Claus was very upset with me. We hadn't talked at all the entire rest of the school day nor on the way home. Quite honestly the silence was much better than him sobbing and crying in my opinion. All I had to do was hope that he wouldn't try and hide me somewhere now that I had gotten into contact with someone I knew. I didn't know how long it was going to take them to find me, but I had awhile to wait yet. Oakfield though not big was still a town full of people and I hadn't gotten to tell him who I was with. They didn't know who they were looking for. A child, an adult, an enemy that was hidden away. They had nothing other than the name of this town. I was sure they would come though. And they would find me eventually. All I had to do now was wait and hope that Claus would find it in his heart to give me up when the time came. Not just for me, but for Enzan as well.

I looked up as Claus threw his bag into the corner with far more force than was necessary. That wasn't reassuring in the slightest. Then he dropped me on his nightstand as he sat heavily on his bed to glare down at me. Silence dominated the area. No sound in the entire house. No dishes being done or vacuum as his mother was out shopping. His father was no doubt out working yet so it was just Claus and I. He gave a heavy sigh out of his nose, but made no move to speak for another few minutes.

"I'm mad at you." He huffed.

I said nothing. There was nothing I could say. Nothing that could appease him that wasn't a lie and I was sure he wouldn't buy any if I tried to make something up. I had been lying to this child a lot and now that I had gotten my message across there wasn't any reason to continue.

"Aren't you going to say anything?" There was another round of silence as he awaited an answer that he wasn't going to get. "Fine! I never liked you anyway!"

Thankfully he didn't take his anger out on me. Instead he left me in his room alone, slamming the door as he left. I could easily track his path through the house. Down the stairs and into the kitchen before changing course to go into the livingroom. He didn't come upstairs until after dinner at six. He glared at me again when he entered before starting on the homework his mother told him to do. He worked with his back to me. I made no efforts to help him or talk nor him to me the entire night. He was quiet again the next morning until he got home from school.

"I'm still mad at you." He stated and waited like he was expecting an answer again. "Why won't you talk to me?"

"There's nothing I could ever say that would make you any less angry."

"How do you know that?" He snorted.

"Anger is eased by forgiveness and I have no doubt that you have no intention to do so as I won't apologize for trying to return home."

My explanation caused a fresh scowl. I hadn't been expecting anything less really. I didn't expect a child to think logically no matter how much I had hoped otherwise.

"This Is home." He snapped.

"This is your home. My home is in the city with my operator Enzan. Please try to understand that."

"Why do you hate us so much?! Why do you hate me?!"

"I have never hated you."

"Yes you do! Otherwise you would want to stay! You hate me!"

I sighed slowly. All he wanted to do was argue it seemed. Why did children have to be so complicated? I couldn't wait to be home again. Couldn't wait until this was over.

"I don't hate you. If your father lost Dashman and couldn't find him don't you think that they'd both be upset?"

"Yeah, but he wouldn't lose him! He's always got him with him!"

"Enzan also had me with him wherever he went. PETs are small and can become lost like any other object. Your father could potentially lose Dashman and no doubt your father would want to find him as soon as possible, right?"

"Of course he would!"

"And what if someone picked him up and wouldn't give him back to your father do you think that either of them would be happy about that?"

"No."

"Do you think that they should have to give Dashman back to your father?"

"Yes."

"But he they found him, didn't they? Therefore Dashman is theirs and no longer your father's."

"That wouldn't be fair."

"And do you think what you're doing to me is fair?"

Claus was quiet for a moment. "This is different!"

"Is it?" I asked gently and he scowled before leaving me alone in his room again.

Our… arguments were on and off. At times it seemed that Claus was more sullen and others he was angry. He barely took me anywhere anymore. During those times he told me that Enzan hadn't come and never would. Other times he would ask me if I hated him and seemed relieved when I told him I didn't. Sometimes he would ask if Enzan didn't come if I would stay and stop trying to leave. My answer was always the same. Until I was certain that Enzan had perished I would keep searching. Then he would get quiet again before saying that he would miss me if I left and that would evolve into asking whether or not I would remember him or miss him if I left. Those were complicated questions at the moment. It would all depend on how things went when Enzan came for me. I would either remember him as a child who had grown and learned to think of others or a brat who treated me like an object and refused until the end to let me go. So I told him each time that it would depend on his own actions when the time came. He didn't appear to like those answers each time I repeated them, but he never said anything more about it.

Then one afternoon while his mother was out in the backyard watering flowers a knock sounded through the house. Claus thought nothing of it and headed down the stairs with me in hand. In was most likely Lucas as he came by plenty to drag Claus outside, but that never made me any less hopeful that when he opened the door Enzan would be there.

"Are you Claus?"

I nearly jumped as I strained to see. It couldn't be.

"Why? What do you want?"

Claus was uneasy and that just fueled my hope and excitement. I was elated. He had found me. I couldn't resist calling out for him.

"Enzan!"

"I want my navi." Came the cold response.

"No. He's mine." Claus responded and I sighed. So it would be like this.

"Claus, please." I tried gently.

"No, it's not fair. He wasn't there to save you when Ignis was going to take you apart. I saved you. This isn't fair."

"Remember what we talked about? Please don't make this difficult."

"But…"

"Please."

He just stared down at me for a while before looking back up at Enzan before looking back at me. "I… I don't want you to go."

"I know. Won't you do this for me? Let us part on a good note. It would make things much more joyus should we ever meet again."

"Do you think we will?"

"It's a possibility and I will look forward to seeing how you've grown should we meet again."

"Really?"

"Really."

He gave a brief smile before lowering his head and offering me up to Enzan who didn't miss a beat. I felt much lighter now. Enzan paused for only a moment after he turned his back. He sighed.

"Thank you for taking care of Blues for me."

Then he was off again. Claus didn't say anything. Enzan finally looked down at me when we were within the confines of a black car as it sped back toward the city. He was sporting a new scar on his right cheekbone, but he looked no worse for wear. Whatever concerns I had for him faded when he smiled at me. A relieved smile that I returned.

"How on earth did you get all the way out here?" He asked with just the slightest bit of humor. "Do you have any idea what we went through to find you? You've caused a lot of trouble."

"You will have to endure some more trouble I'm afraid. You have no idea how out of practice I am now."

"Great. Now we have to waste more time practicing while Netto gets all the glory."

"I missed you too."

His smile returned and he hugged me to his chest. "I missed you." Came the soft words.

Yes.. I was finally home.

Thank you all for reading! I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I loved writing it!