Dominico commited the name to memory and went to get a shower, and got ready for bed.
Nero wondered what kind of a project Dominico was working on that required him to research anchient names. He decided to ask Sephiroth at some point tomorrow what subject Nico could be doing that required it. Being vice-Principal of the school Sephiroth may have some idea.
When Dominico was ready for bed, Nero went into his room to tuck his son in for the night. Leaning down to kiss his forehead Nero decided to ask once more about the dreamscape.
"Are you finished fixing the dreamscape?" Nero asked, tucking Dominico's hair in behind one of his horns.
Dominico shook his head no. "Soon, mama," he said, kissing Nero on the cheek in apology.
Nero nodded his head in understanding. "Ok, sweetheart. I understand,", he said, tucking the blankets in around his son. "Goodnight. Sweet dreams."
Nero walked out of the room and went down to the library, selecting a book to read. He went back downstairs and relaxed in a comfortable chair, knowing that he could finally have peace, and Dominico was safe.
Dominico walked around the dreamscape, looking for his new friend. "Where are you?" he called, hoping the boy would answer him.
"As always, I am here," the boy called, spreading his wings and soaring down from the tree he had been hiding in.
Dominico ran over to him and gave him a hug. The boy stiffened, unused to the physical touch.
"Guess what!? I think I found the perfect name for you!" Dominico said, rather excitedly.
"Oh, I see. What is it?" the boy asked, returning Dominico's hug, albeit awkwardly.
"Saitharius," Dominico announced.
The boy pondered the name for a moment, repeating it softly.
"My mama said it means Dark Warrior in ancient Gaian. I think it's perfect for you," Dominico said with a nod.
"Yes I like it too," said the boy. "Ok I guess that could be my name," he said with a smile, if that is what you want Dominico."
"Yes it is, but only if you like it," Dominico said, looking into the boy's eyes.
The boy considered it for another moment. "Yes, I do like it. Saitharius it is," he said with a nod.
Dominico was overjoyed that Saitharius liked his name.
"Ok Saitharius, what do you want to do today?" Dominico asked, walking out into a fairly large clearing in the forest.
"I am not sure" Saitharius said watching Dominco sizing up the clearing .
Dominico began pacing in a straight line, counting out loud. "1,2,3,4..."
"What are you doing?" Saitharius asked, confused by Dominico's behavior.
"Measuring," was the simple answer he recieved as Dominico turned at an angel and started pacing a straight line in a separate direction.
"Why?" Saitharius asked again watching with keen interest.
"I want to build a little cottage for mama, " he answered, once again turning.
"Oh, ok," Saitharius said still a little confused. He walked over to a rather large rock and perched himself on it to watch Dominico work.
When Dominico was finished measuring he stood back and raised his arms. Golden sand began to form around his hands and flew towards the area he had just measured. It swirled and grew, forming a huge column.
Saitharius had never seen anything like this before and he was a little afraid of Dominico's powers, but he knew Dominico would never hurt him.
Pretty soon he noticed something forming within the column. Dominico was using hand gestures to direct the sands to his will. Moments later he lowered his arms and the sands disipated.
Where the swirling column had been, a small but quaint little house stood, in the once empty clearing. He turned and looked at Saitharius. "What do you think?" he asked. "Think my mama will like it?"
Saitharius was still in awe so he just nodded his head.
"Let's go inside and see if it is nice," Dominico said grabbing Saitharius by the hand and dragging him along.
Saitharius was a little hesitant, but he trusted Dominico.
The interior of the cottage was very nice. It had simple country furniture, with a small fireplace. It was cozy and warm, exactly as Dominico had pictured it.
"Good, it's perfect. Mama is gonna love it!" Dominico said excitedly.
"So is your mama going to come here?" Saitharius asked, starting to feel a little uneasy.
"Yes. I made this place for him. It's kind of an 'I'm sorry' gift for keeping him away so long," Dominico said, taking Saitharius's hand and leading him back outdoors. "We used to come here every night together, but I haven't brought him here since the nightmares started," Dominico explained, "But now that it's gone, he can come back and play with me...us," Dominico corrected himself.
Saitharius bowed his head and walked away. He was afraid that if Dominico's mama came here, he would no longer be welcome. "What if Dominico forgets about me? What if his mama doesn't want me here? What if I am interferring? What if I don't belong?"
All these thought raced around inside Saitharius's head so quickly that he didn't realize Dominico had been talking to him.
"SAITHARIUS!" Dominico shouted, getting his attention.
"I'm sorry, what did you say, Dominico?" Saitharius asked, looking back at his friend.
"I asked you where you were going?" Dominico said, catching up to his friend.
"To look at the fish," Saitharius said.
Dominico got the feeling that something was very wrong with his friend so he gently grabbed him by his wingtip to stop him.
"What is wrong? You have been sad for 2 days now," Dominico said, his voice full of concern.
Saitharius looked at Dominico and smiled. "I told you, nothing is wrong. I am fine. Let's go play," he said gently, pulling his wing from Dominico's fingers.
Dominico sized up his friend. He knew something was bothering Saitharius but he obviously didn't want to talk about it and Dominico wasn't going to pry. "He will tell me when he is ready," he thought to himself, and chased after him.