iv - oferować

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"Strange."

He stopped on his way when he heard a boy muttered something under his breathe. He turned to find a boy with deep blue hair braided into one staring right at him with eyes that's no more different than the hair.

He blinked.

The boy nothing but smiled.

(Srange.)

His blue eyes was staring directly to his own soul, watching, unwavering. Maybe a rather creepy, and the white bird swirled, danced, singing and praising the boy in silence. He smell real nice, of rain and sunshine, of gold and dust, of innocence and purity, of love and caress. He is eerily..familiar, and at the same time unfamiliar.

(Hm? The loved..ones...?)

"I'm sorry?" he stated at the short boy that gave him some weirdly familiar vibe. He could heard the sound of birds chirping happily around the boy as he smiled wide. Beside the boy, stood a young teenage-woman with her light red hair standing out of the rest of people around them. They are led by a purple haired man that wore clothes that didn't quite fit and a lot tinier than his own body.

(The smell of incomplete-ness, the haaaaalf and haaaalf of his rukh.)

He once again focused at the blue boy. "Your rukh." the boy exclaimed with exited tone, as if he had found a brand new toy or talking about the favorite thing the have. "It's not completely white, just like Sinbad-san."

(Same..incomplete?)

He blinked.

His what?

(Weird.)

He shook his head. "What does that even mean." and sighed a litle. "I think it's just fine."

(To be honest, he doesn't really know.)

The boy grinned at his words, and then—"I am Aladdin, this onee-chan is Morgiana and he is Sinbad-san!" he smiled back at him, "Nice to meet you!"

(Where did he feel complete? When was the last time he feel complete? What does a "complete", a "fulfilment", meant to him?)

Ignoring the loud chatting in the street sides of Balbadd, speaking about their Saint whom without second tought helped them do anything and gradually reinstalled smiles on their faces over litle things. Ignoring the soft sound from those rukh he can't completely see—only partially, and trough smell—the pleased grin plestered on Aladdin's lips.

(Yes. All he could do is smile.)

(Smile and never show them his true face.)

"My name is Shirou. Nice to met you too."

Smile.

—Help!

Smile.

(Odd.)

Morgiana, being a good friend she is, nodded at him before telling Aladdin to move, let not get lost of their 'leader'—or so he could comprehend from their conversation.

And then they left after saying goodbye.

(May I know who will they became?)

(Will they be the savior? Or the destoyer? Or just a mere bystander?)

Aladdin feels familiar.

He titled his head as someone's face flashed in his eyes.

(F.A.M.I.L.I.A.R.)

He dreamed.

(Maybe of that something that should fill his hollow, of that someone that should complete his missing half.)

He daydreamed.

Of the dreaded Black shakily waver.

On those pale White of a paper.

With Gold which made it sharper.

And fiery Red burning in tears and anger.

(Real F.A.M.I.L.I.A.R.)

He does not know who.

Yet, it made him cry.

He's scared.

(...of losing his only friend to THEM.)

(...of losing the only one he can connect to THEM.)

(..of losing the other half of his soul to THEM.)

(.why..?)

He could offer nothing.

He didn't have anything.

But he still lost something.

(He know.)

(He had lost him.)

(He lost him in the depth of hell.) Yet he do not remember.

"Who did I lost..?"

(Him.)

(He lost him.)

"Why can't I remember..?"

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trivia:

the word "oferować" meant "offer" in Polish

that's basically his Connected One's general appearance

i like giving people spoiler, and Eroi didn't say anything