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Yuuri walked down the streets of Detroit. It was very different than Hasetu. So many unfamiliar faces crowded the streets. He missed the familiarity of his hometown, the smiling faces, the waving people, and the overall warm feeling he got when walking around. Detroit was very cold and all these strangers were kind of rude. A few bumped into him without even saying excuse me or sorry.
As he walked Yuuri couldn't help but feel that someone was following him. Every time he looked back though he couldn't see anything but the people who already pasted him. He started rubbing his arms hoping the feeling would go away.
In a second he felt himself being tackled by something. He couldn't really see what was going on but he could tell it wasn't human. It was a Darkness. He could feel it crawling around him and sniffing him. Every move Yuuri made the grip the Darkness had on him tightened.
"Help!" Yuuri tried to scream before the Darkness cover his mouth.
"Oh yes you are prefect." The Darkness said in its raspy almost inconrehesiable voice.
Yuuri tried to scream but the Darkness kept his mouth covered. Trying to look for something to fight this off, Yuuri reached for the nearest thing by him and hit him with it.
"You keep proving how prefect you are!" The Darkness said rising his main body up when something hit it in the head.
Yuuri tried to get a good look at what had attacked the Darkness. From he could tell it was human. Still trying to reach for his glasses he hoped this mysterious figure would distract the Darkness enough for him to escape.
"You couldn't have waited a few more minutes?" The Darkness said slamming Yuuri against the wall and seemingly sticking him there.
"I'm not turning my back on Earth's people." The figure said in a thick Russian accent seemingly walking closer. At that moment Yuuri knew what his attacker was a Guardian. "And you're not going to take this one on my watch. Makkachin!"
At the moment something attacked the Darkness. Probably some sort of dog. It bit one of the Darkness arms causing its grip on Yuuri to loosen but not loose enough to escape.
"Arghh I get you for this!" The Darkness said as it disappeared. Yuuri started crawling around trying to find his glasses.
"Are these yours?" The Guadian said holding Yuuri's glasses in his hand.
"Thank," Yuuri started to say but got a look at his savior. He had sliver hair with the longest part being his bangs covering part of his face. He was taller than Yuuri and paler. But the thing that stood out to Yuuri was the Guardian's eyes. When his chocolate brown eyes met the Guardian's icy blue ones Yuuri felt something in him. They seemed so familiar but Yuuri was a hundred percent certain that he had never seen this Guardian before.
"You're welcome." He said before departing leaving the Japanese man in complete and udder awe.
"Makkachin could that have been him?" Victor asked his familiar after they returned home.
"I don't know I never met Yuuri." Makkachin said as Victor continued to pet her.
"He had the same hair, the same eye color, the need for glasses. He's a little chubbier now but he's prefect!" Victor fell back on his bed.
"You never told him your name you know." Makkachin teased a little.
"Because I'm not sure it's Yuuri." Victor said not moving.
"Oh great he's in one of his moods again." Victor heard Yurio say.
"He thinks he found Yuuri." Makkachin explained running up to Yurio.
"And this is the, what number time?" Yurio complained walking over to Victor. "Victor you need to snap out of this!"
"We should be married right now!" Victor started tearing up. "He should be next to me with his own familiar. He shouldn't be somewhere on Earth living a very lonely life with who knows what with his life."
Yurio rolled his eyes but sat next to Victor anyways. "You'll find him eventually. Maybe this person is him did you talk to him?"
"I saved him from a Darkness. I didn't talk to him."
Yurio held himself back from slapping Victor on the forehead. "Then you go find him and talk to him."
"Wow Yuuri you look pale as a ghost." Phichit said walking into his dorm room.
"Can you keep a secret?" Yuuri whispered as Phichit walked over.
"Of course I can." Phichit said wrapping his arm around Yuuri.
Yuuri took a deep breath before saying, "I was attacked by a Darkness when I was walking around Detroit."
"What?!" Phichit said almost falling off the bed.
"It happened out of nowhere. It had me tied up and covered my mouth. I thought I was a goner when a Guardian saved me." Yuuri's eyes lit up at the thought of his savior.
"Have you reported the attack to the police?" Phichit asked concerned.
"Would they believe me?" Yuuri shivered slightly. "I don't have any proof!"
"How about this tomorrow I'll go with you to the station and we'll report it together."
"Thank you so much." Yuuri said.
"Let's get some sleep first." Phichit said getting into his bed. "We do have our first classes in the morning."
"You're right." Yuuri said looking at the remaining unpacked boxes. "It's been a long day."
The next day went by slowly for Yuuri. His classes didn't teach him anything new. Every class was the same the teacher introduced themselves and passed out syllabi for the semester. The only upside was that it made Yuuri glad that he decided to take English as his second language in high school or we would hardly understand any of this. Though he had no idea why all freshman were required to take American History I or why it was spilt up into two. He did understand why he needed a history course it was, at least according to the American Education System, one of the core classes but America hasn't been a country that long. European History sure, that made sense to spilt it up it had a lot of countries and was much longer than American. The worse part was that none of these things kept his mind of his attack last night. The image of the Darkness plagues his mind, telling him he was prefect. He was pretty sure that he zoned out at least five times.
"Yuuri!" Yuuri turned around to see Phichit running towards him. "I'm glad I found you. Are you done with your classes?"
"Just got out of my last one." Yuuri said as Phichit reached him. "Are you?"
"You bet." Phichit straightened his back a little. "You ready to go?"
Yuuri nodded silently as they walked towards the police station. With every step Yuuri tensed up. All he wanted to do was walked into his dorm and go under his blanket but he couldn't abandon Phichit. Sure they had only talked twice but Phichit had fully believed his story and was walking his him to the police station.
"So what classes did you have today?" Phichit asked trying to start a conversation.
"Uh, English 101, American History I, and Intro to Magement." Yuuri answered glad that they were talking.
"Can't wait until freshman year is over then we can take classes related to our major and the fun ones. Instead, no we have to take core classes."
"And why is American History two classes?" Yuuri asked. "It isn't even three hundred years old yet."
"I guess Americans love their history." Phichit said with a laugh.
"Hate to see have happens when it is five hundred years old." Yuuri joked when Phichit stopped. They were at the police station. Silently they walked in.
"Hello do you have anything to report?" The secretary said as Phichit pushed Yuuri forward.
"I would like to report a Darkness attack." Yuuri said nervously.
The secretary immediately stood up as everyone else stared at him. "I'll take you to the back."
Yuuri sat in the room for a while. He started rubbing his arm nervously when officer came in.
"Good afternoon Mr.?" The officer asked holding out hand.
"Katsuki." Yuuri answered taking his hand and skaing it.
"Alright Mr. Katsuki." The officer pulled out a notebook. "So you have a Darkness to report."
"Yes." Yuuri said quickly.
"Could you explain what happen?" The officer clicked his pen.
"I was walking around last night when out of nowhere a Darkness tackled me into an alley way. It had tied me up and my mouth covered. It kept sniffing me and saying I was prefect for something. I thought I was a goner until a Guardian saved me. I didn't learn his name though."
"I see." The offericer wrote what Yuuri said in his notebook. "Can you describe what it looked like?"
"It's hard to describe since my glasses were knocked off. But it was all black and seemed to be made of smoke. I do remember feeling a tentacle over my mouth."
"Hmm." The officer paused for a moment before proceeding to stand up. "That seems to be enough. Please be careful when walking around and if anything else happen please come strait here."
"Will do thank you." Yuuri bowed his head slightly before walking out.
"How did it go?" Phichit asked as they walked down the street.
"It went well." Yuuri said still facing ahead when Phichit suddenly stopped.
"I'm going to grab a drink if that's alright." Phichit said pointing to the café.
"It's alright." Yuuri said starting to walk towards a bench when someone tapped his shoulder, he looked up in shock.
"I wanted to make sure you're alright." The Guardian said sitting next to him.
Yuuri was speechless. He wasn't excepting to see him again. Even though he was looking like a normal civilian Yuuri could believe how stylish he was. After what felt an entirety he said. "What's your name?"
The Guardian and said. "Call me Mikhail."
AN: Okay before anyone freaks out Mikhail is Victor he is just using a different name. Don't worry there is a reason for this that will be explained later. I just wanted to clear that up. I hope you guys are liking it and see you next chapter.
