Psyche tried to welcome the man back, he looked over as the blond returned, lifting the doorway with a hand and walking in without a word. His face looked tired, aged by anxiety and fatigue. "Welcome back Tsu-chan!"

The man looked over and shook his head, "It is not Tsu-chan, it is Tsugaru. Please call me by my name, Psyche-san."

"You don't have to say san after my name. You can call me whatever you would like," he smiled brightly, moving across the room only to hear the sound of the wolves' growl. He pulled away and frowned, watching as the beasts followed Tsugaru in and curled up around him.

He wasn't sure but…

Psyche couldn't tell which was more feral, the wolves or the man who commanded them.

Tsugaru looked down at them all, stroking at their heads and murmuring gently to them. His eyes, the blue shade softened as he looked at them, his hair falling into his face a bit. He treated them so kindly, as though each one was worth over twice their weight in gold. The brunet watched as the blond cared for his creatures.

There was no one like that in his time.

No one had time to treat anything in that manner.

There was no wilderness unexplored in his home. Cars zoomed past pedestrians, drenching them in rain water and filth. People were selfish, caring about nothing but making sure they could live up their lives in the full merit of being at the top and being the best.

No one treated the world in a way that this man seemed to.

There was no tests here. There was no fancy degree hanging on the wall. No tailored suits hung in any closet. He didn't have a phone or anyone around that he could gossip to.

He sat there, petting his wolves.

He sat in the middle of nowhere with a pack of wild animals living in his home as though they were pet dogs. He sat there with the most open look of joy.

How did someone get a look like that?

How did anyone get to deserve such a look from someone else?

Out of all the years of his life, Psyche had only seen such a caring gaze, such love and devotion from his mother. Even then, it had been conflicted. Over the years, she had become less and less talkative, soon becoming depressed as he grew to look more like his father. His father…

"You should not look too downtrodden, Psyche. They don't mean to be like this, if you prove yourself to them, they will come to lay with you as well."

Psyche looked up to see that softened gaze on him, something moving inside him and flipping, rendering him unable to speak. He looked down to the wolves, seeing their gaze on him. "They must be very fluffy and warm."

The blond looked at the animals a moment before standing up, coming over to sit next to him and pat at his lap. The wolves looked at him, their faces looking to the blond's. Soon though, starting with a particularly large one, the wolves moved across the room, laying down around them. Psyche's heart raced, excitement overwhelming him as the animals curled up around him. He reached out a bit only to stop short. His gaze went to Tsugaru.

Earlier, they had been furious with him, snapping at him when he had tried to pet the puppy wolf. Tsugaru had been so mad too.

A calloused hand wrapped around his and moved it down, into the soft warm pelt of fur. Psyche watched his hand move along the warm fluffy dark hair. He felt a nose nudge at his arm.

"Baku, no." Tsugaru shook his head, "Forgive him, but he is an attention hog."

Psyche couldn't hold back the giggle, wrapping his arms around the wolf and smiling brightly, "They're so soft! No wonder you love them so much!"

Tsugaru shook his head, "People see them as animals, beasts; monsters that come and prey upon their children, but they are simply beings that live like us." He picked up the pup from earlier, scratching its head. "I have come to think of them as my family. I've watched them grow up from this size to the size of Jizo and Baku. They have babies just like humans do, they hunt just as we do. Truly, there is something about them. They stay with their families through thick and thin." Something on the man's face grew, his eyes seeming to drown in their icy blue color. Psyche watched him. "They do not believe in abandonment, hatred of their kin. They do not kill their pups as they learn. I would live with a thousand packs of wolves if I never had to see another selfish, conniving-"

The blond paused, looking to see Psyche's hand resting on his. Psyche looked up at him and shook his head, "…not everyone is a bad person. Some people really want to be polite and kind."

"Where you live, the people must of a different culture."

"No, they are still Japanese, just like us."

"Japanese?" Tsugaru looked down at him in confusion.

Psyche watched the man's frown and found himself growing warmer, his chest feeling like it was full of helium. He felt so much lighter, like he could just be swept up by the wind and carried away. With this feeling, he nodded, finding himself leaning against Tsugaru and hugging him. His arms locking around him. He felt the blond freeze, felt the blond watching him.

Maybe…

Even if he couldn't understand the emotion himself, he wanted to share what he felt with Tsugaru.

He wanted to show how nice it was, how amazing it was to be accepted without any reservations. Psyche liked him. He liked how Tsugaru cared about what was close to him. He didn't mind anything like social norms or timeframes. He didn't have such things to worry about. It was simple here.

Maybe he could just live here.

Psyche felt the blond wrap his arms around him too, the warmth welcoming and inviting. He leaned closer and smiled into his chest. "Tsugaru, do you think I can stay here a while with you?"

He shut his eyes, feeling foolish for asking such questions.

"You don't have to say yes. If you don't want me here, just tell me and I will find my way home and stay there. I just like everything around here and you are so nice to-"

Tsugaru's hand went to his face, covering his mouth before Psyche's gaze went to the azure gaze looking back at him. "You enjoy the sound of your voice, don't you?" He smiled faintly, it almost wasn't even noticeable, but… it was there. "If you would like to remain here for now, then I think that would be best. It looks to be a bout of foul weather for the next few days."

Psyche nodded, thanking every god his cousin had ever told him about that the weather would be bad. He wanted to talk to Tsugaru more.

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A/N: Long time no see, dear readers.

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