned, face grave. "I know that's still well over the odds but its lower then I would have liked" she carried on seeing the look of confusion at her dislike for the odds.
"Surely you're focusing on the negatives here Ai-Chan" his mother protested, looking on disapprovingly. Wasn't his mother being judge-y today Conan thought distantly.
"The fact still remains Mrs Kudo, that your son has a forty percent chance of dying compared to his nil percent the year previously, so forgive me if I want him to know the risks of just what he is getting himself into" the child told the elder women calmly, a bite to her voice, betraying her upset at being judged in such a way. She glared at the women coldly before turning back to address her son.
"If that happens, your body will be unable to cope with the stress and will collapse in on itself, thus allowing the poison to take effect - after all a poison is still a poison" she told him, washing the spot she was going to prick with antiseptic, looking up to catch his eye to make sure he was listening.
The little detective nodded in understanding, watching what she did with a critical eye.
A movement to his left caught his attention, turning his gaze he saw his mother shifting in his father's arms anxiously.
"Don't worry, you can't kill me that easily" He winked playfully, trying to placate their worries, he never was very good at comforting, so humour was his go-to method.
"Oh, my darling boy" his mother hiccupped, tears already running down her face. No doubt focusing on the least likely of the two scenario's "You've gotta come back to us okay" She said into his father's shoulder, taking a shouldering breath as she allowed her emotions to take over her.
Looking to his father Shinichi saw that he was looking just as affected as his mother, only he was managing to hide it for the sake of his wife, being her pillar of support in this troubling time. His line of sight was broken when Ai leaned over him, attaching a heart monitor before stepping back, allowing him to see the group before him again.
"Yeah Kudo, I've still gotta prove I'm tha best detective out of tha two of us." Hattori chipped in, seeing what the younger was trying to do and wanting to help anyway he could. Both working on the principle of if they didn't laugh, they'd cry.
Shinichi smirked at his friend's comment, never more grateful to have his snarky friend at his side then now "We both know I'm the better detective" he grinned mischievously "Just you wait and see" he promised, a challenging glint in his eyes.
After that exchange a comfortable silence fell over the room, his mothers' sobs having died down once again. Feeling at peace Shinichi felt himself beginning to relax, his contracting muscles beginning to soften. Taking the opportunity while it presented itself, Ai Carefully inserted the needle and began dosing him. A second later she removed it and placed a plaster over the entry point and took a step back. Keeping a watchful eye over him.
At first nothing happened, other than the initial sting of being stabbed he felt nothing. There was none of the familiar burning sensation or the pulsations of pain he usually got after taking the pills. Sitting up he stretched, hoping to jumpstart the transition but still nothing. As he opened his mouth to relay this to the group a raging fire engulfed him, tearing a scream from his throat. Chocking for breath he collapsed back onto the bed, back arching as he clawed at his chest. Face wet with tears as he wailed in agony. Twisting and jerking trying to rid his body of the pain.
Shinichi tried to catalogue what it felt like, trying to keep his mind active in the hopes it would distract him. All his mind seemed to be able to conjure up was the image of his bones turning into molten lava and his muscles were being ripped apart.
His heart raced and body spasmed, sweat pouring out of every pour. Shrieks and screams spilling from his abused throat. Ever so slowly his limbs began to extend as his body grew, making him look like he was twelve years old. Suddenly the pain spiked to an unbelievable level. His eyes rolled back, body convulsing, screams becoming nothing but a high-pitched cry.
The adults turned away finding it unbearable to watch any longer, covering their ears, tears pricking their eyes at the obvious agony the boy was going through. Suddenly another noise was thrown into the mix, a cry of despair.
"No!" Ai cried out, rushing in closer to the boy's side, eyes flying to the monitor in front of her, taking in its frantic lines and fast paced beeping "Kudo, you have to keep fighting, your almost there, just a little longer please! Don't give up!" she yelled, desperately trying to find a way to help, praying he could still hear her and do as she was commanding.
"What's wrong with him? Why are you so distressed? isn't this normal?" The professor fired in rapid succession, anxiously coming up beside her. The rest looking on with wide terrified eyes.
"The strain is too much for his body. It's beginning to tire and give out. If it carries on, he will die!" She turned anguished eyes to her adoptive father. He immediately pulled her into a hug holding her close.
A loud sob reverberated around the room. "Can't you do something Ai-Chan?" Mr Kudo asked, embracing his sobbing wife, Hattori stood to the side, head bowed hiding his expression from the rest as his fist clenched tightly at his side.
"I'm so sorry" she cried, looking at the monitors with dulled eyes "there is nothing I can do. All that's happening is chemically based, if I was to interfere now, I could make things worse and more painful for him. We've just got to pray that the poison slows down long enough for him to change" she told the mother, voice full of regret. Guilt chocking her as visions of her standing over the coffin of the boy she had come to see as a brother flashed before her eyes.
Unknown to them, another being had been watching over them, listening in on their conversations. She frowned as it became obvious that the occupants in the room were of no help to the ailing boy. Pandora knew she could not let her Shin-Chan die, not when he had so much to live for. She had made a promise all those years ago to watch out for the boy as he did her, she'd be damned if she was going to let something as pesky as poison take her best friend away. Seeing no other alternative, she made her presence known to the humans residing inside the room.
"I can save him" her voice echoed through the room, causing its occupant to jump and turn to where they thought to voice was coming from. Upon turning they found themselves standing in front of a wispy female version of Shinichi. Hair tumbling down in waves over her shoulder, eyes just as bright as the original but with softer jawline and bone structure to match her feminine physic. She wore a flowing white dress that reached mid-thigh, showing off her curved figure.
"How?" the father asked suspiciously, snapping out of his shock first. His analytical mind questioning her presents but dismissing it out of hand as its relevance didn't match his need to help his son.
"I can save your son, but it comes at a price" she warned. Searching their faces for any sign of objection she went on "He shall never know the sweet embrace of death, instead he will remain with me for all eternity as my guardian" she cautioned, laying it all out for them to choose as they saw fit, after all, she could only grant the wishes of the willing. Without their consent she was powerless to do anything.
"So, you're saying that for him to live he must become immortal?" Heiji clarified, eyebrows drawn as he tried to see a way out without damning his friend to a life of servitude.
The magical being nodded in confirmation, already knowing the questions that were running through the young detective's mind. He was no doubt suspicious of her claims as well as her reasoning behind them, but now was not the time for him to voice them, she was running out of time and arguing with him about magic would do nothing, instead she sought out the mother, knowing she would believe her and would choose what was best for her son.
Yukiko stared at Pandora, her eyes boring into her very soul as she tried to come to the decision. It was so hard, this was her baby she was asking to choose between allowing a chance of life or allowing him a painful death, but her morals fort against her, churning up reasons as to why she should not save her son.
God, she hated the fact she had these options, if Shinichi had listened to her, then Pandora wouldn't be here to offer a solution, but then if she wasn't, would she wish for her to be? To be given this choice no matter how difficult it may be?
Lost in her battle of wills her eyes subconsciously fell on the being cause of all her suffering. Looking down at her son, her baby, they very thing she brought into the world, she saw his pain in his laboured breathing, the glazed over look in his eyes, no longer aware of anything but his own suffering. She took in his sickly compaction, his sweat covered gown, body nothing but skin and bone, but most of all, she saw all the love and potential in him. Saw a future waiting to be lived, and the answer came easily to her.
"Do it" she whispered "Save my son," she turned back to her sons look alike, looking her in the eye "but promise me one thing" she gripped her husband's hand tight, feeling the tremors in her arms as she kept her voice steady "When he falls in love, you will make them immortal too, so that my son may not travel this world alone and will have someone to share the burden of guarding you. Then and only then will I allow you to save him" She told the girl in an authorative tone, making it clear that the condition was none negotiable.
Pandora smiled at the condition "It shall be done, you have my word, Shinichi shall never be alone" bowed the girl, a golden light surrounding her signifying the promise she had made.
Yukiko closed her eyes and swallowed roughly, praying that she hadn't just made a mistake and done a deal with the devil. That her son wouldn't resent her for making him live forever in such a corrupt world. She took a deep shaky breath and counted to ten before releasing it, sinking back into her lovers hold, letting him support her weight.
While Yukiko tried to calm her raging her heart and quiet her rebelling mind, Pandora walked over to her protector and touched the jewel in which she resided in. She whispered a few words in foreign tongue into his ear. Instantly the words took affect and Shinichi's shaking body stilled. Within seconds the moonlight that had been casting an eerie glow in the room brightened and made its focus point the adolescent laying in the bed, bathing the in a white glow. Gradually the colour of the light began to change, signifying the power of Pandora mixing with the Luna beams, soon a crimson glow was emanating off the boy.
The magical being turned back to address the family "He will awaken in two days, returned to his original form." She looked down at the teen stuck in a child's body fondly, brushing his sweaty fringe off his forehead "However, the poison has caused some damage. I have cleansed his system of it, but he shall have to work though the after effects I'm afraid."
"After effects?" Hattori questioned, having finally found his voice. Being a detective, he always believed in accepting proven facts, and this was defiantly a case and point of that.
"He will be malnourished for a few months" She turned to look at the detective "needing help to move around and feeding, along with other basic things." she gave the teen a cheeky smile.
"He's gonna throw a hissy when he finds out that he's going to be reliant on you for pretty much everything" a mischievous look entered her eye at the thought of all the trouble she could stir up while he was bed ridden.
"And what makes you think I will be sticking around long enough to deal with that" Hattori teased, a smirk gracing his handsome features.
"Secret" Pandora whispered with a wink, resting her pointer finger on her lip. A clearing of a throat reminded her, that her job wasn't done yet. Turning to the source she saw an anxious looking group, waiting on her to expand on what was wrong for him to be laid up in such a way.
"Other than suffering severe malnourishment and dehydration he will make a full recovery" She informed the family "I will be able to speed up his recovery process, but it will still take time. So be patient with him" she turned to face her best friend again, a soft look in her eye as she checked on him before bowing to the room and vanishing without a trace.
A collective sigh of relief was exhaled. Smiling at the now eighteen-year-old Kudo Shinichi, who was sleeping soundly, still a faint red illuminance coming off him as the moon returned to its original state.
Now they had a clear look at the lad they could see just how much of a battering the transformation had been on him. Gone where his soft cheeks with a healthy glow, instead they were hollow and sickly white, arms that were usually bulking with muscle were reduced to nothing but skin and bone. Thin and brittle looking, matching his twig like legs. His clothes hid his protruding hip bone and ribs. All in all, the detective looked like he was a hairs breath away from deaths door.
The group exchanged looks, nodding in agreement. A silent understanding forming between them. They knew the road ahead would be rough and would be most likely be full of pot holes, but they were so grateful to still have the detective with them, that they just couldn't bring themselves to care, vowing to do all they could to make the next few months as comfortable as possible for the returned teen.
Ooo0ooo
'Where am I?' Shinichi thought, looking around the vast empty black void, he tried to think back as to where he was or why he was their but all he could remember was a blinding pain and then…nothing, he couldn't remember anything.
"We are in a safe haven your mind created when you underwent the stress of transformation" A familiar voice answered. The detective was taken by surprise thinking he was alone and was positive he didn't say anything aloud.
"You didn't, our minds and souls are linked, I can hear what you think just as you can me, if you chose to that is." voice spoke again, echoing through the darkness, disorientating Shinichi as he tried to find its source. It seemed to be coming from everywhere and nowhere all at once.
"Show yourself!" he shouted, spinning in slow circles, eyes scanning the vas void in front of him, trying to pick out a shape of some sort to identify the voice as.
"Easy Shinichi, its only me" the voice placated from behind him. He spun around quickly, only to find a female version of himself staring back at him with an amused expression. At the sight of her he let out a relived laugh, body relaxing into a more comfortable stance. Recognizing her instantly.
Eyeing her up and down he realised that she had mimicked her form to match his but in the opposite gender. He could already foresee all the trouble she was going cause when she was finally able to stabilise it for the human eye to see.
"Must you be in that form? It's so embarrassing" He moaned, giving her puppy dog eyes to change "surely you have a form you would be even more comfortable in" he pleaded, batting his lashes as he tried to make himself as cute as possible, in the hopes it would discourage her from the mischief he could see brewing in her eyes.
"I happen to rather like this form actually" she giggled giving him a twirl, sticking her tongue out at him when he levelled her with an unimpressed stare. "Look on the bright side, nobody would will mistake me as your girlfriend looking like this" she pointed out smugly.
Shinichi shuddered at the thought and conceded that maybe there was some merit in her doppelganger act. Keen to move on he found himself looking around the empty space in hope of inspiration.
Thinking back, he remembered she mentioned that he had created this in his mind because of a transformation. Snippets of the outside world trickled in, forming a theatre in his own minds as he watched what he had already gone through. When it was done, he sat back, exhausted and asked the question he was dreading the answer to.
"Go on, tell me, how bad is it? Will I forever be chained to my bed or will I make a miraculous recovery?" He asked, too tired to stand any longer so lowered himself down on to the floor. Waiting for the verdict with bated breath.
At the question, the playful smile Pandora had been sporting disappeared. Her body stiffening as she turned away from him, unable to meet his eyes as she thought back to all that had happened.
"It's bad Shinichi" she told him voice emotionless, arms coming up to wrap around herself as a haunted look crossed her face.
"Your body couldn't handle the stress and was beginning to shut down." Her fist clenched at her sides, knuckles whitening with the force of the pressure "The only way you could live was if your parents formed a contract with me. Giving me permission to help in exchange for your eternal life" She shifted her weight slightly, giving away the discomfort she felt at admitting such a thing but bravely soldiered on.
"Your parents chose to save you and in doing so made you immortal. You are now my permanent guardian." It was silent after she said that, Pandora waiting for the blow up that was inevitable, while Shinichi was at a loss for what to say. Eventually it became too much for Pandora and words came spilling out.
"I am so sorry this ever-happened Shinichi" she rushed out, eyes wild and frantic as she threw out her hands in panicked gestures "I know you never wanted this, but it was the only way. Ai couldn't help you and I only had two options, either to give your life without death or-" abruptly she came to a stop, refusing to say anymore, facing shutting down as her eyes pleaded with him to understand
"Or what?" Shinichi asked, still she said nothing "Or what Pandora?" he asked again, this time a bite entering his tone. He'd dealt with enough shit today he didn't need to add a stubborn Pandora to his ever-growing list.
Compelled to tell him, to not make it any harder on him she blurted out what she didn't want him to know "Or to have someone die in your place" she cried out, an anguish look sweeping across her face "I offered your parents the lesser of the two evils because I knew you wouldn't be able to live with yourself if they chose the latter. Please forgive me" she bowed low, begging for understanding and forgiveness.
Shinichi remined quiet, mind running a million miles a minuet as he tried to sort through and digest all the information set before him. She did sound sorry for what she had done but he knew she neither regretted nor was apologetic for the end result, she was sorrier that it had happened the way it did, which to be frank bugged him a little. He would have preferred this to be done on his terms and when he chose to change, but he couldn't say he wasn't grateful for it. He always knew that one day he would have to choose how much she meant to him, whether she meant more to him then continuing on into the afterlife with his family. I suppose you can say he was relived the choice had been made for him, as well as it not effecting anyone else's chances at a happily ever after.
He knew he had been quiet too long when he felt Pandora moving restlessly beside him, her eyes burning a hole in the side of his skull with the intensity of the stare being directed at him.
"Thank you" he whispered finally, voice cracking as he stared of into the distance. A mixture of emotions on display as he tried to work through them.
There were so many thoughts rushing around his head, some he wanted to say to her, others he would like to keep to himself. He realised he would have to say something more than thank you to appease her though. "I know making that choice couldn't have been easy for you and I'm grateful you left the final decision up to my parents." He started, pausing as he debated with himself on where to go from there.
"I can't promise I won't be mad and a little upset for a while, considering we both know an all-powerful being like yourself would have a lot more than two options to go with" he gave her a knowing look, eyes narrowing in suppressed anger when he saw her head duck down, hiding her eyes from view, conforming his theory. There was another way that didn't involve immortalisation, but he brushed that aside for now, not wanting to know. Maybe one day, far away in the future he would bring this conversation up again, but for now he was happier playing ignorant.
"I suppose it won't be all bad, just think of how many things I could try out now, the things I could learn and experience. Plus, it means I can keep my promise to Toichi" he mused thoughtfully, hand coming to cup his chin as he moved past the anger. Looking or at least trying to look at the positives of the situation, even if he couldn't find many at this very second.
Her words from a few nights ago echoed in his head I shall always be with you made it hard for him to ignore the fact that he may have agreed to this on a subconscious level all along. After all, had he not thanked her for insinuating she would always be with him? The thought left a bitter taste in his mouth "You were right" he whispered, a bitter smile stretching across his lips "we will always be together" a watery laugh left his mouth, soon giving way to soft sobs as all that had happened in the last few hours crashed into him like a freight train.
Pandora rushed over to her only friend, unable to hold herself back any longer from both seeking and giving comfort. Kneeling beside him she pulled him into a tight hug, holding him as he cried, knowing he both hated and loved what he had become. She cried along with him, both in the relief that she would never have to be alone again but at the sadness of what she had to do to get that. She loved her human too much to let him die and now he was hurting because of it.
Tapping into his thoughts once more, she listened as he raved in his own mind, listing all the reasons he despised this outcome. There were many reasons she realised but none more prominent then the thoughts of him no longer having the chance to fall in love, of having to watch all those around him die and having to watch mankind as it destroyed itself over and over, creating new wars and more poverty as the times changed.
As she listened on, she felt his thoughts shift to a more positive, lighter reasons for loving his new lease of life. She learned that he loved that he could now take his time in learning and perfecting things. Loved how he could become a musician later in life if he wanted, no longer having to be constricted by his need for justice. Loved how he would be privy to watching the world change for the better, shaping into a beautiful place. But most of all, he loved how he wouldn't have to worry about Pandora if he was to die.
Hearing her befriends inner turmoil over being unable to be with the person he loved she smiled, knowing if out of anything she could sooth him out of that grief.
"Shin-chan." She murmured into his neck to catch his attention. When she knew she had it she carried on, carding a soothing hand through his hair. "Your parents didn't just allow me to take you out of life's circle, they also made a condition, a clause if you would, in our contract" Shinichi was stock still as he listened to her, hardly daring to breath as the words tumbled out of her mouth.
"For their permission I had to promise that if you were ever to fall in love then I would make them too, immortal. So you would not live out your day's alone. I agreed, but understand this, even if they hadn't, I still would have added it. No one deserves to live their life out without experiencing the feeling of love." She rambled, stroking his hair, twisting it around her finger before smoothing it back out. A small smile lighting up her face as she felt him sag against her in relief.
The ache in his heart of what he had lost lessoned hearing her say that. He was so proud to have a friend like her, who thought of others and did all in her power to help. Once the tears had dried and he'd cried himself out, the detective geek pulled away slightly to get a better look at her face.
"So, why am I still here then?" he asked confused, surly if she had stepped in, he should be awake by now. Pandora wiped away the remnants of his tears before answering.
"The poison got to you before I could, right now you are severely malnourished and dehydrated. My magic will speed things up, so you may sleep through the worst of it, but you will still be weak and needing help once you return" she explained.
The detective nodded in acknowledgment, frowning thoughtfully. "How did you turn me immortal? Tonight, wasn't a full moon, it was a half moon, and the book said you need the full moon to create the elixir" he looked at his sister in all but blood accusingly, having picked up on a few errors in her story, noting how they didn't match to what the book he had read all those years ago said, which up until now had been pretty accurate depiction.
"While it's true I can make someone immortal that way, it is not the only way." She admitted. Sighing when she saw the look that was usually directed at criminals fall on her, all but ordering her to start talking. "You see there are cases like you where the moon isn't full enough for me to use, so a backup method was created. There's a drawback to it though, it uses up a lot more energy than I would normally use. I also have to memorise a chant which is a pain in the ass since it can't be in standard English" she grouched, pouting at the unfairness of it all.
"What kinda chant is it?" Shinichi as curiously, eager to learn more. Pandora smiled indulgently at him.
"I chant 'oh beloved moon, give this mortal eternal life' which holds the same power as a full solar beam only not as pretty." She grinned "Oh, and it has to be said in language time forgot, Xiongnu" She added before he could ask.
Having shifted positions during their talk, she found herself sat with her legs out in front of her, resting on the palm of her hands behind her. Shinichi having moved slightly, curling up with his head resting on his knees beside her. About five minutes into their comfortable silence She noticed his eyes drooping before snapping back open, refusing to give in and get some rest. Gently she guided the stubborn detective to lie down, head resting on her thighs, while the rest of him remained curled in on himself.
"Rest now. I will keep you company" she soothed, caressing his hair in a soothing manner, humming an old song she'd heard centuries ago to help him get to sleep.
It didn't take long for the teen to fall into a restful slumber, comforted with the knowledge Pandora would look after him. When he next opened his eyes, he would be back in his room, in his own body, reunited once again with his family.
