Finishing tightening the screws of his customer's arm, Kiku set the wrench down. "Tight as it can go, of course. If you feel them loosening, then come back here and I'll check it out." The man stood and dropped a small sack of gold on the desk, exiting after doing so. The Japanese teen lifted up the sack, bouncing it up and down in his hand. A pair of arms wrapped themselves around him, a chin resting on his head. Kiku's smile appeared like a light being flipped on. "You're back..." He breathed to himself in complete relief.

"I am," He turned around and looked up at the other's green eyes. They were hazy, unfocused. "And my shoulder hurts..." To that, a worried expression erased the smile on Kiku's face. Heracles kissed his forehead with a pained smile.

"Sit down, please..." He very nearly begged. The Greek complied and walked to their room. Kiku followed, but after getting a roll of bandages and a small bottle of peroxide, along with cotton balls. He found the other sitting with his back to the door, his shirt off. Dried blood caked Heracles' shoulder and some of his back. "...Heracles..." The smaller teen climbed onto the bed and began to wipe away the blood with a cotton ball.

The serious and worried atmosphere was eating away at the Greek."Is it bad?" He received silence, not getting an answer. Kiku dropped the fourth blood-soaked cotton ball on the dark blanket and looked up, a breath escaping him.

"It's a bite, Heracles. A bite... Did you get bitten by something?" The green-eyed teen was silent for a few long minutes. "Heracles... Did you?"

"...I wasn't sure what it was when it did and I'm still not sure." A look of complete despair crossed the other's face. "But it hurt a lot. I was just trying to avoid moving as little as possible... Then the pain went away as quickly as it came." Now, a look of utter confusion crossed Kiku's face, his eyes narrowing slightly. "It was weird, Kiku."

"I can tell, Heracles. I just cannot explain how it happened." The petite teen rose and pursed his lips as he walked out of the room. It was obvious what had bitten him, but most would have a reason to bite a human. He looked out as he sat on the windowsill, thinking. His eyes flashed and he looked down at his hands.

Why did he have a feeling the mystery would only become deeper now?