Aioros knocked on Shura's back door a couple days later.

"What is it?" grumbled Shura, going to open the door. He felt a headache coming. He felt like he had constant headaches these days.

Aioros grinned at him. He carried a tied up dead boar in his arms.

"Ah, you two aren't scrubbing the steps anymore. That's good. Look, look, I got a boar!"

"That's…nice," said Shura, looking down at the way it was dripping blood on the floor he had just moped. He figured that if he hadn't gone through so much emotional turmoil during the last few days, he might have gotten upset about that. But now, he found he had no energy to muster even one single emotion. "Good job."

"I know! It's so cool, right?" he let the boar down to the side, then leaned down and kissed Shura on the lips. Just a peck, and then he pulled back. "Can I use your shower? Aioria blew up mine and I'm tired of bathing in the river," he asked, and then strolled towards the bathroom without waiting for an answer.

Shura stood frozen on the spot, his heart racing in his heart.

"Do you know how to cook a boar?" asked Aioros from the bathroom. Then he said something more, but between the sound of the shower and the rushing of blood in his head, Shura had no idea what. He looked down at the boar, then went to sit down at the kitchen table. In front of him were his glasses and a half finished mug of coffee.

He looked back at the boar bleeding on his kitchen floor. All he could hear was the sound of the water in the shower. Coffee. Coffee would help him think. He reached for the mug but it slipped from his hands and fell back into the table, splashing coffee all over it and down the table. He saw it all happen detachedly for a moment. Then he placed a hand over his racing heart. It beat so hard it was painful, but his headache was gone. His exhaustion was gone.

Aioros had kissed him and nothing hurt anymore.

Nothing but his heart.

He pulled out his phone. He needed to call Aldebaran. He would know what to do with the boar. And then he would call Aphrodite. He would know what to do with himself.