lawly

by footfungus

lawly

30. Chapter 30

Freedom

Anime4us

Summary:

Being sick has no advantages. It's awfully long days in a hospital bed. Your only escape is Genshin Impact... So when your time is finally up, should you really be surprised that you're waking up... in your favorite video game? And if this is your favorite video game, doesn't that mean you can meet your favorite characters?!

Notes:

Just a little heads up, I'm not an expert on any medical diseases... In all reality, I'm using it as a plot device. If this is triggering to you, I suggest not reading this fic. I did zero research and it might come off as crass/insulting (though, of course, that's never the intention)

now, without further ado! Please leave me comments and talk to me about Genshin. I need friends. I drew Heizou and Kazuha (I know, Horse shoe up my ass) and now I gotta fight the worm and Marionette. Sad tears. It's all for the Anehoe squad...

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Chapter 1

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Chapter 1:

cryhoe has joined your party.

"What up Anehoe?!"

You hid a cough under some laughter. Leave it to your best friend to make you smile on even the worst of days. You would have never made it through half these bloody procedures without her.

"Hey Sara." You offer, leaving the menu that showed your voice chat had connected in favor of focusing on your greatest escape.

"Shit girl I drew Dommy Mommy a month or so ago. I need to fight the wormmmmm."

Your chuckles broke into a coughing fit, but Sara didn't mention it. She didn't ask if you were ok. You loved her for that.

"I drew Heizou. I need to fight the worm too." You add, already opening your map to teleport to the chasm.

You both ignored how broken your voice came out in favor of finding your way to the boss battle.

"And the Anehoe adds to the pretty boi Anemo squad. Whoop." Sara sends a request to join your world that you accept quickly.

You recognize her Shinhe photo and don't even read the name as you open your world up to her. One of these days you're going to accidentally let in some random person that will probably try and hijack all your resources. Ah well.

"How long before patrol passes by?" Sara asks.

You glance at the clock above your door before letting out a sigh.

"Forty five minutes." You huff out, stifling a few more coughs. "Mary says that playing all these games is bad for my health. Like the cancer isn't already killing me." You roll your eyes.

Sara doesn't answer, choosing to set up the characters she wants before the two of you jump towards the mechanical worm.

"Beidou and Qiqi?" She asks, as if you'll deny her any character she wants to play.

Then again, not that you were low level, but Xiao's drawbacks could really use a healer. Having a C1 Xiao wasn't exactly ground breaking. You needed to draw him a few more times before you would be able to ignore the drawbacks of his alt. You've only really been able to play Genshin for a year or so, so you've only seen Xiao's banner twice. Money was too tight to be throwing it away for an online game.

"Kay. I'll bring Yanfei and Xiao then."

Yanfei's overload with Beidou's attacks and melt with Qiqi's were bound to have the worm falling apart quicker. At least, you would hope so.

"Girl you bring him to every fight. I'm not even surprised."

"What can I say? I have a thing for tragic anemo bois." You shrug your shoulders even though you know she can't see it.

"Explain to me again how you can kin both Venti and Xiao?" She says as the two of you start the fight.

"Mh… I kinda just wanna give Xiao like, a huge hug? And well… I wish I was as carefree as Venti." You shrug.

Xiao's character was an interesting one. While there wasn't much information out about his past or even his current situation, you found yourself attracted to his energy. Venti was someone with a free spirit that you could only wish to exude but Xiao… Xiao closed himself away from people. He kept to himself shut away as if he couldn't allow himself the contact out of fear of being left alone anyways. Or maybe not. There were many fan theories and fanfics that took a crack at Xiao's past. Many interesting takes, though most were quite sad. So ya, you wanted to give Xiao a hug. You wanted to tell him that he wasn't alone and didn't have to be. That the karma he so feared would taint the people around him was something that you could promise him wouldn't drive you away.

"I bet you wanna give him more than a hug." You can't see her, but you imagine Sara wiggling her eyebrows.

"Oh my god." You cough out, struggling between laughter and breathing.

Leave it to Sara to cut through the thoughts you had been certain remained rather PG. what did it matter anyways? No matter how much you wished you could tell Xiao any and all these things, he was just a character in a made up world. Even so, sometimes it was easier to focus on somebody else's problems instead of your own whether they were fictional or not.

"It's fine. You don't need to spell it out for me. Personally, I'm a hoe for Shenhe, but Yelan can definitely get it too."

"I thought you mained Chongyun." You asked, setting off Yanfei's burst.

"That boy is my son. If you ever insinuate anything else imma have to fight you." Sara sighed dramatically.

"My bad. Oh! I collected 3. And a chonky crystal."

"You bitch." Sara fake coughed, earning a smirk from you.

"I need to fight Beth too." You huffed.

"Crystals for Heizou?" Sara questioned.

"Ya."

"Alright. Time for your meds."

Mary has this annoying habit of knocking and opening the door at the same time. She's not a bad person, but she does take away one of the only things that distracts you from the pain, so you associate her with a negative light more times than not. You know she is just trying to help, but you can't help your annoyance.

"Ew. Tell the sergeant I say hi." Sara whispers, as if Mary will hear her through the headset if she's too loud.

"Sara says hi."

"Hi to Sara as well. Tell her you need to go."

"You should probably explain the concept of a mic to this woman."

You cough through a chuckle.

"Bye Sara." You murmur, your throat starting to feel sore.

"Bye gurl. I'll text you later if the sarg doesn't apprehend your phone!"

Within a minute Mary's got your gaming squared away. She's holding a chart and handing you different pills to take with the dinner she's brought in. It's meat loaf today. You wonder what's actually in it.

When your mum steps in, her eyes are red rimmed. You know what that means, but you dare not address it. Your dad isn't with her, which means he's probably at work. You know the home situation is pretty bleak. They barely ever come to visit you together anymore. And they both look exhausted. You can't imagine how expensive all this hospitalization is. Your dad is working psychotic hours to make ends meet. Your mum is probably lonely. It's tough watching the people you love deteriorate around you.

She sits next to you and asks how you're feeling. You lie and tell her that you feel fine. There is a tightness to her smile that you know means she doesn't believe you. That's fine, she also doesn't voice her disbelief. It's been months since she had last answered your comments with prattle such as "it'll get better!" Or "the doctors are gonna help you out, baby, and then you can sleep in your bed again!" Oh how you miss that stupid checkered sheet. Or the sound of the rain against the shutters. There was never going to be a time where you slept in that bed again. You were gonna spend what little time you had left hooked up to the zillion machines in this room that prolonged your suffering and allowed everyone to sit in here and cry at the state that you've become.

Cryhoe has joined your party.

"How in the hell are you back on this late?" Sara demands instead of greeting you.

"Mary handed me the controller and told me to 'have fun'." You replied, opening your character menu to check the talent levels of your current party.

Sara doesn't answer you. You both know why Mary's being so kind to you. You pretend you don't hear Sara sniffling through her mic as you guys take on Childe for Xiao's talent materials. You pretend that this is like every other time that you and Sara kick back for gaming.

"I drew Kazuha." Sara says all of a sudden, grabbing your attention as you spammed Childe with Xiao's alt.

"That's awesome. His alt is super pretty." You comment, clicking your tongue as Childe changes into his last form.

"I put him in my party."

You blink a few times, ignoring the mist at the corners of your eyes.

"What about Ayaka?" You ask, ignoring the way your voice quivers.

"I want a piece of you with me, always."

Those words are too heavy, and the two of you spend the next half hour listening to each other trying to cover up sniffles.

That night, you have a dream where you meet some of your favorite characters from Genshin. You dream of Venti playing the harp while Kazuha smiles gently. You see Xiao with his arm balanced on a knee, eyes closed and head tipped back as if the wind carries every note to his ear. He's perched on a tree, away from the crowd but not necessarily hiding from them. You dream of Heizou playing with his energy, not too far from the group, as if to show them off, not because he demands attention, but merely because he's new and not yet had a chance to display his worth. As if he needs to prove himself for you to want to learn more about him. You dream of Aether reaching a hand towards you, a gentle smile on his face as you hesitate to take it. He cocks his head at you, smile never seizing. He still holds his hand out to you, palm up, golden eyes full of warmth.

"What are you waiting for?" He asks, voice gentle and inviting.

You know what that hand means. It's clearer and clearer as this dream continues. At least you were given a chance to stand before them before your time comes to a close. You smile at Aether, bypassing his hand momentarily before coming to a stop in front of Kazuha. Those kind, scarlet eyes open tranquilly, his attention focusing on you. There's no hostility in him as he takes you in. You don't think you've ever seen a moment in Genshin where Kazuha's been anything but kind to those around him. He doesn't say a word, patience exuding from him. He's giving you the floor, which is kind, but also stressful. You feel as though everyone is focused on you. You hate being the center of attention.

"Promise you'll take care of her?" You ask, your eyes shimmering over.

You can't cry right now. If you start, you can't promise you'll ever stop. You don't want to be a blubbering mess in front of your favorite characters. You would hate to burden them with something more than this big favor. Even with those thoughts swimming through your head, Kazuha smiles at you warmly, eyes so full of life and caring centered on you.

"She will be safe, traveling with me." He promises, a hand held up to his chest, right over his heart.

You shut your eyes, tears slipping down your cheeks. Even so, you smile to show your appreciation.

"Thank you." You breathe out, a tightness in your chest dissipating.

Maybe him agreeing to take care of this has alleviated a huge stressor. You wish the one that encompassed the worry of your parents' well being was this simple to alleviate.

When you turn to your side, Aether holds his hand out in silent prompt. You let out a breathless chuckle. Although you're scared to see what awaits you on the other side… you slip your fingers into his hand. He's a big brother you've never had. You hope he takes you some place where you'll never hear a machine beep again.

A level ring fills the room, baited breath held while chocked sobs filled the hallway. Someone shut off the machine, the noise dying away instantly. The hiccups were that much easier to hear. No words were spoken for the longest while, sheets rustling as they were pulled to cover a pale face. It was serene, a first in many, many months. Nonetheless, the chest does not raise and fall in any capacity. With a small intake of breath, the doctor steps forward with a small frown.

"(Your full name). Time of death: three forty-two AM."

Notes:

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Chapter 2

Notes:

In my other Xiao fanfic (a cute ((is it biased to say that? ah well)) little slice of life where he raises a Liyue child) I have Lumine as the traveler so i thought for this one, it'd be cool to switch it up and have Aether. In hindsight, when I play, I have Lumine set as my traveler so if I get Aether's mannerisms a little off, bear with me. thaaaaanks,

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Chapter 2:

"Hey!"

You groaned at the voice trying to rouse you. It's the first time you've slept this well in ages and you know that if you open your eyes, you will have to catch up with all the pain and beeping and people trying to tell you that they know what's best—

"Hey! Don't ignore Paimon!"

"Five more minutes…" You plead, earning a furious noise in return.

"You called us here!" The voice states.

You know you won't be falling back asleep any time soon. Maybe it's a new doctor that's here to take a crack at your illness. You just want to tell them to go away. It's always the same. They start out super optimistic and it starts to go downhill, and after a few months they don't even visit anymore because they have no breakthrough to tell you or your parents about. There is no scientific formula that exists yet for your strain.

You groan, lifting your hands to your face and rubbing at your eyes. Fine, fine, you'll get up, but it doesn't mean that you have to be happy about it. The nurses usually know better than to wake you when you're sleeping, lest it be for meds, they usually let you be. Letting out a deep sigh, you open your eyes slowly. They shut right away, a direct correlation to how bloody bright it is. When the hell had your room gotten so fucking illuminated? You recoil from the light like a bloody vampire, throwing your arms up to protect your sensitive eyes.

"Are… you ok?"

That's a guy's voice. Another doctor? Sure, you suppose it isn't weird for them to come in pairs. At least two heads are statistically better than one. That's what they say anyways. It takes you a couple long seconds for you to get your eyes open long enough to focus on the back of your own arms.

"How rude! Don't just ignore us!"

The woman is throwing a tantrum. You want to play the cancer card and tell her off. In fact, you drop your arms and are about to do just that when the sight before you knocks the breath out of you. You gape at the two forms in front of you like a fish out of water. How was…. This just couldn't be possible…Standing before you were… Aether and Paimon? One of the twins from your favorite game and his… emergency food.

"Hey! You just thought of something rude, didn't you?!" Paimon practically shrieks, causing you to wince.

Aether crouches down in front of you, holding out a pouch for you. You blink at him, still stuck in your stupor. He cocks his head before opening the pouch and dumping some in his hand.

"Ah! Aether, don't waste water like that!" Paimon demands.

"It's just water. I'll take a sip if you're worried about poison." He states, ignoring the annoying pixie over his shoulder.

Bless this boy's heart, he thinks you're worried about poison. Nope, just having an existential crisis. Now that you think about it, your throat is dry and even though it's something you've dealt with nearly all your life, you take the water skin with a gentle word of thanks before chugging a ton of it. It tastes off… but you're not quite sure how to describe it other than the fact that it's not the water that Mary brings you when you're shoving pills down your throat.

"Your clothes aren't from any of the regions around here." Aether states, falling back so that he is sitting more comfortably in front of you.

You hold your arms out, taking yourself in for the first time. You're clad in different shades of green. The tights on your legs hug your curves tightly, teals, pines and viridian clashing. Your top is flowing, reminding you of a few Genshin designs. Although your torso and chest are covered in skintight fabric, the sleeves billow out as if to fly in the wind like a kite.

"Why is she staring at herself like it's the first time she's seeing this stuff?" Paimon asks gruffly.

"Probably because it is." Aether states, causing your head to snap towards him.

He smiles kindly at you, and you feel guilty for some reason. Like you've done something wrong. How could you have done something wrong by merely waking up?

"What world did you travel from, outlander?"

"Pfft, that's rich, coming from you." Paimon states, though Aether pays her sass no mind.

"E…Earth?" You state, shock still coursing through your veins unabashedly. "No wait… Is this?" You glance all around you, shocked at the detail that surrounds you in the plants and wild animals alike. "Am I… dreaming? Again?"

"Again, you say?" Aether interrupts your spiral, seemingly not caring that you're totally freaking out. "That must have been how you called out to me." He puts a hand on his chin as you blink at him.

"No, no. You don't understand! I'm going crazy." You look up at the sky, but it's the same color as it's always been.

You always thought that the sky would be a funky color if you were to ever, truly lose your mind, but it remains the same shades of blue with white clouds. It's as if your cracking sanity is mocking you.

"Well, you're kinda freaking out, but I don't think you're crazy." Aether helpfully supplies.

"Dude." You deadpan. "You're a videogame character. Literally mained you for like twenty or so levels before I drew for Xiao."

You're beginning to hyperventilate but you still manage to hear the gasp of shock that leaves Paimon's lips.

"How does she even—"

"Hey, listen to me. You aren't crazy."

Aether's revelation isn't helping. How could it when he's the one thing that is driving you to go mad?

Warm hands settle on your cheeks, firm grip earning your attention. Aether makes a show of taking a deep breath, but your chest is constricting too painfully. He lets it out slowly, but your vision's blurring from your tears. How is this even possible? It shouldn't be possible! Just yesterday you had fallen asleep to the incessant beeping of the stupid machines. This shouldn't be real!

"Hey! Focus on me."

Your attention snaps to the hand that grasps yours, pulling it slowly towards him. Just what is he planning to do—How the hell is a fictional character able to touch you?!
A choked gasp leaves your lips when your palm meets something warm. Your gaze flicks up to determined, golden eyes. In the next few seconds, you feel a rhythm beneath your fingers. You glance back down, understanding that it's a heartbeat. It's a lot calmer than you feel.

"Follow me."

Aether earns your attention once more, and this time, when he starts to take a deep breath, you imitate him.

It should be a crime how easy it is to talk to this guy! He's not once cut you off, and even interjects every now and then when you start to feel as though explaining isn't getting you anywhere. Paimon is not as courteous, but you try your best to keep your temper under wraps.

"I find it quite amusing that they wanted to tell my story." Aether states with a smile. "Though, I promise you, Lumine isn't fighting for the Fatui. In fact, she is on her own missions. Though we started traveling to different words together, at a certain point, everyone has to learn to walk alone." Aether states with a shrug of his shoulders.

"And this," you make a gesture that kinda encompasses everything. "Me telling you that it's all fake doesn't freak you out at all?" You ask, eyes wide with shock.

"Not at all. When I was young, I visited your realm with Lumine. Though I'm sure you've far outgrown the technology that was there when I was, it was still quite the sight to see. It's nice to know that we left a lasting impression."

"Lasting impre—Wait, hold up!" You state, putting your hands up in a 'stop motion'. "Are you saying that I'm not in a video game?!"

Aether has the gall to laugh. Scarlet rushes to your cheeks.

"I'm sorry." He states between small chuckles. "I don't mean to belittle you, please don't take it the wrong way. It's just, that's not very possible, is it?"

That's what you're trying to explain to him! That's the whole reason for your freak out!

"Unless your technology bypasses what I had assumed." He adds with an amused look.

"Oh, so now you got jokes?" You grumble.

"Hey! Paimon doesn't get it!" Paimon flies between the two of you. "You're from a different realm right? Are you like Aether?!"

"Am I—Girl, I don't even know what's happening…." You put your face in your hands, taking deep breaths to keep from freaking out once again.

"To put it in simpler terms, when my sister and I visited Earth, we seemed to have made a lasting impression. So much so that the residents of that realm thought it a good idea to create media based off of us. And from that media, we garnered fans." Aether gestures towards you, as you pull your hands away.

"Ok… Did Paimon exist in this media?!"

There are stars in her eyes. You could end her whole career but decided against it.

"You did." Your reply comes out as more of a breath than anything else.

"Oh?" Aether's eyes flash with something you can't quite pinpoint. "How strange. I only met Paimon recently. She was here when I realized that I could no longer leave this world." He states, causing you to raise a brow at him.

"I donno dude. I woke up like this." You throw your hands in the air.

"Hey! You mentioned Xiao before!" Paimon states, earning your attention. "Did you meet him?"

You share a look with Aether. It is coming to your attention that Paimon has no comprehension of what Aether had explained to her before.

"Um. No." You state, turning away with bright cheeks.

You're horrified that you can feel the warmth. Even more so that you nearly completed your afterthought of 'but I would love to'.

"Paimon still doesn't get it." The pixie deflates.

"I know." Both you and Aether say in unison, sharing a look of amusement when the pixie stomps her feet in midair.

0_0_0_0

You're sitting a few feet away from Aether and Paimon as they squabble about what they want to make for dinner. You could be helping, but instead, you're holding a vision in your hands with wide eyes. It had been clipped to your hip. When you had first shown up, you had been far too distracted to notice it. Aether had noticed it when you stood. You run your thumb over the smooth material, blinking several times just to make sure that it doesn't disappear like a mirage. You didn't think that this was possible. You still had to wonder just how this place even existed. Teyvat was, apparently, a real place. Not just land created within a videogame… and yet, Aether was facing the same issue that he was in said videogame, minus the urgency to find his sister. It was a curious thought… Maybe it was the beginning of the game? Maybe he hadn't seen the cut scene where she—Wait… It wouldn't be a cut scene… it'd be real life. Maybe he hasn't come face to face with Lumine yet.

"Hey! (your name), dinner's ready!" Paimon calls from where Aether is ladling something into a bowl.

You stand with haste, cheeks darkening as you stomach growls. You clip the vision to your hip, running you fingers over the turquoise wings. You still couldn't bring yourself to believe that this was really happening.

"You should hurry if you don't want Paimon to eat all of your share as well." Aether warns, causing you to move a little more quickly to join your traveling companions.

Notes:

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Chapter 3

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Chapter 3:

"These are absolutely gorgeous!" You gush, swiveling to see the glider that Aether's attached to your back.

"I think the Wings of Azure Wind suit you best." The blonde states as he hands a bag of coin to the happy looking vendor.

You blink at him before letting out a soft breath. It's been a few weeks since you and Aether have started traveling together and the two of you had felt the pain of you not having a glider early on in your travels.

"I'm going to pay you back!" You state, nodding to yourself. "Just as soon as we start taking on more bounties and stuff from the Adventurers' Guild I will. Promise."

Aether smiles before ruffling your hair. He's the same height as you, but still manages to make you feel smaller by comparison. You won't complain, there's something to be said about being coddled this way. It's not as stifling as it had been when you were in the hospital. There's affection behind it but also an understanding in which he knows not to push.

"I know you will. Let's try and figure out the best weapon for you before we go on taking bounties." He muses.

"Just be happy we didn't buy the glider in Monstadt! Amber would have run you ragged to get your license." Paimon huffed.

You didn't have the heart to tell her that you'd been through Amber's training before. Instead, you chose to think back to the rigmarole that was you struggling to trust that the glider would hold your weight. It's one thing to trust it as a videogame character, and another one entirely to throw yourself off a cliff without panicking.

"Thank you."

You make it a point not to look at Aether, but you know he heard you. He ruffles you hair again in silent acknowledgement as the three of you head out towards the Huaguan Stone Forest. You want to test your glider. You're also curious to know if the wind currents you're used to using are exclusive to the game or not. You're very aware that the teleporters from the game don't exist. It's an unfortunate lack of convenience, but has given you a reason to actually take in the scenery in Teyvat.

"Woo!"

You yell because you can, shutting your glider and freefalling, laughter spilling from you easily. Those wind currents, do, in fact exist, and they're awesome. You trigger your glider and catch one of those wind currents to bring you back up in the air. There is no pain as you yell out. There are no winces as you twist and turn in the air. You feel… free. Aether sits on the edge of a cliff, golden gaze trailed on you as you let yourself free fall once again. Paimon looks worried, but you can't bring yourself to care. You haven't felt this good in forever. The wind whips through your hair, your body light as you summon your glider on a whim yet again. Maybe it's because you're not sick anymore… or maybe it's because you have an anemo vision, but you feel at home gliding in these air currents. The wind bends to your will, guiding you away from dangerous, rocky surfaces and up towards your companions once again. You land a few paces from Aether, stumbling somewhat from your momentum.

"Oh my gosh! What a rush!" You declare, a huge smile on your face.

"You're gonna give Paimon a heart attack." The pixie breathes, pressing a tiny hand to her chest.

"I just—It's so beautiful." You say, cupping your hands around your mouth. "I love it here!" You call out, listening to your voice bouncing off the pillars of rocks.

"I'm glad you like it so much." Aether states.

"Like it—Aether! This place is a dream come true! I'm not stuck in a bed anymore! I can run! I can… I can fly!" You throw your arms out. "This vision," You point to your hip. "This vision was the best one that could ever be given to me." You smile, the sun beating down on you.

"Go again." Aether encourages.

You jump up giving out a yell of euphoria.

"You're the best!" You call before pitching yourself off the cliff side, fingers curling happily in the wind as it whips past you.

It's late, both Paimon and Aether are fast asleep. The hospital bed wasn't luxury by any means, but you don't understand how the two of them can just curl up and sleep without at least a mattress. We're you being too… bougie? God, that made you feel icky. Nonetheless, you accepted that you weren't sleeping and pushed yourself off your feel. Might as well explore a bit while Paimon and Aether slept. You would stay close by. If you remembered clearly, Liyue had baby geo thingies that roamed around like living Beyblades. As long as you stayed away from those, you'd be fine. Maybe you could hunt down a sunsettia and see what that tasted like. You had an inkling it tasted distinctly like a peach of sorts.

Liyue was definitely beautiful. It's beauty did not stop at the top of Mount Hulao, but continued on into the beautiful fields and villages. You haven't visited them all, but you were sure that it was a goal you could actually complete. What was once an impossible feat was now only a matter of time. It was such a freeing train of thought. So consuming, in fact, that you ran right into a clearing with a floating fire element… abyss mage?!

"Shit!" You gasped, trying to conceal yourself before you were spotted.

No dice, that quick movement grabbed it's attention. You hated these little gan-gan-woo fuckers. You tuned to high tail it out of dodge when the damn abyss mage teleported right before you, essentially singing you. You cursed out loud, flinching as the skin immediately bubbled.

"Really? You couldn't have been the hydro one?" You growled, stumbling back.

If there was ever a time for your vision to start working, now would be it. Now would be great. Fabulous even. You held your palm up and hoped to all hell you could fire a gale of wind without a catalyst. Yea… you knew that wouldn't fucking work.

"Gan-gan, woo!"

The abyss mage disappeared and appeared where you had just been standing.

"Ya! I know!" You huff, speaking to it even thought neither one of you understood each other.

You needed a weapon. Yes, any weapon would do. What weapons could you use? Was there anything convenient to find nearby like when you were exploring in the videogame? What weapon were you even hoping for? An image popped into your head that had you sinking your teeth into your lower lip. You dodged another shot of pyro magic, hoping to god you didn't get burned again. The bubbling skin on your forearm was enough to draw tears to your eyes.

"Fuck!" You hissed through your teeth.

He didn't even know who you were. This probably wasn't even going to work. When you were on Earth, he had given Aether, or the traveler in the game, the right to call out to him. Just who did you think you were thinking you could casually call out to him? A grunt of pain left your lips as you pitched yourself sidewise to dodge another blast from your new friend. So far, Liyue had only shown you all its beauty and none of its thorns. It could be as scary as it could be beautiful. The abyss mage mocked you, waving its hands around in the air. Tears continued to prick at the corner of your eyes, though now they held a significant level of fear in them. Were you gonna die here?

Call out my name and I will be here.

Were you really considering this? Would he even come? In the quest where Paimon called out to him, he didn't show. Only when his name left Aether's lips did he actually…

"Shit!"

You dodged that last blast by a hair's breath. You turned to put some distance between you and the abyss mage when your foot caught on something. You gaze widened as you went crashing down, knees smacking against the ground with a force that actually elicited a whimper. You turned a panicked look over your shoulder to see fire coming right for you. Your arm pulsed in anticipation. That would go right through you. If merely brushing the mage's shield had caused your arm to bubble, you don't want to know what this will do to you.

"Xiao! Please save me!"

Your voice is hoarse with fear as you throw your arms up in a futile attempt to protect yourself. It won't stop the heat from consuming you, but your instincts do it anyways. And just as you assume that it's game over, that your cry for help has fallen on deaf ears, you feel a gust of wind from behind. Your sleeves whip around you, causing a gasp to leave your lips. You open your eyes just in time to see a figure descending on top of the abyss mage. It's a joke how easily he dispatches the threat that you had worried would take your life. It makes you feel relieved and also hate yourself a bit. Tears of relief flood your cheeks as you let out shaky breaths. You press a hand to your chest, trying to calm the beat of your heart.

You turn back towards the abyss mage, watching as Xiao dispels the Jade spear he had held even in your play through. His bright eyes glow in the moon's light as he fixes them on you. You're happy he heard you, but not at all prepared for this conversation. You're pretty sure you're about to combust. You pray the ground opens up and swallows you whole.

"(y/n)!"

"Aether?"

God, his voice is the exact same. It sends shivers down your spine.

"Xiao?"

Aether looks out of sorts. His hand wrapped around a sword, chest heaving as he comes into the clearing. Paimon is hot on his heels, ignoring both Xiao and he to fly towards you.

"Your arm! What happened?!" She demands, flying around you frantically but, mercifully, not touching the wound.

"I… An abyss mage… pyro." You couldn't string together a sentence, so you hoped those words were coherent enough for her to put the equation together.

Xiao's turned his attention back towards you, and you pretend that you can't feel his gaze. This was not the way you wanted to meet him for the first time. Curse that bloody abyss mage for making you panic! Curse it for attacking you when you were just minding your own damn business.

"Are you ok?"

Aether startles you, earning your attention right away. He had been standing with Xiao, talking to the adeptus mere seconds prior.

"That's a nasty burn… I have some stuff for that…" Aether leads off, dumping his bag off his shoulder and riffling through it.

You hope whatever he has is potent because this burn is flaring up. Paimon's scolding you, and you're ignoring her. She has a point about not leaving the group, especially in the middle of the night, yada yada. You deserve it, but that doesn't mean you want to listen to it. Aether pulls out a tiny container of some sort of cream before he pulls your sleeve up a little more to give himself more work room. Miraculously, your clothing had survived this whole ordeal. That's convenient, you supposed. You wouldn't want for Aether to spend even more Mora trying to replace the ones you currently used. You let out a sigh of content as he spread the solution on your arm.

"It's made with both cryo and hydro slime, amongst other things. It should help with the burn." Aether explains as you cradle your arm against your chest.

Chills run up your spine, causing you to look over your shoulder. Right… He's still here.

"How were you able to do that?" He asks, as if you understand what he was asking.

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Chapter 4

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Xiao's staring at you, waiting for answers and it's doing funny things to your heart. If you were still hooked up to one of those machines back in the hospital, a doctor would have been notified of the irregularities.

"I would love to answer you but I'm gonna need you to specify a little more." You state, wincing as Aether wraps bandages around your wound.

He offers you a small smile as apology before continuing with his work.

"Call for my help." Xiao replies easily, though his gaze doesn't shift from you and you don't know if you particularly like being scrutinized like this.

It feels like when the new doctors would come in and ask you the same stupid questions.

"Uh. I opened my mouth?"

You're being cheeky and the Yaksha does not appreciate it. If you're being quite honest, you're running on no sleep, adrenaline from a scuffle with an abyss mage, and a smidgen of fear. You don't have it in you to feel guilty when he narrows his eyes at you.

"You shouldn't be able to do that." He then supplies, causing you to roll your eyes.

"While I'm glad I was an abnormality otherwise I'd be rather crispy right about now." You reply, raising a brow as Paimon tries to hide her laughter.

You're being rude. Rude to Xiao. Why? He doesn't deserve that. He's curious why you're calling on the power of the Vigilante Yaksha for a mere abyss mage. He doesn't voice these types of thoughts however, but in hindsight, he doesn't really need to with the way his lips turn down and his eyes bore into you. Those bright yellow hues shift from your face to fall towards your hip. At first you're caught off by the movement, but you then remember that your vision is clipped to your hip. Your cheeks burn in mortification as you shake your head to get rid of the horrendous thoughts you had been having.

"Why summon me when you have the power to dispatch it yourself?"

A valid question, though it's embarrassing to answer. You turn away from his gaze, embarrassment egging on the flames in your cheeks.

"She's only received it a couple weeks ago. She's still trying to figure it out."

Aether explains the situation easily enough while Xiao crossed his arms over his chest. He's contemplating you but also doesn't want to disregard the traveler's words. Ship wars aside, Aether (or Lumine depending on the player) was someone Xiao trusted. You hoped it was enough for him to stop looking… through you. It brought up bad memories.

"Alright." You let out a sigh. "Sorry for calling out to you. It was my first time coming face to face with an abyss mage and I panicked." You divulged. "I probably should not have called out to a Yaksha for a mere abyss mage. In hindsight, you did save my life, so thank you." You gave a little head bow, hoping that it was customary enough. "To make up for my idiocy, I'll offer you this," you hold up your pointer finger with a small smile. "After I've slept a couple of hours, cause I'm super exhausted after having run around like a chicken with my head lopped off, I'll bring you a serving of almond tofu. That sound good?"

Xiao's eyes widen a fraction, and even Paimon lets out a noise indicating she's surprised. Only Aether has a warm smile in place and doesn't seemed shocked that you're acutely aware of the adeptus' favorite food.

"What's a chicken?..." Paimon murmurs from behind you.

"I think that's a fair trade. What do you think, Xiao?" The blonde asks, keeping his easy smile.

Bless his heart for real. What would you do without Aether to keep things rolling?

"Fine."

And with that, the Yaksha disappears. You let out a loud groan that had the blonde chuckling at your dispense.

"Why is he so bloody intense?" You breathe out. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I mained him for half a year but the game doesn't give us much right? I'm assuming they can't because they don't know anything, but damn." You huff out, running fingers through your hair.

"Xiao's not a bad person, he's just not…"

"Used to people?" You finish Aether's sentence, earning a smile from the optimistic blonde.

"I suppose we can go with that analyzing." He agrees.

"Oh shit!" You gasp, a realization dawning on you. "I literally have no idea how to make almond tofu!"

Aether blinks at you before chuckling. You're embarrassment comes back with a vengeance as Paimon rolls her eyes. The blonde pushes himself up and holds a hand out towards you. You take it easily, letting Aether pull you to your feet before you dust off your clothing.

"I'll teach you. Let's head to the Wangshuu Inn."

You blinked at Aether, the cogs in your head running on overtime.

"You want me to practice making Xiao dessert where Xiao lives? You're setting me up to be ridiculed." You pout while the blonde chuckles.

"You and I both know that Xiao isn't that type of person." Aether says as you fall into step beside him. "And besides, you're assuming that he has nothing better to do than keep an eye on you."

"Hey, I can't control what other people want to watch." You throw your hands up in mock surrender, earning an amused look from your traveling companion.

"Paimon thinks you're being a little conceited." The pixie divulges.

"Well, maybe Paimon should keep her opinions to herself." You replied, fixing her with a weak glare.

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"AHA!"

Your euphoria doesn't surprise anyone. The chefs are used to your noises of either contempt or distress. Plus, having Aether with you means you have free rein of the kitchen. It was something else to be close to Teyvat's hero. You couldn't have chosen a better partner to show you the world.

"Aether! This is the one!" You bound over, shoving a plate into the blonde's face.

His smile is a little uncertain, though you don't blame him. The sun has both risen and fallen at this point. Sleep, who is she? Either way, you had a feeling about this one. Paimon had said it tasted good, which was an evolution from "tastes alright I guess…" and you'll take it! The traveler before you takes the spoon and scoops a bit of the sweet before bringing said spoon to his lips. You wait in baited breath as Aether scrutinizes your work. You have this uncanny feeling of being on one of those Master Chef series. You would have been called an idiot sandwich far too many times by now.

"It's good." The blonde divulges with an easy smile, watching as you practically melt with relief. "Xiao will love it." He then adds, causing your heart to skip a beat without your permission.

Right. You actually needed to present this to Xiao. Like actually hand it to him. As in give it to him as a thank you gift. For saving your life. Given that he was annoyed with you for calling out to him.

"What if he thinks it's awful?…" You murmur in a moment of weakness.

Aether smiles warmly at you, lifting his hand to ruffle your locks.

"You worry too much." He divulges, earning a pout from you. "You remind me of the first time I met him. It was kinda nerve wracking calling out to him. And he was kinda… cranky when I first met him too. Just give him some time to warm up to you. I promise he's not that bad… just, uh, prickly."

You know exactly what Aether is talking about, and yet you still worry about this stupid endeavor. It's not like he isn't expecting you, so there's no real reason for you to be panicking like this.

"Well, if Xiao's not happy, Paimon will eat his sweets!" The pixie declares, crossing her little arms on her chest.

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You couldn't fathom why it was that Aether told you to give the sweet to Xiao alone. Even Paimon had argued his decision until he'd given her a look that she somehow understood. Good for them for having that type of friendship where they could read minds. It made you miss Sara.

Letting out a gentle sigh, you step out onto the balcony of Xiao's humble abode. There's no "room" per se, but you had already expected that. Whatever team worked on Genshin's design was very accurate. You both appreciated it and felt a little put off by it.

"Alright." You let out a heavy sigh, trying to expend you nerves. "Hey Xiao, I have your dessert."

The hairs on the back of your neck stood on edge, letting you know that someone's presence had just popped up.

"That's really uncanny, the way you pop up outta nowhere." You divulge, turning towards him with your hand out.

Was that… mirth in his gaze? Either way, he takes the plate from you, gloved hand grasping at the spoon you'd brought up.

"You took longer than I expected."

He's not being rude. It's just an observation. You glance over the railing, up at the sky. The moon is high up, not covered by any clouds. It's beautiful.

"I've never cooked before." You divulge with a soft chuckle. "I had to learn from Aether. And Paimon is literally a garbage disposal for food. I almost lost my fingers trying to get that for you."

The yaksha continues to eat in silence before you hear the spoon clatter against the porcelain plate. You turn your attention towards him with a look that lets him know you're waiting for a review. It has your chest constricting with both excitement and stress.

"What?" Xiao asked, raising a brow.

You blink at him before letting out a sigh. Right. Human tells or curtsies probably weren't something his was efficient in.

"Was it good or did I mess up your favorite dessert?" You ask, waiting as Xiao merely stared at you.

"I ate it all." He divulges, leading you to smile.

"Could just say it was good. You'd put my heart at ease." You muse, leaning your arms on the balcony.

"Why are you worried about my opinion?"

What a loaded question. Probably because you have this huge… thing about Xiao. It's insane actually meeting him in person like this. Course, you had never thought it at all possible that you'd meet with your favorite Genshin character so you'd never even entertained the possibility. Now, standing beside him, you heart sings praises even as he refuses to put you at ease. You let out a gentle laugh.

"I spent all day perfecting that recipe for the next time I stumble on an abyss mage." You muse, watching as the adeptus' brows furrow.

You actually laugh at the look he's giving you, which only seems to miff him. You turn away from the sky, leaning your back against the railing before sinking until you're seated on the ground.

"I'm kidding. Kinda." You muse. "Though, if it's a choice between burning alive and calling out to you, sorry." You smile, watching as Xiao turns his attention out towards the star.

"I thought you said you were gonna sleep."

You blink at him, shock taking over your expression. How curious that he would comment on your lack of rest. Were you rambling and annoying the shit out of him? Oops.

"I was having way too much fun learning how to make that." You nod towards the empty plate. "Plus… where I come from…" you turn away from him, small smile taking over your features. "Every aspect of my life was run by the hospital… so it was kind of nice to feel like I was rebelling. A rebel with no cause, if you will." You chuckled at your own expense.

There are a couple beats of silence that make you wonder if you've made Xiao uncomfortable. You look up, but his face seems passive, the moon light catching his eyes, the stars reflected in his bright hues. He's really pretty. The thought has you turning away with burning cheeks. Hormones be gone!

"Are you sick?"

The question catches you off guard. Back home, that question had never really bothered you. Then again, nobody really asked it anymore after you got admitted.

"God, I hope not." You huff, watching as Xiao turned towards you. "Uh… how can I say this without sounding absolutely insane?…" You think out loud, ignoring the way Xiao rose a brow at you. "I think… I think I died in my world."

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Chapter 5

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The adeptus blinks at you. Yep, you sounded crazy. It's a good thing you didn't see any insane asylums while playing Genshin, because you'd definitely be locked up. You should probably cross-reference with Aether to be absolutely certain.

"You said 'your world'." Xiao grabs your attention, earning a cocking of you head.

"I did…" you tread carefully.

He turns his gaze towards you, and you finally think of what they resemble. It's the moon. You see the moon in Xiao's eyes.

"Are you like Aether, then?" He asks, arms crossed over his chest.

You hum in answer, mulling over how to reply to that question. Xiao's patient with you, which is nice. He has no reason to rush. You don't even think he sleeps.

"Kinda, I guess?" You eventually divulge. "But, I mean. I have a vision." You unclip said vision from your hip, scrutinizing it under the moon light. "Though, I donno how to use it," you sigh heavily.

"What weapon do you rely on in battle?"

"Uh…" you lead off before shrugging.

"You… don't know?" Xiao asks, raising a brow at you.

"Hey! Don't judge me. I literally showed up in Teyvat a couple weeks ago. I have no idea what I'm doing." You groan, pushing your face into your hands.

"Aether hasn't been helping you?"

"Are you kidding? The guy is my one saving grace, though I could do without the annoying pixie…" you grumble the last part, earning another ghost of a smile from Xiao. "But Aether doesn't have a vision. He doesn't even know where to start when it comes to accessing that type of energy…" You sigh.

"Have you tried picking a weapon up?"

has stopped working. As you stare up at the adeptus, he gives you a look of what you can only describe as disappointment.

"How can you expect to learn without even trying?" Xiao sighs, looking annoyed.

You kinda feel miffed too, but you're not about to tell him that. Instead, you let out a sigh, running fingers through your tangled hair.

"Sorry. When I showed up, I'm gonna be completely honest with you, but holding a weapon wasn't even my third priority, let alone the first." You shrug. "But, you're right. I will try to see… what weapon feels best in my hands."

You cringe at the thought, but try to dispel the feeling. You don't want to be a damsel in distress. If at all feasible, you'd like to stand next to Aether and even Xiao when push came to shove.

Xiao startles you by taking a seat, though there is enough room between you two to make anyone feel awkward. You try not to feel insulted. You know Xiao is particular about keeping his space from people.

"Why do you think you're… dead in your world? It wouldn't make sense for you to exist if you've perished."

You laugh at how serious he's being. As if you can tell him how you came to Teyvat. He looks miffed by your amusement, but you can't help it. You're tired and in a place that you've only seen animated. It's real now, with how you can feel the wooden planks that build up the Wangshuu inn. See the potted plant that you're not sure Xiao chose or that the management put in for him.

"I donno, Xiao." You muse. "I thought my illness killed me. Maybe it just smuggled me into a new world. Who knew cancer could be so cool?"

It's dry humor that you're acutely aware the Yaksha can't wrap his mind around. He probably doesn't understand most of what you said. It's fine, it almost feels good to say it out loud.

"I didn't mean to pry." He says all of a sudden, looking back up at the sky.

"You're amusing." You reply with a small grin, earning a scoff from the Yaksha.

You might make it your goal to see all the different expressions on his face.

"How so?" He asks.

"I expected you to be more abrasive, but you're actually quite sweet. I always assumed you weren't good with people, but hell, you're doing just fine."

"You speak as if you know me."

You hum at the words with a hint of accusation behind them.

"I knew of you." You divulge. "I really wanted to meet you in person." You then add, an easy smile on your lips. "I donno. I felt as though I could relate, I guess." You shrug while Xiao narrows his eyes at you. "No disrespect meant there." You added.

"In what aspect?" The adeptus demands.

"You're more chatty then I expected too." You muse.

Xiao continues staring at you before you scoff at him. He blinks his eyes at you, probably a tell that you've surprised him. It's kinda cute.

"Stop looking at me like that." You huff, referring to how he'd been glaring at you before. "I feel like you're looking right through me." You mumbled, pulling your knees up and resting your head on your arms.

"I can't do that." Xiao replies, which causes you to giggle.

You know he doesn't mean it as a joke, in fact, he's a hundred percent serious and that makes it so much funnier.

"Why are you laughing at me?"

You wipe your eyes, taking in the uncomfortable Yaksha sitting at least a meter away from you.

"Cause that was adorable." You divulge, grinning when Xiao turns away from you. "What I said before is an expression. It means you're not looking at me as a person, but rather, into my soul. It can be an uncomfortable feeling for most."

"I don't see why." The adeptus states, though it's more of an encouragement to understand than a disregard to your feelings.

"Well, some people aren't open to sharing their thoughts and feelings. They don't feel comfortable being an open book. Kinda like you."

Xiao blinks at you, a little shocked to hear those words leave your lips. You smile at him while he processes them.

"I… see." He divulges, clearly more focused on the fact that you called him out rather than the explanation he received.

"It's ok to be recluse, Xiao. I'm not telling you to change, I really meant that… hm. I donno, like I said before, we share a few things in common." You shrug while Xiao stares at the moon.

You look up at the sky too, the stars reflecting now in both of your eyes. You don't share any words, and soon enough, a drowsiness starts to take over. You push your hand to your mouth to hide a yawn, though you're probably not as successful as you would like.

"You should rest." The Yaksha says.

"Ya… but I'm too lazy to get up." You admit, leaning your head against the railing with your eyes closed.

"Aren't you worried?"

"About what?" You ask, not bothering to open your eyes again.

"To be sleeping, so unguarded like that, in the open?"

You let out a soft chuckle.

"With the Guardian Yaksha at my side? Never." You hum.

0_0_0_0

Xiao is a little shocked to see someone so carelessly trusting. It's a little nerve-wracking to watch as she really does just… fall asleep on his balcony. Unabashedly falls asleep in his space. Who was this girl?

"Oh. Well, that developed faster than I anticipated."

Xiao turned his attention towards the traveler as he stepped out into the moon light. He feels like he's been caught red handed, though he can't, for the life of him, understand what for.

"I don't understand her." He states, turning away from the outlander.

"I didn't think you would." Aether muses, earning a miffed look from the Yaksha. "She was really excited to bring you that." The blonde nodded towards the empty plate.

"I can't fathom why." Xiao breathed out with the blonde chuckles at his defense.

"Is it so bad that someone wants to get to know you?" Aether asks with a small smile. "It's not necessarily a bad thing."

"She doesn't want to get to know me." Xiao says all of a sudden. "She wants to get to know the Guardian Yaksha."

"That's you." Aether says, with a knowing look.

"You knew what I meant." Xiao huffed, earning another laugh.

"You're not fooling anyone. If you weren't at least a little curious about her situation, you would have left."

"This is my home." The adeptus raises a brow.

"Xiao." Aether pins him with a knowing look. "You looked borderline constipated when Yelan and Yanfei had been speaking to you."

The Yaksha's brow pinches but he chooses to stay silent. Aether knows that he's made his point known, so his shit eating grin is deserved.

"I wasn't expecting them."

It's a weak rebuttal that Aether immediately jumps on. He loves playing this game, especially with the Vigilante Yaksha.

"So, then by your logic, you were expecting the outlander?" He muses.

Xiao pressed his lips together. In the next blink, the place he was sitting in is voided. Aether lets out a breath of a laugh, knowing full well that he wasn't too far.

"Alright. Goodnight, Xiao." He concedes, bending down and grabbing the outlander.

0_0_0_0

With gentle movement, Aether lifts you effortlessly, turning towards the roof of the Wangshuu Inn one last time to see if he can catch the tail end of teal. He doesn't see Xiao, but he doesn't have to to know that the Yaksha isn't too far. How amusing was it that he'd managed to pull such a reaction to the being that has watched over Liyue for thousands of years? He hoped that you would be able to break through that thick wall Xiao so loved to build between himself and everyone else. In the short time that Aether had gotten to know you, he'd picked up on the fact that your personality was a bit like a whirlwind. He had zero issues with the way you spoke your mind and enjoyed everything Liyue had to offer with excitement and enjoyment. He hoped that you continued to thrive on the things that Teyvat had to offer to you. He especially hoped that the affection you felt for a certain adeptus would grow as well. He wasn't blind, he'd seen the way you smiled when talking about Xiao before even meeting him. He'd seen the way you shied away at the mere aspect of bringing Xiao a sweet as a thank you. How could he not think that you had a fat crush on Liyue's Guardian Yaksha. He was behind you one hundred percent. As long as you or Xiao didn't get hurt in the process, Aether would be your number one cheerleader.

Setting you in the bed within the room he'd purchased from Verr, Aether stretched his arms above him. Paimon was already snoring away on the bed across from your own. He let out a gentle sigh, his arms falling back to his side. He'd met a lot of people from within Teyvat, but none of them were quite as interesting as you were. You were an absolute enigma. An outlander from another world… quite like his own. You had mentioned a media device that allowed you to see into his life within Teyvat. It was a little scary, some of the information you had shouldn't be something that was accessible if this media was just another retelling of his story. Paimon hadn't existed back then and that was absolutely crazy to think about. Just how had you managed to drop yourself in Teyvat? And how had this source of media even managed to capture a being like Paimon when she hadn't been known to him. He couldn't have spoken of Paimon if she had never met him… Does this mean that much like you were an outlander to Teyvat, someone from Teyvat was an outlander in your world? Someone who knew his story, amongst others, well enough that they could retell all their stories with stunning accuracy? The thought sent a shudder up his spine. There were too many unknowns and not enough blanks with answers to be filled in. He wanted to have another conversation with you, but how could he do that when you were already stressing about your place in Teyvat. Does it matter where you came from as long as you're not hurting anyone? Does it matter that some fly on the wall seems to be feeding his life's story to another universe? These were all questions he would have to ponder at another time to come to the answer. For now, he wanted to be your rock; the person you could come to in order to solve any problem or question… and to do that, he needed to avoid stressing you out for anything stupid. So far, you hadn't given him any reason to believe that you were a negative or evil source to be expelled… so for now, he would continue to show you Teyvat and aid in your conquest in getting to know the Vigilante Yaksha.

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Chapter 6

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When you open your eyes, you feel better than you've probably every felt in your life. It could, a hundred percent, be linked to the fact that you sat up in a bed. You let out an obscene groan as you stretch before flopping back onto the bed. It's the most comfortable thing you've slept on in forever. There are no tubes hooked up to you, and no machines producing an incessant beeping.

"Why are you smiling so creepily?"

And then the bubble popped. Fucking pixie getting up in your space. You huffed before throwing your legs over the edge of the bed to get up.

"You could say good morning to Paimon!" The pixie fluttered after you, apparently irritated with your lack of morning manners.

"Good morning Paimon." You regurgitated, voice flat, earning an annoyed sound from the small being.

You smirked, triumphant in your endeavor before heading into the washroom. Morning routine taken care of, you made your way downstairs towards the small kitchen you had learnt the path to long before waking up in this world. Aether sat at the table, eyes closed with his hands wrapped around a mug.

"Is that the equivalent of coffee?" You ask, startling the blonde.

After he passes through his initial shock, he offers you a kind smile. Taking the seat in front of him, you lean over to pear into his cup. You're happy to see a brown liquid in it.

"I was never allowed coffee in the hospital unless it was a special occasion." You explained when Aether rose a brow at you. "Can I have a mug?"

He nodded, standing before coming back with what you had requested. The smell was just as heavenly as you remembered. Sara used to sneak you sips every now and then, but she mostly drank the frozen kind and that stuff was severely watered down. You smiled warmly at the memory. You missed Sara and her uncanny ability to make you feel safe in even the most precarious of situations. You hoped that she wasn't crying alone right now.

"So. What's your plan for today?" Aether asks, clearly awake enough to attempt conversation with you now.

You hummed in contemplation. Now was probably a better time than any to learn which weapon you were most proficient with. The earlier you became comfortable with a weapon, the quicker you could start helping with or taking on commissions of your own. You were getting dangerously close to leech like behavior and you hated it.

"Probably best to start looking at how best to use my vision." You shrugged, earning a smile from Aether.

"Anything call out to you?" He asks, setting the cogs in your brain to work.

You'd mained Xiao for the better half of the year. He was the anemo user you were most comfortable with using. So when looking at your own vision, the first weapon that came to mind was a polearm. Then again, Aether had been the first character you had used in the game, and his proficiency with a sword was nothing to scoff at. Not to mention Kazuha made the blade look so sophisticated when he wielded it. Heizou punching people with air just made you laugh. You actually snorted aloud, causing Aether to raise a brow at you.

"Sorry. I just remembered that Heizou punches people with air…" You pressed your lips together, trying to deny yourself the amusement.

Meanwhile, Aether's eyebrows pinch together before he turned his gaze elsewhere. He looked troubled as he scratched at the back of his head.

"What? Did I say something to upset you?" You asked, a sudden wave of guilt washing over you.

"No. It's just… Paimon and I just recently met Heizou for the first time."

Aether looks really uncomfortable. You wanna do something to help, but you're not sure how to do that, so you shrug.

"I'm not sure how he could be incorporated into your media if I was never able to tell anyone of our meeting…" he elaborated while you blinked at him.

"I got nothing for ya." You mumbled. "Sorry."

Guilt was a funny thing. You had no control over what the creators of Genshin Impact put into their game, and yet, you felt terrible at seeing Aether so uncomfortable. In hindsight, you'd be super uncomfortable if some random stranger pulled up and knew even small details about your life that you thought were privy to your own thoughts. Maybe you should stop telling Aether all the things you know…

You jumped when you felt a hand land on your head. Your gaze bounced up to meet gentle gold. The smile on his face has washed away his momentary grief. You hope he isn't putting on a guise for you.

"Sorry. I'm not upset." Aether stated, ruffling your hair gently before pulling his arm back to his side.

"It's weird, huh?" You ask timidly.

"Very." He agrees before letting out a sigh. "In the same breath, I assume it's weird for you as well. Having to figure out what you can and can't say in front of others not to garner suspicion or worse. I don't want to become another stressor to you, so please continue to confide in me if you feel comfortable enough." The blonde explained, keeping his smile.

Bless this boy and his heart of gold.

0_0_0_0

What was the harm? No need to be stressed. Except you one hundred percent were stressed out of your mind! When Aether had suggested you seek Xiao out to pick up some tricks on using a polearm, the idea had seemed like a good one. But now you were standing on his balcony and feeling really stupid. How to ask a Yaksha to train you, a mere spec in Liyue's long history, to wield a polearm? This was stupid. You could ask literally anyone else. Xiao had enough on his plate already. Yep. It was decided, you wouldn't bother the adeptus today.

"Do you usually mill about on other people's private property?"

Son of a bitch. Now there was no swift escape. He also really scared the crap out of you, causing your shoulders to hike up to your ears. In hindsight, Xiao did have a tendency to come and go unannounced. You should have expected he'd be close by.

"You have one of the best views in Liyue." You respond, mentally slapping yourself.

What kind of piss-poor excuse was that? Now you had to run with it. You're an absolute idiot. Feigning ignorance to the turmoil running rampant inside of you, you leant your arms on the balcony railing. Xiao stood a little ways away, his arms crossed, letting you know that he still wasn't very comfortable with you yet. Now that you thought about it, you didn't really blame him. Some random chick that keeps showing up on his doorstep (balcony?) to pester him. Maybe he's just irritated with you. That kinda sucks.

"Contrary to rumors, I cannot read minds. If you want something, you need to tell me."

You blinked before turning your attention towards the Yaksha, surprise lighting up your gaze. Xiao looked a little bored. He wasn't really looking at you. That made you a little sad, but you chose not to comment on it. He wasn't very good at mortal interaction. That's fine. It wasn't really your favorite thing either.

"Aether told me that it would be a good idea to ask for your help with learning a polearm. Since we have the same vision and all." You explained, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Me?"

The word was a little meek, which was fucking adorable. When you turned your attention towards Xiao, it was just in time to watch him wash away the look of surprise.

"Yup." You popped the 'p' for emphasis.

The silence between the two of you was palpable, and not at all comfortable. You were dying for him to break it, but he seemed to be mulling some things over. You turned your attention back out towards Liyue. You weren't lying when you told Xiao he had one of the best views. Well, technically, but ya. Liyue was absolutely gorgeous to look at, especially from high up.

"Why me?"

All that time, and that was what he has to ask? He had turned his body away from you, a clear indicator that he was uncomfortable. You were no therapist, but you'd seen that particular habit a lot in the hospital.

"Why not you?" You replied, earning a scoff from the adeptus.

You chuckled at his expense, not at all deterred by the annoyance wafting off of him.

"If you don't want to or are too busy, that's one thing, but I would love if you taught me a few things. I have no idea what I'm doing and I really would rather not have to call you every time an abyss mage materializes before me." You shrugged casually, turning your attention back towards the Yaksha.

More silence. Your mind briefly wandered towards the movie Inside Out before you pressed your lips together to keep from making your mirth public knowledge. You wondered how the emotions inside of Xiao were raging war.

"I'm not a benevolent teacher." Came Xiao's reply.

"Nor am I a normal student. Should be entertaining at the very least." You flashed Xiao a smile, earning another shocked look.

"At least show me how to grip it, we'll go from there." You let out an exasperated sigh.

"You're quite insistent."

"Is that a yes?"

You practically sparkled as you waited for his response. He looked really uncomfortable, which was both amusing and off putting. He turned his gaze away from you letting out a sigh.

"Just the basics."

0_0_0_0

"Y'know." You practically wheezed that word, flopping backwards onto the ground.

The basic polearm in your hands clattered against the ground a few times before going still. The sun was setting, telling of how many hours you had spent at the mercy of Xiao's training.

"I think I understand why Ganyu went back to desk work." You grumbled, shutting your eyes.

You heard an exasperated sigh but didn't move. Your body was already sore from the time spent going through different stretches and stuff. Truth be told, the polearm felt at home in your hands, which was strange, given you've never used one before. You'd never had any weapon in your hands before. Nonetheless, even Xiao was a little surprised at how fluently you seemed to move with the blade. You sort of felt like you were dancing. Maybe you could link it to your anemo vision… but still, it was interesting.

"Your form needs work."

"Aye aye, captain." You offered a weak salute without opening your eyes.

They didn't need to be open to feel the irritation rolling off of the Yaksha in waves. You didn't even bother to stifle your laugh, which, in hindsight, you should have known wouldn't help your case whatsoever.

"If you don't want to take this seriously, then I will just as well be off—"

"Xiao." You cut him off, sitting up with a soft groan. "I appreciate the time you spent training me today." You offered a sincere smile that had the adeptus looking a little put off. "I don't have the same stamina as you do. Sorry." You chuckle weakly.

Xiao blinked at you, his eyebrows raising for a split second before the expression washed away. He hummed as a noise of commitment, which let you know he had, at the very least, listened to your words.

"Tomorrow. Dawn. Meet me here once again." Xiao instructed, making your heart flutter gently.

Excitement bubbled from within you, even at the thought of having to get up at the crack of dawn. Xiao was agreeing to train you! For more than one day! He must see some potential right? He wouldn't want to train someone who showed zero merit so that must be the case!

"Yes!" You pumped your fists into the air, earning an exasperated look from the adeptus. "I promise to do my best." You smiled happily.

Notes:

MC: teach me how to weapon
Xiao: how to what?

*Aether in the bushes with cupid's arrow*

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Chapter 7

Notes:

When I said slowburn i totally meant it. They're so wierd around each other T_T

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Chapter 7:

Aether sat on the roof of the Wangshuu Inn, knowing full well that this was where Xiao would return to when he was done with his evening patrol. He wanted to check in on you, but without really asking you, if that made sense. You spent most of your time together, but the times you didn't, you were with Xiao.

"Aether?"

The blonde looked up as Xiao practically materialized before him. The Yaksha looked a little worried, if he was reading the pinch of his brow correctly. Xiao was still pretty reserved with his emotions, so Aether still pretty much made educated guesses as to what the Yaksha was thinking. He was probably wrong half the time as well.

"I was curious how she did today." Aether divulged, leaning back onto the roof and returning his gaze to the sky.

Xiao stood silent for a long stretch before he sat as well. There was ample space between them, something Aether had come to understand were Xiao's boundaries. Even if it was large enough to make anyone a little unsettled, he paid it no mind. He was used to Xiao's mannerisms in that aspect.

"Why not ask her?" Xiao voiced, eventually, earning a gentle laugh from the blonde.

"She came in like a whirlwind before barely making it to bed." He mused, flipping onto his side to face the Yaksha. "But she was ecstatic, and I'm absolutely certain that it has something to do with you."

"She was very open with her disdain towards my training methods." Xiao countered, his own attention fixated, pointedly, on the moon and not on the traveler.

"Most people aren't huge fans of exertion." Aether shrugged. "She's really pleased that you're willing to train her though. She said as much."

"I don't see why." The Yaksha responded.

Aether tried his hardest not to burst out laughing at the constipated look on Xiao's face. A look he was starting to see quite often when you were part of the equation.

"Maybe she just likes you as a person." Aether offered, earning a scoff from the Yaksha.

"She holds a blade like it is not the first time she has done so, but when she swings, she does so with the uncertainty of a newborn infant."

Ah, he chose to ignore that statement. No matter, Aether had nothing but time. It's not exactly like he had a mission to complete. He was kinda just stuck here… It wasn't all that bad. He still missed Lumine, but at least the people of Teyvat were super welcoming and he was able to make a solid living while he tried to figure out how to get back to his sister… so maybe he did have a mission, but he wasn't too hard pressed to get it completed right this second.

"You mean she knows how to hold the polearm, but not how to use it? Doesn't that mean she's gone to the right person?" Aether rose a brow at Xiao, who was giving him another annoyed look.

It was far too easy to rile up the Vigilante Yaksha. Amusing, though he wouldn't continue to push his luck.

"She could have gone to anyone else. The funeral parlor girl… the one who performs…"

"Xiao, they have names." Aether mused. "And I'm sure both Hu Tao and Yun Jin would be interesting teachers, but they have a different elemental infusion than you do. The whole point of reaching out to you was for her to learn how to both learn how to wield a polearm and access her vision. Two birds, one stone." The blonde explained.

"Ganyu didn't enjoy how I taught her either, I still think it best that she find a more experienced—"

"More experienced than you?" Aether actually let out a laugh. "Don't try and pawn her off because you're worried she'll come to dislike you, Xiao. I don't think that's possible anyways."

"You've too much faith." The Yaksha grumbled.

"Aha! So you are worried that you'll scare her away."

That constipated look is back but Xiao refused to vocally acknowledge him. This was an interesting turn of events.

"You have to learn how to read people, Xiao." Aether huffed. "She really is depending on you here. She practically hangs on your every word. I feel like I'm being replaced." The blonde wiped away fake tears, earning yet another scoff from the Yaksha.

"Why does she fixate herself on me? I don't understand."

"Why not?" Aether rebutted, smiling innocently as Xiao huffed in return.

"Go get some rest Aether. I will never hear the end of it from Paimon and the Outlander alike if you were to come down with a cold."

Deflection at its finest. That was fine, Aether would allow Xiao this reprieve. If he pushed too strongly, the Yaksha was sure to crawl so far back into his shell, there would be no talking him back out of it. He wouldn't want to be the direct correlation to why she wouldn't be able to talk to the Yaksha anymore, so for tonight, he would back off.

"Good night Xiao." Aether offered as he hopped off the roof, landing on his feet gently with the help of his glider.

0_0_0_0

"Nah, cause I could actually kill something with this thing!" You gasped, looking at the slime before you.

Have you ever seen am adeptus facepalm? You were pretty sure the annoyance wafting from him was going to cause the slime to shrivel up and die on the spot…

"I understand your… displeasure at having to dispatch the enemy before you, but in this world, you face enemies where you have to understand it's either you or them."

You pouted, eyes not straying from the slime. You were evading it easily enough, but not even attempting to attack it. When you had played the game, you hadn't thought twice about fighting any slime in your path. The drops were something you needed for Xiao's ascension levels, so of course you hadn't worried about the fact that you had murdered an unprecedented number of slimes during your Genshin run… but here? It was different. It was different standing before this… living thing and not at a screen. There was no spamming of any button to finish off the creature. There was no alt to finish it off quickly. No, before you a hydro slime danced towards you with big round eyes. Water leaked from it, making a mess of your clothes even though it hadn't landed an attack.

If you kept this up, Xiao was going to pop a blood vessel. Taking a deep breath, you swung the polearm as Xiao has spent days and perilous hours showing you. In quick succession, you hack through the hydro being, following the Yaksha's instructions to use the blade as an extension of yourself. Unlike the game, the enemy does not disappear upon its demise… but rather, you are left with a goopy carcass that has you shriveling your nose and looking away.

"Well done."

You blink at the mound of hydro slime in front you before snapping your head towards the Yaksha so quickly that you're not really sure if that snapping sound came from you or from the way you dispelled the polearm in your hand. Conveniently, it seemed that Teyvat's weapons system was the same as the game's. If you had to draw a direct correlation, it would be the equivalent of a Bag of Holding from DnD without the bag part.

"Why do you looked so shocked?" The Yaksha has his arms over his chest, gaze narrowed somewhat; telling of how put off he is in this particular situation.

"You praised me." You murmur, shock still running through.

Eventually, a smile grows and you squeeze your hands in front of you with growing euphoria. Xiao, the guardian of Liyue, was praising your ever-growing skill! How very interesting. And elating.

"That must mean I'm actually doing well!" You threw your arms up, unable to contain said excitement anymore.

"Yes. You have started to fall into patterns of muscle memory when brandishing your blade. We now need to look at how to incorporate your vision into your combat style." Xiao explained, looking severely put off by your excitement.

"Hey. I really appreciate this by the by." You state, smiling happily. "I would never have gotten this far without you."

"You already had an understanding of how to grip your weapon. I feel as though I have only reawakened a long forgotten battle sense from within you." The Yaksha explained.

"What do you mean?" You asked, cocking your head slightly in innocent curiosity.

Xiao regarded you funnily, making your heart flip uncomfortably. It should be illegal to be that pretty. How come he wasn't sweating like you were? You guys had been at it for hours, how come he didn't get the memo that training was exhausting?

"As lacking as your form was when we first started, after a few days' sessions, you were excelling at battle tactics. I've never seen someone learn so quickly. I'm shocked, to say the least."

Your cheeks darkened in color. If Xiao kept dropping compliments like this, you were bound to combust on the spot. That would be a shame given how many hours you guys had put into this whole training thing.

"The only wall you keep hitting has to do with your vision. I'm not really sure how I'm supposed to teach you how to tap into your power." The Yaksha admits, looking put off by his own lack of knowledge.

"Well. How did you know?" You asked, sitting down with a harsh thud.

"There was no reveal. When I laid eyes on my vision, I knew how to access it's power." Xiao looks away from you.

You let out a heavy sigh, flopping back onto the ground. You really hoped that Xiao wasn't embarrassed because he couldn't answer your questions. As cute as that was, you really didn't want him to give up on you because it became too much of a hassle.

"An anemo vision means that I am easily able to overcome things both alone and in the company of others. It means that I am calm and carefree. Which, is a beautiful notion and all, but doesn't tell me how this flipping thing works. When shit hits the fan, I need to be able to protect myself." You grumbled.

Xiao looks a little lost, which you're a little put off at.

"A vision is a blessing. Though you may find it hard to understand it does not mean it isn't something to be grateful for." The Yaksha decides to divulge.

"Don't chastise me." You practically whine. "I really wanna learn how it works. It's something to learn how to wield a blade, but something else to be able to stand on equal ground with you and Aether. I don't want to be shoved behind you guys all the time. I want to protect you too." You huffed, trying to dispel your annoyance.

"Why do you assume that we need to be protected?"

"Never said you did." You shut your eyes to block out the bright sun.

"You just—"

"I said," You drew out the second word, drowning out Xiao's rebuttal. "I wanted to have the power to do so should the need arise and that I was tired of being a damsel in distress."

"A what?" Xiao questioned, earning your attention.

You forgot that modern ideologies and slang might now translate to Teyvat. A pity… You found yourself kinda funny and it was going to be a chore to learn the slang of Teyvat.

"Someone that always needs to be saved. Someone who relies solely on someone showing up to bail them out of their problems. That's not me and I refuse for it to be."

"It's ok to rely on others. In some cases it's imperative that you do ask for help."

"Hey Xiao." You turned your gaze towards him, pinning him to the spot. "You know how you like to be a loner?"

"I'm… not quite sure I'd describe it that way…" the Yaksha mumbled.

"Alright. You'd much rather deal with your problems on your own than reach out to say, Aether and I."

Xiao scoffed, not looking at you directly.

"I asked the traveler for help for the whole Starscratcher thing."

"Starsnatcher, and no you didn't." You mused. "Aether came to you. You weren't even aware that it was happening." You let out a chuckle.

"I still enlisted his aid."

"More like he enlisted yours." You shrugged, earning an exasperated sigh from the Conqueror of Demons. "I'm not faulting you. I'm saying we're more alike than you believe." You explained, throwing an arm over your eyes. "I really appreciate you showing me how to wield a blade, but if I can't learn to add my vision to the fray, I'm going to end up being thrown around uselessly like the Millelith…"

You could feel the look of irritation Xiao had fixated on you and let out a sigh.

"Sorry. That was a bit rude. But I stand by what I said." You added.

"I think you're taking on too much at once. You are learning how to stand your ground and your vision is sure to respond well to your advances. Give it time."

You let out a dry laugh.

"Maybe that's why I'm no good with patience… I never really had time to begin with."

Notes:

MC: WHEN SHIT HITS THE FAN _
Xiao in his head: Shit? throwing shit? hitting paper fans? why tho? Humans are fucking wierd T_T

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Chapter 8

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Chapter 8:

"I'm not sure what I did, but I'm beginning to believe she goes through emotions the same way I can go through a herd of hilichurls. It's off putting."

Aether snickers behind his hand, completely entertained by Xiao's analysis of you. He isn't wrong, which makes it all the better, but it is amusing that the Yaksha had taken note of the matter and then shared those thoughts.

"I made her upset. She got this really far away look in her eyes that… I assume she tried to hide her pain behind… but I'm not sure what I said to illicit that type of reaction."

"And you're worried you'll do it again?" Aether asked, raising a brow as Xiao hummed. "You just agreed. I thought I'd have to pull some teeth for that type of commitment."

Xiao glowered at him, causing the blonde to laugh out loud.

"Must you give me reasons not to talk to you?" The Yaksha sighed.

"I think you'd miss me." Aether mused, flopping down on the grass. "What was the context of what you were talking about?" The blonde then inquired.

"Time. She was worried about how slowly she was advancing with her ability to tap into her vision. I told her that she was doing well and that she'd figure out the other stuff in due time."

"You complimented her?" Aether mused with a grin.

The Yaksha narrowed his eyes before turning away from the inquisitive look Aether had fixated on him.

"I'm not sure why she became upset at the notion. She told me that she had never had time to begin with. It's not something I can claim to understand… she tells me that we are more similar than I believe us to be and yet time is something I've had in droves since I opened my eyes." The adeptus explains.

"She… was ill. Perhaps she was talking about the fact that her illness stole many years from her." The blonde offered.

"Yet another thing I find hard to understand. She told me she was diseased in her world." Xiao stated, turning his attention towards the moon.

"She what— dead?" Aether blinked a few times, his outburst earning a reaction from the adeptus.

"She didn't say anything about that to you?" He asks, causing Aether to shake his head mutely. "Are you also?…"

"What? No way!" Aether waves his hands before him. "It doesn't make sense. How can someone who's passed even exist anymore?" The blonde ruffled at his hair. "What could she possibly mean?…"

"I thought you would have shed more light on the situation… but is seems as though you were more in the dark than I thought myself to be."

Aether ignores the gentle pang of hurt that blooms in his chest. He doesn't think you meant to skip over that fact when talking to him. At least, that's what he hopes.

0_0_0_0

Today was your first commission on your own. Nothing extravagant, you were simply gathering some sugar flowers for a local in town. You took it as an opportunity to explore a bit of Liyue. You had spent the last few months working on your form with Xiao and were happy to say that even without the improvement on the vision side of the equation, you were actually pretty fluent with a polearm. You didn't hold a candle light to Xiao's skill (and probably never will, nor expected to obtain two thousand years' worth of said experience), but you could hold your own should the situation demand it. In hindsight, your vision did seem to have a natural ability boost when concerning your everyday endeavors. You could feel that you were lighter on your feet and didn't know whether to link that to your training, your vision, or both. Either way, you were pleased with the way things were going. Bending down, you pulled another sweet flower from the ground, the aroma tickling your nose. You've also been getting used to Liyuen cuisine. You had even managed to learn a few recipes from Verr when both Aether and Xiao were too busy for your company. All in all, you were starting to fit in quite nicely in the harbor city of Liyue.

0_0_0_0

The wind tonight seemed a little chilly, but after a day's work of collecting plants, you were happy to sit atop the roof of Wangshuu Inn, eyes closed and the wind running its fingers through your hair. It was quiet tonight, not even the sound of bugs to keep you company. Xiao was out on his nightly patrol so you opted to wait for his return, but the quiet grated on your nerves. Aether was out with Paimon on a request they'd gotten from Katheryne. You hoped one day you'd be able to help with those requests as well. Katheryne was very kind when Aether had introduced you, so you hoped to return the good will with completed commissions. For now, you need to get rid of the loud silence around you. It was late, yet Xiao's private area in the inn was levels above everyone else. Maybe you could hum a little without disturbing the other occupants? Anything to dispel this… lonely quiet.

You found a tune easily enough, smile growing as you hummed its notes. A conversation from long ago creeping to the forefront of your mind.

No cause, this really is Xiao!

Personally I think of Jiriya and just cry…

Sara. That's so depressing. Please, I can only take so much depression in a day.

"Cause legends never die…"

You breathed the lyrics gently, your voice carrying on the wind. You hope it didn't grate on anyone's nerves.

"When the world is calling you," You continue, smile growing as the chorus took ahold of you. "Can you hear them screaming out your name?" You take a breath, your confidence growing with the lack of an audience. "Legends never die… they become a part of you…" You let the notes die on the wind, smiling softly as you bask in the moon light.

You hadn't been able to sing like this before. Forgetting that there were other residents in the hospital, you could barely get through a couple sentences without coughing up a lung into Sara's lap.

"You enjoy performing then?"

You slap a hand over your mouth to keep yourself from shrieking. Your neck swivels to the presence making itself known from behind you.

"Xiao! Oh my god! You're gonna put me in an early grave!" You hiss, pressing a hand over your heart as it beats sporadically.

The Yaksha doesn't even look fazed as he continues to stare down at you, earning an annoyed huff and an eye roll.

"I didn't know you could sing." He tries again, earning a scoff of laughter from you.

"I can't. I probably sounded like a dying cat. Please." You wave your hand at the adeptus as if to disregard his words completely.

"Do you usually sit around listening to dying animals?" Xiao asks, looking a little put off.

"What— no! It's a saying! I'm— do you really think—." You clamp your mouth shut and shove your face into your hands with a heavy groan.

There's a soft breath of amusement that has you slamming your hands in your lap. Your gaze zeroes in on the Conqueror of Demons, his face set into its usual impassive traits.

"Don't laugh at me!" You accuse, narrowing your eyes at him.

"I would never." He looks away, but you can read the amusement in his golden eyes.

"Xiao! You're totally laughing at me!"

"I assure you, I am not." He reiterates.

You won't say it to him now, but you want to hear what it would sound like for the adeptus to really laugh. To really let go and for tears of mirth to crowd at the corners of his eyes.

0_0_0_0

"I have commitments—"

"Stop it. We're going to have fun. I'm worried you've forgotten what that even means!" You latched onto his hand, dropping it as you feel his muscles tense.

"I'm sorry.." you mutter shoving your hands behind your back before trying to dispel the hurt. "C'mon. Aether and Paimon'll meet us there. They're bringing food and I swear I asked them to bring some almond tofu so please just entertain the idea of a day off." You put your hands together, praying for him to listen.

"I can't just—"

"Xiao. I will literally go find Zhongli and ask him if he minds you taking a day off."

The adeptus narrows his eyes at you as if to dare you. You let out an exaggerated sigh before turning on your heel.

"Alright. You've forced my hand." You threw your arms up as of to broadcast 'it's not my fault'.

"You cannot just—"

"I can. And I will." You emphasize by not stopping your strides.

"Fine."

You smile but you don't stop walking. Maybe it's a little mean to continue to grate on his nerves, but you're far too amused by how quickly Xiao can go through his emotions. For someone that everyone describes as cold and closed off, he was the complete opposite.

"I wonder if he'd be at the funeral parlor at this time of day." You hummed, watching out of the corner of your eye as Xiao grumbled irritably and followed after you.

"Where are you taking me?"

"I am so glad you asked!" You called out. "You have a glider, right?"

He narrower his eyes at you, answering your question silently.

"Great. Follow me!" You pumped your arms in the air.

You stand at the top of Mount Hulao, at the edge of Cloud Retainer's abode. A huge smile graced your lips as you made your way towards the edge, the wind currents wafting gently towards you, playing with strands of your hair.

"Why are we here?"

Xiao sounds exasperated, and is probably really annoyed with you. You hope that changes soon. You turn towards him, walking backwards towards the edge.

"I like the view. Thought you would as well. I've never met Cloud Retainer but it's a nice place." You said.

A brief flash of worry crosses the adeptus' features as you continue to make your way towards the edge.

"And the air up here is just fantastic." You take a deep breath, reveling in the clear air and beautiful view.

"You're very close to the—"

You smile, straightening up.

"Edge?" You ask, before you lean back until you fall backwards.

You hear a sharp breath of air before wind rushes by you. You see a body throw itself over the edge, plummeting towards you at a hyper speed. You let out a string of laughter, activating your glider and ascending right by Xiao and not being deterred by the shock that's on his face.

"Aha! You should see your face!" You yell, letting the wind carry you to the top where you just hover.

Xiao joins you with a very sour face. You can't help the amusement you so openly show. He's definitely irritated but you couldn't be lighter right now.

"Don't you think you could have explained this to me before you—"

You roll your eyes before dispelling your glider and plummeting again. Xiao doesn't follow you, but you do catch the way his arm twitches as you sink right by him. You close your eyes, enjoying the wind whipping through your hair before your glider brings you back to Xiao.

"Don't chastise me Xiao. I brought you here to have some fun. So let loose a bit." You put a hand out as an offer, the Adeptus giving it a conflicted look.

Your smile falters somewhat and you drop your hand before looking up at the sky. You make your way towards one of the many pillars that surround the mountain. Upon landing, you dispel your glider and make your way towards a Qingxin flower. It's beautiful, and makes you smile when you remember that it's something that you'd needed to ascend Xiao. They have a gentle smell, not at all overpowering. You wonder if the gentle winds are a reason for the not so pungent smell.

"Hey Xiao?" You call out as you hear him land. "When's the last time you did something… not part of your contract?" You don't look away from the flower, brushing your fingers against it gently.

"Training you." The adeptus replies easily.

You chuckle at his expense before you push yourself back up. You brush your hands off before turning back towards him.

"Kay. I know this is about to rock your whole world, but, you actually need to do things that birth enjoyment in you. Otherwise you're not living, you're just existing." You shrug.

Xiao stays quiet. He's looking at you, but his brow is pinched. He might be contemplating. Or maybe he just thinks you're pompous for suggesting that he, someone who has been around far longer than you, has anything to learn from someone who's only woken up on Teyvat a few months ago. His gaze is starting to make you uncomfortable given his lack of reaction to your words. Should you apologize? Wasn't it too late now?

"Hey guys!"

You turn your attention towards Mount Hulao, smile growing as Aether and Paimon wave. You leap off the tower of rocks you and Xiao had been talking on top of, gliding towards the blonde and his pixie. You dispel the glider, landing on your feet. Aether's set some food down by the table Cloud Retainer has. You rush towards him, throwing your arms around his neck. Though you saw him briefly this morning, he had gone off on another small commission right away. Suffice to say, you were excited to see him.

"So! Tell me everything." You gleam up at him, not deterred by the chuckle he lets out at your expense.

Notes:

MC: Let's have fun!
Xiao: I am an working man-
MC: FuCk ThAt ShIt, Zhongli's my main man.

If you guys are confused, the little blurb in the middle where MC has her first commission is me kinda moving the story on in the timeline, Next chapter I have her POV after having been in Teyvat for a year. (well, Just Liyue but yea, the world lol)

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Chapter 9

Notes:

I keep coming up with new fanfiction ideas for Xiao and like... I would much rather read them then have to write them T_T

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Chapter Text

Chapter 9:

"Nah. You want me to what?"

Xiao looks irritated but you can't find it in yourself to feel guilty.

"I'm not fighting the demented Beyblade, Xiao." You state, your voice monotone.

"The what?…" The Adeptus asks, genuine confusion marring his features.

"Forget it. That thing will shred me to absolute pieces." You exasperate, burying your face into your palm.

"It has nearly been a year since you began your training. If I continue to have you fight slimes it will be counterintuitive."

"And you thought this hell spawn was a good idea? I'd prefer if you just said you didn't like me, kay?"

"Will you whine like this every time you face a new opponent?" Xiao's hands clench at his arms, telling of his irritation.

"Listen, oh wise one, my vision still hasn't responded to me. If I aggro that thing, Imma be more scrapes then human." You point towards the baby vishap.

"At least you'd be quieter." The conqueror of Demons puts eloquently, drawing a shocked gasp from you.

"That is so mean!" You pout.

"If you don't want to learn, you are wasting my time." The Adeptus turns his back to you and you ignore the way that stings.

Your nerves play on your stomach like it's a bongo set. Maybe if Zhongli was here, you'd have a shield against the physical hits. Alas, this wasn't a party affaire and your teacher was an apparent sadist.

"Fine! But when I come back a mess, you get to explain to Aether why that is!" You call, setting your sights on the unsuspecting Vishap not too far away.

You summoned your weapon, shifting it around slightly as you marched towards the demented Beyblade that has caught wind of you. It launched itself into the dirt and the real world offered you none of the honing technology that Genshin had to locate the monster. Well, if push came to shove… Xiao would be here to bail you out. A quick glance to where you had left him standing had a cold sensation dripping down your spine. There was no guardian standing tall to make sure you were ok. No teacher to point out your flaws and then spend hours, and sometimes days, correcting. Dread set into your stomach, your attention being grabbed as the ground below your feet rumbled. You tossed yourself back, using your weapon to deter chunks of earth that flew towards you. The vishap chortled at you, egging you on. You struck towards it, your blade reverberating angrily in your hands. This thing's skin was as solid as rock. You chanced a look at your perimeter and still came up empty on the Xiao end.

"What the hell?!" You hissed, slight panic leaking into your words.

The vishap dug itself into the dirt once more, earning a grimace from you before your eyes began bouncing around the ground. The telltale rumbling had you moving again, throwing a counter strike in the hopes of landing a blow. No such luck. In fact, the damn thing smacked you aside with its tail. You landed on the ground in a heap, tasting copper on your tongue.

"Ow…" you muttered, pushing yourself back up.

The viship taunted you, earning a nearly primal growl from you as gripped your weapon once more. You still couldn't see Xiao, which was grating on your already fried nerves. Where did he run off to during this, oh so important, lesson? You swung your weapon upwards, grunting under the weight of the monster before you as you chucked it into the air. It didn't go too far before landing on its back with something akin to a whine. Just as you brought your blade towards it, you were sent flying. Shock crept into your features before you slammed into the trunk of an unsuspecting tree. The air fled your lungs as copper tainted your lips. Any attempt at gasping in air was met with futility. Was your vision swimming or were there more Beyblades now? Shit… where was Xiao? You grasped at your weapon with shaky fingers. The adeptus had taught you to stand tall, even in the face of defeat, but this was rather brutal. Your legs shook as you pushed yourself to stand tall.

Wiping at your mouth, you grimaced at the scarlet that came away on your hands. The vishaps were closing in on you, your flayed nerves setting the hairs in the back of your neck on edge. You stood before the growing numbers, blade clenched in your hand, familiarity of a year spent training keeping you afloat. The calluses on your hand were just a pretext to all the time spent trying to prove yourself. And prove yourself, you would. If Xiao thought this was an important lesson for you to learn, then this was something you needed to do.

Unbeknownst to you, your vision hummed at your hip as you mentally hyped yourself. The next swing of your blade had a slice of wind taking out a couple of the vishaps running towards you. Your eyes widened in shock at the scene before you. Their numbers cut in half with a mere strike. You pulled your blade back, looking at it as if it was the one to brandish this new power. Your attention was captured by an enraged shriek before you realized that the rest of the enemies still needed to be taken care of.

You settled into your stance, a new found confidence urging your strikes. You sliced through the air with your blade, fascinated by the blade of anemo energy that followed its trajectory. It sliced through your enemies with the ease of a heated knife through butter. Though the scene was morbid, you could not contain the joy that sparked through you.

"I… did it…" You muttered to yourself, dispelling your weapon in favor of bringing your vision to eye level.

It seemed to shine a little brighter than before, as if proud of your achievements and how far you've come.

"Aha!" You laughed, falling back into the grass below you. "I did it!" You called out to no one in particular.

Your laughter continued, even as tears began to stream down your cheeks. You made no effort to hide them, given your current status. The relief you were feeling was absolutely divine. You let out a shuddered breath, chuckling at your own dispense. How silly of you to be so emotional. As you gathered yourself, you more felt the presence than heard it approaching you. When he came to a stop a meter or so away, you turn your attention towards him.

"You could have told me you were going with the tough love approach…" you scolded halfheartedly.

"Wouldn't have been tough love had I done so." Xiao replied easily, toeing at one of the vishap carcasses.

"You scared me." You admitted, closing your eyes to block the sun somewhat.

When Xiao made no move to apologize, you huffed out a rather long sigh. Leave it to the adeptus to resort to this type of method.

"I'm pleased that you finally accessed your vision."

You blinked yourself out of your thoughts, turning towards the Conqueror of Demons with a raised brow.

"I was running out if ideas… on how to draw its power out." Xiao admitted, his attention turned elsewhere.

You pushed yourself up with a groan. You were definitely gonna be feeling this pain for a few days at the very least. Getting up and onto your feet, you brushed the dirt off before turning towards Xiao with a grin. The adeptus' brow pinched, broadcasting his unease as you out a hand out for him.

"Let's go get some almond tofu!" You demanded, earning a sigh from the sole Yaksha.

Bypassing your outstretched hand, Xiao pushed himself off the ground and started walking back towards the Wangshuu Inn. You rolled your eyes before falling into step next to him. He hummed as you complained to him about the intensity of this last training exercise, acknowledging you but not open for criticism. That was all fine and well, you just wanted someone to complain to; and who better than the man who put you through that hell?

0_0_0_0

"Aether! Look!"

The Blonde looked up from where he was chatting with Paimon, the pixie far more excited as she waved at you from a ways away. You summoned your weapon, the familiarity of more than a year's training settling the weight of the weapon in your grip easily.

The traveler cocks his head somewhat, perhaps confused what with you brandishing your weapon in his direction. With a wicked smile, you slash at air, pure elation coursing through you as your vision hums at your hip and pure anemo slices through the air, petering out far before it reaches Aether down the road. Even at this distance, you see golden eyes widen before he takes off towards you, snapping out if his stupor before Paimon manages to collect herself. He barely stops before you as the weapon in your hand dematerialized. You accept the hug with excited giggles, letting the blonde spin you with an ease you hope to one day exude.

"You learnt how to use your vision!" He exclaims, holding you at an arm's length after having set you back down on your feet. "I'm so proud of you!"

Euphoria is exuding from you as you clench your hands in front of your chest, shaking them with the excitement you won't even try to contain.

"I did! Xiao and I set out to train this morning and we finally did it!" You throw your hands up.

"Oh? What did Xiao try this time?" Aether asks, falling into step beside you, following towards the harbor.

You hum, teetering off and earning a raised brow from the traveler. Paimon floats into your face, far too close if you're being quite honest.

"Did Xiao bully you?" She asks in a stage whisper, earning a very unimpressed look from you.

"Really?" You respond, making the pixie shrug her arms.

"Tough love?" Aether asks with a knowing smile.

"He made me fight the demented Beyblades." You sigh out.

"The what?" Aether and Paimon both parrot Xiao's reaction, albeit a little more enthusiastic.

"I need to get Teyvatian slang under wraps…" you huff, smacking your palm to your face. "The baby vishap thingies." You offer Aether after a short pause to mourn the blatant disregard for your sarcastic nature and how entertaining it would be if he only understood…

"Ah. What do you mean he made you fight it?" Aether asks, following you towards Verr's restaurant.

You guys always make sure to catch a bite when Aether gets back from longer commissions. He's been doing a lot of those lately, and you have to wonder if he's not working himself too hard. Hopefully you can start carrying your weight in that aspect. Thankfully, it has been a few months since you've amassed enough mora to start carrying your weight; something that dispelled a lot of stress. You had started to feel dangerously close to leeching levels akin to when you were in your world, and that was a feeling better left behind. Shaking your head somewhat, you take a deep breath before answering Aether's original question.

"He dropped me off and just vanished. And, ya know, I kinda panicked cause I'm used to having Xiao at my side… and then he wasn't. And it kinda showed me something… I rely far too much on him… and then I got to thinking about all the people in Liyue that must rely on the Guardian Yaksha and I really didn't want to add more weight to his shoulders…"

You tapper off when you notice the knowing look coming from who you can only label as your best friend here. An image of Sara flashes through your eyes, a feeling of loneliness lingering in its wake.

"I don't think Xiao worries about that type of stuff." Aether offers gently.

You want to argue that Xiao's resting bitch face begs to differ, but you don't think it'll get you anywhere. Also, you're kinda worried that every time his name leaves your lips, the conversation carries itself to his ears and that's not necessarily something you want him to hear. In hindsight, what you just admitted to Aether isn't something you want him to hear either. That realization brings a scalding bush to your cheeks, making you cover your face out of pure embarrassment.

"Aether. What did you say?" Paimon asks, having not been privy to the thoughts that flooded your head.

Thank god, you could still keep those somewhat private. Aether looks a little confused, but he's taken to dragging you to the restaurant doors and towards your usual seat. He takes care of the pleasantries.

"Oho! Back for another date night?" Verr asks, having been hinting as much the last few times you came in.

"Ew. That's like dating my brother. Could we not?" You grumble, earning a sweat drop from the blonde.

"Paimon thinks there would be a jealous adeptus." The pixie snickers, earning your ire.

"Can it, pixie." You all but growl, earning a high-pitched scream as Paimon dodged the hand you tried to swat her away with.

"The regular table?" The hostess asks, barreling through as if you hadn't just gone through that whole scene.

Notes:

MC: Nah I ain't fighting this thing. Jit Trippin'
Xiao: *disappears*
MC: Fuck. He's good.

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Chapter 10

Notes:

Hello guys. I finally found a way to fill in a major plot hole that's been bothering me (shout out to my best friend for spending like three hours just listening to me talk before being like 'but... cant you just do X?') they make things sound so simple T-T I love him.
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Chapter 10:

"You've been spending a lot of time with Aether's friend."

Xiao turns his attention towards amber eyes, hoping that his expression betrays none of the turmoil running rampant through him. He's been thorough with keeping up with his duties and making sure Liyue was protected. Had he missed something? Had he been so distracted that something happened to the people that he was sworn to protect?

"It's good. I've met her a few times. She exudes emotion without fear of retaliation. If I'm being quite honest, it's refreshing." The archon explains with a gentle smile.

The anxiety building up within the adeptus' chest wanes just slightly. He lets out a gentle breath he didn't realize he was holding.

"She's a handful." He states with a pinched brow that has Morax chuckling. "She has no regard for the gods or the hierarchy that they demand. She's headstrong without the mind to take in the situation before reacting. She wears her heart on her sleeve without fear of loss. I can't fathom how she smiles so freely."

"You sound jealous." The geo archon responds with a knowing smile.

"I don't understand her and she's spent a year chasing after me to learn how to wield her weapon. She says she wants to protect Aether and I. We don't need her protection. As a mortal living in the walls of Liyue, I already have a duty to keep her safe. It makes no sense."

Xiao's perturbed as the god before him, the man that's given up his gnosis to take on the mortal name 'Zhongli', just keeps a bright smile as his adeptus complains. He really shouldn't be whining to his archon, of all people, but he can't help himself. Ever since he's met her, she's presented an enigma that he can't seem to understand. Every time he thinks he's finally gotten a read on her, she does something else to throw that reading out the window. She's absolutely exhausting.

"She has an answer for everything. Even things she really shouldn't even know. I assume the traveler is telling her stories, but some of these answers makes it seem like she was there herself. It's confusing." Xiao exasperates.

"Why don't you ask her about it?" The archon asks with a knowing smile. "At the very least, I can assume she enjoys your company." He continues, setting down the now empty teacup he'd been sipping from. "In knowing that, I do believe that if you posed some questions of your own, you may be able to gather some of the answers that you haven't been able to ascertain on your own."

Xiao let out a breath of a sigh, knowing full well that his archon was right but not really comfortable with the suggestion. If he started posing questions with the intent of getting answers from her, was he not then allowing for her to grasp the same opportunity from him? He wasn't very open to the idea if he was being quite honest.

0_0_0_0

Nights in Liyue are absolutely gorgeous. It's like the scenery is stuck in perpetual state of fall constantly. Conveniently enough, you've befriended the man with the best view of said scenery. As the sun set before your eyes, bringing out the shades of orange and yellow exponentially more than usual, you leaned forward on the banister. A yawn pulled itself from your lips, sleep nagging at your eyelids.

"Why do you come here if you're exhausted?"

There's a sigh to accompany those words, but it doesn't grate your nerves like it used to. He isn't annoyed, he doesn't really understand. It's why he asks.

"Xiao! I haven't seen you in a hot minute."

The adeptus scrutinizes you, looking a little put out at your words before you realize you've fallen into your slang again. Rolling your eyes at yourself, you turn back towards the view.

"Did you know you would get this view when you were promised a place to stay?"

Xiao joins you at the banister, but even after a year of spending hours at the mercy of his training, he leaves a noticeable space between the two of you. You tell yourself that it doesn't bother you, y'know. Like a fucking liar.

"Morax chose it for me." Xiao offers as an answer.

"Mh. Something tells me that Zhongli chose this place for both the beautiful view and also to give you the high ground." You muse, turning towards the adeptus beside you.

He looks tired. Xiao, as far as you know, doesn't sleep. There was that one Chasm quest where he rested, but you don't think he slept. If he still can't step next to you without a gap, there's no way in hell he fell asleep in a room of strangers. Is it possible to feel tired if one doesn't sleep? There are many things that could make one tired. Xiao has rested next to both you and Aether many times. Kinda like a lizard and it's heat lamp, he'll lift his face to the sun and rest his eyes. Maybe lizard is too brash of an analogy. A sunflower is a better one.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

You blink at him, not having realized how long you had been staring at him. You turn back out towards the darkening sky, trying to formulate an answer for the Conqueror of Demons.

"You look exhausted. Have you been resting?" You settle on.

"I don't sleep."

You let out a heavy sigh. You had ascertained that much on your own, though it still saddens you to hear those words out loud. One of your favorite pastimes was to sleep, especially in the sun.

"I didn't ask if you've been sleeping." You muttered.

It's Xiao's turn to raise a brow at you. He looks positively shooketh. You let out a soft petering of laughter.

"Are you letting yourself relax, Xiao? Yknow? Breaks? An almond tofu every now and then?" You ask, watching as the adeptus scrutinizes you.

He's searching you for something, though for what, you have no idea. Leave it to you to make the man uncomfortable. Just as the thought is finishing, your hand rises to your lips to block out another yawn.

"You should be going to get some rest." The adeptus says with a knowing look.

"Ya, ya." You sigh, pushing away from the railing. "Oh! One last thing. Has Aether been off to you lately?" You ask.

"What do you mean?" He asks, narrowing his eyes at you.

"I donno. I feel like we haven't talked in forever. He usually doesn't let it go this long."

Xiao ponders this for a few seconds before he speaks again.

"I haven't spoken much with the traveler either. Every time he finishes a commission, he seems just as happy to start another. If there is someone you should be worrying about not resting, I would start there. He actually requires sleep to function." The adeptus states.

"Alright. Thanks." You say, feeling a little off kilter.

Xiao just confirmed your worries, which wasn't really the goal here. It sounded like both of them were overworking themselves. A pity, given that they worked hard enough that they should be able to relax. Maybe you should start taking on more commissions. Yes, that could work. If you took on more commissions, at the very least, you would be helping Aether… hopefully.

"Something on your mind?" Xiao asks, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"Just missing my best friend." You smile before heading towards the door. "Don't forget to rest Xiao. You look exhausted." You add before leaving his balcony and heading towards your own room for some much needed R&R.

You hope, at the very least, he'd heed a small portion of your advice. You wish that Genshin had given you a little more insight to Xiao as a heads up before this whole ordeal… but that wasn't very well something that could happen in the present, now was it?

0_0_0_0

"Ganyu, you can come out now."

A head of blue locks pops out of nowhere, eyes wide and full of wonder. She looks positively enamored as her gaze leaves the door that had barely shut before she popped out.

"Just who was that?"

Xiao didn't really want to play catch up right about now. And anyways, wouldn't the outlander have to know Ganyu to have been able to send a jab his way about his training methods?

"A… friend." Xiao settles on, because apprentice doesn't quite fit the niche.

Also, he isn't training her to be a Yaksha, but merely to be able to defend herself should push come to shove.

"Oh how exciting!" Ganyu claps her hands together, the pitch of her voice elevated to indicate her mirth. "You've expanded your circle again! I'm really proud of you."

It feels like a dig, though he's known Ganyu long enough to know that she actually means what she's saying. A sigh leaves his lips nonetheless. Ganyu rarely comes and sees him. She's quite busy with her affaires as a secretary of some sort. Being half human does have its merits it would seem. After the archon war, she fit right into their society. Fit in so fast, he didn't see his friend for many moons afterwards.

"Ganyu, you must have come here for a reason." Xiao states, focusing her attention once again.

"Oh! Yes. I came to visit! It's been forever Xiao! I know I've had my hands full but it really shouldn't even be an excuse. I'm sorry."

The Yaksha is put off by Ganyu's genuine apology. Besides Morax, she is the person he's known the longest and kept in contact with.

"You don't need to apologize to me. We've both been busy." He offers her something to ease her conscience, if only to ease his own.

Ganyu smiles, always a gentle, genuine pull of the lips, even when she's speaking to him. It's vexing, but he keeps that train of thought to himself. Far be it for him make Ganyu uncomfortable for no reason.

"I heard you were training someone. Was that her?" She asks.

"Yes. The traveler thought it would be a good idea given our similarities when it comes to weapon and vision."

"Aether did?" Ganyu asked, shock evident in her features. "I didn't think you'd accept." She admits with a gentle laugh, much like the tinkle of the bell she wore at her neck.

"Why not?" Xiao asks, raising a brow at his old friend.

Ganyu blinks a few times before merely fixing him with a look that says it all. A look that broadcasts 'do I really need to explain it?'.

"There's something about her. I'm not quite sure how to explain it." The Yaksha shrugs his shoulders, feeling at a loss of words.

Ganyu gasps, fingers covering her mouth. Xiao knows what conclusion she's come to, though he really didn't want to get into that. No… ever since the outlander had come to be in Teyvat… ever since she had been able to call his name… he knew she was different from everyone else.

"You like her!" Ganyu finally found her words.

Xiao let out an exasperated sigh.

"I don't dislike her, though I have no romantic feelings towards her. I don't know how that stuff works." The last sentence is a little awkward as it leaves his lips. He ruffles at the back of his head, feeling a little out of place talking about this type of stuff.

"Oh Xiao! I'm so happy for you!" Ganyu plows right through his response, her excitement blowing it right out of the water.

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Unbeknownst to all who resided in Teyvat, let alone Liyue, a shadowy figure stood tall before the bed of a sleeping maiden. It's presence alerted no one. It's attention stayed on the woman who turned herself over in her sleep. In its watchful hour, it took notice of her callused palms and toned muscles. When the sun rose in the sky, it was gone, none of the residents of the Wangshuu Inn noticing its coming and going.

Notes:

Ganyu: Oh! A crush!
Xiao: A what?...
Aether in the distant: GANYU, WE'RE NOT THERE YET

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Chapter 11

Notes:

Lol this is a romance wit Xiao right?

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Chapter 11:

Commissions become easier to take on with the added strength and confidence from awakening the full power of your vision. You're so busy, in fact, that you rarely have time to see Aether and Paimon as they travel on through. The blonde has been quite busy lately. He seems a little reserved around you, something that has both you and Paimon raising your brow, but not voicing your concern. You'll have to talk to him today after you're done with gathering the ingredients only a whopper flower drops. You wince somewhat when a ball of fire skims a little too closely to your arms before you strike back at your opponent. Commissions keep you busy, but they also provide the mora you had been sorely lacking when you'd first been dropped into Teyvat. Now that you've been here longer than a year, you can finally start paying for things on your own. Aether had turned a brilliant red when you had handed him an envelope before he pushed it back towards you, shaking his head vehemently. The memory brings a fond smile to your lips as you dispatch the next whopper flower before you.

"Hey!"

You turn to look over your shoulder, just as you're bending down to collect the spoils of your hunt. Katheryne will be pleased to knock off yet another request at the grace of your time. In the distance, you see golden hair in the wind first, though it's accompanied by a gleaming silvery-white head of hair as well. The high pitched word had to have come from Paimon if her ridiculous waving is anything to go by. There's a small smile on your lips as you raise a hand and wave back, albeit a lot less enthusiastic than the pixie.

"Nice work." Aether offers when he finally gets close enough.

Your focus is back on picking through what's left of the carcasses of your enemy before pushing yourself up and brushing your legs off. If there's one thing that you wished had carried over from the game, it was the disappearing of the corpse and the fact that picking up drops was so much simpler. Now you had to actually reserve things at your own dispense. Convenience was a lost component in the face of this reality.

"Thanks. Taught by the best." You offer easily, shoving the last of your spoils into your bag.

There's a tension here that you don't really understand. You've never known Aether to be outwardly cold, and maybe to anyone else, this would seem like a normal conversation, but your heart clenches as the blonde stays an arm's length away from you. Paimon floats behind him with a worried look, setting off your already frayed nerves.

"What did I do?" You blurt out, unable to keep it in anymore.

Though you had seen Aether plenty of times in the last few months, it has been quick conversations and very fleeting hugs that felt like a huge wall was erected between the two of you. Your stress must be written clearly in your features cause Aether looks both uncomfortable and worried at the same time. There's a hint of something… something like betrayal that highlights those golden hues. From you? How? Aether was the person that you were closest with, so how could he think that you… it just didn't make any damn sense.

"You did nothing. Don't look so worried." He offers such an easy going smile that you have to wonder how many times he's used it to hide his feelings from you.

It's a selfish thought process that has you feeling quite queasy, and yet, you're worried nonetheless. Paimon is uncharacteristically silent in this exchange, earning a frown from you.

"If I did nothing wrong, why do you look like you're in pain? Why do you look so uncomfortable next to me? Why did you skip the hug I usually get when you get back from long missions?…"

The last sentence comes out as a whisper and even you can't hide the wince at how needy that sounds. You push your hair out of your face, taking a deep breath to counteract the tightness in your chest stemming from these silent, anxious filled moments.

"I'm not—"

You manage a deadpan look that had Aether wincing somewhat. Irritation is blooming from within. It's not really something you can fix if he won't even talk to you.

"I thought we were close…" you murmur, looking away.

"That's rich, coming from you."

There's a venom to those words that has both you and Aether recoiling. He looks shocked that those words slipped past his filter, and you that they even left his lips at all. If there was one person in Teyvat that you've been absolutely honest with about absolutely everything, it's the boy before you. Frustration building in your chest, your shock soon melts into anger.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" You demand, fingers clenching at your side.

Paimon flutters in between the two of you, hands up in a placating matter. You're having none of that right now.

"Move." You snap, moving to look Aether in the eyes again.

"Don't talk to her like that."

The words on his tongue feel like ice in your veins. You're stuck in a place between wanting to cry and wanting to scream. Why is he talking to you like you're some kind of criminal? Wasn't he supposed to be the person in Teyvat that you could rely on? Your rock? Your best friend?

"What did I do?" You demand, your fingers clenched so tightly you can feel the nails digging into your palms.

There are tears building up that you refuse to shed. You're not sad, you're angry damn it! How dare Aether look at you like some villain he needs to conquer? How dare he make you feel so bloody small—

"I always knew your thing for Xiao would make you want to talk to him, but I never thought…"

Aether leads off, gaze going to the ground. Paimon looks absolutely petrified of the situation and you're not particularly sure what to feel about it right now. In your confusion, you grasp the easiest emotion to display.

"So you're jealous of Xiao?" You demand, gaze sparking with what you hope is irritation and not the pain threatening to suffocate you.

"What?— I just—"

It's Aether who looks hurt now. Gone is the cold plains in his eyes, and in their place, you see your reflection. What a sight it is to behold. You can only think of one word that could describe your appearance, and it's not the anger you so readily chose to grasp.

"Really? You pushed me towards him! You told me to reach out to him!" You push the heels of your irritated palms into your eyes to stop the tears from brimming over.

"I want you to talk to him!" Aether snaps. "I never said you couldn't!"

Your hands fly away from your eyes in rage. There's no stopping the tears, so you won't try. Instead, you fixate that watery gaze on the blonde in front of you, feeling a smidgen of pain at the reflected expression he's giving you.

"Then what is your probl—"

"You told him you were dead!" Aether doesn't yell, but he might as well have.

You rear back, shocked at the desperate look Aether gives you. What is he pleading for? Did you tell Xiao you were dead?… you can't even remember that conversation happening. In the last year, you've had many conversations with Xiao about your world. You've talked about the things that he would understand. Mostly about Sara and how much you miss her. You also tell Xiao that you wouldn't know what to do if you didn't have Aether and him by your side. Was that a mistake?

"You're mad at me… because I theorized that I may have died in my world?…" you ask, tears dripping down your chin. "Aether!" You snap, grabbing his hand.

He flinches, but doesn't pull away.

"I have no idea what I'm doing!" You divulge, looking him right in the eye. "I woke up in Liyue a little over a year ago! I was lucky enough that I woke up to you and Paimon standing over me and not one of the flipping Beyblades!" You grip his hand tighter. "It's been over a year and I still don't really know what I'm doing! I rely on you and Xiao like crazy! I talk to you both! I talk out loud 'cause my head's a mess! Xiao happened to be the one that heard one of my crazy theories. I have no idea if I'm a vegetable in my world or not. I don't know if the machines that kept me alive are still doing so. I have no idea if my parents can finally move on and live without the constant pressure of having to care for me. I don't know if Sara can finally talk to people and not step on eggshells about me and everything that comes wrapped around my enigma-ed ass. Please…" you squeeze his hand with both yours. "Please don't be mad at me because… I can't do this without you…"

The tears drip in droves down your cheeks, surely dampening your clothes, but that's a worry for another time. Now, you just want Aether to understand that you weren't keeping things from him, just that you had never given the thought room in your head while you were with him. You really didn't want to lose him because he thought you were hiding things from him. You couldn't lose the one person you could actually talk to about… about how you knew this world before. Was that selfish? Was it selfish to want to keep him in your corner? Was it selfish of you to cling to his hand like an infant child and plead that he doesn't leave you behind?…

You let out a shuddered breath as an arm, the one that you're not clenching the hand of like it's a lifeline, wraps around you and pulls you into a broad chest. As your wailing gets louder, he gently pries his hand from your clutch, wrapping the other arm around you and offering you a cage of warmth. It only brings forth more tears, though you have to wonder if they're more relief filled than the ones from before.

"I forget… sometimes that you're not from here…" Aether's words are quiet, but given that they come out right by your ear, they're easily deciphered. "Because you seem so at ease with the people and the environment, I forget that you are seeing this, in person, for the first time." He continues to explain. "I'm sorry…" he murmurs, just as you've gotten your sobs down to hiccups.

You attentively reach around and dig your fingers into the back of Aether's shirt, returning the hug with shaky breaths. You had fights with Sara back in your world, and this was pretty much the outcome of those as well, so maybe… maybe it's just proof that you and Aether really are that close.

"I'm sorry that I didn't tell you that I thought I was dead…" you muttered, earning a small breath that could possibly be a laugh.

"I'm sorry that I freaked out over nothing… I could have been far more… elegant?" He offers, actually managing to pull a laugh from you as well.

"Can we stop apologizing now?" You asked, pulling away from Aether's warm arms.

"Ya. How about that dinner we usually get? On me." He offers with an easy smile.

Letting out another shaky breath, you squeeze the blonde one more time before pulling away. You take a second to wipe your face that is surely a mess after that whole ordeal before glancing towards the carcass awaiting your attention.

"Deal." You reply, picking up the bag of whopper flower drops. "Just gotta get these supplies to Katheryne."

Notes:

Listen... I don't think Aether would react this way and I feel like it's super out of character for him... Sorry. I needed this to happen to show off their relationship... please dont shoot me.

Anime4us

P.S. I miss Xiao... he'll be around soon... hopefully :D

P.P.S: Show me some love

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Chapter 12

Notes:

Oh my? Is this the plot moving forward?
How devine

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Chapter Text

Chapter 12:

This balcony is probably your favorite place in Liyue. You've never really asked Xiao if it bothered him that you spent so much time here, though if you did, he might give an unfavorable answer. Best not to open yourself up to that type of negativity. It was getting rather late and you hadn't really seen Xiao for a couple of days. You'd spent four days adventuring around with Aether, helping him out with some of the commissions he's been taking on.

"You planning on spending the night here?"

You look over your shoulder, spotting the blonde, and by proxy, Paimon as they let themselves onto the adeptus' balcony.

"Just checking in. I haven't seen Xiao in a couple days." You shrug your shoulders, watching as Paimon gives you a knowing look.

"You liiiiiiike h—" you slap your hand over her mouth, letting out an irritated breath.

"I worry about all my friends when they disappear for a couple of days." You says pointedly, ignoring the way Paimon laughs.

"You know it's quite late already." Aether states as he leans against the banister next to you.

"Ya. Just wanted to make sure he's alright. Last time I saw him he looked exhausted."

"Does Xiao even sleep?" Paimon asks, bringing her fingers to her chin.

"Apparently not." You shrugged.

"But in the Chasm—"

"He rested. He didn't really sleep." You finished for her.

"You talk like you were actually there." Paimon grumbles.

"Cause I kinda was."

"Aether explained it to Paimon. You were not, in fact there. Instead, you watched it as something similar to live story telling. Very strange."

"I can't really explain it any easier." You shrug.

"What's strange to me is that these events are recent. I wouldn't have had the time to have shared them with anyone outside of Teyvat. I don't understand how you could have been privy to them from media in your world." Aether states, looking uncomfortable and worried.

Another shrug from you has the two of you deflating. You still weren't even sure how you came to be in Teyvat, much less how your information from a video game was accurate. You've read manga and watched anime with isekai plots, so you weren't all too shocked anymore about the situation, but questions did swim around your head. Aether was your anchor in this weird situation, though even he seemed to be more and more put off by the stories you knew well enough to be able to say you were present. The last event you played in the game was the Chasm one. It was the introduction to Yelan that had Sara's little gay heart sporadic. Course, you didn't really blame her, Yelan was gorgeous. Too bad her banner ran at the same time Xiao's did. She didn't stand a chance of gathering your attention with the last Yaksha standing running against her.

"Sorry Aether. I wish I could answer your questions, but I can't." You sigh out, feeling defeated.

"No, no! I'm not upset at you!" The blonde is waving his hands in front of his chest frantically. "I just— it's a bit weird is all. I'm not quite sure how to take it all in, is all…" he leads off.

You let out a gentle laugh. You have to laugh at this. If you don't, you might just get stuck in your head about it and cry.

"I'm not really sure what to say to that. I just woke up here. I have some useful information that I remember from my… source of media, and a lot of useless stuff. I'm really glad I fell into your lap and not someone else's. Not sure I could have stayed mentally sane with anyone else…" you admit.

A hand lands on your back, startling you somewhat. A small hand joins it a couple centimeters away. It's not fair that they make you feel this vulnerable. Then again, maybe it's good to let the tears out.

The moon is high up in the sky when you come to the conclusion that Xiao is probably too busy to come back home for the night. It has your chest constricting with worry. It has you chewing your lip. Maybe it's because you're already raw from the break down you had in front of Aether. It's easier to say that it is instead of admitting what it really is. It doesn't really matter that you have a crush on Xiao, because nothing will really come of it. He's a flipping adeptus. Not that he's not allowed to fall in love or anything, but given the choice of anyone out there, why, in the ever loving fuck, would he choose you?

In the latest hour, where no one kept their eyes open within the Wangshuu Inn, a shadow cast over a bed with a sleeping figure. Not a trace of discomfort fractured the peaceful expression on her face, probably brought on by either a dreamless sleep or a good dream. Stepping towards the dresser not too far from the bed, a hand waves on top of it before a parcel wrapped in fine silk materializes. With another glance at the woman fast asleep in the bed, the shadow disappears without a sound or trace to indicate its presence, except, of course, the parcel on the dresser.

It had been a long time since you had slept passed sunrise. Maybe it was more because you had spent a good chunk of last night waiting for a certain adeptus to make an appearance. In hindsight, you hadn't really asked him to meet with you. Either way… it'd be nice to know he was doing alright.

"Paimon did not know you were making this kind of mora!"

Your eyes snapped open for the first time, blinding light flooding your senses and forcing you to cover your eyes with a loud groan.

"What commission did you manage to take to get you something like this? Paimon doesn't even know what it is, but it sure looks expensive!"

"Aether!" You snap, hearing something crash next door. "If you don't come get your emergency food i'mma fry her!"

Paimon shrieks as you fix her with a murderous glare. Your door opens about two point five seconds latter, some heavy breathing heard from the culprit.

"Paimon… we've talked about this…" Aether sighs.

"Paimon thinks this is just ridiculous. It's not like you don't get up early every morning anyways!"

"Today's a day off." You grumbled, flopping back like a sack of potatoes.

"Paimon think's if it was someone else asking you to get up—"

"Buzz off pixie." You practically huff out, exhaustion evident in your tone.

"Like if Xiao were to ask you…"

The pixie sounds far too smug. You crack an eye open to see the smug face floating just out of your reach. Smart choice on her part. If you summoned your spear, you could probably achieve something. Then again… Aether would probably be upset. Speaking of Aether…

"What's this?" He asks, looking over his shoulder, towards you.

You sit up, sending him a curious look. You cock your head a little to see around his body and onto your dresser. You don't keep many things besides a comb and a few changes of clothes. Sure enough, as Aether steps away from your dresser, you see a bunch of expensive looking fabric sitting on the counter. Aether holds out a card towards you, eyebrow raised.

"I don't recognize the language." He admits, as you take it from him.

Your curiosity brimming, you flip the envelope open and take the card out. Sure enough, there's cursive writing in your mother tongue… back from home.

'Dear [your full name],

Though your travels in Teyvat have just begun, the tools you may need for the future may not be as easily accessible as you wish. It is my hope that this helps in your endeavors. Though I cannot disclose who your benefactor is, I hope that you'll be able to rely on my gift without too much worry.'

You blink at the slip of paper in your hand, confusion on just who… this was weird. You pushed yourself out of bed, your nightgown slipping down to your calves. Aether turns away with a slight blush. If you weren't distracted, you'd make fun of him. Reaching out towards the silk that Paimon had been so focused on this morning, you tug it away until you find what's been buried in its rich texture.

"Is that a sword?" Aether asks with wide eyes.

The blade in your hand is gorgeous. It's sharp carving capturing an azure blue with a bit of green mixed in to it. Its hilt is a brilliant gold with what looks to be wings built as the hand guard.

"Isn't that a Monstadtian blade? Paimon's read about it before! It's called the Skyward Blade."

You blink at it before a gasp leaves your lips.

"Aether! This is the blade I had you using in my… media." You lead off at the look he was giving you.

"Paimon read that the blade was blessed by the tone-deaf bard himself."

Your gaze falls back onto the blade in your hands. How strange… why a sword?… you'd been using a polearm since you had arrived in Teyvat…

"What did the letter say?" Aether asks.

"That it's a gift from a benefactor… that can't reveal themselves but they hope that I'll find it to my liking and use it anyways."

"Paimon finds that very suspicious."

"Paimon's not on her own in that regard." You reply, running your fingers along the hilt. "It's the wrong weapon. How strange…" you mutter, lifting it in the air.

It feels… strangely comfortable in your hands. As if you had wielded a single handed blade before. Was it because you were used to your polearm? Was it the time you spent training with Xiao that made this blade so comfortable in your hands?

"Would Venti even know who I am? I've never even left Liyue." You're not really talking to anyone, the questions floating around your head are just brimming over.

"He is the anemo archon, even if he's the tone deaf bard." Paimon supplies easily enough

"You would have had to receive your vision from him as well." Aether adds.

"You really think the anemo archon would send me a sword?" You ask, feeling a little put off. "What for? Doesn't make any sense."

"Paimon's long since stopped worrying about understanding everything it is that Venti does. Paimon's headaches would never end."

"It really is… beautiful." You murmur, gaze entrapped once again. "Far too beautiful for me to even… Aether, you want it?"

The blonde balks at your words.

"You— it's a blessing from someone. I can't just… you must know that you should keep it." He stumbles over his words a few times.

It's endearing, but not quite what you wanted to hear. The blade in your hand isn't heavy in weight, per se, but the burden you feel that it comes with weighs on your shoulders.

"I'm not even sure how to wield it… I can't possibly use something so pretty." You set the blade down, staring at it forebodingly.

Paimon glances towards Aether, the blonde sharing her look. He turns back towards you with an easy smile.

"You should get dressed. Someone will be docking in Liyue harbor today that you can ask some questions to."

You look up from the blade, lip pinched between your teeth. Someone for you to ask questions? What kind of trouble was Aether trying to get you into now?

"We'll wait for you at the entrance to Wangshuu Inn!" Aether calls as he's pulling the door closed behind him.

"Don't take forever!" Paimon yells as she follows him out.

And then… your room in quiet again. Your gaze falls back on the blade on your dresser. You walk up to it, examining the silks that it lays on once again. How strange that it sits in such gorgeous silks when it's an instrument for suffering. Such pretty designs. Such a contrast to the blood that a blade usually spills.

Your fingers grasp the card once more, your eyes reading through the message again and again to try to find a hidden meaning or message. If there is one, you don't find it. It's strange to see your native tongue. The people of Teyvat don't speak nor write in your language, and yet, everything sounds to you that way. When you read their writing, somehow, the symbols simply make sense to you. Why was this message different? Why was it written to you in your tongue, specifically? Why now, after spending a little over a year within Liyue? Why a sword when you'd been wielding a polearm for a year?

"Doesn't make any sense…" you sigh, reaching out to wrap your fingers around the blade once again.

As if like magic, the blade disappears, having been put into your storage or however it works when your weapon (now weapons) disappeared after a battle. Opening your dresser drawers, you pulled on something presentable before combing through your unruly locks. What a crazy morning…

With that taken care of, you raced out of your room and down the stairs. Far be it for you to give Paimon another reason to grumble and groan all day.

Notes:

KEEP YOUR PITCHFORKS AT BAY

He'll be back soon, I promise.

P.s. Ya gurl is taking love

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Chapter 13

Notes:

My my, if it isnt some fluff at the price of angst.
Enjoy you guys~

Anime4us

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Chapter 13:

Aether waved as you made it out of Wangshuu Inn. Paimon looked irritated, but if you're being quite honest, it was about time the tables were turned in that aspect.

"That took forever!" The pixie exasperated.

"That's a long time." You respond with fake wonder, grinning as Paimon displays her irritation spiking.

Aether sighs beside you, shaking his head slightly before heading in the direction of the harbor. You fall into step with him, knocking shoulders happily.

"Why do you always have to pull a rise from her?" He huffs out.

"It's stronger than me." You reply with a grin, laughing when the blonde rolls his eyes.

As you get closer to the harbor, voices begin to fill in the tranquil quiet of the morning. One voice in particular rang out louder than the rest. It'd be hard not to recognize her jovial tone.

"Kazuha! We leave in a week! Don't get lost!"

You pressed a hand to your mouth in an attempt to hide the laugh. The response must be far too quiet to hear because she's answering something you're not too sure about.

"Did you bring me here to meet Beidou?" You asked with a knowing glint.

"Not quite." Aether says, eyes scanning the crowd before recognition lights them. "Kazuha!" He calls out, with a wave to gather the samurai's attention.

When he turns towards you guys, that scarlet gaze brings memories to the forefront of your mind so strongly that you nearly stumble.

Sara! I finally drew Kazuha! His alt is super pretty!

Gurl, forget his alt. Even as a lesbian, I can tell you that he's super pretty.

Sara, look! I maxed Kazuha out!

You C6-ed him? Damn gurl.

Are you insane? I have him at level ninety.

Between Kazuha and Xiao, who's the Anehoe supreme pretty boy?

…

Don't look at me like that! Spare me! I'm so sorry I questioned your obsession with Xiao.

I drew Kazuha.

That's awesome. His alt is super pretty.

I put him in my party.

What about Ayaka?

I want a piece of you with me, always.

The sudden urge to both sob and throw up overwhelm you. You stagger on your feet, reaching out blindly for Aether. The blonde does not catch your fingers. Instead, a flash of concern in the form of scarlet invades your vision. It's kazuha's hand that catches yours. Even though it's a foreign grasp, the calluses on his hands are something you're familiar with. His grip is strong and steadfast, keeping you on your feet, though just barely. Paimon flutters into you space. Some part of your brain understands that she's talking to you but the other parts refuse to understand what she's saying. Aether's hand is on your shoulder. You wish it was as grounding as he probably hoped for it to be.

"I—"

It's hard to breathe and Kazuha looks really worried. It's not really something your addled brain can wrap itself around right now.

I want a piece of you with me, always.

"I can't do this right now."

You barely manage to choke out the words before you're turning tail. You've dropped the hand that had reached towards you so effortlessly. You've pulled away from the boy that has kept you afloat during your time in Teyvat. You're running so fast you can't tell if you've subconsciously tapped into your vision. Your chest feels so tight it leads you to wonder if you're even breathing at all. When your legs give up, you find yourself sinking to the ground on a very familiar balcony. An overwhelming feeling of longing has this gut wrenching sadness taking over. They're ugly sobs that rip themselves from your throat. Try as you might, you can't choke them down. Instead, you press your back against the banister, pull your knees in and try and work at controlling your breathing.

In, and out. You need to take a breath, and let it out. It's hard. The pit in your stomach festers angrily. You had put a lid on the memories of your best friend. The lid had busted itself so far open you weren't quite sure how to pick up the pieces again. The sobbing does, eventually, come down to gentle, whimpering breaths.

"Ok. You're fine." You tell yourself, wiping at your face. "You got this. No big deal."

It does help, to bring yourself up with words of encouragement. It works, until your attention is demanded elsewhere.

"Are you?…"

The gasp that rips itself from your throat is raw and your face is definitely nasty. You rub at it irritably, trying to rid yourself of the meltdown you had just had, apparently, in the adeptus' company. In the middle of your movements, you realize just how ridiculous you must come off as, and a few delirious laughs leave your lips.

"What's so amusing?"

"I couldn't find you for a week, and the one time I really didn't want for you to see me, you come out of nowhere." You muse, your hands falling into your lap. "What's up with that, hm Xiao?"

The Adeptus' eyebrows pinch together, letting you know that he doesn't understand.

"You do realize that you're on my balcony, yes?" The adeptus asks, more towards the fact that he's uncertain than being a smart ass.

It's endearing, and pulls more chuckles from you. Your amusement only seems to confuse the Yaksha further.

"I didn't want you to see me crying Xiao." You clarify, your cheeks stiff from shedding all those tears.

"Are you punishing yourself for being upset?"

You blink at the words that left the Yaksha's lips. Shock marred your features, Xiao simply keeping watch as his words sank in.

"I— what? No? I— what do you mean?" You stumbled over your words, embarrassment heating up your cheeks.

"Are you not allowed to be upset?" He asks.

"I mean… I just… not really sure if I was ready to have a full meltdown right in front of you." As the words left your lips you shrank into yourself, feeling uncomfortable.

"Should I avoid my home in the future?"

"What?!" You look up to see mirth in the Yaksha's eyes. "Oh! So now you got joke's hm?" You grumble, your blush dissipating.

"I think this is the part where I'm supposed to ask you why you're upset." He manages, albeit it's a little robotic.

You just stare at him for a few long moments before he sighs and looks away. Momentarily, you see him raise a brow towards his room, but your attention is soon grabbed by the words leaving his lips.

"Did I get it wrong? Most of what I learn is from my interactions and time spent with both you and the Traveler. I'm not always certain… about how this stuff works."

"Oh my god." You gasp, bringing a hand to your mouth.

The adeptus looks put off, eyes roaming your expression, though in search of what, you have no idea.

"You're adorable."

Xiao blinks at you a few time before scoffing and turning away. Is that the beginning of pink on his cheeks? No. You must be seeing things.

"I literally wanna give you a hug right now." You roll your eyes as you watch the Yaksha's entire body clench. "Don't worry. I won't. I know you like your space, Xiao." You chuckle afterwards. "I really appreciate you making an effort though. Makes me feel kinda special."

"Special?" The adeptus asks, clear confusion on his face.

"The great Guardian Yaksha showing that he's worried about little old me. It's enough to make a girl feel special." You smile while the Yaksha turns away once more.

There's a long period of silence that has you momentarily worried that you've overstepped Xiao's boundaries.

"By your incessant teasing, can I assume that you are fine then?…"

An easy smile settles on your lips. Pulling your legs up and into your arms, you lean your head on your arms, keeping your attention on Xiao. He looks super uncomfortable, and though it is quite amusing, you can't help but feel… loved. It's a nice feeling.

"Ya. Just… missing my best friend." You admit.

"Sara or the traveler?"

Xiao's response has your eyes widening momentarily before you fall into that smile again. Your cheeks are starting to hurt.

"Sara… you really do listen to me when I blab to you for hours huh?" You mused.

"Am I supposed to ignore you?" The adeptus asked.

"Mh… often times, in my world, I found myself talking at people instead of to them. It's an awful feeling."

"You forget that we are not in your world." The adeptus replies easily. "And if you take the time to speak to me, I'm hard pressed not to listen to the words that you share."

"I like spending time with you too, Xiao." You reply easily, cheeks rosy and maybe a little sore from smiling so wide.

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Aether steps out onto the balcony with a gentle sigh of relief. Xiao looks up at him, away from the woman that's fast asleep a few feet away from him. There's a blanket resting on her shoulders, though even with it, the blonde worries about how sore she'll be after having slept like this.

"I am so glad she talked to you…" The blonde breathed, small smile on his face.

"Did you assume we would sit here in silence after I saw tears streaming down her face?"

Aether didn't want to tell Xiao that he was not at the top of his list when it came to people that would compassionately take a breakdown in stride. In hindsight, the adeptus had done quite well.

"I may not be that well versed in human emotions… but even I am aware of what crying entails most times." The yaksha sighed, as if reading Aether's thoughts. "What did you do to have her that disheveled?" Xiao adds as an afterthought.

Aether couldn't explain it to Xiao, given that he himself was unaware of what had set you off.

"You don't know… I will admit though…" Xiao lead off, attention back on the sleeping woman beside him. "It does stir something from within me to see her so upset."

Aether's gaze widens momentarily, but he hopes he's managed to wipe it away by the time that Xiao looks back towards him.

"She didn't tell you?" Aether asks instead, gaze traveling towards the moon.

"She mentioned her world and a friend of hers. I do understand her notion of longing for someone that is… no longer accessible. In that sense… I can understand her plight. I hope that it doesn't weigh on her shoulders. Maybe she can push that feeling away, if only slightly, by spending time with you."

"And you." Aether responds, turning a smile towards the Yaksha.

In Xiao's eyes, he reads something he can't quite distinguish. He reads a tensing of muscles, and from the way Xiao turns away from his gaze, an aversion to his words. It's stumping, to see Xiao shying away from this type of conversation. Even the adeptus must understand that he is someone important to her, so why does he insist on cutting himself out of the equation? He must understand that he doesn't really have a choice when it comes to her fixations. That thought, however amusing it may be, is thought for another day.

"You do… know that… right?" Aether asks, his voice gentle.

Xiao scoffs at him, not meeting his gaze.

"These type of mortal relationships are not something that I concern myself—"

"Liar."

The harsh word startles both the adeptus and the boy who's lips it fell from. Bright yellow meets molten gold and they merely hold each other's gaze. Well, now that he's gone and open his big mouth, it's time to plow through with the strength of a forest boar when people get a little too close to comfort. He ignores that way something akin to unease strikes him as Xiao's eyes narrow. They flash as if to demand how he dare question his words. Aether is pushing his limit by talking to the adeptus this way. He means no disrespect, but if Xiao continues to walk himself in circles like he has been… he'll never find the path out of his own head… so Aether will give him a little hint. Just a small one… nothing that will broadcast anything that she's begged him not to say… He has just a smidgen more tact than Paimon.

"If they didn't concern you, you would have felt nothing at seeing her cry."

Notes:

Xiao: My heart did a thing.
Aether:...
Xiao: Anyways, I don't really care about hu-
Aether:BOI IF YOU DONT SHUT YOUR DUMBASS-

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Chapter 14

Notes:

I had the literal worst week ever.
Work is sucking,
apparently management is a ok with harassing their employees... anywho
I hope y'all like Kazuha,

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Chapter 14:

"Yep. I'm gonna be sick." You muttered, feeling your stress trying to strangle you from the inside out.

"Paimon thinks you're being dramatic. Kazuha is a really nice guy." The pixie rolls her eyes at your antics.

"Paimon's right." Aether agrees, walking beside you as you make your way towards the outskirts of Liyue. "And he's agreed to help you out." The blonde adds with a smile.

You stare at him with open shock. Kazuha agreed to what now? You haven't even talked to this guy! And your last attempt had failed so miserably… how does this guy not think you're a lunatic? Or maybe he does and he's doing this for his own entertainment.

"How does— Aether. You work way too quickly." You muse.

You're wiping your palms on the fabric of your clothing, trying to not appear like your perspiring enough to make Liyue seem like it's a billion degrees. Jeez, you weren't even this stressed meeting Xiao for the first time. Granted… your mind had been more focused on the whole possible death thing.

"That he does."

You blink before snapping your attention to the new voice. Sure enough, Kazuha is walking towards you with a gentle smile and kind eyes. Definitely not the look of disgust you should have known better than to expect.

"Hi Kazuha!" Paimon calls out excitedly, waving with her entire, little body.

You can feel yourself getting shy. You'd totally had a massive breakdown in front of this guy. That was his first impression of you… how the actual hell were you supposed to come back from that?

Aether seems completely undeterred by your inner turmoil as he chats amicably with Kazuha. The ronin chuckles at something that leaves the blonde's lips, something like fondness evident in his scarlet gaze. Ya, he's pretty. But… you think back to your chat with Xiao and how you'd just been able to talk to him all night. How he didn't even flinch with the idea of you refusing to leave to go to bed. How, even in your sleep addled brain, you'd recognized the feeling of fabric draping over your shoulders.

"Teyvat to the Outlander. Come in!"

You blink back to reality to see Paimon floating far too close for comfort. A look over her shoulders has a blush of mortification gracing your features. Why the hell were you spacing out and day dreaming about Xiao now of all times?!

"S-sorry! Uh. They call me the Outlander here." You reach a hand out to shake Kazuha's, offering an awkward smile as the wanderer slips his hand in yours.

"The Traveler, the Outlander and the Wanderer. I'm sure there's a joke to be had somewhere."

You blink at Kazuha, not having expected to hear those words. It sets some of your perils at ease and the smile on your lips feels less rigid.

"There probably is." You agree, dropping Kazuha's hand.

"Well! I have commissions to take care of. Paimon." Aether waves as the pixie follows after him.

Wait, what? He's just gonna leave you here? Alone? With Kazuha? Oh jeez…

"Rest assured Outlander, I am well versed enough in the sword arts to give you some pointers."

Your gaze fell back on Kazuha, surprise lighting up your face.

"Oh! I'm not— I wasn't… I didn't mean…" Your words were failing you.

You could feel mortification strangling you before a soft chuckle resonated. Your attention met scarlet once again and found zero resentment in those eyes.

"I can see why you and the traveler get along so well." Kazuha says with an easy smile.

Your blush is less mortification and more embarrassment as the situation unfolds. Kazuha reaches towards his hip, his sword materializing like a katana would sit at a ronin's hip.

"Aether tells me that you specialize in polearm combat. Any particular reason you wish to take up the sword?" He asks as you reach your hand out.

Your new blade materializes in your hands, the weight a comfort even though it's unlike the polearm in every way. You shift around experimentally as you try to figure out how to answer Kazuha's question.

"Someone gifted me this sword. I would hate to see it go to waste." You decide on, watching as Kazuha's gaze travels the blade.

"It is indeed a beautiful piece." He divulges, earning a smile from you.

Those words remind you of the Kaedehara clan lineage. You don't want to give yourself away by speaking about it, so you merely nod by way of thanking.

"There are not many warriors… that I know who can dual wield weapons efficiently. Usually we divert to the one we are strongest with."

"I can't know I'm strongest with the polearm if it's the only weapon I've ever wielded." You shrug.

"Fair enough." Kazuha agrees. "Do you want a few pointers or to try your hand at sparing?"

"Sparing?" You echo.

You've sparred many times with Xiao. So many times that you've lost count. You've still yet to win against him. You suppose his two thousand or so years on you make for a heavy advantage.

"If you're not comfortable—"

"Nah. Let's spar. If anything, it should at least be entertaining." You muse, taking a few steps away from Kazuha.

The samurai blinks at you, surprise taking over his features. Amusement follows soon after, as if he was shocked to hear the words that left your lips. In hindsight, you did diss yourself somewhat. Ah well, what can you do?

Kazuha's blade rests at his hip, but you know that he can have it out in a split second. You aren't worried about hurting him as you lunge, you know his skill with a blade from watching him in your party for months. But the blade doesn't come out and Kazuha merely steps around you, before pushing on your lower back with the hilt of his blade. You stumble forward a couple paces before catching yourself.

"Your center of gravity is important when locked in combat. You fight as though you wield a polearm, though the sword is not the same."

You straighten up, looking towards Kazuha. His blade is back at his hip (you're not really sure it left at all). You try not to let your embarrassment-fueled irritation seep into your eyes. You're pretty sure Kazuha will be able to read it anyways.

"As cliché as this will sound, the sword is supposed to be an extension of you. You must move with it. Your body must follow its lead and vice versa. It is your partner, you both have the same goal." Kazuha states, expression thoughtful as he explains his process on wielding a blade.

It's an interesting thought, and fits perfectly with someone the game had made to have such a love of poetry. The thought brings a smile to your face, pulling a small, surprised reaction from Kazuha.

"Did I say something strange?" He asks, the embodiment of relaxed, even in the middle of a supposed sparring match.

"No. I really appreciate you taking the time to show me this stuff." You say, smile growing.

"I will only have the time to show you the basics, but it is my hope that you will continue to hone the art even in my absence." The samurai states.

"Aye-aye captain." You mock salute with you empty hand. "Ok. So be one with the blade and all. How?" You ask, stepping towards the wanderer and holding out the blade.

"You have a vision much like my own. I'm quite aware that most people don't understand me when I say this… but you must listen to the wind. It will speak to you." Kazuha explains, and you try really hard to keep the amusement off your face.

"Ok. So with my polearm, I can slice wind currents." You explain, earning a nod from Kazuha. "Should I try for the same thing you think?"

"Hm. Do what you believe is right." He offers.

Every inch of self-preservation keeps you from rolling your eyes. If you had a mora for every time someone has said that to you in a lifetime, you would never have to take a commission from Katheryne again.

Nonetheless, you spend a large chunk of your day getting pointers from Kazuha about your form and ways to implement your vision into your fighting style. Eventually, the sun starts to set and Kazuha offers to walk you back towards the Wangshuu Inn. You guys walk in amicable silence, enjoying the moon's glow above.

"Did I do something that upset you?"

"Huh?" You ask, tearing your gaze away from the moon and turning towards your companion.

"The other day. When Aether tried to introduce us, you were really upset."

"Oh no! No, no! You did nothing wrong Kazuha. I had a little bit of a spaz." You could feel your mortification growing. "I just… you reminded me of someone I'll never get to speak to again… and that just hit me really hard…" you led off, gaze falling onto the samurai.

You saw understanding in his eyes. A small, sorrowful smile that caught you off guard until… oh… Tomo. And that understanding in his eyes must reflect in yours because he looks back up at the moon with a wistful smile.

"I see. I apologize for bringing up painful memories."

"Please don't." You huff out a gentle laugh. "I just haven't thought about it in forever… so it hit harder than I expected. But I'm ok!" You say, waving your hands in front of you. "I had someone to listen to my problems… and it really helped." You smiled, earning a reciprocated one from Kazuha.

"I'm glad that you have someone you can rely on." The samurai said, the two of you falling into comfortable silence once again.

After Kazuha dropped you off, you wandered towards your favorite resting place in Liyue. Unfortunately, its owner was nowhere to be found. Letting out a gentle sigh, you leant up against the banister, eyes trailed on the moon in the sky. In most of Xiao's promotional videos, he often danced in the sky that used the moon as a contrast to him. It was an amusing comparison. Though it worked well. If Xiao was the moon, than Aether was your sun. Without the two of them to keep you afloat in this bizarre world… you would surely go insane. Without Aether's kind and gentle encouragement and Xiao's concrete training… Teyvat would have swallowed you whole.

"Cause what doesn't kill you makes you stronger…" You breathed out, sighing softly before taking a deep breath. "Stand a little taller…" You continue, looking down at the banister.

This song had been played for you far too many times in your old world. Far too many enthusiasts with no originality… and no care for the thought that their song choice might just be a little problematic… some entertainers should really look up what their clients have before they decide to do a cover. Well… it wasn't something for you to be worrying about now. It's not like it would protect you to be worrying about feelings lost in a world left behind.

"Doesn't mean I'm… lonely when I'm… alone." You sigh out that last word.

How hypocritical of you. This song was the wrong choice in brightening you up. It brought along bad memories and feelings of longing, but you refused to cry. You'd already been doing too much of that stuff.

You startled when a bird landed on your shoulder. Glancing at it, you blinked as it cocked its head at you. You saw far too much wisdom in its eyes. How could a bird look so bloody sage? At least it was pretty. Its white feathers were speckled with gray and black dots. Its beak was a soft orange that didn't deter from its white feathers. You'd figure the white would have dirt of some sort. Maybe it had just bathed.

"Are you lonely too, little guy?" You murmured, reaching out towards the animal.

You expected it to pull away from your touch, but, it in fact, leaned in, allowing for your fingers to brush the top of its head gently. Its black gaze shut momentarily, as if to enjoy the moment. It was kind of surreal. Even in your past life, you'd never held a bird. Its tiny feet bounced lightly on you shoulder as it settled more comfortably. It was probably the size of your palm, maybe a little smaller.

"Gosh. You are just adorable." You mused with an easy smile, continuing to pet the happy bird.

It sang happily from your shoulder, earning a gentle smile from you.

"Such a pretty singing voice… Guess I'll have to call you… Melody." You mused, more to yourself than anything else.

To you pleasant surprise, the bird replied with another happy song, pressing closer to you.

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Chapter 15

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Chapter 15:

The next morning you're up early and out the door, excitement tangible as you make your way towards your meeting place where Kazuha will be waiting. Sure enough, the samurai is leaning against a pillar leading out into Liyue's wild terrain. You wave when you know he can see you, earning a smile in return. You spend most of your morning trading blows with Kazuha. He's much more elegant than you are, his form resembling more of a dance than a spar but so fun to both watch and fight against.

You go to strike Kazuha, thinking that you've found a weakness in his form, but you should have been aware that a samurai was sure to be more experienced than you. Kazuha steps away, giving you nothing to catch your strike. So you stumble, and as you do, Kazuha spins and turns to strike your back. You know it won't fatally wound you, it won't cut your flesh because he has been using the back of his blade the entire time. Your muscles clench anyway, with the knowledge of an attack coming. Instead, you feel power wash over you before a gasp leaves Kazuha's lips. You rear around in shock, watching as Kazuha is flung a few paces away from you. You blink a few times before excitement takes over.

"Hey! Did you see that?!" You exclaim, running towards Kazuha after having sheathed your blade. "I can create a force field?! That's so cool! I could—" you gasp, clenching your fists in front of you. "I could probably catch Xiao off guard with this! I've never once won against him, y'know?! He hasn't gone easy on me once. Not even when I was just learning!"

You're waving your arms wildly, but the samurai is listening with an easy smile. He never once interrupts you as you continue to basically word vomit. It's clear that your excitement has led to a case of motor mouth, but Kazuha is happy to fall into step with you as you make your way back towards Liyue. As you walk, a white feather falls into your view. You stop mid-sentence to look up, eyes widening as a bird flaps down and lands on your shoulder.

"A friend has come to visit, it would seem." Kazuha says, watching as the bird peers up into your eyes.

"Melody? Is that you?" You ask with a growing smile.

Melody responds with a cheerful chirp, earning a gentle pet on the head.

"What are you up to, little guy?" You ask.

The bird chirps happily before jumping happily on your shoulder.

"Seems to be an energetic little guy." Kazuha muses.

"I met Melody last night. He sang with me a bit. Kept me company." You explain.

"A suiting name then." The samurai muses.

"Do you think I could use my force field as an offensive attack instead of just defensive?" You muse, dropping your hand from Melody's head.

"An interesting thought. I would like to see how you could fortify your shield with other elements. We anemo vision holders are quite blessed to be able to work with all our allies. I would think different elements would offer you different pros." Kazuha stated, spiking that excitement from inside you once again.

"Oh. That's pretty cool. So like, if I merged my force field with pyro, I'd probably have an advantage over both Cryo and Hydro users." You wonder aloud.

"An interesting take, though not one I can give you the answer to." Kazuha replies, the harbor coming into view.

After a quick lunch, you and Kazuha head back out into the wilds. This time, the two of you want to see how your shield acts against different opponents. Your smile grows as a pyro whopper flower attacks you. Pulling up your shield, you excitement grows as the force field hums with an orange and red hue. There is heat wafting off of its surface as the whopper flower continues to attack you.

"Aha! Oh this is so flipping cool!" You bounce around excitedly, closing in for the kill as the whopper flower stops firing at you.

"I'm inclined to agree with you." Kazuha says, his attention not on you, but instead trailed on a group of hydro slimes you've seemed to gather the attention of.

"I can't believe I can perform another kind of burst! This is so cool." You call out before running towards the gathering of slimes.

You miss the calculating look on Kazuha's face as you take on the slimes. You finish your opponents quickly before dismissing your blade. Your force field fades shortly after. Still, Kazuha has a wary look on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" You ask, feeling a little naked under that stare.

"I've never heard of a person capable of pulling off more than a single blessing from their vision. You told me that you could slice air currents at your opponent with your polearm." He states, his palm resting on the hilt of his blade.

You're aware that he means no malice, it's just the way Kazuha's most comfortable when moving, but it still send a jolt of pain through you.

"Uh. Well…" you struggle to come up with an explanation but nothing short of telling Kazuha that you aren't from this world really sounds any less than an feeble attempt to protect yourself.

"It's unheard of. I know of people who specialize in more than one weapon, but a vision's blessing usually comes in the form of one explosive move, whether it be healing or damaging. I find it very difficult to understand that you have both a defensive and offensive blessing from your vision." Kazuha continues, undeterred by the turmoil raging violently frim within you.

"What are you trying to tell me, Kazuha?" You manage to get out, your nerves chocking you.

"The only time I saw different power available to others was in the form of Delusions." The samurai states, eyes trailed on the trees in the horizon. "And the effects of a delusion were known to be quite—"

"Oh shit. You think that I'm slowly killing myself by using this power?" Your eyes bug, chest heavy with the memory of the soldier from Inazuma.

"I'm not quite sure what to think. I merely wish to bring certain possibilities to light should you ever need to draw on their conclusions." The poet stated with a slight frown.

"I haven't felt any side effects to using my vision." You state, reaching for the anemo symbol with shaky hands.

You flip it, letting out a sigh of relief when you don't find the Fatui's symbol on the back. You turn it towards Kazuha, small smile in place.

"I think this is the real thing. I mean… I suppose I could always ask Xiao to compare the two, but I'm near certain that I would have felt something by now. It's been months of me using my vision to complete commissions."

"I believe speaking to the friend that you share attachments to the same element with might prove fruitful." Kazuha responds. "Remember, at this point, all our thoughts are merely jargon with no proof. Do not stress yourself on the mere speculation. Who knows. There is a first for everything."

You wish Kazuha's words were as comforting as he hoped they were.

It's cold tonight, the usual warmth gone with the setting of the sun. The moon is out, which is a small comfort, given how close you are to it sitting on the banister. If you reach out your hand, you could probably touch it. The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end, causing you to peer over your shoulder. A sigh meets your ears, but it only encourages your mirth.

"You should be resting."

"Sweet of you to worry, but I'm busy worry about a certain adeptus that likes to disappear for weeks at a time." You roll your eyes pointedly.

Another sigh reaches your ears before Xiao leans against the banister a foot or so away from you. There's still a barrier, but you try not to let your heart gallop at the fact that it's becoming shorter and shorter as time passes.

"What I do with my time is hardly any of your concern." He huffs out.

"A valiant argument, allow me to rebuttal with; You're important to me so I will worry about you regardless of your ability to take care of yourself both physically and mentally." You finish your statement with a smile that has the Yaksha turning away.

There is a long period of silence before Xiao breaks it.

"Why do you waste your time with such fruitless worries?"

"Hm?" You question, cocking your head to the side somewhat.

"Worrying about me? I don't understand. It merits nothing in return." He grumbles.

"Sure it does. It keeps me on my toes. It has you worrying about me in return. It means that together, there is a bond here." You point at him, before pointing back at yourself. "It means that I have a reason to keep on discovering all this whacky stuff like why I'm here, and what this vision means." You add.

"I don't really… understand the notion of worrying. I do worry about the karma in this land. And the effects that it will have in the long term… but when it comes to the people, I am happier to stay on the side lines. I don't want, nor do I deserve gratitude for cleaning up a mess that has made itself in consequence to my existence."

"That's… so sad." You manage with a small, sad smile. "You work so hard, Xiao. Tirelessly. You don't even sleep! You're allowed to feel proud about your work."

The Yaksha blinked up at you, shock written clearly in his features. You love moments like these, where Xiao's emotions are as clear as day through his eyes and the pull of his lips. For someone that everyone else seems to believe hides his emotions, he can be quite open.

"You— can't weigh in on this because you don't know. The things I've seen. The things I've done. I have done… such—"

"Xiao. Listen to me for a second. You," you poke his chest gently. "Are not defined by your past." You smile gently as the Yaksha let go out a shaky breath.

"You can't say that, you don't know—"

"You," again, you poke him right in the center of his chest. "Are not defined by your past."

Xiao presses his lips together. He doesn't believe you, that much you can tell from the pinch in his brow and the upturn of his lips. Sad, but you think that his way of thinking will take a lot more work to change. That's fine. You're willing to put in the effort.

"I wish you could hear some of the things that the people of Liyue say about you. Yelan and Yanfei alike are very thankful towards you for saving their lives. You've also saved Aether's twice now. So thanks. I'm really thankful that they have you to look after them."

"They were stuck in a mess of my creating. It's only right that I—"

"Xiao. Not everything is linked back to you. I understand that you feel connected to the karma debt of the other Yaksha. I still don't think their debt should lay on your shoulders." You let out a sigh.

"I don't understand how you are privy to all this type of information." Xiao states, catching you off guard.

"In my world, there were stories of your world. And I loved those stories. I read them avidly. Whenever something new arose, I consumed it at an exponential rate."

"Why would there be books about my world in your world?" The adeptus asked.

"A good question, but I don't have the answer for it. So when I got thrown into Liyue, I had some knowledge of the world of Teyvat. And a lot of knowledge about the people that lived in it."

"Including me?"

"Especially you." You responded with a smile.

"Why?" Xiao's brow's furrowed.

"Because you interested me. Learning about you was exciting. The more I learnt, the more I wanted to know. But I thought you were fictional. And that was a barrier that I was sad to have but also didn't know to strive for more."

"So I was a form of entertainment to you? My pain was something that made you excited?"

Those words were harsh as they left the Yaksha's lips. He was angry, and though you had no idea that Genshin Impact would ever lead to something like this, he wasn't wrong.

"Ya. Your story was something that got me through the day. It was something I could be excited about. Something I could use to momentarily forget about my cancer." You explained. "I had no idea you actually existed. Not a single clue." You sighed. "But you know. I really am so happy that I got to meet you Xiao. That I got to speak to you and that I keep getting to speak to you." You turned towards him with a genuine smile.

His face is contorted, filled with so many different emotions fighting for the space on his face. He settles on indifference. Well, he tries at the very least. There are inlaying emotions that seep through his eyes. Hurt is quite prominent.

"I'm sorry." You murmur. "I think if someone showed up in my world knowing a lot about me without ever having met them, I'd be really uncomfortable." You say, turning back towards the moon. "I'd probably be a little scared of them too." You admit.

"You… are genuinely admitting this to me knowing full well that I will be suspicious of this revelation. Why?" He asks, narrowing his eyes.

"Because I want to be honest with you. Because you're important to me." You repeat yourself again.

"I don't understand you. Why would you tell me something that would intentionally sabotage you in my eyes?" The Yaksha's brow is pinched.

"Because you deserve to know." You reply.

"Is this the reason you were able to call out to me? On the day we met?"

"Maybe? I'm not really sure." You admit with a shrug.

Xiao looks put off. Totally uncomfortable with the information that you shared. Totally unable to comprehend the things that you're relaying to him. Unable to really take that information in and process it properly. He's discontent with the information, but he's still standing next to you. He's asking question. He hasn't disappeared on you.

Notes:

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Chapter 16

Notes:

Scaramouche, Scaramouche, not in this fic by a long shot but I was so excited to see him in game.
He will be mine... As an anemo character, he must complete the Anehoe squad.

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Chapter 16:

A couple days later you're waving on the doc as the Crux takes her leave. Kazuha gives a polite wave, a lot less enthusiastic than you and Paimon are throwing your bodies around. Beidou returns the energy with a hearty wave before focusing on commanding her ship. Kazuha was a great teacher, and though you can say you're far from an expert, you can definitely wield your sword in battle. You'd even sparred with Aether a few times. You had only won once, and it's entirely because you used your force field next to a whopper flower, earning its element as a boost and surprised the crap out of him long enough to disarm him.

"So. Xiao's been kinda distant." Aether murmurs, earning your attention.

You try not to deflate into a mess. Aether isn't wrong, but you were hoping that you could play dumb a bit longer. No such luck it would seem.

"Xiao's always distant." You deflect, your smile twitching.

"Paimon thinks that he's been avoiding you more than usual." The pixie supplies oh so helpfully.

You wish she would mind her own business. This conversation is already hard with Aether alone. You really didn't need the damn pixie weighing in.

"Maybe you're reading too much into it." You offer, turning away from the duo and making your way from the port.

"What happened?" Aether asks, knocking his shoulder against yours gently.

You turn a watery look towards him before looking up at the sky. You blinked a few times to try and rid the tears. You're fine, really. This was nothing to cry over. For all you know, Xiao was just really busy! It's not like he hasn't disappeared on you for days at a time before. Really… you were just… reading too much into this…

"I may, or may not have told Xiao that in my world there are books and books about you guys. So I kinda knew you guys before ever coming here." You breathe out.

Aether physically cringes at your words, but Paimon is not so reserved.

"You what?!" She all but shrieks, turning heads in all directions.

Mortification grows hot on your cheeks as you quicken your pace to avoid all these eyes. It's none of their business.

"Why?! Why did you think that would go well?!" Paimon demands.

"I don't know!" You snap, throwing your hands up in the air. "It just came up and I rolled with it. I didn't think it'd be fair to lie to him anymore."

"It's not so much lying but trying to save face." Aether offers.

A pointed look from you has him deflating somewhat.

"I wanted to be honest with him. And maybe a selfish part of me wants to feel comfortable in the sense that I didn't have to watch what I say to him."

"Paimon thinks that that was probably not the smartest thing to do." The pixie states.

"Well it's a good thing I didn't ask for Paimon's opinion." You sneer.

"Ooooookay." Aether steps between the two of you with his arms up. "None of that is helpful." He adds with a sigh.

"I know that it's messed up, kay? And when he asked me if I used his pain as a sort of entertainment I couldn't fucking deny it because I did. I consumed his story as much as I could because I enjoyed learning about him. Sure, I hurt beside him. I cried a few times, but in the end, the reason I played Genshin was because I loved the entertainment of the story that it produced for me."

Both Aether and Paimon are looking at you like you have six heads. It's grating on your last nerve. You don't know how to fix the problem. You don't want to take it back. Some part of you, even though you know Xiao's probably upset, is happy that this is out in the open. Maybe it's the same part that hopes the two of you will overcome this.

"Uh. Ok. Well…" If Aether were a computer, he would have a broken loading bar. Maybe if you had a computer, you could google how to fix this issue.

Aether is trying to come up with something positive about the situation. It's how he tries to solve problems instead of throw gas on the fire. At least he's trying to fix the problem. Unfortunately, there is nothing positive to say about this situation, and eventually, Aether stops floundering.

"Did you… really agree that you used his pain for entertainment?" Aether murmurs, cringing as the words left his lips.

You put your face in your hands and take a few deep breaths. You don't really remember how that conversation went, but you're pretty sure you didn't outright say that you soaked up his pain like a damn sponge.

"I told him that anything about him had me excited to consume. Think of the way Xingqiu reads books. Kinda like that." You mumbled through your fingers.

"Well. To put it eloquently… I'm not surprised that Xiao's avoiding you." Aether presses his lips together as your hands fall to your side.

Ya. You had been afraid of that answer. Letting out a shaky sigh, you force a smile to your face.

"Right. Ya. I understand." You respond.

You want to crawl into a ball and cry. Why did telling Xiao about this part of you feel so damn awful? Well, moron, it was because you totally consumed his pain like he banged Aether in you favorite fanfictions. AH! Not the right thought process! Had you known that this stuff was more real than the damn video game you played and the fanfiction you read… then obviously you would have been less inclined to consume his story. You would have maybe attempted to get it from the source instead. Maybe you should have just played that angle anyways… but no. In all reality, though it hurt, you didn't necessarily regret telling the Yaksha. Being able to be completely honest with him was honestly so fulfilling. You hoped that the adeptus would at least afford you a friendship after all was said and done.

Aether looks uncomfortable, his gaze finding anything but your face to land on. He's fiddling with his hands while Paimon is uncharacteristically quiet. You let out a long sigh, startling the two of them. Maybe they share a telepathic bond, because they both share a look before nodding.

"I have to take care of something. I'll come see you tonight?" Aether says, sounding a little rejuvenated.

You're happy that he's able to bounce back so quickly. You, on the other hand, feel pretty decrepit. You kinda wanna throw yourself off a cliff… ya. That doesn't sound like a bad idea.

"Ya. Alright. I'll grab some food and go spend the day on Mount Hulao." You shrug, earning a small smile from the blonde before he takes off with a little more pep in his step.

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Aether sent Paimon to do whatever it is that she does when they aren't together. He knows that Xiao would probably be more at ease without her around. It's not that he hates her, per se, but even Aether is aware that Paimon is… a character and a half. Paimon aside, he makes his way to Xiao's balcony, glancing around to see if the adeptus is home or not. He seems to be missing, like most of the time lately. Letting out a gentle sigh, the traveler makes his way to the railing and leans his arms onto it.

"Xiao?" He calls out, knowing full well that there is no need to yell.

Within seconds, the adeptus appears next to him. He looks calm and collected, his arms crossed as he looks the traveler over before raising a brow. Aether takes stock of his appearance and realizes that Xiao looks… tired?

"So it is bothering you." Aether says with a smile.

The yaksha blinks at him before raising a brow. It's his way of asking Aether to elaborate.

"So she told you, hm?" The blonde continues and he watches as Xiao's muscles tense.

"She's told me plenty of things, you're going to have to be more specific."

Xiao's words come out harsher than usually, though they don't deter Aether in the least. To be honest, they encourage him quite a bit.

"About having already known a lot about us."

Xiao looks… constipated. He's flashing through far too many emotions in such a short span of time. For someone that people tend to refer to as cold and unfeeling, he seems to be quite the opposite. Especially as of late. Aether's smile is definitely birthing the irritation that he sees sparking in Xiao's eyes.

"Why do you look so elated?" Xiao practically demands.

"Because!" Aether's smile can't possibly get larger. "If you're this upset it means that she means more to you than just as a citizen of Liyue!" Aether hopes that this is a breakthrough for the Yaksha.

The blonde watches the adeptus stop, fingers digging into his arms as he tries to burn holes through Aether's head via his eyes.

"Don't look at me like you wanna murder me." Aether looks away, feeling uncomfortable.

"I wouldn't murder you." Xiao breathes, as of Aether's mere presence before him is a nuisance.

It probably is.

"Maim me." Aether corrects.

"Only a little." The Yaksha replies.

Aether's eyes grow wide before he realizes that Xiao's kidding. Xiao's joking with him. The unease vanishes easily enough with this atmosphere.

"I didn't think you could joke." Aether admits sheepishly. "It's nice to see you opening up though."

Xiao looks more perplexed than upset at this point, which makes Aether feel as though he's at least making leeway into the situation. The adeptus lets out another breath, turning to face Aether once again.

"I'm not angry with her." He divulges. "I just… it's difficult to feel at ease when you're not sure what parts of yourself are still…"

Aether smiles, picking up what Xiao is trying to say easily enough.

"You know… she knew quite a few things about me as well. It was definitely off putting, but you know what? Some of her information was wrong too." Aether says. "Because there's no way my sister is working with the Fatui." He mused. "I mean, I know she's a little more brash than I am, but there's just no way…" he leads off.

"You sound like you're more trying to convince yourself than me."

Aether sends Xiao a pointed look that the Yaksha shrugs at.

"Point being," Aether says, turning to take in the beautiful scenery from the balcony. "Not all her information is correct. Maybe you should see what information she has and what she doesn't. Just because she seems to know more than she lets on, doesn't mean it's correct." The blonde offers with a shrug.

Xiao studies him, as if contemplating the authenticity of his words. Aether offers him an easy enough smile that he hopes settles the Yaksha's nerves.

"You think I should ask her what she knows and go from there?" The adeptus concludes.

"Yup. Just because she read a few books does not make her all knowing. Books are also subjective y'know? She might not even know that much about you. Or she might not have understood the information that was depicted in those pages."

Xiao hums to either confirm Aether's words or let him know he's listening. The blonde isn't really sure which.

"And if she does know a lot about you." Aether says, earning the Yaksha's attention once more. "Then at least you know she's sticking around because she does actually enjoy your company." The blonde winks.

Xiao scoffs at him before turning away.

"That was never a concern of mine."

"Don't lie, it's unbecoming of you." Aether's grin is downright cynical as Xiao glares at him, but the adeptus doesn't offer him any reply in return.
It's fine either way, at least Aether knows that Xiao isn't entirely upset with the Outlander. This is something that he can work with.

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Chapter 17

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Chapter 17:

Cliff diving was honestly amazing. The wind in your hair as you free fell. The sun setting and painting the sky with oranges and reds was absolutely stunning. It made for a gorgeous backdrop for your plans. The only thing missing… was a cranky adeptus and your best friend. That would have made today absolutely perfect. Letting out a long sigh, you caught yourself with your glider, allowing the wind currents to push you back towards the pillars of stone that made a path between Mount Hulao and Mount Aozang. Landing on your feet gently, you tuck your glider away before taking a seat. Your legs dangle over the ledge as you lean back and take in the quickly darkening sky. In a few minutes, the stars will sprinkle over a blue and black canvas. With no light pollution, it's a breathtaking view.

"Were you planning to just watch me in silence all night?" You ask, breaking the quiet spell.

"You seemed at peace. It's not often I feel that way myself, I didn't want to take you away from that."

"I haven't really been at peace for a week or so now." You huffed, leaning back far enough that you can see the Yaksha, albeit upside down.

He looks perplexed with that answer. You hope he doesn't feel guilty, you were just being honest with him.

"Can I sit with you?"

Why is Xiao being so formal? It kinda breaks your heart.

"With me or six feet away?" You ask, pouting somewhat.

The adeptus blinks his eyes in surprise before turning away. It's dark out, so you can't see the look on his face. After he takes a few breaths (though you wonder why it is that he had to compose himself) he makes his way towards you, taking a seat at the edge. The wind current from this high isn't too strong, but it's still rather chilly. You must have made a pretty formidable argument, because Xiao is sitting less than an arm's length from you.

It's definitely the wind current that has your cheeks darkening. Yea… yup, no other reason! Why was he sitting so close?! Cause you told him too you bloody moron!

As you struggled with your inner monologue, Xiao shifted, turning his attention towards you.

"What you shared with me before…" He starts, looking out of his element.

Your gaze falls to his gloved hand that is fisted in the grass. You're surprised he hasn't got his arms cross over his chest, but that's a thought process for another time.

"I'm… not upset with you."

You blink at him, bewildered by the words that leave his lips. He's searching your face, maybe looking for that flash of understanding, but you don't have it.

"You're not?!" You practically shout, wincing as Xiao jumps, his shoulders meeting his ears.

"I'm… not." The adeptus reiterates, his shoulders slowly coming down to their regular position.

"Why not?" You ask, much less abrupt this time.

It's Xiao's turn to be perplexed before he rises a brow in your direction.

"You want for me to be upset with you?"

"No!" You shout again, watching the adeptus cringe. "No…" You repeat quieter, warmth invading your cheeks.

"It's not fair to place blame on you for something that was out of your hands. It makes no sense." Xiao explains, leaning back on his hands and turning his attention to the sky.

The moon is hidden behind some moving clouds, but the stars peak out from different areas. Nonetheless, the prettiest thing for miles on end is the boy that sits beside you. The one who doesn't blame you for using his years of pain as entertainment. Who doesn't blame you for enjoying his story as a means to forget your own pain. It's a lot to process. So much so, that you really shouldn't be surprised to feel tears cascade down your cheeks. The relief lifts a rock so huge off your chest, you have to assume that it took the floodgates with it as well.

"Are you—what did I say? Was it wrong?"

You've never really heard Xiao feel so unsure of himself. He's always been quite confident in a way only someone who has been doing the same thing for centuries could be.

"Nothing." You reassure, brushing at your face quickly, trying to disperse the water works.

"You don't usually cry over nothing." Xiao responds, earning a watery laugh from you. "Now you're laughing at me?" the adeptus demands.

"I'm not!" You laugh some more, your hands falling away from your face.

The irked look on the Yaksha's face pulls more giggles from you.

"You are!" Xiao responds before pressing his lips together.

"I'm—sorry." You let a few more giggles escape your lips before flopping back on the grass with a sigh.

The adeptus is giving you an incredulous look that keeps the smile on your face. He doesn't flop back beside you, but you didn't expect him to.

"Thanks." You murmur after a few moments of silence.

"For what?" Xiao asks, once again looking absolutely perplexed.

"Not hating me." You breathe, smile still evident. "I was really worried I was gonna lose you."

"Lose me? I'm not going anywhere."

You sit up, smile bright and tears dried.

"For a single, dark moment, I thought you would never talk to me again." You admit.

"Why?"

"I would hate to lose my balcony privileges."

Xiao looks unimpressed.

"Kidding!" You huff, chuckling somewhat. "Well… kinda." You then add, given that most of the time you spent with the Yaksha was on that balcony.

Xiao was, hands down, the person that kept you in Liyue. He was the reason that you put so much effort into getting better. The reason that you strove to be something at all. You could have chosen the cushy life as a merchant or whatever… Fine, that would have been boring, but still!

"I never hated you." Xiao says, breaking the silence between you.

Blasted warmth invading your cheeks again!

"Though, I'd prefer if you came to me about learning… things about me." He leads off, turning his face away from you.

Were his ears a darker shade?

"Wait!" You gasped, hands gripped in your lap.

Was Xiao saying what you thought he was saying?!

"I'm allowed to ask questions?!" Your excitement is exuding from you.

The Yaksha turned back towards you, lips pressed together as he takes in your excitement.

"Just as you are allowed to ask questions, I reserve the right to refuse you answers." He responds.

"Can I start now?" You ask, smile in place.

"Now?" Xiao asks, surprise evident in his eyes.

He seems to choke on air a little before clearing his throat.

"Only if you offer me the same curtesy in return…"

Bless the moon for choosing this moment to shine its light upon you. Xiao, although his eyes are downcast, is facing you with his body. In the moon light, you can easily pick up on the rose coloring in the adeptus' cheeks. It warms both your cheeks and your heart to see. Maybe… just maybe… you can start to hope.

"Deal." You say, earning the Yaksha's undivided attention. "Where's your favorite place in Liyue?"

Xiao blinks at you before scoffing.

"That's what you start with? Seriously?"

"Are you passing?" You asked, raising a brow at the adeptus.

"No. One of my favorite places is the roof of the Wangshu Inn. The view is breathtaking and offers a vantage point."

You laugh into your hand, too slow to cover your mouth.

"What did I say?"

"It's just—That was so formal." You laugh, making the Yaksha look away once again.

"My turn." He mutters.

Your laughter dies down in anticipation from Xiao's question.

"What… What's your favorite food?"

You snort such an ugly sound, but you can't help the laughter.

"And you were mad at me for asking my question?" You ask.

"Are you passing?" The adeptus asks, mocking your previous answer.

"No. It's chocolate." You respond, watching as Xiao cocks his head in confusion. "It's really sweet." You muse.

"Like almond tofu?" the adeptus asks.

"Ah-ah, It's my turn to ask a question." You muse, watching as Xiao presses his lips together.

"How old are you?"

Xiao visibly stiffens at the question, causing you to wave your hands in front of you frantically.

"I'm sorry, you don't have to answer!" You got out quickly.

"No, it's fine." The Yaksha lets out a breath. "I haven't really… been counting. If I had to surmise… I'd say I'm somewhere between two and three millennia."

"Excuse me? Jeez! That's—really?" You stumble over your words.

"I believe it is my turn to ask a question." The adeptus' eyes spark with amusement at the irritation that sparks within you.

"How long will you stay here?" He asks.

"On this rock pillar?" You ask, looking far too smug when Xiao lets out an irritated sigh. "I'm not really sure. I donno how I got here so I'm not sure how to leave either." You shrug.

The yaksha looks sufficiently pleased with your answer.

"Do you plan to stay in Liyue forever?" You ask, looking out towards the moon.

"Liyue is my home… It is also where my contract with Morax stands. I cannot simply abandon my duties."

"Fair." You breathe out.

"What have you been doing these last few days?"

You turn back towards the adeptus with a tiny smirk.

"Curious?"

"I believe that is evident in my having asked the question." Xiao responds.

"Learning how to wield a sword." You respond with a shrug of your shoulders.

"A sword—what? Was the polearm not sufficient enough?" The adeptus asked, raising a brow.

"My, my. You're not very good at this question for a question thing." You muse.

Xiao's jaw snaps shut, though you can feel his irritation. You raise a hand towards him, fingers outstretched but motion slow enough that he can choose to stop you or move away. He doesn't, which is something that has your heart playing a symphony on you damn rib cage, but you continue nonetheless. Your thumb brushes right under his eye, causing it to close on instinct.

"What does the red under your eyes symbolize?" You ask.

Xiao's extremely rigid in front of you. You have to wonder if he's even breathing. It takes a couple of minutes for the Yaksha to reboot, and in that time, you've pulled your hand away from him. Maybe you should avoid touching him so casually if it makes him this uncomfortable. You should have known from the way he's avoided it for this long.

"It—" Xiao's voice is mildly horsed, but he clears his throat before continuing. "All of Morax's adepti share this element." He finally manages.

"Wow. I had no idea. I thought you put makeup on every day." You mused.

"What a frivolous practice. I've no time for it." Xiao scoffs, earning a chuckle from you. "Can we do this again?"

"Is that your question?" You ask, smiling as the Yaksha turns away from you.

"Are you passing?" He mutters, just loud enough for you to hear.

"No, I wouldn't pass this up for the world." You muse. "We can do this every day if you'll have me."

Xiao turns his attention back towards you, eyes wide as if he expected you to turn his request down. You nearly laugh at the expression, but he looks far too fragile for that right now. You must have shocked him silly, because he just stares at you for a long while.

"So…" You muse, watching as the Yaksha comes back to himself. "Tomorrow night. What do you say to me meeting you on your balcony with a fresh batch of almond tofu?" You ask, smile in place.

Xiao seems to ponder this decision for a short while, ears darkening somewhat before he manages as question of his own.

"Will you bring some chocolate as well?" He asks, eyes directed anywhere but your own face.

It's entirely endearing and if you didn't think you might have him implode at the consequence of doing so, you'd smother him in a hug.

"I'll see what I can do." You reply happily.

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Chapter 18

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"I have never craved something more in my entire life!" You practically whine as you walk beside the blonde.

"I can't help you if it doesn't exist." Aether sighed, as if his irritation could even surmount to half of yours right about now.

"I promised Xiao I would bring him some chocolate…" You state, chewing your bottom lip. "And I've really sucked as of late, so I need a win." You added, wringing your fingers together.

"Well… You also promised Xiao some almond tofu. Take the wins where you can get them." The blonde offered with a shrug.

"You're no help." You grumble while Aether sighs in defeat.

In the next second, you feel a gentle weight on your shoulder. Out in the streets of Liyue, you would expect a few people to be the cause of said weight. What you did not, however, expect, was Melody landing on your shoulder, tiny feet pattering as he hopped about.

"Good morning Melody." You reached out, gently petting the bird's head with your pointer finger. "Maybe you can be more helpful than Aether. Where can I find some chocolate?" You asked, smirking when the blonde next to you sighed.

"Since when have you been the bird whisperer?" Aether asked.

"I donno. This little guy came and joined me one night on Xiao's balcony and has come to visit me ever since." You shrugged as Melody chirped as if to attest to that statement.

"That's different." The blonde offered before reaching out and gently petting Melody as you had.

"Ok. But for real. I need chocolate. This is really important." You groaned, rubbing at your temples.

"I can't give you something that doesn't exist in this world." The blonde lamented.

"You're useless." You sighed dramatically, watching as Aether huffed.

"I have commissions to take care of. See you later?" He asked.

"I have a date. Tomorrow?" You asked, watching as Aether's eyes widened.

"You asked Xiao on a date?!" The look on his face was priceless.

Oh boy, time to really blow his mind.

"Actually, he asked me." You shrugged.

Aether was caught with his mouth agape and eyes wide, feet stopping. You paused alongside him, amusement in your eyes evident as he recollected himself. Ok, so maybe Xiao hadn't really asked you, but Aether didn't need to know the fine details.

"Xiao asked you on a date?" The blonde repeated, as if the words tasted sour on his lips.

You breathed out laughter, enjoying the way you made Aether crash like a 90s Windows computer.

"No way." He finally surmised.

"Well," you mused. "He asked if we could meet again tonight." You explained.

"Again? What?" Excitement was evident in the blonde's eyes as he asked his questions, smile breaking through his confusion.

"But you're right. In adeptus, that probably doesn't mean what I wish it did." You added with a smile.

"Did… you just give Xiao a language for being socially inept?" Aether chewed his bottom lip to keep from laughing.

"It's progress though!" You ignored his question, clenching your fingers in front of your chest.

"Ya." Aether reached up and ruffled at your hair with a gentle smile. "Congrats."

For all it's worth, you totally didn't want to cry. It just sort of happened. And the small presence on your shoulder that had eluded you for your last conversation pressed gently against your cheek as if to consul you. Nonetheless, these were happy tears, no need for panic.

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Chocolate eluded you from within Liyue… and you really couldn't afford the time it would take you to leave and check either Mondstadt or Inazuma. Melody had left your shoulder some time ago, as if he too was irritated with your lacking ability to find the one thing the adeptus had asked of you. Pushing your fingers to your temples to quell a headache that had birthed itself from your irritation, you made your way towards your room at the Wangshuu Inn. Shoulders heavy, you nearly missed Verr's greeting as you passed her in the halls.

Opening the door to your room, you made to face plant onto your bed when you found a sealed letter with your name written on it. Your name in your mother tongue from back home. Underneath it sat a sack of something.

Again?

That was the prevalent thought that monopolized your brain as you flipped the envelope over and tore it open. There was a simple note on the inside.

'To my champion,

Though I don't understand your attempts at finding a delicacy from your world in another, I offer you this aid but once. For your continued perseverance, I smile upon you with this gift.'

Cocking your head somewhat you reached towards the bag on your bed. Though not excessively, it held a weight to it. Pulling against the tightened draw strings, your mouth began to water at the smell that wafted from the bag.

"Oh my god." You practically moaned as you popped a piece into your mouth.

Chocolate was something you'd been denied a lot in the hospital due to your health. Sara used to sneak it in like the absolute ninja she was. Mary had caught you a few times, but it had never stopped, no matter how badly you two were scolded.

Looking down at the note on your pillow, you let out a heavy sigh.

"I'm gonna have to talk to somebody about this…" You grumbled, flopping backwards.

This was starting to become a reoccurring thing. To leave you letters was one thing, but it was another entirely to find them in your own tongue. What did it mean? Who was communicating with you this way? Someone from your own world? And what did they mean by calling you their champion?

This was a lot to process without Aether to bounce your ideas off of. Would he even have the answers you were looking for? Was it even fair to dump this all on Aether? It seemed as though he already had his plate full what with all the side jobs he took on from people in Teyvat. If Genshin had taught you anything, it's that Aether had far too much on his plate for you to be dumping this on top of that. It would cause more harm than good… Ya, maybe you could… bounce ideas off of Xiao.

So, after gathering the ingredients and making his favorite dessert, you made your way up the stairs towards one of your favorite spots in Liyue. You walked out onto the balcony to find Xiao with his palm pushed against his forehead and his eyes screwed shut. He looked like he was in pain. Setting his dessert on the railing, you made your way towards him, raising your hands before… just letting them drop. Xiao wasn't comfortable with touch, that much was clear from last night.

"How can I help?" You asked instead, lips pressed together in a frown.

"You can't. It'll pass." The Yaksha breathed out, hand dropping.

Even with his eyes now opened, you could see the strain in them, let alone how tense the adeptus' muscles were.

"How about this?" You asked, smiling as you handed him his favorite dessert.

Xiao reached for the plate, trying to cover up a wince. You could surmise from some of his set lines in Genshin just what was bothering him. Was it possible for Xiao to look pale? Tired, for sure. He'd looked tired for a long time now.

"Wanna tell me about it?" You asked gently, propping yourself up on the banister.

"About what?" The Yaksha asked before he took a bite of his almost tofu.

He'd been eyeing the beg you set down beside you on the banister like it would grow legs and attack him.

"Karmic debt. In general." You said, certain that he wouldn't be ready, if ever, to tell you about his own.

Xiao's gaze snapped back to you, and from the way the spoon stayed by his lips far longer than necessary, this was another topic that the Yaksha struggled with.

"Only if you want to." You encouraged with a gentle smile.

"Karmic debt stems from your actions in life." The yaksha started off attentively. "It is not necessarily a negative thing. Though… more times than not, you will hear people speak of it in a negative light."

"Is it tangible?" You asked, curiosity peaking.

"Somedays." Xiao murmured, his expression showing him to be wary.

"Like today?" You pressed.

"Will I be able to ask questions of my own today as well?" Xiao asked, causing your lips to tug up.

"A promise is a promise." You reply easily.

"Does that bag have chocolate in it?"

You smile at the Yaksha's gentle curiosity before handing him the small bag of chocolate you had been gifted. You didn't know where it had come from, nor who would be calling you their champion… but you'd be damned if you wasted a perfectly good bag of chocolate after being so long without. Xiao pulled a piece out of the bag and was scrutinizing it with narrowed eyes.

"Where did you get these?" He asked, dropping his hand to focus on you instead.

"Wow, that's a loaded question." You breathed out, nervous laughter mixed in.

Now the adeptus' eyes narrowed on you, chocolate forgotten.

"Uh, where to start?..." You hum more to yourself than anything else.

Xiao looks impatient, but doesn't voice his annoyance. He leans on the banister, as if to show you he doesn't plan on leaving any time soon. You're still trying to wrack your brain for a feasible way to bring this topic up.

"How about you start from the beginning?" Xiao offers, giving you his undivided attention.

It causes your heart to do a full acrobatic routine within your chest. Taking a deep breath, you stele yourself for the conversation ahead. How to explain to the yaksha that an outside force had to be watching over you… or maybe someone was just pranking you? But then… how did you get the chocolate? It just didn't make any damn sense. And these letters to boot. What champion were they talking about? You weren't a champion in any way, shape or form. You were just some girl that had found herself awake in the world of Teyvat. You had spent over a year honing your skills with a polearm at the hands of a very moody Yaksha (yet an amazing teacher). And now someone was dropping a sword in your lap. Too conveniently, you found Kazuha disembarking a ship onto the docs of Liyue Harbor just in time for when you needed a sword instructor… And you had been able to perform well with the blade too… it wasn't unheard of for someone to learn another weapon… but to feel proficient with it? To be able to resonate with your vision with it? Wasn't that just strange? You had only heard of one person within the game who had resonated with two elements at the same time, and one of them was a delusion. Well, it wasn't like you were using two different visions… or a delusion for that matter. The questions at hand all funneled towards one larger question. Why? And more pointedly, who? You might even ask what? Maybe you had far more questions than just one…

"Outlander."

You came back down to Teyvat with a sheepish smile as you realized that you kind lost yourself in your thoughts again.

"It all started when I woke up to this blade being on my dresser." You start, summoning your sword to your side. "Wrapped in the prettiest of silks." You then added as an afterthought.

Xiao blinks at you, as if waiting for you to continue. Right. The full story. With a heavy sigh, you resigned yourself to the fact that tonight would be spent worrying about this outside force, and not the quaint night you'd spent together less than twenty-four hours ago. You're almost regretful that you brought the chocolate now. Almost.

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Chapter 19

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lol if there are mistakes I'm proof reading this while I have a fever.
It's not covid, just a regular ol' "Fuck you"

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Xiao looks… worried. Which is kinda scary when you're used to him taking everything in stride or not at all (depending on his mood). Now, he's scrutinizing the small cards you've laid on the ground. The two of you are sitting on the balcony, sun setting and perhaps aiding in the darkening mood. If it's any conciliation, Xiao's sitting directly across from you and not a billion feet away, so… small victories.

"I can't read these." Xiao states, shame evident in his tone.

"Is— was that what you were worried about?" You ask, leaning back.

He looks at you with pressed lips, as if he's not sure whether to be ashamed or annoyed. It's kinda adorable, but you'll keep those thoughts to yourself.

"I can read them." You state instead.

The way Xiao stiffens is telling of his discomfort.

"It's from your world?" He asks, eyes falling back towards the foreign language.

"It's my mother tongue." You respond easily.

"So then… you're getting letters from your homeland?" Xiao asks.

"Not sure. I think they would have told me who they were. They've started to refer to me as their champion. At home I was only a champion of dying. Nothing spectacular." You shrug as the adeptus brings one of the cards to his face. "There is no signature at the bottom of any of these cards. No design either to at least try and decipher where it could be coming from…"

You're trying to help by listing the things that you've already thought of, but Xiao is shutting his eyes. You watch as he takes a deep breath. He lets the breath out slowly, the card falling from where he'd held it close to his nose. A sharp, yellow gaze falls on you again before that pinch between his brows becomes prominent.

"This smells… familiar." He states, though the confusion is very evident in both his posture and expression.

"You sniffed the card?" You asked incredulously.

"There was a scent that was bothering me." The adeptus divulges. "I wanted to see if it was coming from your notes."

"Familiar how?" You press, the idea of having a lead pushing you to ask.

Xiao looks away, as if to contemplate his answer. You know it before he even voices it, the deflation of your shoulders speaking waves for disappointment.

"I wish I could tell you. It sparks… a feeling of nostalgia but I cannot tell you why."

You're chewing your bottom lip. Some part of you was really hoping that someone with as much history as Xiao could at least try and point you in… any direction? You had nothing right now. The only clue was that it was familiar to Xiao. And if it was familiar to him, then it wasn't… it couldn't be from home, could it?

"What are you thinking?" the adeptus cuts into your thoughts.

"If it smells familiar to you, then it must be of Teyvat… and not from home."

You didn't realize how disappointed you would be to come to that conclusion. What had you been hoping for? That the letters were from someone you knew? Your parents? Sara? Why would any of them have a sword laying around? One that was a prominent five star weapon in Genshin… How would they even have access to that?...

"This begets more questions than it answers." Xiao states with a heavy sigh, as if you haven't been stressing about the very same thing. "Have you spoken to the traveler about this?"

"I kinda did? I mean, he was there when I got the sword." You grumbled, pushing your fingers into your temples as your head throbbed.

"What did he surmise?"

"Nothing. We didn't really think it was a big deal back then… I mean… I can't even remember what Aether said, much less Paimon." You grumbled.

"The traveler thought that this was… normal?" Xiao's eyes widen a fraction, causing you to hum a bit.

"No… I remember him being a little put off, but then we were rushing out to meet Kazuha. It all kinda gets jumbled after that."

"Kazuha?" The yaksha asks. "That's not a Liyuen name from what I can remember."

"He's from Inazuma." You offer with a shrug.

"What could you possibly need from someone from Inazuma?" Xiao asked with a raised brow.

"Jealous?" You muse, watching as the yaksha crosses his arms.

"Hardly." He huffs. "Curiosity killed the cat." He grumbles.

"but satisfaction brought it back." You say with a grin. "He taught me how to wield a sword. Wanna see?" You muse.

"You wish to fight me with a sword?" The Yaksha asks, shock seeping into his tone.

"Scared?" You ask with a grin.

He merely stares you down as a means of answer. A year ago, that would have been enough to unnerve you, now, it feeds a fire from within. Pushing yourself up, you dust off your clothing with nimble, tape wrapped fingers.

"Why not have the traveler teach you?" Xiao asks as you check to make sure your glider is in top form.

"Aether's got a billion things to do. Plus, Kazuha was a skillful and gentle teacher." You explained before taking a running start and leaping from the balcony.

Xiao is right behind you, his own glider flapping out as the two of you freefall. You love the feeling of wind in your hair. You would hate to ever lose the ability to feel this.

"He wasn't here for long." The Yaksha stated as you two landed and continue towards your sparing grounds.

The areas where the two of you could spar were out of town. Liyue had many open spaces where you could test your abilities without involving its citizens. You had no need put anyone in danger to better yourself. Nor did you feel the need to incur either the Guardian Yaksha or Morax's wrath for endangering his people.

"A week or so." You agreed, summoning your sword as you walked.

"You trained with a polearm for well over a year. You think a week to be sufficient to wield a sword against me?" The look on Xiao's face wasn't cockiness, though some might assume it to be.

"We'll definitely find out." You shrugged your arms as the yaksha stopped.

You walked a couple more paces, stretching your arms out for the coming battle. You were never privy to stretching before actual battles, but hey, you would attempt to take care of yourself where the celestials were merciful enough to let you have it.

"Ready?" He asks, summoning his jade spear in his left hand.

"Waiting on you." You reply cheekily.

In a blink, he's no longer standing in front of you. The hairs on the back of your neck stand on edge. You have less than a fifth of a second to understand where he's coming from. Conveniently, you've sparred with Xiao for over a year now, and the plunging attack from above is rehearsed more than it's a surprise. You roll out of his range as his spear collides with the earth. You feel his power more than see it as it rumbles against the ground. You turn, catching his spear with your blade. Was it you, or did the blade in your hands shimmer with your own battle excitement?

"You're getting predictable, Xiao."

Someone shoves you from behind, landing you face first in the dirt.

"Clearly." He mocks, standing above you.

You sweep your leg out, catching wind as he uses his weapon to push himself above your kick and aim for yet another plunging attack. The force is liable to snap your blade, and you know better than to stake your blade on a battle of strengths against the guardian yaksha himself.

"Wish I was as strong as you are quick." You grumbled more to yourself than anything else.

"Strength is not all it's chalked up to be. Speed is often an ability that is underestimated in the face of a strong opponent." The yaksha lectured as he pushed you back with his spear again.

"How is it even fair that you have both?" You huff as you block the onslaught of sharp thrusts in your direction.

"Do you intent to complain yourself to a victory?" Xiao mused, his spear clashing with your sword yet again.

"Would it work?" You call as you sweep your arm in a harsh slice of the air.

The Yaksha has put some distance between you. He hardly looks like you've been sparing. Your chest heaves with your clear exertion. What a pain in the ass to have the stamina of a human. How dare he look so calm in the face of your exhaustion?

He's moving once again, though this time you can feel him bending the wind around him to his will. Fine, two can play at that game. Your steps are light as you meet him strike for strike. You side step a swipe meant for your ribs, turning gracefully and coming face to face with an incoming spear. You don't have time to blink, your shield activates more on instinct than actual thought of using the ability. The yaksha's blade hits the force with an angry vibration before he is flung back a few steps. You can see where he tried to dig his feet into the earth. He's dragged it backwards into a mound behind each foot. It's oddly satisfying, even with the notion that he's won this sparring battle.

"Your vision saved your life." He states before his spear disappears.

"You were trying to kill me?" You raise a brow. "Nothing says friends like mutual murder." You add with an eye roll.

"It's strange." The Yaksha murmurs, not looking at you, but rather, the force field shimmering around your body. "I have never met anyone who could use multiple abilities with their vision. Besides tapping into the rather advanced fighting mechanisms that a vision can enhance… there should only be two types of elemental attacks a vision holder can tap into. Yet… here you stand wielding a different blade and different elemental gift from your vision." The Yaksha looks lost in thought more than he is present.

"It's probably linked to the fact that I'm not from Teyvat…" You mumbled.

"Even then… The traveler has access to other elements. And has no vision." Xiao states as you collapse onto the dirt to catch your breath.

"Maybe this whole champion thing is the reason." You state, eyes trailed up on the moon. "I have no idea what's going on… I'm just here for the ride."

"You don't seem to be worried about it." The Yaksha says after a long moment of silence.

"Should I focus all my energy on being worried? Should I be so petrified by the unknown that I ignore the blessings in front of me? The tools that have been laid out for me to succeed?" You ask, raising a brow in the Yaksha's direction.

"Succeed in what?" Xiao demands, setting a blanket of unease atop you.

"I… Don't know." You admit. "It's just… Someone is setting me up for something. Someone is trying to prepare me for something… and I have to think that it's deadly if they are putting this much attention into it. I also have to think that they care for me… at least somewhat… if the chocolate is anything to go by… Your world doesn't have my favorite food, and yet, a sack of it sat in my room, waiting to be devoured. I'm not just some… random person it would seem. I actually… might have a purpose for coming to Teyvat." You surmise, sitting up.

"What does that mean?" The Yaksha has his arms crossed, creating a barrier between you and him.

"I'm not really sure Xiao, but I do know one thing. I would really like to have you… fighting by my side."

The Yaksha lets out a sigh, letting your words sink in. He paces over to you and sits next to you in the dirt.

"What's next?"

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Chapter 20

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Long after you had laid your head down on your pillow and her breathing had evened out, an entity sits on the ledge of the window. The breeze blows gentle, though it is hair doesn't sway. It watches as she rests, stress lines evident in its forehead were anyone vigilant enough to see him. Even the Yaksha sat atop the building was none the wiser of his presence. He had to wonder just why she bothered with the Yaksha, but it wasn't up to him to decipher the relations between humans and… past humans. Strange indeed. Pushing himself from his perch, the entity made his way towards the dresser in her room, passing his hand over the top. As his hand passed, a silk, much like the last, appeared. When he was done, he reached into his garbs before his hand reemerged with a card quite similar to the rest. As he set the card down, someone landed on the windowsill he'd been occupying mere seconds before. The card left atop his gift, he glanced over his shoulder to see the Yaksha in question straightening up from his landing. Before the young adeptus could get a good look, the room was void of the entity before him.

It was the sun that woke you up that morning. You rolled over to keep the rays from falling right into your eyes. After turning over a few more times, you sat up with a groan. When you opened your eyes, your heart nearly jumped into your throat. On your windowsill, like it was normal, sat the guardian Yaksha, his eyes closed and his arms crossed over his chest. He was leaning into the wall. If you didn't know any better, you would think he was sleeping. Pushing your blankets to the side, you stepped out of bed, your nightgown falling to your knees as your bare feet padded towards the window. He opened his eyes before you reached him.

"You're awake." He stated, his voice gravely from disuse.

A thousand questions ran through your mind. Most of them centered on what Xiao was doing in your room and why. Your sleep-addled brain didn't help you formulate any of those questions in a way that didn't seem rude so you settled on something else.

"Are you ok?"

The adeptus regarded you with a raised brow, as if your question was outlandish. How could he think so after he'd spent however long just… did he watch you sleep all night long?! That was ridiculous! That—was insane! Right?!

"Why is your face so red? Are you catching a fever?"

Xiao asked his arms falling to the side. He'd pulled away from the wall, looking far more rigid than he had mere moments prior. You pushed your face into your hands, groaning obnoxiously before turning away from Xiao. You stomped over towards your dresser, stuttering in your steps slightly at the silk wrapped gift waiting for you.

"Someone was here last night."

Xiao voiced your thoughts, but it sounded like there was water rushing between you and him.

"I felt a presence for a split second, but by the time I had arrived, there was no one to be seen."

You turned away from the dresser, looking back to the Yaksha. He actually looked upset, with you or himself, you couldn't tell. He'd stayed the night because he was worried? That definitely changed the playing field… Then again, someone was able to avoid Xiao? Quick on his feet and nimble Xiao? Guardian Yaksha of Liyue? The notion had dread pooling in the pit of your stomach.

"What was left for you?"

The adeptus' words snapped you out of your reverie. Reaching slightly shaky fingers towards the white card with your name printed cleanly on top of it, you flipped it open to read the perfectly scrawled letters.

'To my champion,

Though I know you must be curious, I bid you not worry about my origins. Know that I am an ally. Know that I watch with your best interests in mind. Though I don't understand it myself, it is clear that companionship is something you value quite dearly. Your companion, though still a fledgling, has been met with many cruel fates. As he stands, he suffers. As he breathes, his body deteriorates from within. I bequeath you something to help numb the pain. Though you must always remember, nothing comes without its price. Use it sparingly, or you may find yourself in a worse state than he.'

Blinking a couple times did not change the words in the letter left atop such fine silk. It did not make the gift disappear or anything make more sense. Just what did this being want from you? What did they mean to achieve by leaving you gifts upon gifts? Why shower you in gifts to begin with? Why couldn't you question where they came from? Their purpose? Who was this person to be calling Xiao and fledgling?!

"You look distraught? What did it say?"

You jumped, the card slipping from your fingers and drifting towards the wooden floor you stood upon. The Yaksha gave you a weird look before bending down to retrieve the card. He flipped it open, clicking his tongue at the foreign language inside.

"Does it speak to you in code to keep prying eyes away? As if you couldn't merely share the thoughts imprinted on this card. How foolish." He grumbled before setting the card beside the silk wrapped enigma.

"Will you open it?" He asked.

"The letter… Said that whoever… this is, comes to me as an ally. That he has my best interests in mind." You murmur.

Your head was spinning. There was far too much going on right now. You had received another anonymous gift. From an entity that promised to be helping you. Helping you with what? Why were they adamant on keeping you from finding them? Why be a secret if they were an ally? What was the meaning of calling you their champion? And that line…. 'I bequeath you something to numb the pain'. Numb the pain how? Numbing it didn't mean to heal it. It meant a solution for the short term and not the long term. 'as he breathes, his body deteriorates from within'. You were gonna be sick. Your stomach rages storms from within, your vision hazing with black spots crowding the edges. You couldn't breathe. It hurt to try. Something was digging into your forearms. Someone was shouting. Why was there shouting? If this person was going to give you something to help Xiao, than could they not have given you something that would do more than numb the pain? Could it have not been something actually useful?!

"…lander!"

Why just something to numb the pain? If every time he breathes, pain sinks its claws into his chest a little more, than why?! If it understood how important Xiao was to you, why did it not seek to help you more?! If they were an ally, then why?!

"Outlander! Breathe!"

You gasped, those words having cut straight into your strain of thought. You came crashing down into reality, hard. Those things digging into your arms? They were Xiao's fingers. The Yaksha was holding you up, the only thing keep you from sinking to your knees. It hurt, but you couldn't voice your objection. Your cheeks were wet, but you couldn't wipe the tears. How could you help him? What did he mean when he told you that the pain would pass? Was he always in pain? Would there ever be reprieve for him?

You were slowly lowered to your knees. Slowly set on the floor where you were only held up by the grace of the adeptus' hands still gripped on your arms. Everything hurt. Breathing, though tough, was easier than it was a mere second ago. The questions from before still floated in your mind, bouncing angrily off of each other like Beyblades vying for your attention.

"I… I'm not sure what to do. You need to instruct me on how to help you…"

Xiao's words were gentle, the opposite of his grip. Even though his fingers held you in a vice grip, you were thankful for the grounding pain. It brought you back down to Teyvat. The black spots had faded, though in their wake, a wet blurriness took over. Were you crying because you had momentarily forgotten what breathing was, or because you felt so useless in the face of such a devastating letter?

"Talk to me… please?"

Such… meek words were so strange coming from Xiao's lips. How were you supposed to explain to him that he was dying from the inside? Did he already know? Had he accepted that fate long ago? How long has he been suffering alone? How long has he been slowly falling apart without any release… any time to…

"What is going on?!"

You glanced up in shock to see Paimon and Aether standing at your door. The latter had his sword held and looked pretty disheveled, like he'd just fallen out of bed. Paimon looked quite the same as she floated over towards you.

"You guys have the entirety of the Wangshuu Inn up wondering what all the screaming is?! Paimon was sleeping! Have some respect!" The pixie stomped her feet in the air.

If you had any strength in your legs, you'd get up and smack her out of the air. Aether is at your side immediately, tilting your head upwards before his eyes travel towards your arms.

"Xiao, you're hurting her." He murmurs.

The Yaksha pulls away immediately. You shrink away from the eyes that are taking in the slowly purpling finger shaped bruises on your arms. Aether helps you to your feet, eyes taking in the room before landing on the dresser. Paimon still looks upset, but has the decency to look mildly sheepish as she takes in the situation.

"Was it that bad?" Aether asks as his golden gaze lands on the card sitting beside the silk.

It's a watery laugh that breaks free from your throat. You must be going insane because more of them are soon to follow until tears of fake mirth leave your eyes, Everyone looks extremely put off by your laughter.

"What—" Paimon starts.

"I don't know what the hell is going on!" You finally snap. "Ally? What does that even mean?! If you're a bloody ally, then give me the ability to keep the people I love alive!"

It's anger that courses through your veins as you storm towards the window and grip the ledge hard. It's vehement fear and longing that tugs angrily at your heart as you take a deep breath.

"If you take him from me, I won't be your champion! Do you understand me?! I won't do it!" You yell.

You hear voices behind you. If you paid them any mind, you would know that Paimon is trying to calm the flustered people outside your door. Both Aether and Xiao are shocked into a paralyzed state. Both of them have no clue what the hell is happening, and as it would stand, neither do you. If this stupid entity wanted to stay a secret, than so be it. If they wanted a champion, then you had some bloody demands! Far be it for them to tell you that you couldn't keep the people most important to you from perishing. What the hell point would there be to you being a champion if the people most important to you weren't even there to see it? To reap in the rewards of it? If you being a champion mean that you needed to let the people you love die for the cause, you would watch the world burn. There was no force on this plane that would have you sacrificing Aether or Xiao to see a better world. There was no exchange equivalent to the traveler and Yaksha. Teyvat would fall far before they would.

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Chapter 21

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Aether was pacing in front if you. After your colossal meltdown this morning, you really didn't blame him. Paimon had flown off somewhere else, though to where wasn't really at the top of your priorities' list at the moment. The blonde stopped to look at you, opening his mouth before gaping and turning away again. He's done it a few times now, so it's not really shocking, but it is grating your nerves.

"Just spit it out. You're driving me nuts." You huff out, rubbing at your temples.

"What… what did the card say?"

The nausea roared to life from within. You had to shut your eyes to keep from being sick and worrying the blonde even more. It mustn't have had the desired effect because Aether had come into your space, pushing his wrist against your forehead.

"You look like you're gonna be sick." Aether sighed out.

"I feel it too." You grumble, letting your best friend fret at you.

"That bad?" He asks after a bout of silence.

"Well. It's not good." You brush your hands over your face, the reply getting muffled somewhat. "My secret admirer has always kept their notes very short and concise." You start, after taking a deep breath. "This time they talked about Xiao. Or specifically, about how much he is in pain and dying from the inside." You pull your hands into fists to try and hide the shaking.

"I don't mean to be a prick… but we're all dying from the inside." The blonde shrugged with a weak smile.

"The note literally said as he breathes he deteriorates from within." You state, your knuckles white with strain.

Aether winced, looking out of place as he searched for something that would console you. There were no words to console you.

"And, apparently, with their new gift, I can only numb the pain. I can't help him Aether! I can't take his pain away indefinitely and do you know how unfair that is? How long has he spent keeping Liyue safe? Alone and in pain? Suffering with no end? And for what? Just to die?"

You hadn't realized how worked up you were getting until you felt arms wrap around. A hand found perch in your hair and pulled you into a strong chest. Caged in as you were, you couldn't help but feel the dampness on your cheeks transferring to his shirt.

"He isn't alone." Aether murmured, fingers gentle as he ran them through your hair. "Hasn't been alone for well over a year now. You know that." He continued, voice gentle as he chastised you. "Don't belittle his sacrifice either. He works hard. Don't take that away from him."

"But why does he have to suffer?" You whined.

"I think that Xiao might actually be in a better place now than he's been in a long, long time." Aether replied.

You sniffled against his chest, fingers clenching his shirt and helping to ground you. After a couple moments of quiet, Aether broke the silence.

"Did you look at the gift you were given?" He asked.

"No. I left it in my room." You grumbled, pulling away and scrubbing at your face to rid your tears.

You were growing irritated with how much crying you've been doing. It seemed to be a pastime with how often you committed to the act. Aether let his arms fall away as you take a deep breath. You take another, tapping into the feeling of your chest filling and then letting that air out. You follow the blonde, even though you know he's leading you back towards the Wangshuu Inn. Even though you know that people will be gawking at you as you pass, just trying to get to your room. Even though you know that Xiao could be there and you haven't really spoken to him since your meltdown earlier this morning. How many hours had you sat in silence with Aether? Your fingers brush absent mindedly over the bruises on your arms, teeth digging into your bottom lip as they ache.

How badly had you freaked the adeptus out? Having a panic attack was one thing, but having it in front of Xiao was another… and… these bruises… how tightly must Xiao have been holding on to you… How many times had he called out to you… In your mind's eye, you can see the worry and slight fear that swam in that yellow gaze. He had been shocked at one point, but in all honestly, you couldn't remember much. And every time Xiao occupied you mind, so did the content of that fucking letter… That stupid little card…

Throwing your door open, you contemplate crashing into the bed before something on your dresser catches your eyes. Another white card, with your name written in beautiful cursive. The anger that replaces the blood in your veins has you snatching that card with enough force to crumple it. Flipping it over, your teeth clench at the words.

'To my champion,

I must apologize for the pain my last note brought you. I had no such intentions to cause you such turmoil. I was under the impression that you were very aware of the adeptus' condition. It is not my intention to deprive you of his presence, should he choose to dawn it upon you. It was never my intention to see you suffer. The gift I leave with you today is meant to aid you in your journey. One that comes close with each day you spend in Teyvat… and perhaps with each day you spend in his presence. It does not escape me, the irony that comes tacked on with his presence and the mission I brought you here for. In due time you will understand… In the mean time, I wish for you to continue to amass your prowess with the gifts I leave you. It is my hope that you will be able to vanquish the growing problem set before us. Fret not over my last letter, I had only meant for you to heed my warning over handing you a double edged sword… take care, my champion… I am indebted to you for as long as these weapons continue to keep my blight at bay.'

You want to scream. You want to set the note and every other note you have received from this so called Ally on fire! To watch it burn, and as the wind took it away, for it to take your stress and ill will with it.

"What does it say?"

You jump, momentarily having forgotten that the blonde had been with you. His hand comes down on your shoulder in a silent apology as you let out a breath.

"It's an apology." You grumble, chucking the card on your dresser.

You pull the expensive looking silks aside, trying to unmask the gift from within. Just what type of double edged sword could have been handed to you. As you finally managed to unwrap the gift from within, you rose a brow. Aether was leaning over your shoulder, eyes widening somewhat.

"A… catalyst?" he murmurs, his shock evident from beside you.

"It can help numb the pain…" You murmur to yourself, earning the gaze of the blonde from beside you.

He stares at you as you stare at the weapon before you. Picking it up, you pull your hands away as your vision hums to life, breathing its energy into the new weapon before you. The purple glow causing you to cock your head somewhat. Aether reaches towards the catalyst, turning it slightly before raising a brow.

"An Inazuman weapon?..." He continues to scrutinize it before his hands drop. "The Everlasting Moonglow… How strange that an Inazuman weapon has come to be in your possession."

"No stranger than the Monstadt blade that I received several weeks ago…"

"This is something that Kokomi has spoken to me about. When things were still rocky with the Raiden, this weapon kept many of her soldiers out of hot water…" Aether explains, studying the weapon.

"For healers than?" You ask, scrutinizing the catalyst as it bobbed in the air before you. "Makes sense… It's a gift meant to help Xiao."

Aether turns to you, raising a brow.

"How do you use the power of anemo to heal? I don't think I've seen that before."

"Both Sayu and Jean have healing abilities." You raise a brow at the blonde, watching as he cocks his head at you.

"I… It's true. But Jean's is a field esked healing spell… and Sayu… I've yet to spend enough time with her to see her use a spell, much less a healing one…"

"Either way, knowing they have them and being able to use them are two very different things…" You grumble to yourself. "If this new ally was going to send me weapons, the least they could do is send an instruction manual along with them." You roll your eyes angrily.

"Are you going to be ok?"

The words are meek and have you raising a brow as you turn towards your best friend. Towards one of the only people in Teyvat that knew everything there was to know since you had fallen into this new world. The man that had helped you retain your sanity until today. It was a pretty good record considering… everything. Him and Xiao deserved ample gratitude.

"I'll manage… Have been since the beginning." You offer a small, forced smile.

Aether reciprocates your efforts, sitting on your mattress. Soon, you join him, giving him your attention.

"I need to leave again." He starts with a sigh. "Things in Sumeru seem a little shifty. I've met a man who… fights angry forests to keep his people safe." Aether admits, earning an amused look from you.

"Angry forests eh? Sounds scary." You knock shoulders with him.

"The withering can be intense." The blonde muses. "And the creatures that come from them are also intense… but no… that is not what beckons me to Sumeru." He sighs heavily.

"Then you gotta go. Nothing much to say but that." You shrug, leaning your head on his shoulder. "No rest for the wicked, huh?" You muse.

"You should probably go find Xiao. He was really worked up. Almost as much as you were. Don't think I've ever really seen him so frazzled." The blonde murmurs, pulling a heavy sigh from your lungs. "Ya. I know. But it's only fair." Aether ruffles gently at your hair. "You scared the shit out of him. You owe him at least a little bit of an explanation."

Your cheeks burn with mortification as Aether speaks. Of course, having a meltdown was never really in the books, one never plans to have an emotional break, but it had happened. It had happened in front of Xiao. Just when you guys were starting to really open up to each other! How could you go and have an emotional break in front of the Yaksha?! Were you absolutely insane?! He probably thought you were.

"Bring him some almond tofu. I hear he likes that bribe." The blonde winks at you as you worry at your lip.

After a long bout of silence, you feel more than hear the sigh that leaves Aether's lips. You know what he's thinking before he even has to say anything.

"What are you worrying about?" Aether asks gently, as if he's worried he'll scare you away. "Are you worried about preconceptions that Xiao won't have, let alone understand?" He adds with a knowing grin.

"I just freaked out in front of him. Lost my cool. Like that's super embarrassing. I don't wanna see him make like… a weird face.." you trail off awkwardly.

"You know what's really embarrassing? Avoiding your crush and making him feel like he's done something wrong." The blonde gives you a smug look as you groan.

"You're fighting dirty." You grumble.

"You bring it out in me. Now I gotta go find Paimon and leave for Sumeru. Please go talk to the cranky adeptus and let him know you're ok." Aether smiles as you rub at your temples.

"Fine." You breathe out, earning an affectionate side hug before the blonde is out the door.

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Chapter 22

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When you make your way towards Xiao's balcony, you can't help the anxiety that pools from within your stomach. You can't help the sweat that coats your palms as if trying to compete with Katsuki Bakugou. As if you ever could. However, a battle between him and Klee would be interesting. Nope. It was time to focus. You had to find Xiao and make sure he was ok after your meltdown. It wasn't like you did that very often… so he was probably still shaken up.

"Outlander."

You nearly shrieked, turning on your heals to find Xiao with his arms cross over his chest. He raises a brow at the way your shoulders had risen to your ears.

"X-Xiao. Hey!"

It feels forced and you both know it. There's a frown on the adeptus' lips, which means that you are not, in fact, bringing any light to the situation. This was hard.

"Are you doing better?" The words are foreign on the adeptus' lips.

You're pretty sure you see a gentle dusting of pink on his cheeks as he avoids your gaze somewhat. It really is… focus. You needed to focus.

"Ya. Aether sat with me for a while. I'm ok." You offer with a small smile.

"What…" Xiao clears his throat, focusing his gaze on you this time. "What did the note say?"

You knew that he would ask. How could he not? But you still haven't really decided how to answer. Should you answer the truth? What would Xiao think of your meltdown if you did? Would he think it troublesome? Would he tell you to mind your own business?

"You don't want to tell me?"

Those words earn your attention. The yaksha actually looks… upset? It has your heart clenching in your chest. It has your throat growing dry and your fingers clenching at your side. The response is practically ripped from you.

"The note said that you're dying."

Xiao blinks at you a couple of times before turning away.

"Everyone is dying. It's not something to be upset over." He mutters.

"No. This note stated, very frankly, that you are deteriorating from the inside. That the gift I was sent was to numb the pain." You state, feeling your emotions whirling from inside.

You're chewing your lips when you feel Xiao step into your bubble. He reaches towards you, brushing his finger below your lashes gently before holding it for you to see.

"Why do you cry for me?" He asks, his voice gentle.

"Because it's not fair." You rub harshly at your cheeks. "It's not fair that you spend so much time making sure that Liyue's safe and in return you suffer pain of such a large magnitude. And all I can do is numb it! I can't take it away." You're ugly crying but can't find it in yourself to stop. "It's not fair that you work so hard and that you get rewarded with such… eternal pain."

"It's a karmic debt from long before Liyue." Xiao murmurs, his fingers uncharacteristically gentle as he wipes away more tears. "There is nothing that you can do to erase the happenings from the past. Why shed tears for something you can never hope to control?"

"Because! It's sad. You deserve so much better! You deserve to be happy. And without pain."

"Who says I'm not happy?" The adeptus asks.

When you peer up at him, you see the gentlest look you've ever seen on his face. He's shown you curiosity, confusion, irritation, and bashfulness. He's shown you many different emotions of the last two-ish years that you spent in Teyvat… but this one? This one has got to be the most captivating emotion you have ever seen on the adeptus' face.

"What do you mean by that?" You practically whisper, afraid you'll ruin the moment if you raise your voice.

"It's been quite some time… since someone expressed such emotion regarding my state of being."

Was that a smile?! The corners of Xiao's lips were definitely turned upwards. Your heart was doing things. Things without your consent. Acrobatic things that were certain to have you out of commission sooner rather than later.

"You're gorgeous…"

The words are out of your mouth faster than your filter can register them. The second they sink in you just about combust as the adeptus' eyes widen a fraction. It's a million degrees in the room and your proximity is starting to feel like a little too much…

Xiao breaks eye contact first, turning away with a tinge of pink in his cheeks. You would enjoy it more if you weren't waging inner war with yourself for what you'd said. Were you absolutely insane?! The adeptus coughs to try and clear his throat, drawing your attention. It's when you realize that Xiao looks prettiest with red tinged cheeks.

"Uh…"

You must have been staring for far too long because the adeptus actually spoke up before you. Which was kinda freaky.

"D-did you figure out what the gift was?"

Did Xiao just stumble over his words? Was that fucking adorable? God you were so in love with the yaksha before you. Don't say that out loud!

"Why are you getting redder?!" The Yaksha hisses, his own cheeks darkening.

"You are too!" You toss back, pressing the palms of your hands against your warmed cheeks.

Right, you needed to relax. Just breathe in. Xiao was taking a deep breath. Yea, you could do that. Breathing in, you feel your chest reach its limit before you let the breath out, feeling a little more grounded.

"A catalyst." You say after a short period of time.

"What?" The adetus sounds a little startled, the word sounding more ripped from his throat than anything else.

"The gift in the silk. It was a catalyst." You state, summoning the new weapon to your side.

Xiao blinks before turning his attention to the new weapon in your arsenal.

"I don't understand why you keep receiving new weapons. It's not uncommon to try new weapons until you find yourself accustom to one, but being proficient in all weapon types is unheard of. Even I prefer my polearm to other weapons." The yaksha says, reaching out a gloved hand to poke at the catalyst floating beside you.

"I don't get it either. Learning the polearm was hard work, but it's like, every subsequent weapon is easier to learn because of the training? Thanks I guess. Not that I had any idea I'd be able to use it like this." You shrug halfheartedly. "I'm more interested in knowing how my ally obtains all of these." You murmur, eyes narrowed towards your new weapon. "All of the weapons I've been provided so far are top class. Either very hard to come by, or I'd assume quite expensive to gather."

You startle when something swoops down to land on your shoulder. You turn your gaze towards the lively bird, surprised at its arrival. Melody seems unconcern with the way he had startled you. Instead, he makes himself comfortable on your shoulder, chirping as if to say hello.

"I've never known the fauna here to be so accepting of humans either." Xiao muses, as if reading your thoughts.

You hope, not for the first, or the last time, that it is not something he is actually proficient in.

"Melody's always been social. Though, even in my world the birds were never this friendly unless domesticated." You agree as you rub a finger against Melody's head affectionately.

"Do you know how to use it?" Xiao asked, nodding towards your catalyst.

Even without the confirmation, you knew what he was talking about. You let out a loud sigh, hand falling away from Melody.

"I was telling Aether earlier that I'd really like for this ally to start sending me manuals on how to use these goddamn weapons. This is Inazuman, but I'm not about to travel there to ask Kokomi to teach me how to use it. I don't know her and also that's like… really far away." You ruffle at your hair with irritation. "At least with the sword and the polearm I had a pretty good idea of how to use it and teachers to show me. I can't swing a catalyst and hope for the best." You breathe out.

"I'm hoping you're not just swinging the polearm and hoping for the best." The Yaksha sighed heavily, earning a snicker from you.

"Depends on the day." You muse as Xiao sends you an unamused look.

"I did not train you to work that way."

"Oh shit. Really?" You over-embellish, making your eyes wide.

Xiao does not look impressed. You can't hold the look for much longer and fall into a fit of laughter. You know better than anyone what the adeptus sought to teach with his Spartan training. He was still training you when he could, so you were only all too aware of the meanings behind his training.

"Do you enjoy ridiculing me?" Xiao asks, his arms crossed over his chest, irritation clear as day in his features.

"A little." You admit with an angelic smile. "Wanna help me figure out how to use this thing?" You ask, switching gears.

Melody chirps from your shoulder as if to show his excitement. Xiao looks quite put out but the sigh he lets out is showing that he's conceded to your whims.

"I'm not a catalyst user." He starts.

"Shit. Really?" You mock, earning a heated glare. "Kay. I'm done, for now." You chuckle at the Yaksha's expense. "This was meant to help you in some way. Aether said that Kokomi's troops used it to heal."

"Who?…"

You blinked at the Yaksha before face palming.

"Right. Why would you know anything about Inazuma? My bad." You mumbled. "Point being." You came back to life. "I can use this to take some of your pain away. Which, in hindsight, is not much, but something nonetheless." You shrug.

Xiao is staring at you like you've grown another head. You're pretty certain that you haven't, though you're a little nervous to check with the look that the Yaksha is giving you. It's a mix of a lot of emotions that you find running in his moon like hues.

"You fixate on the strangest of things… on things that many people would choose to ignore. I find it… perplexing." He admits after a short while, turning his gaze back towards the catalyst bobbing beside you.

"What do you mean?" You ask, raising a brow.

"My pain is a direct consequence of my karma. You don't need to heal me for something that is in consequence to actions I've committed. I'm not asking you to do that."

You let out a heavy sigh, the noise startling the adeptus somewhat.

"We've come full circle again. Xiao." You muse. "Stop making me repeat myself. You are important to me. How do I say this simple enough that you understand it?..." You ponder a few moments before you find the perfect words. "When you hurt, I hurt. I don't like hurting, so I don't want you to hurt. Understand?" You ask, smile in place.

You must have grown a third head because Xiao looks positively stumped at your resolve. It's strange, to see someone who's job it is to look after the safety of Liyue's habitants looking so perplexed at the idea of someone worrying about his own. As if his wellbeing is a tossup compared to everything else.

"It is my hope that one day, you value yourself as much as you value the contract that Zhongli gave you." You say, watching as the adeptus' eyes widen. "You're a citizen of Liyue yourself Xiao. If you don't start worrying about you, then your contract will have been for nothing."

The yaksha looks rather perplexed as those words leave your lips. He's got his arms over his chest again, a telltale sign that he's uncomfortable with the situation before him. You've heard a billion times that having your arms crossed like that is an attempt to build a wall between yourself and the problem… You're not really sure why Xiao struggles to see himself as part of the equation… but it isn't your place to answer that question. You're hoping that you speaking to him will eventually get him to understand and maybe eventually hold his own health in the same regard that he does those of the citizens of Liyue.

Notes:

Fluff, fluff, fluff.

Side bar, next week's update falls on Christmas Eve. Would you guys like a side chapter that would just be really fluffy Xmas chapter? Like a random filler chapter, or would you prefer the story to continue? Lemme know,

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Chapter 23

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Chapter 23:

"I've been staring at this thing for hours! At this point I'm contemplating launching it at something to see if it'll at least dent it."

Your irritation was beginning to get the better of you as you and Xiao tried to figure out how to tap into your catalyst. You had flung your arms this way and that. Tried yelling like any anime protagonist did to summon your power. You'd even tried pure force of will by glaring at it in silence but nothing worked. Melody had long since left your shoulder. You don't blame the little guy, you were verging on insanity yourself.

"I don't suggest that method." Xiao calmly voices.

"Well maybe you could suggest something that does work." You toss back.

The adeptus doesn't flinch at the glare that you send his way, though you didn't really expect him to. You let out a long sigh, trying to expel your irritation from within.

"Sorry. I'm frustrated." You breathe, pressing your fingers against your temples.

"Why don't we do a perimeter check?" The yaksha asks.

"Oh good. You want me to get absolutely destroyed cause I can't work my catalyst." You roll your eyes, throwing your arms up.

"No." Xiao states, his arms crossing over his chest. "I'm suggesting we go for a walk."

You blink a few times, the gentle breeze that always seems to be present in Liyue ruffling your locks gently. Right. Still not the Yaksha's fault that you couldn't tap into your new power. You needed to just breathe and stop being an asshole to the only person actually trying to help.

"Ya… ok. We could do that." You say, dispelling your catalyst so you didn't have to see it mocking you as it bobbed by your head.

You knew it was Xiao's duty as the guardian Yaksha to do the rounds on the outskirts of Liyue to make sure nothing was amiss. The two of you took care of some hillichurl camps and a few abyss mages. You hated those damn menaces, but you and Xiao managed to make relatively quick work of them with minimal scratches.

You didn't even realize it till you were standing there, but the Yaksha had lead you towards Mt Hulao. He summon his glider and jumped, making his way to the wind currents in between the pillars of rocks. With a smile on your face, you follow after him. Ya… he wasn't very good at words or emotions in general… but he was making a conscious effort to cheer you up right now and it was doing funky things to your heart.

"Wooooo!"

You closed your glider, feeling the wind rush around you as you plummeted. You let out boisterous laughter as your glider caught your weight and carried you back to the top. Xiao was sitting on the closest pillar, his eyes closed and head tilted back as if listening to the wind's song.

"You can continue." The Yaksha said as you landed beside him, shutting your glider before sitting next to him.

"I'm ok." You smiled before letting out a breath before sitting next to him.

You leaned back onto your arms, looking up at the sky. It was peaceful, sitting atop this large pillar with the adeptus at your side. Your catalyst appears beside you, listening to your beckoning. You reach towards the weapon, attempting to study it once again, yet, with a clearer mind than before.

"Will you…"

You turn your attention towards the yaksha. He was looking in the opposite direction, a gentle pink dusting his ears. You had never expected to associate pink to Yaksha and adore the color.

"Will you sing?"

You blinked a few times, your brain not processing the request as quickly as usual. You sat up, shock clear in your features.

"What?!" You demanded.

Xiao's attention switched towards you, his eyes widening before he physically flinched away from you. In his defense you were leaning in his space.

"Am I not allowed to ask that?" The adeptus asks. "I was unaware of such a custom… I apo-"

"No! That's not what I meant!" You practically yelled.

Xiao recoiled a little further from the yelling.

"I was— you want me to sing? To you?! I— my voice isn't that nice…"

"I enjoy your voice." Xiao states, sitting up properly as you leaned back out of his bubble. "Music has been a healing experience more than once for me. It's purifying. Listening to your voice has brought me peace more than once."

Now you were certain that your cheeks were on fire. Leave it to Xiao to speak so openly, no shame whatsoever. Forget rosy, you were surely firetruck red.

"W-what do you wanna hear?" You try to dispel the warmth in your cheeks as Xiao leans back.

"Something gentle." The adeptus says, tipping his head back once again, eyes closed.

You watched him get comfortable out of the corner of your eyes. Something within your chest grows as the adeptus relaxes. There is no clenched muscles as the breeze moves through his locks. There is no clenched jaw as he waits for you to sing for him. You've never had an audience before, and yet, singing for Xiao doesn't seem to be as scary as is was just a few moments earlier. You take a deep breath, shutting your own eyes.

"Legends never die."

You open your eyes as you start, your voice carrying on the wind. Xiao doesn't flinch as your voice breaches the wind's song. His serene look gives you the motivation to continue.

"When the world is calling you, can you hear them screaming out your name?" You take a breath, smile growing as you continue. "Legends never die, they become a part of you."

You startle as the ground around you begins to glow. The catalyst at your side bursts to life, a gentle green glowing from both it and a circle that creates itself around you. The adeptus around you begins to glow as well, drawing your attention.

"Every time you bleed for reaching greatness, Relentless you survive."

As the words leave your lips, you watch as the scratches on Xiao's arms seem to stitch themselves together. The adeptus' eyes have opened. He's no longer leaning back, but staring at his arms. You reach towards him, pulling one of his arms into your hands to take a closer look.

"They never lose hope when everything's cold, And the fighting's near. It's deep in their bones, they'll run into smoke when the fire is fierce… Oh, pick yourself up cause…"

Your eyes widen as you watch as though miniscule stitches made of… pure anemo energy seem to stitch together the small cuts on Xiao's arms. They don't fade into nothing, but they no longer boast such a deep red contrast to the pale color of the adeptus' skin.

"Legends never die…." You finish off, your voice fading gently, your fingers still keeping the yaksha in place.

"Holy shit." You breathe out, crossing your legs in front of you.

Slowly, Xiao stops glowing, and then the circle surrounding you begins to fade as well. You watch as the adeptus inspects his other arm as if to take in the weird magic trick you were just able to conduct.

"Did you ask me to sing cause you knew?" You question, letting go of his arm.

"I asked you to sing because I wanted to listen to your voice." The yaksha answered easily, inspecting the arm you had let go.

"I can heal!" You shook your arms in front of your chest excitedly. "I mean, it was kind funky right? Like tiny little stitches made out of wind? But how does that even work? And they're gone now? Wind isn't really tangible though… Doesn't really make sense now does it? How can wind put your skin back together? This is so flippin cool! Can I only heal small wounds? God forbid something fatal happens… can I heal those? Can it make your headaches easier?"

"You're starting one now…" The adeptus breathes out, looking mildly annoyed with you.

"Xiao!" You pin him down with your gaze. "This is kinda cool! C'mon, you gotta admit it!"

"It's definitely interesting… not a bad ability to have in our arsenal." He states after a few moments of silence.

"I wish I could show Aether…" You murmur, deflating somewhat.

"He hasn't gone forever. It's my understanding that he is visiting Sumeru once again?"

"Yea… something about the Dendro archon calling out to him." You sigh out, bringing in your legs.

"You are worried about him." The adeptus surmises.

"Hard not to be. In the stories I've… read, Aether has helped three archons so far. Venti, Zhongli and Ei." You list them off on your fingers. "And in every one of those stories, his life has been on the line. For Venti, he fought a literal dragon. Dvalin. Though, in the dragon's defense, he was blighted. For Zhongli, Aether kept a secret that put him at odds with the Milelith. That also put him face to face with a Fatui Harbinger." You add, raising a brow as Xiao turned his attention away from the stars and towards you. "In Inazuma… things got really crazy when he was made captain of Swordfish II, a military group meant to stand behind Kokimi in the fight against the Vision Decree."

"The Fatui Harbinger you speak of… I'm not too certain how to describe him… but he seems to have grown attached to Morax. I assumed he would disappear after getting his hands on the gnosis… but for some reason, he sticks around. I often hear stories from the geo archon of meaningless afternoons spent drinking tea in the harbinger's company." The yaksha shared.

"Aether actually enjoys Childe's company. Apparently he makes for an amazing sparring partner every now and then as well… I just worry that we've all just decided to ignore that he's a notorious criminal. The Fatui are dangerous…"

"In seeking out Morax so often, he is also constantly under observation. Though the gnosis is gone, he is still quite powerful. I think you need to put more of your trust into the geo archon's hands." Xiao offered.

"I didn't mean that Zhongli wasn't adequate… I just—I donno…" You tug at your sleeve somewhat. "Some of the things Aether has done… It's scary you know? And I'm not saying that he's not capable… but like, I don't… I can't lose him, y'know?" You explain with a small smile.

"You need to trust in the people around you. We are not delicate. And perhaps your stories embellished his heroism a tad. You mustn't worry for things that are not concrete. Instead, choose to believe in the traveler's abilities and he will flourish with those encouragements." The adeptus shared.

"I hope that he is safe." You breathe out. "I hope that Paimon, no matter how annoying, has his back."

"You could always join the traveler on his travels around Teyvat. He's trying to find his sister. And you would see more of the world. There is nothing that ties you to Liyue."

You pull your knees in, heart thundering in your chest as you listen to the Yaksha's words. You wonder if those words hurt him at all. If he would miss you if you were to leave… He says them with such ease… they settle in your stomach like dead weight.

"There is something…" You murmur, voice gentle as the Yaksha blinks at you. "Rather… there is someone."

The adeptus cocks his head at you, clearly waiting for you to continue. He must know the answer. After these two years, he must know just who it is that keeps you from leaving Liyue… That keeps you happy to stay, not that Liyue is a bad place. He must know… there is no way that he doesn't.

"It's yo—"

"That's a mistake."

The words are so chilling, you nearly check to see if you've magically been transported to Dragonspine. You blink at the Yaksha as he pushes himself to his feet.

"You mustn't let those foolish feelings keep you from finding your purpose. I'm a adeptus. Liyue's guardian Yaksha. Maybe… maybe I've been too complacent as of late… but I may have fed into your… misguided attentions."

Wait… what? Where the hell?... What the actual hell was Xiao saying to you right now?

"Misguided—I'm sorry but what the actual fuck is happening right now?" You ask, sitting up a little straighter.

It's easier to let your anger fester. The fastest way to dry the tears that threaten to fall.

"I should not be the reason that you refuse to see the world. It is clear that you care for Aether. Why would you not want to travel the world with him? I don't understand."

"Hey." You say, feeling that ice slowly seep into your veins.

"You must be mixing up this feeling of attachment. I'm not meant to achieve these sorts of emotions for humans."

"Hey…" You lead off, anger mixing in with that ice.

Your chest aches…

"It's a simple misunderstanding. I've read that some people misunderstand feelings within people based on attention given. If I made you misunderstand anything—"

"Xiao!" You practically scream, startling the Yaksha.

He stops talking, finally taking in your face. The wind has long since whispered your pain, its caress cold against your tear stained cheeks.

"Don't ever tell me what my feelings are again." You state, rubbing at your face. "Don't ever tell me I'm misguided for falling in love with you. Don't you ever… ever tell me that you felt nothing if not since we met, than at least in the last few months. I—You're not forced to act on your emotions. In fact, you can continue to try and conceal them if you so wish… but don't you ever try to get me to bury mine on top of yours in an attempt to run away." You clench your fists at your side. "You don't get to decide… Where I go and who I fall in love with. You may be Liyue's guardian… but that doesn't give you the right to disregard me and… try and push me away because… you're not really sure how to handle your feelings."

"You're misun—"

You laugh humorlessly, causing the Yaksha to narrow his eyes at you.

"Are you mocking me?" He asked, his voice dangerously even.

"No. I pity you." You snap, turning your back on him before jumping off the edge of the cliff. "You fight hordes of assailants to keep Liyue safe, but you have not a single idea how to fare against yourself. It's not a physical battle, numbskull. You just need to listen."

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Chapter 24

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Where was Aether when you needed him? What the hell was happening? Flirting, enjoying each other's company?... and then boom? What the hell did he mean misunderstanding? Misguided? Who asks someone to sing for them and randomly decides to tell them that they're misguided? Your chest felt like it was going to implode. Who did he think he was pushing his ideal outcome on you?

But… what if that was really how he felt? What if all those little blushes…and that smile? And the way he brushed your tears away… and the nights spent asking each other questions?... what if you really had spent all this time deluding yourself that you had a chance with Liyue's guardian yaksha? Were you really that self-centered? Were you absolutely insane? All this time? Did you really create a scenario where Xiao, Yaksha and adeptus of the people was in love with you?

You were gonna be sick… Yup, you were gonna throw up. You needed to set your feet on the ground. How far were you from Wangshuu Inn? Was Xiao waiting for you there? You had practically spat in his face… You wouldn't blame him if he was pissed… but you knew… You already knew that it wasn't Xiao's style to lay in wait to confront you.

Landing on your feet, you stumbled somewhat towards the river cutting through the land. You stumbled to your knees, heaving. Nothing came out… you haven't eaten all day… so preoccupied with all the shit going on… so preoccupied with seeing Xiao after you had freaked out earlier today…

The tears were back, So heavy they blinded you. Your chest weighed a million pounds. Did he really get to do this to you? Did he really get to make you feel so bloody insignificant and yet so heavy at the same time? So small yet feel so much pain? What right did he have to do this to you? After you had just found a way to take his pain away? If you sang right now, would it stitch your heart back together? Would it look like a mismatched puzzle piece? Where was Aether? Why were you alone right now? How does one breathe again?

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Something in his chest ached. It ached like it had never ached before. He didn't understand this emotion. He didn't understand what she meant when she told him that he couldn't fight himself. Why would he wish to fight himself? Or… listen? What did that mean? Why was she so upset with him for wishing the best for her? Why did she glare at him with tears in her eyes? What did she mean she loved him? What did that mean? She didn't want to leave Liyue because he was there? Why? What did that attachment mean? Was it the same as his contract with Morax? But he never made her sign a contract to him. She wasn't indebted to him whatsoever… what did this love thing mean? It was too hard for him to figure out. The traveler would have understood. The traveler would have at least heard him out and tried to offer him some advice… Then again, he didn't know if Paimon's constant chattering was worth the trade.

"Teyvat to Xiao?"

The Yaksha startled out of his thoughts, blinking back into reality. Before him stood Ganyu, her long hair flowing easily in the wind. She had wide pink eyes trailed on him as he took in his surroundings. He was standing within Cloud retainer's abode. Though not within her domain, he was not far.

"You're clutching your chest… are you not well?" Ganyu asked, her voice gentle.

Xiao glanced down to see that, sure enough, one of his hands was clutching the fabric above his heart. He kept staring at his hand, perplexed by his unconscious reaction to the pain still blossoming within. Though his scratches were long gone, he'd give anything to switch this pain back to what he'd had prior to her singing. He could do without the ache that seemed to multiply as time passed.

"Xiao? Do I need to contact Rex Lapis?"

This snapped the Yaksha out of his stupor, earning his attention right away. His hand snapped down to his side, clenching.

"No. That will be unnecessary."

His voice was scratchier than normal. As if to give away the turmoil raging within his chest. As if to prove him wrong.

"I thought I saw you with the Outlander earlier this evening. Is she alright?"

His chest clenched painfully, earning a slight wince from the Yaksha. Just what was this feeling that he endured every time his thoughts wandered back to you? It wasn't irregular for humans to be emotional. It's not even the first time today that he's seen her emotions flare… but it is the first time that he's been the direct cause for those emotions to bubble over… He doesn't like the way her tears had fallen. He doesn't like the guarded way she stood before him, as if to shield herself from a physical attack. As if he would ever raise his blade towards her for anything other than a sparring match.

"Xiao?... What's going on?" Ganyu's voice grounds him once more.

He's not sure how to respond to that question. What is going on? Why had her emotions flared so quickly? What had he said that was so wrong? Had he said something that insulted her? She'd been so upset with him that she'd cried. That she had distinctly told him that she pitied him! How he loathed her for those words… How dare she say that to him? She even threw his title in his face. Never before had she ever been so… disrespectful. She had never shown him the same respect that the Liyuens did, and he didn't expect it from her… but she had never insulted him so openly… never to his face at the very least. What had he said that had merited such a reaction?

"If you don't start speaking to me, I will be forced to seek outside help." Ganyu sighed.

"That would be unnecessary…" The yaksha murmured.

"Then talk to me." Ganyu encouraged. "What has you so distracted?"

Xiao turned his attention towards the moon. It was a crescent moon tonight… The sky behind it dark as it rose. He hoped that tonight's rounds weren't too rough on him. He wasn't sure how this pain in his chest would affect his ability to fight. He hoped it would soon fade away. Maybe he would get lucky, and the rounds he did earlier today with the outlander will have staved off some of the potential karma induced attacks.

"I encouraged the outlander to explore more of Teyvat with Aether." Xiao breathed, his chest clenching at the title that she had received.

"Oh, that would be so lovely. Aether often travels to different places. It would be such a beautiful experience."

"The outlander told me that something… or rather… someone was keeping her attached to Liyue."

Ganyu gasped from beside Xiao, one of her hands covering her lips.

"Did she actually?..." The adeptus lead off.

"Did she what?" Xiao asked while raising a brow.

"Oh…" Ganyu seemed dejected. "Carry on then."

"I could tell where she was going with that train of thought, so I sought to put an end to it."

Ganyu's sharp gaze cut towards him, making his fingers curl inwards.

"I told her that it was foolish to stay attached to Liyue given some misguided feelings."

"Oh Xiao… tell me you didn't…" Ganyu breathed, pressing the pads of her fingers together.

"She responded… with a whirlwind of emotions…" The Yaksha could feel the disapproval wafting off Ganyu.

So he had done something wrong…

"What did she say?" The adeptus asked, frown in place.

"Many things. She said that it wasn't my right to tell her what her feelings were."

"This is… true…" Ganyu breathed.

"She said she pitied me for not being able to listen to myself…"

Ganyu winced from beside him, fingers clenched in front of her chest.

"She also told me… that she loved me."

Ganyu blinked from beside him, processing his words before she decided to speak.

"And… how did that make you feel?"

"I didn't much like being told that I'm pitied." Xiao grumbled.

"Ok… and the other part?"

"I suppose that my status does not give me the right to assume her feelings."

"We both know what I meant." Ganyu sighed.

"I don't know."

Xiao crossed his arms over his chest, feeling quite exposed. He wasn't sure what Ganyu wanted to hear in this predicament. He was beginning to understand, from her expressions alone, that he'd done something wrong. Logically speaking, he supposed that he could understand why he wasn't supposed to assume her feelings. That was all fine and good… but he couldn't begin to understand why she would cry over such a thing… Why not simply tell him that it was considered wrong? Why not simply tell him that she disagreed? Why had she looked so hurt? So betrayed? How had he put that look on her face? Just how was he responsible for the agony that appeared in her eyes and dripped down her cheeks?

"Your chest, does it hurt?" Ganyu asked.

"I feel… a pain in my chest at the thought of the face she made when she left. I feel sick at the idea of her being so distraught from my words. I'm not sure what this means Ganyu. I meant her no harm. I meant only to offer her insight on the situation… I want her to see all of Teyvat. She adores Aether. I want her to enjoy the time she has here with us. I don't want her to be locked down here because of me. I don't want to be the reason she never explores the world out there… Why are you smiling?"

"I think… that you need to tell her what you just told me." Ganyu supplied, smile still on her lips.

"I did that—"

"No…" She shook her head in case he hadn't understood her the first time. "You need to tell her exactly what you just said to me."

Xiao felt confusion swirl within him, but also a small… tiny smidgen of… fear? What did he fear? Her? Impossible.

"It's already late…" The Yaksha murmured, turning away from Ganyu.

"Tomorrow then… Tell her as soon as possible. It's very important." The older adeptus explained. "Exactly like how you told me. Same words. Nothing different."

"I don't understand." Xiao sighed.

"You will. I promise you will." Ganyu put a hand on his shoulder. "Make sure you apologize as well. She's right, it wasn't your place to tell her what her feelings are. In the same breath, make sure that she's aware that it wasn't your intention. Even if she doesn't forgive you right away, it's a start."

"There… There's a chance she won't forgive me?" Xiao felt that familiar tug in his chest intensify at the idea of her staying upset with him.

For what reason? Why does the thought of her staying angry with him play such a rhythm in his chest? Why does the thought of her tear stained cheeks bring such agony to him? Why? Why does his chest throb at her turning her back on him? It makes no sense… he can't wrap his mind around today's events no matter how hard he tries.

Xiao startles when he feels a hand atop his head. He turns his attention back towards Ganyu, worry evident in his eyes as she smiles at him. He's had her in his corner for many, many years now. He doesn't do their relationship justice. He needs to start making an effort to visit her like she does to visit him.

"There's a chance, but I do believe it's quite slim. But only if you tell her exactly what you told me." Ganyu explains, her gentle smile never leaving.

"Tomorrow." Xiao concedes.

"Tomorrow." Ganyu agrees.

Notes:

Ganyu: Talk to me or I'm going to get Dad.
Xiao: Motherfucker...

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Chapter 25

Notes:

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Chapter 25:

Xiao would like to say that he upheld his end of the contract and patrolled the outskirts of Liyue. He would like to say that the streets were clean because he'd done as he was tasked to many… many years ago. He's not a liar… he refuses to start being one now. There was no one to save face for anyways.

No… he couldn't quite explain the clear streets. He couldn't explain the gentle breeze nor the air that didn't feel so tainted.

When he made it back to the Wangshuu Inn, he would have liked to feel as tranquil as he always seemed to be. His worry and his… unease at having to face her after last night's endeavors... They kept him on edge and unable to keep the hardened mask he's created after so many years of fending off emotional encounters. This… right here is probably at the top of his list of reasons why.

And yet... when he'd managed to scrounge up his courage to face her, she didn't answer the door. No matter how long he stood there. No matter what intervals he knocked on the door… it didn't open. There was no smile waiting for him. Nor was there the way her face would light up when their eyes met… How he longed to see that face. To skip this conversation… to make it as though it had never occurred…

"Adeptus Xiao?"

The yaksha turned away from her door. He ignored the painful tug of his chest to take in Verr as she walked down the halls. She looked to be puzzled, probably at seeing Xiao walking the halls of the Inn. It's no secret to her that he would rather avoid human contact… in fact, she has aided him in avoided that contact for many years now, the spell only broken when Aether showed up. Maybe he should reinstate that he prefers his privacy… He doesn't think he can handle any more human presences in his life.

"You're looking for the Outlander?" Verr questioned with a tilt of her head. "Strange. She never came in last night. I assumed that she was with you…"

The tug was worse. What did she mean that the Outlander never came home? She left him behind. She left first so how could it be that she hadn't come back here? She hadn't… no… she wouldn't have… would she?

"Adeptus Xiao?" Verr questioned.

His mind was going a mile a minute. What this panic? He hadn't felt this uprooted in… a very long time. Why did she make him feel this way? Why did people actively seek out this type of emotion? Why did it feel hard to think straight right now? Why was his mind such a mess?

"Thank you." The yaksha replied before making his way towards the exit briskly.

If she left to follow Aether right after what he'd said… she would have made a ton of headway. He'll need to catch up to her if he wants to apologize. He really didn't want to deal with Paimon's excessive squealing. Or maybe he was using that as an excuse to cover up the unease he felt at leaving things the way they were after last night. He really couldn't stand the idea of having bad blood between the two of them. Not once since she had come to Liyue had he ever left her in such distress. Not once had she looked… so distraught at his own hand. He felt… like absolute garbage.

He'd never really travelled anywhere outside of Liyue in… centuries. He knew what direction Sumeru was in, but he had no idea which paths were most optimal or where to start looking for her. An hour or so into his blind stumbling towards a nation he didn't know his way too, much less anything about, he found signs of a scuffle. An abandoned hilichurl camp. Not by choice, but rather by forceful… eviction. As he continued along his path, more destruction became evident along the path. The signs of the fighting became less clean… more erratic. There were blade marks etched into the dirt. Sloppy swings signed into the earth. An indication of the wielder's exhaustion.

Eventually, the sounds of battle were whispered along the wind. He had a mission to complete… but he was still in Liyue. He was still contracted to its Archon. Still had a duty to find whoever was going through hillichurl camps like it was a cure for something.

He soon found what he was looking for. Though… perhaps, those weren't the words he should have used because this… this was not what he was hoping to find. Her white and green clothes were scuffed with… dirt and probably blood. He couldn't tell if it was hers or not.

She stumbled, dead weight on its last limbs. The hilichurl before her swung its arms angrily, trying to fend his assailant off. With a cry of rage, she sent the poor thing flying into a tree… where it stopped moving. In a swift movement, she had her spear pointed at his throat, eyes narrowed and wary. She wavered just slightly when recognition dawned. His own gaze widened, the pang in his chest back at the angry, dark smudges under her eyes. At the way muck smeared her face to the point where he couldn't understand where her injuries started and ended. She stumbled, her exhaustion clear as the sun in the sky. He shot an arm out to steady her, only for her to smack it away. The movement sent her to her knees, her arms catching her against the ground. She couldn't have spent the entire night hunting… right? She had to have rested at some point… right?

"Careful. I might think you care, Guardian of Liyue."

Her words birthed such frigid ice in their wake, he nearly recoiled. Her arms shook with the force of holding her body weight and yet… she sat there shaking. Her eyes remained on the ground below her, as if giving him an ounce of her attention would bring about her defeat. As if him standing in front of him was damage enough. The pain in his chest only continued to intensify, but no—this was not what he came here to do. He did not come here to stare at her in silence. He had a goal, and he would reach it.

"Outlander—"

A humorless laugh ripped itself from her throat, the sound grating against Xiao's ears. He would give anything for him to be picking on him. For this to be one of those times where she needs to explain that she's being sarcastic or one where she openly admits to mocking him, but her laugh makes up for his ire.

"How could I have been delusional enough to believing I was important to you? You've never once referred to me by name. I'm just some stranger to you."

He didn't agree with the words leaving her lips, but he also had no way to refute her… especially if she wasn't going to listen anyways.

"Why are you here? I didn't call your name. I don't need your help."

The Yaksha clenched his jaw, the pain in his chest reaching new levels. What did she mean? She didn't need his help, or didn't want it? She could barely keep herself from eating dirt, yet she dare tell him that she didn't need him?

"At least allow me to escort you—"

"Careful. Your misguided attempt to help me may lead to feelings you don't want to deal with later on. Better to leave it alone."

His fingers clenched at his side. That pain, he was starting to wonder if it was punching a hole straight through his chest.

"I just want to make sure you're ok." He managed to say, the words painful as he forced them out of his throat.

"I'm fine. Go back to your duties. You've no time for a mere outlander. I should be none of your concern anyways. I'm not really a citizen of Liyue anyways."

She pushed herself up onto her feet, swaying unsteadily. On instinct, he reached out to offer her a hand.

"Don't touch me!" She snapped.

He recoiled as if burned. As if he had hurt her by merely reaching out a helping hand

"Stop it! I don't need your help! I am fine on my own. I don't need you to hold my hand. I'm not some helpless girl that needs saving."

He'd never insinuated that she was. What had brought on that thought process?

"We need to talk—"

"You've said enough." She stumbled again, summoning her polearm to catch her weight.

"Let me finish a damn sentence!" His irritation finally flared.

Her eyes flashed with her own anger.

"Why? Did you want to tell me that my efforts to clean up these camps were misguided? That it's a misunderstanding for me to be so tired from protecting these lands?"

"If you would just listen to what I have to say—"

"No, you listen! I can't get it out of my head!" She was screaming.

Those tears he dreaded were dripping off her chin again. And the hole in his chest was widening again. She was crying and it was his fault… again. His jaw clenched, his fingers tightening into fists at his side.

"It hurts! Did you know?! It hurts to be rejected but that's not even the worst part. The worst part is being told that I was delusional. That I had constructed it all in my head and you know what?! It's driving me crazy! Am I insane? Did I imagine the moments we spent together all by myself?!"

Rejected? By who? Who was rejecting her? What was she even talking about?

"Was none of it real?… tell me that I'm crazy Xiao. Tell me that I imagined it all so I can kill the part of me that's fallen in love with you. Tell me that you felt nothing these past two years. Please? I can't keep running in circles inside of my own head."

She was gripping at her hair so tightly that her knuckles were white. She wasn't even all present at the moment. She was running on pure adrenalin. Yet… he couldn't give her what she wanted. He couldn't tell her that she was crazy for feeling something between them because he could feel it too. His heart sang at seeing her smile. It clenched at seeing her cry. Was this the thing she described as love? This painful feeling was something that people sought out? Willingly?

"I can't…" he murmured, fingers finding her hands and gently prying them away from her hair.

The gasp that ripped itself from her throat was the only indication that she had heard him. She was stock still, and yet still shaking. She hadn't smacked his touch away again… and he was taking the wins where he could get them. Gently, he dropped one of her hands and reached for her face. He brushed right beneath her eye, watching as the grime washed away with the tears. Those angry purple bruises brought forth such a pain within him… such that he would even consider it to rival the migraines that karma sometimes hits him with. Words said without enough thought were enough to bring about such pain? Such destruction? Such misery?

"I'm sorry."

He pushed his forehead against hers, even as he felt the grime smear from her skin onto his own. He can feel her erratic pulse through the gloved hand he had used to brush away tears and that now rests on the back of her neck.

"I…"

What were the words he'd said to Ganyu? What were the exact words he needed to tell her?…

"My intentions… I never meant for you to be hurt… I never meant to label your feelings…" he struggled while putting his feelings into words.

It was clear that it wasn't his forte but this was important. He needed to have her hear these words. He couldn't bare the thought of being the reason she was in such pain. If her pain was a margin of the void he was feeling growing in his chest, then he hoped he could take it all away. He hoped that words he'd spent hours repeating in his head, words he spent so long making sure were the things he wanted to tell her the most… He hoped that these words would at least begin the healing process to the words his mindless tact had thrown out.

"I worried that my attachments to you would keep you from exploring the world around you. I feared that I would keep you from doing the things you most wished to complete. I don't ever want to be the reason that you doubt yourself… and my words yesterday have only accomplished everything I sought to keep from happening. (Y/n) please… forgive me?…"

Notes:

I enjoyed writing from Xiao's POV these past few chappies. It's interesting to get his thoughts down given that he's so out of tune with certain emotions. His talk with Ganyu was fun to write last chapter as well. It really shows the difference between an adeptus that stayed close to humans (given her roll in the Qixing) versus one that relied solely on themselves to keep Liyue safe. I hope I did him Justice.

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Chapter 26

Notes:

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Chapter 26:

Your heart is slamming against your rib cage. The rhythm fast paced enough to make you feel nauseous. Yet, through that feeling, Xiao's fingers, which gripped your neck gently, and his forehead that was pressed against yours kept you grounded. You let out shuddered breaths, trying to stop the tears. They didn't stop, so your only hope is that you weren't making a mess on the Yaksha's face. Even though this whole thing was his fault. Even though he had been the one to make you such a mess. Even though you know that you can't settle the blame one hundred percent in someone who is still struggling with basic human interactions.

"This is going to be really cruel if you turn around and tell me that my feelings are misguided again…" You breathe out.

"I'm sorry." The Yaksha repeats.

Your heart thrives at the apology. It's so unfair, the control he has over you.

"Well…" You pulled away from him, yet he refused to let go of your hand, an action that had your heart rebooting in your chest. "Guess the cats out of the bag." You mumble, turning your attention away from him.

"Hard to miss when you're screaming it at me." Xiao replies.

Your neck makes an audible noise as you snap your attention back onto him. Your anger flares and then dies immediately when you see the soft smile on his face.

"I'm not really an expert on these types of things… but am I wrong in thinking that we're not very conventional in sharing our feelings?"

Your brain comes to a screeching halt because Xiao just… are you reading too much into this? No way right?!

"Why do you look like that? What did I say?"

The smile is gone and in its place worry and nerves become prevalent from the Adeptus' expression.

"Did you just…"

Your tears are back and the worry on Xiao's face turns into panic. It would be comical if you weren't freaking out at this exact moment.

"What did I say? How did I hurt you this time?"

Xiao looks positively vexed as he searches your face. You let out a watery laugh that doesn't help the matter in the slightest. He looks… guarded now. As if he fears that you'll stomp on his feelings after he's bared his soul to you. As if you could ever.

"Are you saying that you're in l—" You cut yourself off, your lungs twisting in your chest. "That you reciprocate my feelings?" Your voice is small.

Fear sticks to you like an agroed abyss mage. This will change everything. These next few words will make or break your relationship, and if you're being quite honest, you're not sure you're ready to hear them. One of Xiao's arms is wrapped around his chest, and though he tries, he can't seem to focus on you for too long. He's nervous, same as you are. He must understand the gravity of this conversation at the very least.

"I…" he starts, turning his gaze towards you again.

You're not delusional, there is pink in his cheeks. His eyes bounce around your face, as if trying to find the solution to a problem.

"There is something there." He finally gets out.

Your breath gets stuck in your throat. It's not exactly a love confession but it's not, not one either.

"Please say something. My chest feels like it's going to explode…". Xiao's gaze flicks away, pink intensifying.

"I can work with that." You reply, squeezing the fingers that still grip yours.

You feel the weight of your body crash down on you, causing you to stumble somewhat. Xiao steadies you, a look of irritation passing over his face before worry settles in its place.

"You're shaking:" the adeptus says, frown on his face.

"Someone put their foot in their mouth and I couldn't sleep."

Xiao's grip on you tightens somewhat, telling of his irritation. You think it's more towards himself than you.

"I'm fine. Just need some rest." You sigh, trying to push yourself up.

Xiao stands in a fluid movement, arm under your knees and supporting your back. You blink, the world spinning slightly at the quick movement. It takes you a few more seconds to realize that Xiao's got you in a freaking princess hold.

"Absolutely not! Put me down." You demand, cheeks a firetruck red as embarrassment sets in.

Xiao pretends to think about it before answering.

"Request denied." He says simply, continuing to walk back towards Liyue.

You know that he's taking you back to the Wangshuu Inn. You're not against it, in fact, going to bed right about now sounds heavenly. What doesn't sound heavenly is being carried in a princess hold by the Guardian Yaksha of Liyue.

"Xiao! Put me down." You insist, wiggling in his arms.

His grip doesn't falter in the slightest.

"You can continue to struggle if you want."

You turn a glare towards the adeptus, irked at the amusement in his eyes.

"If it's my fault, then I'll repent to the best of my abilities."

"I was being dumb. Put me down."

"Ah. Your feelings for me are dumb?" He asks, having the audacity to look wounded.

"Wha— no— you—. Put me down!" You hiss, your face growing impossibly warmer.

"I wonder how Aether's doing."

"Don't change the subject!" You growl.

"You'll draw more attention because of your fussing."

"No, I'll draw attention because Adeptus Xiao is princess carrying me to the Wangshuu Inn!" You exclaimed.

"Oh?" The adeptus is far too smug with his answer.

You groan, pushing your face back with your hands. You weren't going to be winning this fight any time soon. You're actually more liable to have bruises from the ironclad grip he tightens every time you struggle.

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"Xiao."

The adeptus sets you down on your bed gently, retracting his arms in such a way that he barely jostles you. It's a feat that you would be impressed with if not for the burning question on the tip of your tongue this moment. The Yaksha looks far too smug, probably still riding the teasing high. That though has you both blushing and pausing. It's strange to see how Xiao has opened up these years. From the Yaksha who demanded to know how it was that you summoned him, to the boy that admitted that you made him feel things.

"Why did you not tell me you were going to teleport us into the inn?" You ask through clenched teeth.

"You didn't ask." Was his simple reply.

"It was definitely implied! You know, when I was worrying about being carried in?!" You throw your arms up as if to broadcast your emotions more clearly.

"Ah. I apologize. It would seem as though I still struggle with some of the basic human prompts."

Amusement dances avidly in his gaze as you seethe. He has come a long way from the brooding, self-reliant Yaksha of two years ago. He smiles a bit more and even tries his hand at sarcasm. You would like to take the credit for his growth, but he certainly learned from Aether and the emergency food far before you stumbled into Teyvat.

"You're insufferable." You groan, flopping back against the mattress.

"Rest. I will be back to check in on you later tonight." Were the Yaksha's words.

You don't have to open your eyes to tell that he's gone. Really, you don't need him telling you, rest is at the top of your list after such a night. It takes no coaxing at all for your body to succumb, and even with the grime still sticking to your skin and clothes, you drift away without a care in the world.

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"Ok. My turn." You hum, kicking your legs out somewhat.

Both you and Xiao are seated atop the Wangshuu Inn. The sun has long set, but you're wide awake given your sleeping habits of late.

"What does Alatus stand for?"

Xiao blinks before turning his gaze towards you.

"That's a name long past."

"That wasn't the question." You say, raising a brow.

"If I choose to pass?"

"Hmmmm. Free meal?"

"I don't collect the currency used in trade. I've no need for it."

You pout at the sky, knowing full well that Xiao doesn't have need for Mora. Why would he? The only time he eats is when you or Aether spoil him with sweets. The Inn lodges him at the price of his contract. His clothing probably comes from the same benefit. How unfair.

Xiao lets out an irritated sigh from beside you, though you refuse to give him your attention. You want to pout for a little longer.

"Winged."

The word startles you. The Yaksha has your full attention without even trying and— damn him for having that much power over you.

"To have wings. Pretty." You say, looking up at the moon.

"Hardly." The yaksha grumbles, turning away.

"And what of Xiao?" You asked.

"Your turn is over."

You stick your tongue out at the yaksha, earning a playful eye roll.

"What are we going to do about this… Ally thing?"

You blink at the Yaksha, smiling gently before letting out a heavy breath.

"Oh I donno." You sigh out. "They definitely have plans for me. Wish they would tell me what they are, but as a mere pawn on the board, it would seem I don't have that luxury."

"It doesn't make sense to me. What reason do they have to keep showering you with gifts? You've not accomplished anything of significant value to be gifted so freely."

"Hey…" you pout, the Yaksha raising a brow at you.

"It's driving me insane…" Xiao presses a hand to his head, his brows furrowed. "I want to be ready for anything but I can't prepare myself for something I can't see. I fear that I will be caught ill prepared."

He's pressing harder than he should against his head. You wonder if he's being ailed by yet another karma induced headache. It's not the first time you've wondered if it's less karma and more a stressed induced pain. You reach out a gentle hand, laying your fingers on the side that Xiao isn't pressing his hand into. He peers at you with a question at the tip of his tongue, but you manage to silence him.

"I'm the strong one, I'm not nervous," You begin, never once being more glad for your love for Disney than right at this moment. "I'm as tough as the crust of the Earth is,"

Xiao looks a little lost, but the gentle, green hue that surrounds you seems to answer his question. Then again, as quickly as the first is answered he seems to have more.

"I move mountain, I move churches, and I glow 'cause I know what my worth is."

"What are you doing? I'm not injured—"

You press a finger to his lips, both silencing him and eliciting a shocked look that you've decided to pack away as a win from the Yaksha.

"I don't ask how, hard the work is," You sing, voice gentle, the song only for the Yaksha to hear. "Got a rough, indestructible surface."

Xiao's eyes have shut, the Yaksha seeming to relax into your gentle touch. You can't explain the swell of emotions that flare at the display.

"Under the surface, I'm pretty sure I'm worthless if I can't be of service."

Xiao's gaze opens, fixating with a knowing glare. He's hearing your lyrics, and he doesn't like what you're implying.

"A flaw or a crack, a straw on the back, what breaks the camel's back?"

You voice in gentle as Xiao's gaze leaves your eyes, both embarrassment and other emotions fighting in his eyes.

"It's pressure that'll tip, tip, tip till you go pop…" you lead off, sighing gently.

The adeptus is still refusing to focus on you, but you know he's listening. That's fine, he doesn't have to look right at you to hear you anyways.

"You're not fighting alone, Xiao." You murmur. "You'll never have to fight alone again if I have anything to say about it."

The Yaksha's cheeks darken, and he still refuses to look you in the eyes.

"Don't make promises you can't keep." He grumbles.

"I dont." You say, voice firm and demanding.

The Yaksha meets your eyes, cheeks still dark and eyes a little wide with both shock and… was that wonder? Your eyes fall to his lips momentarily before flickering back up. If this was a love story, you would have leaned in. If this were a love story, Xiao would have tangled his fingers in your hair and pulled you in for a kiss. Alas, this isn't a love story… not yet anyways. Xiao doesn't understand the look you're sporting, you can tell by the way he cocks his head to the side gently.

"You're… going to be the death of me…" you wheeze, laughing at your own lack of discipline as the Yaksha stares at you at a complete loss of words.

Notes:

I am the eldest of three children and Surface Pressure made me cry the first time I heard it...
Alas, it came in handy, fitting so perfectly into this moment that I couldn't resist.
I'm so proud of the leeway Xiao and MC made with this chapter. MY babies are growing T_T

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Chapter 27

Notes:

Eyo the new trailer for Xiao used up a hefty chunk of Genshin's budget. You can't change my mind. He's so flippin pretty T_T

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Chapter 27:

You spend many nights doing quite like you and Xiao are used to. You pry gently, knowing when to stop pushing and when you can keep chipping away just a little more to learn about the Yaksha. He doesn't like talking about his past. Anything before Liyue is strictly off limits. Learning the meaning behind Alatus seems to be the only pass he'll give you. You don't ask about his family, nor do you pry about karmic downfalls. Though you have many questions, you think they would cause more pain than the worth of soothing your soul. You're not willing to trade your calm for his pain. That much, is becoming clearer and clearer to you. Xiao asks questions of your home. Of the Earth you mentioned once in a song. You indulge him, speaking fondly of the finer things Earth has to offer. Xiao learns that much like he does, you have your off limit zones as well. You don't like talking about the hospital. He's never really asked, but he seems to avoid the topic with an acute sense of awareness. You appreciate it more than he'll ever understand.

Your ability to soothe the Yaksha's pain is something you begin to rely on quite often, gentle voice coaxing Xiao's usually pinched brow to relax. He enjoys music from your world. His questions become more fixated on it in your later games.

Aether has been away for the better part of two months now. You don't really understand your best friend's ignorance of at least sending a letter to soothe your worries, but there's not much you can do other than make your way to Sumeru, and you don't think that's the best idea. You're trying to be patient. Some nights it works, other nights you spend so restless that the Yaksha scolds you. It's a fair price to pay if it means you can listen to him talk to soothe your nerves.

You should have heeded the warning that letter gave you a couple of months ago. One night, you're feeling under the weather after having sang to Xiao. The Yaksha left looking younger with no pain pinching his brow. Your head was throbbing, but you thought nothing of it when you crawled into bed. By the morning, you had forgotten of the ailment.

A couple nights later, you're laying in the grass somewhere in the Liyue wilds. You'd like to say you know where you were, but your sense of direction fails you. The Yaksha by your side has no such problem. Such is the benefit of watching these lands for all these years. Xiao tells you that his headaches are becoming more frequent than before. He questions whether his karmic debt is beginning to be too much for him to handle or if there's something coming. Your worry gnaws at you relentlessly, and yet, instead of pelting him with questions, you sing for him. He never looks as serene as he does with a gentle shade of green surrounding him.

That night, in the confides of your room, you have your first fit. After you're finish coughing for what feels like an eternity, you pull your hand away to find scarlet and something black splattered on your skin. Your heart jumps into your throat. The first thing in the forefront of your mind is that, even here, your luck has run out and your cancer has come back. This body is not the same as the one from Earth, and yet, it seems as though you cannot escape your ill fate. You wash your hands and rinse your mouth of the evidence before crawling into bed.

Singing comes at a much higher cost after that. You still offer Xiao his solace when he turns away from you, hands pressed against his temple or clenched at his side. He's nothing if not grateful. You continue to hide the cough to the best of your ability, and yet, one night, it's stronger than you are and you have one of your fits in front of Xiao.

The coughs wrack your entire body, shaking you to your core. You feel the blood coat your hand. Your brain runs a mile a minute. You have never been so glad than you are now to be sitting next to a pond of water. You plunge your hand into it, quickly ridding the evidence before bring water to your lips. Xiao watches in silent concern as you sip water to soothe your throat.

He questions you, but you manage to shrug it off easily enough. Colds are not uncommon, and you don't think he managed to see the blood you had so quickly cleaned away. The black mixed in the red becomes increasingly worrisome, but you don't know who to consult with this type of thing. You worry that cancer may not be the culprit. You worry it might be something worse. You're not sure what could be worse, but you cross your fingers and pray for your illness to be gone. You're tired of fighting for your life at every turn. Then again, you had gotten nearly three years untouched by the pain you had once lived daily at home.

One day, your ailment is stronger than you are. One second, you're laughing at something Xiao had said in passing, and the next, you're stumbling onto all fours. The Yaksha pauses, bending down to your level. You can't hear him, but you can feel the weight of his hand on your back. His touch is gentle. You wish that was as comforting as he probably hoped it to be. Your dizzy spell takes far too long to dispel. You can't brush this one under the rug.

Xiao takes you home, forcing you into bed with strict instructions to rest. They're not hard to follow. Within seconds of your head hitting the pillow, you're pulled under. Your body is exhausted.

The next time you open your eyes, you find a card sitting on your nightstand. Your name is printed in fine English as it always is on these cards. You flip it open to find the letter inside.

'To my champion,

I worry you have not heeded my warning. Your ability to take away the Yaksha's pain is but a saving grace to one. This double edged sword I have handed you seems to be far more dangerous than it is worth. I fear you will bring yourself to an early grave at this rate. You mustn't use it so carelessly. The Yaksha is not weak, but your constitution grows so every hour. If you continue to use your catalyst so carelessly, his karma will consume you. Take heed of my words, my precious champion. It is not without price that you take that pain for him. Understand that your body is not built to take on the brunt of his pain.'

You toss the card to the side. At least your cancer is not back. Flopping back into the bed, you sigh loudly. It's not fair to be handed something that can help others and be told not to use it. You can take on a bit of his pain. He looks so peaceful as of late. You don't think you can stomach the idea of taking that away from him. He deserves his serenity and more.

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"I haven't heard from Aether in months…" you sigh out, the Yaksha turning his attention away from the sky to stare at you. "I even miss Paimon." You whine, pressing your face into your palms.

"You needn't worry for the traveler. His prowess far exceeds his years."

You hum at Xiao's words, but they do little to ward your worry.

"His prowess can have him be the best fighter in Teyvat. I would still worry. The same for you." You state with a small pout.

The Yaksha rolls his eyes at you, but there's hardly any heat to the action. He's also mentioned a few times that he finds it strange that Aether hasn't returned to Liyue to at least visit. What was a mere conversation was starting to really weigh down your shoulders. On top of your best friend missing, your ailment is getting worse. You often have coughing fits in front of the Yaksha. He presses his lips together and waits them out. He's not sure how else to help. You're not really sure he could even if he wanted to. You're a lot more tired than you're used to. You can still take up the polearm when you need to, but the action exhausts you and usually has you bedridden afterwards. Xiao mentions going to the pharmacy to retrieve medicine, but there's no cure to your double edged sword, and you're not really sure you trust the man behind the counter. He'd always rubbed you the wrong way when you'd played Genshin.

"You should worry more about yourself." The yaksha sighs, casting you a pointed look as you swallow some coughs.

"I…" you lead off, more coughing leaking through.

The pain is telling of the red that stains your palm. The yaksha is turned away, brows pinched. You wonder if he's in pain. You can't sing lately. It hurts and cuts off right away into a fit of coughing. You're lightheaded, coughing reverberating through your head. It occurs to you that maybe this is what Xiao feels when he clutches at his head. Though you've never once seen the Yaksha cough before. Maybe he hides it well. You can't anymore, and you can see the way it weighs on the adeptus' shoulders. He stands, pulling you up with him. Your world spins, and Xiao is ready when you grab his arms to steady yourself, nausea creeping at the forefront of your defenses.

"Bubu pharmacies has been in service to the Liyuens for generations… I can't see why you would refuse to get some help."

Xiao's words are soft, but you can feel the irritation that he's trying so hard to keep out of his voice. If it was just Qiqi behind the counter, you might have conceded… alas… the man… he gave you such a bad feeling. Snakes were a bad omen and he wore one like a flipping scarf. You didn't trust this man not to lie to you for mora, much less to save your life. Either way, your so-called ally has already told you what is making you sick. You didn't need some quack to come up with ridiculous theories and prescribe a billion different meds and such. Been there, done that. Not again. Never again. No… you knew you weren't sick, but just tired. Coughing up blood was a side effect of using your healing abilities… which in hindsight, wasn't the best, but you could handle it. The only thing that was really of concern was the black that would mix with your blood. Strange, and yet… you wouldn't be trusting the man with the snake any time soon.

"Home." You manage out, trying not to wilt at the sigh of defeat that leaves the yaksha's lips.

He means well, you need to remind yourself often. Xiao never purposely hopes to cause you harm. It's a good thing, since you harm yourself enough as it is with your healing abilities. Ironic as that was. Nonetheless, you feel yourself wilting at Xiao's clear frustration. You can be sure that he wishes you to get better. Can see it in the way his eyes follow you as it takes the breath out of you to complete the most basic of tasks. You'll need to start taking better care of yourself… if not for your own sake, than for the Yaksha's peace of mind. He had enough pain from his karma… if you were to start to cause him any more worry than this, then it would all be pretty counterintuitive. With a new resolve cemented into your being, you leaned a little more heavily on the Yaksha as he carried your weight towards your room.

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Chapter 28

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Xiao grows tired of her ignorance towards her own health. No matter how many times he asks her to seek help, she shrugs him off. She's told him that the man that stands behind the counter seems off. He doesn't much understand her sentiment. He's never done anything to earn that suspicion. Alas, he cannot force her to take medication. He doesn't think it's his place either.

With each week that passes, she grows frailer. She can no longer hold a blade. He has no problem brandishing a blade for her, should push ever come to shove, but that's not his biggest issue. He worries that she's wasting away, and he can do nothing to stop it. He wished Aether was here. He wishes he could shake her and demand how she plans to keep her promise if she can't stand, much less hold a weapon?

She can barely leave her bed. Today, the weather is warm, and yet she wears a blanket over her shoulders as they sit on his balcony. He hates the shadows on her face brought on by sunken cheeks. He wonders, not for the first time, if she's eating properly. He's voiced his concern a few times, but she's always responded by telling him that she eats quite well. He questioned Verr once, to which the woman smiled at him knowingly before responding that the outlander requested three meals a day every day.

He wish that put him at ease, but it didn't. In fact, it birthed more panic than he cared to admit. If she was eating and resting… then why was she wasting away? She had spoken of an illness from her home… was it possible that she had contracted this illness in Teyvat?

That train of thought does little to calm him. She had once mentioned that she'd died in her world… and though he doesn't much understand how it is that she can stand before him if she's died, he fears that if he continues to abide by her demands… he'll lose her. He hates that that thought puts him in such a state of turmoil… he hates that he can't push it away like he was able to do so many times in the past.

Was this what it felt like to love someone? It's not the first time he's questioned his feelings. It most probably won't be the last with all the time he spends with her… and yet… He's not quite sure what to do with this… feeling. There's a pit in his chest… She's not crying and yet… that same fear is festering from within him. If this is what being in love feels like, he isn't quite sure he wants to pursue it. Some days are better than others. On the days she smiles and laughs, he feels as though he could take anything on if he had to. When she sings to him… sometimes he catches her with her eyes closed and a soft smile on her lips, lost in the lyrics from her world. Those days are the good days… these last few weeks have been hard. She hasn't sang to him in a few months… He doesn't fault her for it. He knows she is frail. He worries if she tries, she'll shatter and he won't be able to put together all the pieces. He worries that the winds will carry her to a place he can't reach. He's caught himself praying to the anemo god one too many times. He hopes that Morax doesn't fault him. He hopes that Barbados heeds his pleas. He can't lose her… he's grown far too attached. Though he's promised himself never to grow attached again after… after his family perished… he's broken his promise to himself. He can't remember what he did before she stumbled into his life… He can't remember how he spent his time before she started showing up, almond tofu in hand and bright smile on her lips. He can't remember who he spoke to before she was knocking every day… Was he really this attached? Was there no way he knew how to detangle his fate from hers?

He knew the answer already… he knew that he couldn't detangle that red string of fate… a red so customarily found in Liyue. Pure and strong, just like she was. He couldn't detach himself because… he didn't want to. He didn't want to remember the nights before She stumbled into his life like a stampede of geo vishaps. No… he wanted to find her a cure. He wanted to see the way she, even after only a few years of training, managed to wield a polearm so elegantly. He wanted to see her laughing at something stupid Aether's companion said, or with a smile as she sang to him… He wanted to see her jumping off of Mount Hulao with a shout, giggles meeting his ears through the multiple air currents she glided through…

He would find her the cure… he would make sure that he didn't just sit still and let her waste away… he refused to do nothing in the face of her pain. Not after she had done so much to ward off his own.

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On the fifth month of no word from Aether, Xiao's panic sky rockets. One morning, she just doesn't wake up. One morning turns into two, and then three, and then a week goes by and she doesn't open her eyes. The Yaksha is beside himself with worry. He had forgone her warning and visited Bubu pharmacies. Xiao learns that the pharmacy's owner is named Baizhu. He still doesn't understand her ire with him, but he keeps a close eye on the man as he inspects her. It's a long, and painfully slow morning. The man seems more interested in knowing what she must mean to him for him to have shown his face in the middle of town. Xiao refuses to entertain any of his questions. It takes longer than he would have liked, but the man's questions teeter off into silence, choosing to instead focus his attention on her completely.

After far too long, the man lets out a long sigh. He straightens up, pushing his glasses further up his face. He looks stricken, and the pit in Xiao's stomach does not diminish.

"I hate to disappoint the Guardian Yaksha of Liyue after he sought my help specifically…" Baizhu starts, meeting his gaze head on. "But I can't help you. I don't understand why she is ill. My blood samples do little to highlight the cause. I wish I could give you better news, but she is deteriorating at a quicker pace than is understandable."

Xiao can feel his nails digging into his forearm as the doctor speaks to him. He can feel his panic swirling. He doesn't know what to do to save her. He's tried books, he's tried the doctor even though she had spoken against it. Short of summoning a god, he doesn't know how to help her. Would summoning Morax help her? He was the archon of geo, and a powerful man at that… but he held no knowledge on any healing arts from what Xiao could surmise of their millennia long relationship… he was running out of possible solutions…

"You might try your luck in Sumeru."

The Yaksha startled as the doctor put his hand on his shoulder. He pretended that the action didn't set off his fight or flight. He clutched at his arms a little tighter to keep from summoning his blade.

"There is an academy there that attracts students from far and wide. You might find someone with the knowledge of her ailments… Or perhaps you find some textbooks that are better equipped than those sold here."

He's being sincere, but Xiao needs to fight himself not to lash out or say something stupid. What was the point of having a pharmacy in his city if it couldn't heal? What was the point in studying the trade if you couldn't accomplish what it was that you studied for!?

"I apologize that my expertize did not come in handy… and I wish you luck in the near future."

Xiao bites his tongue and nods in understanding, not bothering to watch the doctor go while he makes his way to her bedside. Her breathing is gentle, but she looks unwell. She doesn't cough in her sleep, which is a saving grace… she smells of copper during her coughing fits… the Yaksha can no longer deny what that smell was. He wishes he had acted on his intuition sooner.

"I thought I might find you here."

The Yaksha turns his attention towards the door before quickly offering his respects. It's not often that Morax visits him. It's the first time in his life he hopes the man doesn't have a request of him. He fears it'll bring an end to their contract… and he is not willing to cut his ties with Morax just yet… he owes this man far more than he could ever possibly give… and yet, as he stands before the geo archon, he finds himself pleading for a shred of mercy… for an answer to his questions… for a cure to whatever ails her.

"Go."

It's a simple word that births such an all encompassing confusion from within him. Xiao finds his brow pinching and his shoulders tensing. If Morax has a mission for him… he will fail to do it. Not because he can't… but because her life is starting to become more precious than his own. He fears what he wouldn't trade for it.

"I…" Xiao trails off because he has nothing.

How could he deny Morax his sword? After everything that the archon has done for him? After freeing him from such a dark place? After showing him the sun again? How could he possibly deny his savior the one thing he had promised all those centuries ago? He was the Guardian Yaksha of Liyue! How could he possibly even entertain the idea of leaving?! This was his place.

"Sumeru. Go there."

The words crash into him so heavily he can barely keep himself from swaying. Morax wanted him to leave? To Sumeru? He wanted him to?... but why?

"I don't… I don't understand…" He admits, fear barely concealed in his soft words.

"I want you to take this woman to Sumeru. Your contract states that you must protect the lives of the Liyuens, correct?" Morax is smiling gently, something that is such a contrast to the turmoil raging in the Yaksha's chest. "This woman is a citizen of Liyue. The only way to save her is to bring her to the scholars in Sumeru. Is that not what the doctor just shared with you?"

"But my contract—"

"You will still be abiding by it." Morax clarified.

"But Liyue—"

"You mustn't take on the burden of protecting these lands alone, Xiao. For many generations now, the Qixing have protected the borders of Liyue alongside you. They are a very capable group. They will keep the peace in your absence."

Xiao tried to hide the shaking of his hands by clenching them at his sides. He pressed his lips together so tightly, he was sure Morax could read the battle raging inside of him as plain as day. And yet… this was about her… He needed to get her to Sumeru… He needed to protect her…

"Go." Morax repeated, his tone softer, more gentle. "She needs you."

He didn't need to be told another time. In the blink of an eye, her room no longer had her or the Yaksha in sight. He'd left Morax behind him… he'd just shucked his responsibilities in the face of his archon… what was happening to him? Was this ok? Was he taking advantage of such a merciful archon? Would he ever be able to repay the kindness that Morax has shown him time and time again?

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Chapter 29

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Xiao knows he can't teleport himself to somewhere he's never been before. He logically knows that he wouldn't be able to go long distances without resting either. That, and she needs to have food and water to maintain what little health she has at the moment. He takes more breaks than he probably should. He does what he can to get her to eat and drink. He's not proud of the methods… but he tries to remind himself that there's still color to her cheeks because of his endeavors.

On his third day of traveling, he sets her down gently, eyes peeled to the area around him. With new lands, comes new species. Xiao still stumbles upon hilichurl camps and slimes, but he also comes face to face with weird, mushroom like foes. He's dispatched them easily, but his head throbs. He finds himself pausing to just… breathe… more often than not. He misses her voice, and the way she could silence the voices in his head. He misses the way she would keep him occupied with her silly question game.

He mustn't be paying attention to his surroundings all too well, because before he knows it, he can hear a voice calling out to him.

"Um… Mister? Are you ok?"

Even though it's timid, the yaksha still finds himself stepping back towards her. Though he isn't verse in human interactions, he has been privy to prayers that have begged to ward off the most twisted of intentions. He doesn't want to be violent, but his contract stands in Liyue and holds no value in these parts. He will do what he must to keep her safe, his karma be damned.

The girl before him waves her arms in front of her frantically at the sight of his polearm appearing in his fingers. Her pale, green curls sway in the air, lively with her fear.

"No, no! I'm not going to hurt you." She gets out quickly, showing both her palms to him as if to prove that she had no weapon brandished.

Xiao's lived many years and knows that not all is what it seems. And yet… The wheezed breath behind him begs he accept her help. Begs that he takes the help being offered… He's fearful that she will die on his watch alone.

"Is… Is she ok?"

Xiao isn't quite sure how to answer her question, but he can still feel the fear coming from the young girl before him. Either she is very scared, or a good actress. He's willing to bet on the prior, and vanishes his blade. Her shoulders seem to slump, the relief immediate at the dispelling of his weapon. He doesn't have the heart to tell her that what with the headaches he's currently facing, a blade is the least of her worries. Those were thoughts for another time.

"Can you… hear me?"

Gentle, violet eyes seem fixated on him, worry swimming through them. The Yaksha clenches his hands at his sides. He wishes Aether were here… to help him voice his concerns. To help him reach for the help that's standing before him… he should be fine, merely talking to this girl. There is no malice coming from her… and if she could help the outlander, then this conversation would be worth his weight in Mora… If he could just get the words out.

"Are you… perhaps, injured as well?" She asks, bringing a hand to her lips, eyes widening and worry multiplying if at all possible.

"My…"

The girl seems shocked at the words leaving his lips. His voice is scratchy from disuse. He hasn't had anyone to talk to in days. He would trade just about anything for the outlander to ask a stupid question about Liyue's history.

His what? What does he tell this girl? Can she even help him in the way that he needs her to? Can she take him to someone that can? Is she a scholar? If he asks her for help… will he have to explain the situation over and over again?

His gut clenches angrily. His tongue feels like sandpaper in his mouth. He's an adeptus for archon's sake! He should be able to talk to a mere, human girl! This is no different than when he enlisted the doctor's help in Liyue! Except… he really hopes that his questions will have answers out here… he hopes that he's helping more than he's hurting.

"My Master is very knowledgeable! He can help you either take a look at the girl or find a solution to your problem! He's very good at taking care of people."

The girl lifts her arms with a gentle giggle, the beginnings of medical wrap peaking from underneath her shirtsleeve.

"Your master is a doctor?"

It's the first sparks of hope that he's felt in far too long, so he latches onto her words. His fingers unclench at his sides, heart thumping to a new beat. For just a minute, the pain in his head subsides to make way for a new sensation.

"Uh…" The girl seems to shrink away from his enthusiasm, and he feels himself grow impatient. "Not exactly… Master isn't singularly focused on the medicinal path when it comes to the plants in Sumeru. He likes to study all their effects and what they can accomplish. It's very interesting to listen to him talk, though some days it's really boring…" The girl before him rambles, and it takes far more effort than he would like to admit, not to snap at her. "That said… Plants are often studied for their medicinal effect, so Master has studied alongside many great scholars that have gone on to become doctors. He can probably help." The young girl concludes.

Xiao isn't really sure what to believe, but a small part of him feels relieved at hearing the words "scholar" and "doctor" in the same sentence. Even if this girl's master isn't a doctor, he seems to have quite an academic background. If he can't help the Outlander, than perhaps he can lead Xiao to someone that can help her… At the very least… the Yaksha needs to hold on to that hope.

"How long from here?" Xiao asks, bending down to pick up the outlander.

The girl seems to brighten at his words, big smile painted on her lips as she practically dances around him. Her quick movements put his nerves on end, but he does his best to push the feeling down as he straightens up with the outlander in his arms.

"Forest Ranger Collei at your service! I'll take you back to the village at once, follow me!"

Xiao lets out a soft sigh, though doesn't bother voicing that she didn't answer his question.

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It's a small village, especially when comparing to the city of Liyue, but there seems to be quite a population nonetheless. Xiao has never really understood how important both Aether and the outlander must be for him to feel zero discomfort within their presence. He remembers a time when both of them made him feel the same way all these people do. Then again, they never regarded him like this or whispered about him as if the wind didn't carry their words to his ears. A few people pointed out his Liyuen style clothing, but he didn't bother addressing their questions. He had a feeling he wasn't really meant to hear them anyway.

"Master!"

At the girl's, Collei's, calling, Xiao's attention falls on the hut they were making their way towards. Leaving Liyue to visit Sumeru was more of a culture shock than Xiao had accounted for. Perhaps Morax had done well to hand his city over to the Qixing. It was a lot more modern than the huts that the adeptus was being privy too here. In the same breath, there was something to be said about the smaller living commodities. Though they wouldn't offer the same view as the Wangshuu Inn did, he could climb the trees here easily enough to get what he was looking for.

"Collei? Why are you shouting?"

Xiao can feel himself tensing at the exasperated tone from within the hut. He doesn't have to wait long for a man to use his arm to brush aside the cloth that hangs in the doorway. He steps out, eyes searching for his apprentice until they land on Xiao. The adeptus holds his stare, watching as the man's ears twitch somewhat before interest molds his expression. His gaze drops momentarily to the woman in his arms before flicking towards Collei. Xiao presses his lips together as the man contemplates the situation.

"Well, let's bring her in."

With that, he turns his back to Xiao and walks back into the hut. The adeptus doesn't need to be told twice. Though he does have to silence the voices that tell him that this man could be dangerous, he still follows him into the small hut. He spots a bed of sorts but keeps the outlander in his arms. He's not one to overstep, even if his worry is multiplying by the second.

"Are you waiting for an invitation? Set her down."

Xiao takes a breath to keep from snapping at the man. He needs to remind himself that his title doesn't mean anything here. Nobody knows who he is. That's fine. He sets the outlander down on the bed gently, pulling his arms away. She looks paler than usual. It's grating on his nerves, but she's still breathing. It's the only thing keeping him sane.

"What's wrong with her?" The man asks, pulling on some gloves as he makes her way over to them.

"I'm not sure." Xiao states, feeling little as those words leave his lips.

There's ire in the man's gaze, but Xiao chooses to ignore it. He can't squander this chance to get her the help that she needs. He thinks he would have felt a lot more at ease if the girl… Collei? Had followed them into the hut. As it stands, he's in here with what he hopes to be the Outlander's saving grace… but he isn't too sure.

"What are her symptoms?"

Xiao isn't sure of all of them, but he can list a few.

"I've seen her coughing, and before she stopped opening her eyes, she was quite weak… but that was a contrast to her state before. She was a warrior and quite energetic." He explains.

"Just coughing?" The man asks with a raised brow.

"I smelled blood. Often. And… the smell of decay."

The man blinks at him before turning back towards the outlander. He reaches towards her, prying an eye open. It takes every fiber of Xiao's being not to smack the man's hand away. It can't be comfortable to have someone prodding at you like this. And he hates how lifeless her eyes look when they are forced open.

"What brought on her symptoms?"

"I… Don't know…" Xiao admits, pressing his lips together.

"You don't know much, do you?" The man grumbles.

The Yaksha crosses his arms over his chest, clenching his hands at his side.

"Yet, it is very interesting that an Adeptus from Liyue brought this girl all the way here…"

The words catch Xiao off guard, causing his arms to slack somewhat as the man continues to analyze the outlander.

"Don't look at me like that. I've read many books on Liyuen history. My studies don't stop with Sumaran plant life. There are many plant species that are partial only to Liyuen soils. It just so happens that Liyue's history also encompasses a piece of your own."

Xiao doesn't like the way the man speaks to him. In fact, if he could control it at all, he would avoid this man entirely, but that's not an option. He can't take the outlander from here, because if he does, he can't guarantee her safety. Not from outside forces, but from herself. Though he wants nothing more than to disappear from this place, he needs to stay. Under the scrutiny of a man who has dawned this plain a mere fraction of the time the yaksha has, and yet speaks to him as if he were below him in some way.

"Do you see anything?" Xiao asks.

"Do I look like a sorcerer? Go away, I can't focus with your incessant chatter."

Xiao tries and fails to rein in his irritation. He clenches his jaw and tries to think of good things to keep from sending the man before him flying. To keep from losing his mind and feeding into the voices that chant for carnage. He breathes harshly through his nose and tries to think of her smile and her laugh. Of the sound that he's beginning to forget after not hearing it for so long. His fingers hold his arms in a vice grip to keep from accidentally summoning his polearm.

"Well? Go on." The man insists.

The Yaksha turns a heated glare towards him that the man doesn't wilt from. He must be losing his touch after spending so much time with her. In the next blink of an eye, the Yaksha is no longer in the hut, but he isn't too far. He will never leave her unattended.

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Chapter 30

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Chapter 30:

Xiao can't say he much likes the man that he learns goes by the name Tighnari. He's brash and pretty rude with his commentary. Alas, he does notice a change in the outlander the longer she stays in the man's hut. The color has come back into her cheeks. Xiao doesn't much understand it, but he can only assume that it's a good thing.

"I'm not a doctor, but these plants should help with the pain, and these should help with the nutrients she's lacking." He had explained to the adeptus, forgoing the names because "It's not worth the wasted breath. It's not like you'll remember them anyways."

He also notices that the man winces if he turns too quick. He's nursing a wound, though from what, he has no clue. He tries not to let his gaze linger too long. He also bites his tongue to keep from upsetting the forest watcher. He would hate to squander the chances of her waking in the face of his own pride. It's hard, but he manages… for now.

Collei tries to feed him far too often. Xiao's taken to accepting the food and then leaving it outside. He's noticed that some children will eat it if he puts it out of the way. He's no stranger to the dark corners in this world. He has no qualms with aiding someone else if it puts the young forest ranger at ease. Collei has been nothing but kind to him since their meeting, if not overly chatty. He doesn't get caught by her very often, but on the rare chances that she does chat with him, he tries his best to offer her a listening ear. He can't say he understands all her woes, but she seems happier after she talks and he can't ask for much more than that.

He just hopes that his self-control bares fruit for the outlander. He wants to see her open her eyes. He wants to hear her sing again… He really… really wants to see her smile.

A sharp pain brings a hand to his head, fingers gripping at teal locks with far more force than necessary. He knows it won't stop the pain… but it does ground him. It grounds him and helps him ignore the pleas. To just let go. To stop fighting against his karmic destiny. To just give up control. He could just…stop struggling. Stop trying so hard—

"Paimon isn't crazy! Aha! Paimon told you she saw the adeptus!"

"I never called you crazy." Aether let out a sigh that Xiao more heard than saw.

"Aether?..."

He couldn't believe his eyes! There he stood, the traveler, in the flesh after over five months of no word! So calmly… As if his disappearance did not trouble both he and the outlander.

"Xiao! What are you doing in Sumeru? Where's the outlander?"

Xiao could feel himself disassociating as the traveler got closer and closer. While it was true that the traveler had disappeared, it was also true that under Xiao's watch, the outlander had withered away. He'd allowed her to get sick to the point where she couldn't stand. To the point where she couldn't open her eyes. How could he allow her to—

"Xiao? What's going on?..."

Aether's voice was so gentle as he came to a stop next to him. It had Xiao clenching at his arms even tighter as they were crossed over his chest. He could feel the white hot shame spreading through him. So openly and unabashed by his mask's ability to usually hide it. Why was he crumbling like this? In front of the traveler no less?

"Aether, what did you do?!" Paimon demanded.

"I…"

How could he tell her best friend that he had let her deteriorate this much? How was he supposed to face Aether after this? Would the traveler shun him for his inability to protect the one person he really should have? Should he have disregarded how Baizhu made her feel uncomfortable earlier? He would have been able to bring her to Tighnari sooner… Maybe he should have just skipped Baizhu and asked Morax what the best course of action was… Speaking of
Morax… he was ignoring his contract with the merciful archon for his own selfish desires. What was he doing? How could he possibly take more from the man that had saved him? The man that had pulled him from such a dark place.

"Xiao. Breathe."

Breathe? He was breathing. What more did Aether want from him? He was taking too much. All he ever did was take! Morax's hand, Aether's kindness, her songs. Why could he not give in return? Why could he not keep the people he cherished protected and safe?

"Paimon didn't think that Xiao was capable of having a panic attack."

Her voice was so far away, and pretty choppy. Aether's voice came after, condemning her for something that Xiao couldn't focus on right now. He understood his companion's words, but it wasn't possible that she was talking about him. Panic attack? It had been so long since he had lived one of those. A millennia at the very least. The nights where he'd thrashed out, fear consuming him. The nights where he could hear his old master's voice, condemning him to violence. A blade meant for destruction. A blade that could protect none, but could kill so many.

There was that pain, so evident in his head. Those voices that coaxed him to just… let go. Be free. Would it not be easier than suffering like this? After all, he had brought her nothing but her demise. Why should he continue to fight? So he could bring her a worse fate? Was there something worse than the fate she was currently living?

A gasp ripped itself from his throat as something reached out, something warm, and took his hand from where it clenched relentlessly at his hair. He was touching something right now. Something that had a steady rhythm to it. Something that he could feel rise, and then after a few seconds, fall. It repeated a few more times before the adeptus tried to follow it. His throat hurt, fingers of his other hand shaky as he reached out blindly because—

"Please… not again."

He knew those pleas would fall on deaf ears. They had for centuries before… so why would that change now? How did he expect—

"Breathe with me, Xiao."

That voice was gentle. Far too gentle. The voice he knew was far more demanding. Demanding of his attention. Demanding of his unwavering servitude. Not again… He couldn't do that again…

Something warm touched his face. Right, breathing. He was supposed to be breathing. He didn't like people touching him… but were they touching him or was he touching them? Breathing. Yes… He could follow that rhythm.

With great effort, the white noise in Xiao's ears simmered down. The voices that grated at his nerves even seemed to take a back seat to the rhythm of someone breathing in front of him. He blinked his eyes slowly, chest heaving from exertion. Eventually, he was able to meet a golden gaze so filled with worry that his shame slowly creeped up on him once again. He snatched his hand away from Aether's chest, clenching both at his sides instead. How humiliating.

"Paimon… Is so sorry, Xiao."

The pixie had the decency to look uncomfortable as she floated in front of him. Unfortunately for her, he was feeling extremely emotionally exhausted right now, so he offered her no reprieve in the formal of acceptance. He turned his attention away from her, trying to smother the increasing shame that tried to take over.

Aether let out a breath, sitting on the ground next to him. The yaksha didn't really know what to make of that, so he said nothing and avoided eye contact with the rest of his energy.

"Have you met Tighnari? Did you know he called me a lummox when I first arrived? I actually had to go look it up in the library after." Aether mused aloud, as if the Yaksha had not just freaked out in front of him. "I mean, he's a tough guy to get along with, but he is still a good guy. He took a hit from the Balladeer while fighting to protect the people of Sumeru."

Xiao had no clue what a Balladeer was, but if Tighnari was injured in battle, it did explain the way he winced when he moved sometimes. Or the way he would favor one side when working.

"What's a Balladeer? A type of food?" Paimon asked, floating around the blonde's head.

"Oh… that's right." Aether lead off before sighing. "Can I ask why… you're in Sumeru Xiao?"

The words left the traveler's mouth so slowly, Xiao could feel his irritation spiking. He wasn't a scared animal that needed gentle touches. He was ashamed of the way he had handled Aether's best friend in his absence.

"Liyue adeptus! Why am I receiving mail for you?"

Xiao's attention snapped down to the man that took care of the Outlander where he could not. He watched as Tighnari held an envelope up for him to see. At this distance, all he could see was that it was an envelope, and nothing else. Aether's interests were peaked, jumping down from the branch he and the Yaksha were sitting on. Xiao took a few more seconds to compose himself before following.

"Actually." Tighnari mused, flipping the envelope aside to show another. "There's one for the traveler as well. That's quite curious. Do you not think I have my hands full enough with that girl? I shouldn't have to sort your mail as well."

"What?" Aether asked, reaching for the letter.

Xiao, on the other hand, was frozen in place. In the forest watcher's hands, he recognized those envelopes. The writing on them, however, wasn't foreign. In fact… his name was scrawled in an ancient writing that was no longer in use in today's society.

"You can read this?" Xiao asked, looking up at Tighnari.

"The name? Just barely. Fed my curiosity enough to crack a few textbooks open. Xiao hm?"

This man made Xiao feel naked. As though he could see through him. It wasn't a pleasant feeling.

"Why are you receiving mail for us?" Aether wasted no time in opening his envelope and pulling out his letter.

"That's something I would love to know." Tighnari huffed.

The blonde wasn't listening anymore, Xiao could tell by the way his eyebrows pinched with concentration. The adeptus tore into his own letter, hope blooming from within his chest and pushing against that shame. The words inside were also of the ancient language… which was puzzling. There weren't many people who were still privy to this language…

'Dearest Yaksha,

Conqueror of Demons… I apologize for not reaching out sooner. You aren't as easy to find as I would have hoped. My champion rests in a bed, forsaken for you own sake… and yet, you do not strike me as someone that is weak. I offer you this sole opportunity: in exchange for your peace, I will bring her back. But I can only do it, but once. I cannot offer you this saving grace again. I already put myself at great risk by toying with fate as it is. In exchange for her health, would you be willing to never hear her songs again? I cannot offer you something for nothing, I fear. Though I know you to be one of her most faithful companions, I wonder if you would allow for her songs to never reach your ears again. I wonder if you are willing to exchange your peace of mind for her vitality. I hope you do not disappoint.

If you chose to accept my proposal, all you need do is seal this letter with a print of your blood. I await your answer, young Yaksha. Do not keep her waiting.'

There is not a force on earth that could stop what happens next. He doesn't even need to think of it. His blade is in his hands in mere seconds. He ignores the startled yelp from Aether and the tensing of Tighnari's shoulders. His blade rips a line along his forearm before he quickly dispels it. His blood pools on his arm, earning a look more of fascination than horror from the Sumeran scholar. He wipes it with his thumb, planting it directly on his letter with the ease of someone that has never been more sure of anything in their life.

"What is going on!?" Paimon demands, but Xiao is not listening.

From within his hands, the letters on the page jumble together, shifting before his very eyes. And then…

'A wise choice, young Yaksha. I am forever grateful.'

Pain. It's a pain he would never wish on anyone. He stumbles, reaching out blindly to stabilize himself. What—Why was there so much pain? He grunts, he hears the noise leave his throat. Aether is there at his side, the blonde is talking to him, but the pain in his head blocks the noise. It blocks the blonde's voice and then the pixie's. It is all encompassing, and then.. It's gone. And coughing can be heard from the inside of the hut. Xiao has never moved so quickly in his life.

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Chapter 31

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Hey guys! I just wanted to bring something up as a short little PSA. I've been seeing a lot of awful stuff surrounding Tighnari as a character, and while Elliot's actions are absolutely disgusting, Tighnari is not his voice actor. He's a great character and it brings me such great pain to watch the genocide of his character through videos and the like given Elliot's misdeeds... So ya... Might have to hold back on the CyNari fic I had planned while the fandom calms down. This is in no way disregarding the victims that have fallen in Elliot's wake. I really hope they receive the support and help that they deserve.

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'Dear Traveler,

I must apologize for what I am about to bequeath onto the Yaksha… May you look out for the two of them. Son of angels. May you continue to help her on her journey. May you teach her not to sacrifice her wellbeing for one that is already too far gone. While I don't oppose to the love they share, I do oppose to her abandoning her purpose for it. She has very little care for her own life in regards to both yours and the Yaksha. As she tries to heal him, his karma reflects on her. Her body is not built for that strain… I have taken measures so that she will never be able to take that pain on again… but in doing so, I fear she will become destructive towards me and her cause. I must ask that you help her stay the path… that you help her understand that the Yaksha is not the goal, but a means to an end… Please, traveler… help my champion succeed.'

Aether can feel animosity so deeply in his bones. His fingers crush the paper in his hands, anger fuming. He's about to ask Xiao just what these 'measures' were when the Yaksha literally cut into himself. Aether watched as Xiao stamped his finger on the paper before his eyes fluttered shut. He watched as the Yaksha stumbled on his feet, hands immediately reaching for his head.

It was over nearly as quickly as it started… and then, Xiao was gone like the wind. Only the coughing from the hut behind him was an indicator to where he could have gone. Aether could put two and two together from the letter just what had happened to the Outlander. It only fed his anger. What was this entity doing? Son of angels? Just who did this being think they were, throwing around that information so carelessly?

"Would anyone care to enlighten me? Have I stumbled on some cult mumbojumbo?"

Right. Tighnari was here as well. Aether reached towards the nearest flame, igniting his letter before a very intrigued Tighnari. That's fine, as long as he didn't read the contents, life would be good. Then again, Aether didn't think he could read the language even if he wanted. No matter, better safe than sorry.

"Teyvat is a strange place." Was the blonde's response before he made his way towards the hut.

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Your body felt heavy. Your eyelids felt that way as well. And yet, the coughs that wracked through you had you twisting on your side. You couldn't stop yourself from coughing up… black gunk? There didn't seem to be blood this time. Just an awful tasting black… substance.

"Outlander?!"

You blinked a few times. That voice was familiar, but the tone wasn't. You don't think you've ever heard Xiao desperate before. Oh… except for the time that he was apologizing to you. Still, the tone had you turning towards him quickly enough. He stopped at the foot of the… bed? You're not really sure what you're laying on. It's definitely not a bed from the Wanhshuu Inn.

"Xiao?" The name is garbled, and you can feel something dripping down your chin.

You feel absolutely disgusting, but the adeptus wastes no time in handing you something to wipe your face with. The bed is a mess. You'd coughed up quite the display. You hoped that it didn't stain.

"How are you feeling?" The yaksha asks, taking the fabric from your hands.

"Uh… gross?" You manage, clearing your throat so that the words didn't come out as scratchy.

"But… weak?" The adeptus asks, concern etched so freely in his expression.

"Body is sore… but other than that… tired?" You offered.

You turned your head towards the entrance as someone else walked in.

"Aether!" You called out with an easy smile. "Where have you been?! I haven't seen you in months." You narrowed your eyes at him, accusations burning on your tongue.

How dare your best friend up and disappear for months on end? With no word at that!

"Hey." The blonde's eyes fell to your bed momentarily before his fingers fell into your hair, ruffling affectionately. "I'm really sorry. It's a long story. I'll tell you about it later." He added before a third person stepped in.

"Alright. Stop crowding her. I have questions."

You looked at the boy in front of you before your gaze settled on his ears.

"Oh my god! Are they soft? Can I touch 'em?"

The man blinked at you before turning away from you. Was that?… oh… too much too quick. You let out a gentle sigh, ignoring the way Aether tried to hide his laughter behind his hand. You introduced yourself to the man before you before apologizing for getting ahead of yourself.

"My name is Tighnari. I would prefer that you didn't touch… my ears…" he lead off, looking uncomfortable. "How do you feel?"

Your body hurt, but the all-encompassing pain and fatigue you felt from karmic debt were gone. You glanced down at the mess you made before the lightbulb finally went off.

"Oh! That's what that is!" You clapped your hands together as if giving yourself a high-five for figuring it out.

Tighnari looked confused. Xiao looked happy that you were awake. Aether… looked pensive. Like he was stuck in his own thoughts. Strange, but you would let him stew for now.

"Your body? Any irregularities?" Tighnari asked rummaging through his stuff to pull out something to clean up your mess, you could only assume.

"I'm sore. Like my muscles hurt." You admit, moving your arms slowly.

"It's to be expected. You've been immobile for two or so weeks. This doesn't surprise me. I will help set up a regiment to get you back on your feet again."

"Two weeks? Oh shit. Really?"

Your gaze shifted from Tighnari to Xiao, who was leaving the hut. It wasn't uncharacteristic for Xiao to avoid socializing, especially with people he didn't know, but the look on his face told you that wasn't why he was making his escape. He looked… guilty? Of what, you could never understand. You wished you could follow after him.

"It seems as though your ally is branching out." Aether mused, though he looked more put out than entertained.

"What do you mean?" You asked, feeling dread pool in your stomach.

"I mean, to save you, Xiao had to give something to them."

You blinked at the blonde owlishly. Your ally… the being that kept bringing you random weapons as gifts? That ally?

"What? Did Xiao tell you what he gave?" You demand, chest clenching.

"He didn't have the chance. One moment you were motionless, and the next, we heard you coughing up a lung." Aether stated, arms crossed.

"Paimon cannot believe that you got sick! What happened while we were gone?" The pixie demands.

"I just—"

Aether turns a harsh gaze towards you that has you recoiling.

"What?! Why are you so upset with me!?"

"Your ally also reached out to me." The blonde stated, narrowing his eyes at you. "And told me that you were biting off more than you could chew."

"Huh?" You demand, irritation growing. "It isn't up to either you or this stupid ally of mine to tell me what I can and can't accomplish." You bite out, watching as Tighnari leaves the hut, cleaning supplies left on the edge.

"What did the letter mean by heal him?" Aether asked, feeding your ire as your resolve was being ignored.

"I received a catalyst after you left. With the ability to heal while I sang. It's not a big deal! And Xiao appreciated the music."

"Did you know?" Aether asked, arms crossed and reminding you of a certain adeptus.

"Know what?" You snapped.

"That if you sang to him, you would be taking on some of his karma?"

The blonde is looking at you through his eyelashes. You can only remember having had one argument with Aether, and even that one had never made you feel so small.

"I'm not glass. I can handle myself." You ground out.

"Clearly not." Aether rebuttals, sparking rage.

Paimon slips out of the hut with a nervous look over her shoulder, but you could care less about what the damn pixie is doing at the moment. How dare Aether insinuate that you can't take care of your own shit?

"Did you even think about Xiao for a second here?" He asked, golden gaze ablaze.

"Excuse me? What the hell do you think I was doing all of this for?!"

"But did you actually think about it?" Aether exasperates.

You wish you could walk out of the damn hut. In fact, you try, but stumble on your feet. The blonde catches you, your form shaking and muscles hurting.

"Don't you know what happened to Xiao's family? How he lost them?"

You turn your attention towards the blonde, lips pressed together.

"Our bodies are not built to handle karma like a yaksha can. Having a vision offers you another layer of protection, or so I've been told, but it does not make you immune. Karma drove his family mad. To the point of destruction. Yet, here you are, playing with fire and for what?" Aether demands, setting you back on the bed.

You hate to admit the relief you had as the strain is lifted off your legs. Dread begins to pool in your stomach, ice freezing your veins.

"Were you trying to drive yourself mad at the expense of a few moments of reprieve? Do you think that's something that Xiao would have wanted?" the blonde demands, fingers gripping both your arms and imploring you to listen. "You got sick enough that your body shut down on you… You were basically in a coma… and you expected him to be ok with that?" The last few words hit you hard, tears building in your eyes. "I sure as hell am not…" Aether breathes. "And I may not be as close to Xiao as you are, but if he understood the cost of those moments, he never would have allowed for things to get this far."

The tears fall freely, the anger raging fire mere moments earlier gone, replaced with remorse. The pain of your muscles and the fatigue you could feel served as a constant reminder of how you have overlooked some very important information. Some very important, key, information when you had decided not to share the ramifications of your new found power.

"I'm sorry…" You murmured. "I'm really, really sorry."

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Tighnari got you started on some stretches to get your body to work with you. It was weird having to teach yourself how to walk again. It wasn't too difficult, but arduous. You often found yourself exhausted enough after these sessions that you'd sleep. Xiao visited often, and though you asked a billion times, he never revealed what it was that he traded for your health. He told you that he was healthy and that there was nothing to worry about on that front. There was a bandage on his arm, and though the thought of healing him had briefly crossed your mind, you pushed it far, far away. You think offering to do that right now would be a slap in the face for both the Yaksha and Aether. Speaking of Aether, he was spending a lot of time between Tighnari's tiny village and the main city of Sumeru. He said he was helping a new friend, which was both ominous but also very Aether like. He still came to see you at least three times a week, so you didn't have to really worry about his safety, not that he couldn't handle his own.

"I need to get back." Xiao said one late afternoon.

The two of you were seated atop a very large tree. Sumeru was filled with them. The view was gorgeous, as you watched from your perch.

"To Liyue." The adeptus clarified.

"True. I kinda forgot that you had a contract there." You mused, earning a scoff from the Yaksha.

"I mustn't take my archon's benevolence for granted." The yaksha stated.

"I don't think Zhongli's worried about that type of stuff but ya. We can mention it to Aether the next time he visits." You reply with an easy smile. "I miss the smell of the sea from Liyue." You add, leaning back and just listening to the noises around you. "Can't wait to get back."

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Chapter 32

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I really messed up my back at work. My doctor put me on 2 weeks of rest. Conveniently, that gives me plenty of time to write. I have no idea how many chapters this is gonna be. MC still needs to learn how to use her catalyst properly, then there's the claymore and the bow. And obviously she gets to meet people who excel in those fields with Anemo energy as well cause... duh lol. Anyways... So much story to go. buckle in and enjoyyyyy

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A few weeks passed and you felt nearly one-hundred percent. You hadn't managed to start training with your blade again, but Xiao offered to help you go through some strength exercises for when the time came. Sumeru's food was different from Liyue's, but you still managed to indulge nonetheless. You went on more walks as time progressed, and soon enough, Xiao was able to show you these weird mushroom like springs that were littered around the forested area. They reminded you somewhat of the air currents back on Mt. Hulao.

"Hey!"

You glanced down, seeing what was a yellowish blob waving up at you. Aether was tiny from where he stood on the ground versus how high up you and the Yaksha were sitting. Xiao stood first, glancing at you as you followed. He seemed to be doing it less, though still every now and then. You hoped that eventually his withering glances would dissipate into nothing. You still had to prove to him that you weren't falling apart at the seams. The two of you glided to the forest ground, gliders put away once your feet landed touched solid ground.

"What's up, Aether?" You called out amicably.

"I was wondering if you wanted to meet someone I've been working with." The blonde asked. "I think he might be able to help you with your catalyst."

"Oh shit? Really?" You asked, excitement thrumming through your veins.

"She hasn't begun training with her weapons yet. She's just started moving without any pain." Xiao states, standing with his arms crossed.

"You make me sound invalid." You grumble, rolling your eyes.

"Paimon thinks that's Xiao's way of saying he's worried." The pixie offered while the yaksha looks away pointedly.

"I've been working really hard! I think it may be time to start getting into the full swing of things. Plus, I don't think what I have saved up Mora wise will pay for the all the crap Tighnari's gone through to help me out." You mused.

"Tighnari mentioned a price?" Aether asked with a raised brow.

"No… But nothing is ever free." You sigh, beeping machines and soft sobs haunting you.

"We can probably earn a few favors if we take out some of the Withering Zones." Aether offered with a shrug.

"Oh! I've heard Tighnari grumbling about those!" You clapped, excitement evident. "He said they were becoming more of an occurrence as of late and that it was taking far more resources than normal to take care of them."

"You shouldn't be doing anything dangerous when it's been months since you've held a blade." The yaksha stated.

You summoned your spear before letting it disappear with a pointed look. The Adeptus was not pleased with your display.

"C'mon Xiao…" You sighed. "If you're worried, then let's go train. I betcha I'll only be tired if anything. Stamina's all I need to build up after this long. It's not like I can forget all the sessions we had together." You rolled your eyes while Paimon side-eyed you both.

You all waited with baited breath as the Yaksha let out a sigh. He turned his gaze back on you, calculative expression waning slightly as he took in how excited you were. Xiao didn't often stumble or question himself, at least, not in front of anyone, but here, he pressed his lips together. You could tell by the pinch of his brow that he didn't like it. You could also tell by how long it was taking him to answer, you were winning this battle. You could probably teach a class on Adeptus 101 with how well you were able to read his moods.

"Fine."

Aether smiled while you threw a fist in the air in a wave of euphoria. The Yaksha let out another sigh, before speaking once more.

"If I deem you are not ready, you must drop this silly notion of chasing dying plants."

"Aye-aye captain!" You saluted with a smile.

It was the yaksha's turn to roll his eyes as he sauntered away. You chuckled before running to catch up with him, mischievous smile in place as you knocked into him on purpose. You would like to say he swayed, like, even a little, but you weren't a liar. And you probably had a bruise for trying to move a damn brick wall.

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"You're so meaaaaaaaaaaaaaan." You wheezed.

You had sweat in places you didn't even think could secrete that shit, and yet, here we were! Your chest heaved, your polearm's blade shoved into the dirt as you leaned on it for support. It wasn't even fair how not out of breath Xiao was, standing in front of you. He looked like he'd just taken a stroll and that the two of you had not just spent the better part of the afternoon training.

"You told me to test you." The yaksha stated with a raised brow as you collapsed on the ground, in a heap.

"This was your plan all along. Tire me out so I can't visit a Withering Zone with Aether." You accused, narrowing your eyes.

"Maybe." The corners of the adeptus' lips lifted slightly.

"I'm gonna tell Aether you're bullying me." You pouted.

"Very well. Do you need my help walking to him?"

You gasped as Xiao pressed his lips together. Was he?...

"Are you laughing at me?" You asked, shock evident in your eyes.

The adeptus cocked his head slightly, arms crossed over his chest as per usual. He looked, curious, as if your question made no sense.

"It's been… a very long time since I've laughed. Let alone at anyone."

"Setting that trauma aside for another day." You started, pushing your hands together. "You totally wanted to laugh just then!"

You wanted to hear it. What did it sound like when Xiao laughed? You had a vague memory of a cough or a breath of a laugh from a long time ago. From when the adeptus was still growing accustom to your presence. From a time where he didn't much understand human interactions. You wondered if all this time spent with you and Aether helped. You wondered if your sarcastic nature was starting to rub off on the Adeptus. More times than not, Xiao tended to answer you with sarcasm, and you weren't entirely certain if you were annoyed or proud. Probably a little of both.

"You'll have to… teach me."

You blinked out of your reverie, focusing back on the adeptus. And there he stood, in all his red cheeked glory. His eyes were flicked to the side, avoiding your face with all his might. The yellow such a pretty contrast to the rose that was creeping down his neck. This was probably one of your favorite things about Xiao. As he learned about human interactions… as you fell deeper and deeper in love with him… he began offering you these small moments. These small fractions of his trust. They must be important, you knew they must. Genshin had been pretty clear with Xiao's social life, or, the lack there of. After the few years you had spent with him… you think it's pretty clear that it wasn't really by choice… but rather, a decision made by fear and fed upon by the citizens of Liyue. They built him a pedestal to hide behind. the fear his karma birthed. And in doing so, birthed such a strong complex from the yaksha that… They never were able to meet the man behind Liyue's Guardian Yaksha.

"Please say something…" Xiao practically pleaded, his face a ripe tomato.

"I would spend every day of my life telling jokes if it meant I could see you laugh." You responded earnestly, the red on the yaksha's face showing no signs of dissipating anytime soon.

0_0_0_0

"So, this friend that you have me meeting?" You ask as both you and Aether make your way towards the forest.

You glance back to see Xiao's eyes wandering. You watch as they flutter shut. And shortly after, a gentle breeze runs through your hair before his. You were all heading towards a Withering Zone. Aether had mentioned to Tighnari that you were interested in taking on some side jobs to help return the favor of him having taken care of you. Tighnari was starting to look haggard and probably appreciated the help. You hoped to pay him back in this lifetime.

"What's his name?" You follow up with.

"He goes by the Wanderer now." Aether mused, watching as you cocked your head at him.

"So you're taking me to see Kazuha? What's he doing in Sumeru? Also, last time I checked, he doesn't use a catalyst." You rose a brow at the blonde.

"Hm, no. Not Kazuha, though it is quite amusing that he chose that title given his relationship to the Kaedehara clan."

"Huh? He knows Kazuha?" You ask.

"In another life time, probably."

"You're acting weird." You grumble.

The Withering Zone isn't hard to take care of. Aether shows you how to dispel the plants that control the fungi contained in the zone. After you've dispatched them, you take care of the root of the problem. The air clears substantially after the Withering is gone. You can breathe easier. Xiao looks… weathered. His lips are pressed together in a thin line and his brow pinched. You wonder if the Withering and Karma are intertwined in any way. You hope not, for the Yaksha's case.

"You ok?" you asked, voice gentle.

Xiao's eyes open slowly, pain evident even though he tries to mask it. It makes you sad… Sad that you can't take that pain away. Sad that it would quite literally kill you if you tried. Sad that you hadn't thought about how Xiao would feel if his karma had managed to kill you.

"I'll be fine." The Yaksha stood, eyes widening a fraction as he stumbled.

You steadied him, your own gaze wide. You had seen Xiao in pain many times. More times than you'd care to admit… but you've never seen it take a toll quite so high. He was always a pillar, a force to be reckoned with, and to see him stumble like this? How much worse could his pain have gotten?

"I'm ok." He reassured, pulling away from you.

You didn't answer. Couldn't find the words to tell him that you knew he wasn't. That it wasn't normal that he was so affected by his karma that it took him off his feet, if only slightly. How could you help? Could you sing, just a little? What effects would that have on you? If his karma did kill you, how would that affect him? Besides the emotional strain, would his karma worsen?

"Aether. Xiao and I are gonna go back. I'm having a really hard time." You called, earning the blonde's attention.

Xiao's gaze snapped towards you, but you ignored him. You could feel the denial on the tip of his tongue. He would tell you that he's fine. That he could push through. You've no doubt that he could, but you wouldn't let him.

"You ok?" The blonde asked, worry settling into his gaze.

"Ya. Just tired." You smiled easily.

"Alright. Paimon and I will continue exploring for a bit. Rest up." Your best friend said before following after the wandering pixie.

You watched as they grew smaller in the distance.

"Why did you do that?" You could feel his irritation spiking, but you would have none of it.

"Because you need to rest." You said, turning your attention towards him.

"What are you talking about? I am just fine. We are working towards paying the man who kept you alive—"

"Xiao. You're not a machine. You need to rest every now and then."

"Nonsense, I am just fine. Let's catch up with the traveler and—"

"Well, I'm going to go lay down in the sun over here. You can head off to see Aether if you wish." You state, flopping into the patch of grass at your feet.

"What? Just—You can't lay in the wild like that unprotected." The yaksha exasperated.

"Oh dear. Guess you'll have to stay." You mused.

"That's manipulative." The adeptus pouted.

"Is it? Or am I just forcing you to rest because you ignore your own body's signs?"

"I am f—"

"If you say you're fine one more time I'm gonna lose my shit." You say, sitting up. "Come here and sit down. And just breathe for a second."

The Yaksha eyes you warily before you tap the grass next to you. He takes a few steps before sitting.

"We can't just spend our days doing nothing. We need to head back to Liyue soon."

"Xiao. Shut it off."

"Shut what off?" The Yaksha asked, raising a brow.

"The screaming in your head. Shut it off. And lay down with me."

The adeptus looks positively shocked at your words.

"I can't just—"

"Sure you can. Shut it off. Even if for like… twenty minutes. And just lay with me."

Xiao looks pretty uncomfortable as you smile at him. He looks around him, as if worrying that something will jump out at him. Maybe he is worried about it for real. You just want him to relax. Even for a few minutes. He looks robotic as he lays in the grass next to you, clearly uncomfortable.

"What do you see?" You ask, smile in face.

"The sun is in my eyes." He responds.

You huff out a laugh at his response.

"Besides the sun." You muse.

"Nothing. It's blinding." He asserts.

You laugh at him again, earning his ire as he turns towards you.

"Fine! What do you see then?" He demands, clearly over your stint.

"I see someone I love very much…"

Xiao blinks at you, face darkening a few shades.

"I see someone who is trying to make an effort to relax even though it's clearly very hard for him." You chuckle gently. "I see someone who was working so hard to keep me safe, that he forgot how to take care of himself." You added, reaching out to brush some of his hair away from his eyes. "I love you, Xiao."

Notes:

Wow, It only took me 66k words... hm... How will Xiao react this time? Lets pray that it's with a little more tact than the last time hm?

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Chapter 33

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Chapter 33:

In a time long forgotten, there sat five yaksha. The breeze was serene as they relaxed. It was a time far before Morax had called on their aid. A time far before Alatus was whisked away as a dog to another maleficent god. A time where the sun was meant to be basked in. A time where contracts didn't have a chain around their neck.

"What ails you, Alatus?"

Alatus tried not to shift to look back at her. She was running a comb through his hair. The warmth of the sun combined with her natural warmth kept him comfortable. He still did not know of the fierceness of this world.

"Indarias, tell me what love is?" Alatus asked, sparing a look over his shoulder.

The pyro Yaksha looked shocked, her hand pausing momentarily from within his hair. Slowly, she returned to brushing, small smile on her lips.

"You grow up so quickly. It was just yesterday that you began your polearm training and now you wish to experience love?" Indarias mused.

Alatus pouted, for he knew. Indarias loved to reminisce. Though she says yesterday, years have passed since he's started training in the art of wielding a polearm. The Yaksha exist to protect. He found himself on many nightly patrols. The day is for relaxing.

"One day you will know what love is, Alatus. You will look at the person who you've fallen for with such adoration you will fear for their loss. And they, in return, will mirror that look. You will brandish your blade without thinking, for this person's sake. They will raise your spirits with a mere smile. That, my young Alatus, is but a fraction of love." Indarias explained as she continued to brush through his hair.

"Does this mean that I love you?" He asked, curiosity peaked.

Indarais laughed gently, voice laced with her smile.

"As I do, you." She replied.

0_0_0_0

"I love you, Xiao."

Her hand is warm as it brushes at his cheek, taking care of some of the stray strands of hair in his face. He watches as her eyes widen, shock seeping in where the warmth had been before he feels her fingers brush gently under his eye. It closes on instinct more than anything else.

"You're crying?" She whispers.

He can't remember the last time he'd cried. He wasn't a crier. This was insane. What was she doing to him?

"Oh jeez. I really didn't mean to make you cry."

Though her words bore no indication, she was frantic. She brushed at his cheeks to keep the tears at bay. Such a gentle touch, one reminiscent of millennia passed.

"I don't understand you." He breathes.

"Hm, many don't." She mused, using her sleeve to dry his cheeks.

"I just… me?"

It's meek, and she pauses in her ministrations before smiling.

"It has to be you." She responds. "Only you."

Xiao doesn't know what to do with the emotions swirling around in his chest and his head. His contract keeps him bound to Liyue and begets no distractions… and yet, here he lays in the Sumeran sun.

Was this ok? Was he allowed to have these feelings? To want to be with someone like this? To pass every waking moment with her on his mind?

He reaches a gloved hand towards her, meekly, slowly. His fingers shake gently, his nerves clear as day as her eyes drop to them and then bounced back up to his face. She lights up, fingers peeking out from the sleeve she used to brush his tears away. She wasn't nearly as tentative as he was, slipping her fingers in his. Even through his glove, he could feel her warmth. Before he even realized, he was squeezing her fingers, as if he feared she would pull away. As if this was a cruel hallucination. His karma finally degrading his sanity far enough.

"I'm not going anywhere." She giggle.

Her smile was so big, so vibrant. The crinkle by her eyes speaking volumes for her euphoria. This had to be real. He didn't think he could imagine something this beautiful on his own.

"Promise?…" He whispered, catching her off guard.

Her smile grew before her lips parted.

"For as long as you'll have me."

0_0_0_0

"Aren't you kinda excited to see this new friend of Aether's? He's made them seem so mysterious." You mused as you kicked your feet off the branch.

Xiao's gaze was far away as he sat beside you. He hummed, indicating he heard you, but didn't really offer you anything else as a response. You hoped, at the very least, Aether's friend was at least a margin more socially adapted than Xiao tended to be. As you continued to watch the path below you, you saw movement. Squinting your eyes, You think you can see blonde hair and something… blue?

"Oh! That's got to be them!" You gasped, pushing yourself up and tugging on your glider.

You jump off the branch, hearing Xiao's glider snap out as he followed you. As you glided closer to the people on the road, you could hear Paimon's incessant chatter, Aether's laughter and a… somewhat familiar voice. The closer you got, the more confused you became because… that was?... Surely not… And a different color scheme? Who was he trying to fool here?

Landing in front of them gathered their attention. Paimon waved excitedly while Aether gave you a smile. The boy beside Aether turned towards you, curiosity in those violet eyes, and yet… you could feel animosity growing from within.

"You know, I think I draw that line at Childe for befriending Fatui Harbingers." You state, earning wide gazes from both your best friend and the boy beside him.

"Wait—What?" Aether managed, before your world turned upside down.

A forced you had not expected shoved you from behind, throwing you to the side. There was a sharp sound of something snapping as you flew. You tumbled, rolling a few feet before coming to a stop. You coughed, the impact of the landing having knocked the breath out of you.

"Xiao!"

Aether's sharp cry had you turning towards him, eyes widening at the sight before you. Laying in the dirt before you sat the Fatui Harbinger, his blue hat a few feet away from him. Xiao stood above him, his mask dawn and his jade spear pinning the other to the floor. You watched as blood dripped from a cut on his arm, dropping onto Scaramouche's cheek.

"Kuni! Why would you attack the outlander?!" Paimon demanded while Aether tried to placate the adeptus.

Had Xiao shoved you? From behind? It had all happened so quickly. Glancing behind you, your jaw dropped at the damage done to the tree. An angry gash had ripped away at its bark and a few layers in.

"You dare attack her?" Xiao demanded.

The tone of voice sent a shiver down your spine, and yet, the laugh that came from the man pinned beneath the spear was somehow icier.

"It would seem her tongue is loose given her faithful dog." The harbinger mused.

You watched as Xiao's grip on his blade tightened, as Aether's words become more urgent. You push yourself up, out of the dirt before making your way towards them. Had Scaramouche just… tried to kill you? For what?

"Aether, what the actual fuck?" You demanded, rubbing at a few shallow cuts in your arms.

"I didn't—How do you—"

"Oh yes. I'd love to know that one too. I shouldn't exist in your head anymore." Scaramouche sounded far too relaxed for having the Jade spear sticking through his shoulder.

"Xiao. He won't do anything else, right?" Aether bit out, turning towards the Fatui member.

Amusement flashed through the harbinger's eyes, irritating you to no end.

"What the fuck is going on? You just hang out with latent criminals now? Cute." You growl.

"I know what he's done is hard to swallow—"

"Hard to swallow?! Aether, hard to swallow is the shit Tighnari fed me for medicine. I literally just met this little asshole and he tried to kill me." Your fingers clench at your side.

"I didn't think you would know who he was. I figured—"

"I wouldn't know the guy that literally helped nearly destroy Inazuma? Really? Do people just forget about that type of stuff? I mean, he literally taunted you about Teppei but you're just gonna forgive him?"

Scaramouche's eyes narrow in your direction as Aether's mouth snaps shut. Xiao is still glaring down at the harbinger. At least, you think he is. It's hard to tell with his mask on.

"How do you even know about—" Aether cuts himself off, shaking his head. "Right. I can answer that myself." He clears his throat before trying again. "He's turning over a new leaf. Right, Kuni?" the blonde looks down at Scaramouche with a pointed glare that the harbinger looks away from.

"Oh ya? Does that new leaf include genocide of random people he meets on the streets? Aether, you've got to be kidding me with this shit." You push your face into your hands, irritation growing as the boy scoffs at you. "How many do you think he's killed? Hundreds? Thousands? More?" You demand.

"I don't owe you anything." Scaramouche scoffs, turning away from you.

"Are you—Dude literally tries to murder me and then he's gonna do this? What the fuck?" You breathe out the curse, irritation flaring angrily.

"I need you to take a deep breath. Xiao, please put your weapon away." Aether pleaded, hands out and placating. "I promise Kuni won't be attacking anyone." He said, golden gaze giving the other a pointed look.

"Who the fuck is Kuni? All I see is Scaramouche." You demand, arms crossing over your chest.

"I don't go by that name anymore."

The sentence comes out shuddered as Xiao yanks his blade free. You're about to bite back when you notice… there's no… blood? Well… maybe the purple shit is blood? But it doesn't ooze out like blood would. It has a distinctly disgusting scent, much different than the coppery scent blood illicit.

"Ok, what the fuck is going on?" You feel like you've asked this question a zillion times now.

"He's not human, but we should probably still patch him up." Aether sighed, bending down to take a look at the harbinger.

"Not human—eyo what the fuck?" You could feel a headache brewing.

Xiao was standing a lot closer than usual, and you wish you could submerge yourself in the subliminal message that was sending, but with the mask gone, you could see the rage bleeding so freely into his eyes. His Jade spear, although not pinning Scaramouche to the ground any longer, was clenched in his hand, purple whatever slipping from the tip.

"Outlander, you can heal right? Could you just start the process. I don't think Kuni can heal on his own…"

"He tried to kill her and now you wish for her to sacrifice her life to save him?" Xiao demands, irritation as clear as day.

"I'll be fine." Scaramouche grumbled, sitting up with a wince.

A cruel, sadistic voice in the back of your head prayed it hurt like a bitch.

"I won't allow it." Xiao said, his gaze sharp as he turned towards Aether.

"I didn't mean the entire wound. Just a little to close it a bit, than I'll wrap it." Aether explained, showing the bandaging he had pulled out of his bag.

"You want me to waste my breath on this asshole? Is that a joke?" You laugh, feeling your sanity slipping. "Xiao literally just said he tried to kill me and you want me to heal him?" You pressed a hand to your lips, hysteria leaking through.

"He's still learning… I'm really sorry that this could have ended horribly, but it didn't. We can still come back from—"

"Can you hear yourself right now? What if it was Lumine? What if Scaramouche tried to kill Lumine?" You demanded.

Aether's gaze grew wide, pain splashing through. You wish you could say you felt a smidgen of regret, but you didn't. How could Aether even think for a second that you would be willing to heal this bastard?

"C'mon Xiao. We gotta wrap up that cut since someone's more worried about the fucking murderer. But hey, maybe he'll watch your back as closely as we do hm? Hopefully he doesn't stick a knife in it."

Notes:

Hiiiiiiiiii Scara :D

1- I named him Kuni cause I'm not original. Oops.
2- If you're confused on Aether's attitude with the entire situation, He is literally just trying to play peace maker.
3- I am of the opinion that Xiao would kick Scara's ass in a fight. like he was bred to fight wars and as much as I love Scara, all he has going for him is bucket loads of resentment. (I love Scara and the ball of trauma that he is, plz put down the pitch forks.)

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Anime4us

Chapter 34

Notes:

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Chapter 34:

You could still feel the irritation flooding your veins. How dare he attack you so openly? How dare Aether even think of asking for you to heal the Fatui Harbinger after what he did? Did he hit his head on something? Did Scaramouche have mind-altering abilities?

"You're cutting off the circulation in my arm."

You gasp, letting the bandaging go as your gaze rose to meet Xiao's.

"I'm so sorry." You rush out, tugging the bandaging off to restart.

You really needed to get it together. Sure it was upsetting that your best friend had asked you to heal a murderer who had sustained his injuries via direct consequence of his actions… it didn't mean you had to tear Xiao's arm off with your ire. The adeptus didn't deserve that. Even if the Fatui Harbinger tried to take your life, it wasn't Xiao's fault. Even if it was scary that someone actively tried to take your life. Even if you're a little scared knowing that he's still out there.

"I'm fine."

Your gaze widened, looking towards the adeptus again. You're spiraling again. You need to get it together. You're worrying Xiao for no reason.

"The cut is shallow. I've sustained worse."

He's trying to console you, but it isn't working. You want to scream or cry. Probably a little of both. It's frustrating. You were supposed to have your strength back. You knew that Scaramouche was trouble. Your guard should have been up. It doesn't matter that he was with Aether… Your gut was telling you that it was trouble…

"I'm… sorry."

The bandaging was sitting in your lap, your fingers clenching the hand of the arm you were supposed to be bandaging. It was upsetting, being the cause of Xiao's injury.

"Why are you apologizing to me?" Xiao asked, cocking his head slightly.

If you weren't so upset, you'd find the action extremely cute.

"You got hurt because of me…" You murmur.

"You threw a wind blade at me?" the adeptus asked.

"What—No."

"Then I fail to see why you'd be at fault."

"But he was aiming for me!" You exasperate.

"Did you ask him to attack you?" Xiao asked.

"No, of course not, but—"

"I think that humans have weird notions when it comes to fault." The adeptus states.

"This would never have happened if I kept my guard up." You snap.

"By proxy, it would never have happened if Aether's new companion was not with him. Or if it was raining. Or if I had chosen to stay in Liyue instead of bringing you to Sumeru. Do you see what I'm trying to say?"

"It's not the same." You grumble.

"If I am going to make an effort to understand human emotions and pursue… this." He points at you and then himself. "Then you must also make an effort to understand my emotions and the way I understand things."

You blinked at the adeptus, shock evident in your features as he let out a shaky breath.

"Hold on… I'm pretty sure you just—" You cheeks explode with warmth as you digest the adeptus' words.

"Aether tells me that a relationship is a two-way road. Effort must be made from both ends." Xiao continues, trying to ignore the rose that raises to his cheeks.

"Pause. Pause!" You call, pressing your fingers into your red cheeks. "Xiao, this means you also?..."

The Yaksha blinks at you, cheeks growing darker by the second. He looks bashful as he turns away from you.

"Was that not… evident?"

You blink several times, the information sinking in. You're pretty sure that… this is… wow…

"Really?" You whisper.

"Must I repeat myself?" Xiao asks, turning away.

"Is it really repeating yourself if you haven't really said anything." You grumble, looking away from the adeptus.

"Outlander… There is no one, aside from you, that I would be willing to occupy my time with."

You sink your teeth into your bottom lip. It's not the most elegant of confessions, but it is a confession from the Guardian Yaksha of Liyue. You didn't think you'd ever get to hear something like this.

"I didn't—why are you crying?" Xiao looks nervous as he wipes tears from under your eyes. "I didn't think I'd make you sad."

"I'm not sad, Xiao." You say, smile on your lips as tears continue to fall. "I've never been happier."

0_0_0_0

You're chatting with Xiao when Aether plops down on the branch you're sitting on. It's been a couple days since your altercation with Scaramouche, but you're still a little put off by it. Though you've had time to simmer, you can still feel your hackles rising as Aether sits beside you.

"Uh… Hi." Aether's smile is tight, stressed.

He looks uncomfortable, but you can't find it within you to feel bad or to put him out of his misery. You continue to stare at him, waiting for him to put his words together.

"So… that was not how I planned for that meeting to go…" He admits, rubbing at the back of his head.

"Oh, really? You didn't plan for the Fatui Harbinger to try and murder me? Because that seems so out of character for him." You state.

Xiao taps your lower back with his knuckle. You can't tell if he's trying to offer you support or to tell you to tone it down a notch. Nonetheless, Aether looks really uncomfortable as he sits beside you.

"I didn't… You weren't supposed to remember he existed… He wiped it from Irminsul—that's not the issue here. Listen. I'm really sorry. He panicked and it's not an excuse. I've spoken with him and he's agreed to reign it in. He won't attack you again."

You blink at Aether incredulously. What the hell was this influx of information that he was dumping on you? Not supposed to remember?..

"What are you talking about?" You grumble, rubbing at your temples.

You can feel a headache starting. This was getting to be too much. It was enough that Aether seemed to be teaming up with Fatui Harbingers, but Scaramouche? Really?

"It's really complicated…" Aether sighs, spiking your irritation.

"Well you better get started because I've got nothing but time." You ground out.

It's a lot of information to take it. Trauma is a scary thing, but it doesn't excuse the Harbinger's actions. You don't write off the fact that he tried to kill you. You don't open your arms to him and tell him that there's no hard feelings, because there are. You'd barely breathed a word and he'd tried to kill you. Though you understand his response, you don't condone it. Xiao is even less forthcoming with the Harbinger. Though you agree to meet him again, the adeptus refuses to let you go near him without an escort. You'd like to say it irritated you to have a guard at your side, but it offered you a sense of ease that you wouldn't have being along with the man.

You agreed to meet him again, because Aether is insistent. Even when you suggested Heizou as a teacher. (Bonus: he isn't a murderer.) Aether rebutted that the detective was quite busy and wouldn't have the free time that Sca—Kuni has. Scaramouche is a dead name… It's to be left in a time of past. Though you remember his misdeeds, nobody else does. Kuni is derived from the name he took on at his creation: Kunikuzushi. The full name was not something that he wished to use, but the shortened version did not bother him, apparently.

When you meet him, he does not even look the least bit sorry. In fact, there's a smirk on his lips as you make your way towards him. Your irritation sparks, your fingers clenching into fists. Xiao sends you a wary glance that you choose to ignore.

"Well, well, if it isn't the outlander." Kuni muses.

"Listen, and listen good. If you ever lay a hand on my adeptus again, I will cut your strings. Do you hear me, puppet boy?" Your words are coated in venom, and yet, the boy before you looks excited at your ire.

"Are you this loose lipped because your dog is behind you?" He muses.

Your spear appears in your grip within a split second. Kuni's violet gaze brightens at the aspect of a fight.

"Enough! Both of you." Aether steps in between, Paimon floating behind Xiao.

"Just a friendly spar. Come now, Traveler." Kuni muses, his catalyst floating beside him.

How you wish to tear him apart. Xiao's stepped next to you. You turn your gaze towards him, earning a shake of his head. You press your lips together and shut your eyes. Taking a deep breath, you dispel your weapon.

"A pity." Kuni sighs, putting his hands up when Aether sends him a glare.

"I did not bring you hear to antagonize her." Aether breathed, rubbing at his temples.

"If you'll recall, I was not the one to start that spat." Kuni drawls.

You want to punch him.

"It doesn't matter who started it. Apologize." Aether grumbles.

"Excuse me?" Kuni asks, smirk falling.

"This won't work if you're at each other's throats all the damn time. Apologize so that we can move on."

You have never felt so smug in your damn life as the ex Fatui Harbinger's gaze falls on you. You offer him a smirk of your own. You watch as his eyes twitches. Oh yes, this will be quite amusing.

"Absurd. You expect me to apologize when she came here ready for a fight." Kuni asked, irritation evident in his eyes.

"Do you blame her?" Aether asks, still rubbing at his temples. "Your first greeting was less than graceful."

"Absurd. How was I suppose to act in the face of risk?"

"Kuni. Please." Aether looks haggard.

He's starting to resemble Tighnari. A scary thought when you know what exhaustion accomplishes. You feel a smidgen of guilt at being at least somewhat responsible for Aether's state. In hindsight, you knew he was just trying to play the peacekeeper. It's just the way that he was. Having you heal Kuni was probably just his way of trying to spurt a peace treaty between the two of you. It's unfortunate how unwell that worked out for him. You don't wish to be the cause of Aether's degradation, but you can't be expected to be bubbly with someone who literally tried to cut you in half the first time you met. That, and he did hurt Xiao in the process. The adeptus was the furthest thing from weak, but it didn't mean that you had to like that he was hurt in your stead.

The wanderer's jaw snaps shut, his ire turning towards you.

"I will try my hardest not to try and kill you again." He bites out, looking towards Aether.

"Good. Now you." Aether turns towards you and your smugness washes away.

"Huh?" You ask, incredulously.

"You can't expect things to go well if you show up guns a-blazing."

"Dude literally tried to kill me and you want me to apologize for being angry?" You asked, eyes wide.

"No. I want you to apologize for purposely trying to sabotage this meeting before it even began. You wanted a fight. You'll spar eventually. Now is not the time."

You send Xiao a warry look, but the adeptus has his gaze focused on Kuni. You follow his gaze and find that the ex Harbinger is looking far too smug now. Clenching your jaw, you let a breath out through your nose. Starting a fight wouldn't help in any way. Besides maybe letting you burn some of the aggression you've built up from the incident. Nope… If you lunge at him, it'll cause more bad then good… You'd probably disappoint Xiao as well, and you couldn't go having that now…

"I shouldn't have threatened you. Even if you deserved it." You bite out.

"Ah. Don't you guys feel so much better?" Aether asked, letting out a breath.

"No." Both you and the Wanderer respond simultaneously.

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Chapter 35

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Xiao doesn't know how to describe it. He's been on the receiving end of the Outlander's anger, but he doesn't even think then could surmount to the rage wafting off of her as she threatens the boy before them. He's not aware of who he is, but he's not foolish either. There is an ancient power that comes from the being before him. It may even come from a time long before him. He can't quite tell. He knows what the Fatui are, knows that they attempted to turn the tides with Osial.

It's something else entirely to actually digest the Outlander's threat. Though there's malice in those words, there's also this tone of possessiveness that Xiao's not ever… really felt before. He's been possessed before. Not spiritually, bit physically. He's had a collar so tight around his throat it acted as a vice. He's fed fear and survival long enough to know what they mean. It's not the same. Even as those words come out from gritted teeth, he knows she means them from a place of… love. He felt it too, the day the boy before him attempted to take her life. He still feels a degree of resentment, though Aether does put a damper on those feelings. It doesn't excuse his actions to any degree, but having the traveler vouch for you must mean something. At least, to the Yaksha it does.

Nonetheless, seeing her this upset is doing nothing to lighten his mood. He understands her ire. Shares it even. And yet, a small part of him feels awful for Aether who had been trying, nonstop, to play the peacekeeper. He has mix feelings on peace. He's watched it deteriorate more times than not. He's also seen Morax keep it for millennia at a time. If he's being quite honest, he'd prefer that she didn't scrap it out with the boy they'd just met. He wished she wouldn't rise to such low hanging fruit.

"I think I've got my work cut out for me…" Aether sighs as he more collapses than sits next to him.

Xiao spares him a fleeting glance before turning his attention back towards the outlander. She's sitting with a large enough space between her and the boy beside her to question that they're even working together. The day will be lost if things continue the way that they are.

"We need to start heading back towards Liyue. I don't wish to test my archon's benevolence any further." Xiao states, watching as the outlander summons her polearm.

He watches as the boy's hat tips slightly, indicating that he is watching her out of the corner of his eye. He knows her well enough to know that she won't lunge at the boy. Though he is not right beside her, the wind carries any words they might share, had there been any. For as long as they have sat, they've done so in muted silence.

"Zhongli is probably happy you're traveling." Aether states, golden gaze set on the two below him.

"It was a request I made in haste due to emergency. I mustn't take advantage of his kindness." Xiao reiterates.

"I'm telling you that he doesn't see it that way, Xiao." Aether breathes, leaning back slightly.

His gaze hasn't left the outlander, who is now swinging her polearm in one of the various regiments that Xiao's taught her. She's frustrated, it's evident in her choppy movements and tight grip.

Xiao's not sure what Aether's trying to tell him, but he doesn't wish to repeat himself, so he stays quiet. The blonde sighs from beside him. He's looking quite tired, and though Xiao pities him, he doesn't know of a way to help him.

"We can set out tomorrow." Aether states.

"Will your companion be following?" Xiao asks, eyeing to rough swing that the outlander throws.

"He had agreed to it prior to their meeting."

There's a weak smile on Aether's lips. Xiao pushes himself up, ready to attempt to console the outlander instead of letting her hurt herself with such misguided swings.

"I'll talk to him." He adds, earning a nod from the Yaksha.

Xiao jumps, feeling the wind surround him before his glider guides him towards the outlander. She doesn't pause in her shifty movements, even when he gets closer. He can feel her ire without taking in the pinched brow of the scowl on her face.

"Come, let's go on a walk." He offers, voice gentle.

He doesn't like seeing her this upset. He wishes that he could whisk it away.

"I'm training." She grounded out.

"You're more liable to hurt yourself than acquire any battle sense what with your current training." Xiao explained.

He watched as she sank her teeth into her lower lip. He could tell she was growing more and more frustrated by the second. He wanted to console her, but found no words to do so. What could he say to dispel the anger in her eyes. He was well aware he wasn't the direct cause, so he had no worry in that regard, but still… he missed her smile.

"Let us play that game you love so much." He said walking past her and towards a well-worn path.

"What are you talking about?" She sighed out.

He heard the telltale signs of her weapon being dispelled.

"Is that your first question?" he mused, turning back towards her.

She blinked at him, surprise leaking into her eyes before understanding flickered.

"You go first. Since you suggested it." She said, falling into step beside him.

Xiao glanced up and the canopy above them. He could feel the wander's gaze on his back, but ignored it. To be quite honest, he didn't care much for the boy outside of the fact that he riled up the outlander far too easily.

"Do you think that you will be able to learn from him?" He decided on, watching as her shoulders hitched.

"I don't want to." She admitted, lips pressed into a thin line.

"But could you?" the adeptus asked.

"Maybe. If I understand correctly, I've had my vision longer than he's had his." She explained, rolling her eyes. "And to be quite honest with you, I don't really want to learn from such a dick."

Xiao watched Aether glide towards the boy out of the corner of his eye and he guided the outlander away.

"Aether seems to think you have much to learn from him." Xiao continued.

"Aether also wants to befriend a murderer. His opinion is not very valid at this point." She huffs.

"Maybe you should be more open."

She blinked at the adeptus owlishly before raising a brow.

"My turn." She said, ignoring him. "Why are you so hard pressed on me leaning from Scaramouche?" She asked.

Xiao cocked his head at her. He thought it was pretty clear why he wanted her to learn from him.

"If you learn how to use this new piece of your vision, it is another way in which to keep you safe." He explains effortlessly. "I wish for you to have all the options available to you when concerning your safety."

He watches as her cheeks darken and her gaze bounces around. He hasn't said anything weird, he doesn't think at the very least.

"Alas, I don't think you can learn if the two of you stay at each other's throats." Xiao shrugged his shoulders. "You don't have to be best friends, but learning from him can only provide you with a positive outcome."

"If he doesn't slowly wither down my sanity." She scoffed.

"Well, it took you years, so I wouldn't worry."

She paused, the gears in her head working. Xiao continued to walk, gentle smile on his face as realization finally dawned on hers.

"Hey!" She called, chasing after him. "That's so mean." She pouted.

"You've come to your own conclusions. It is not my fault you assumed them to be negative."

She gaped at him, red cheeked and all. He would trade her anger for these emotions any day of the week. To watch her stumble over her words, the beginnings of a smile on her lips… That would be the easiest trade of his life. With that question answered, it was his turn once again.

"Why were you so upset when he insulted me?" He asked, gaze catching hers.

"Wha—Are you serious?" She exclaimed. "He called you a dog." She said, as if that explained everything.

"That stuff doesn't bother me." Xiao replied, years long passed flashing behind his eyes.

"Well it should!" She hissed. "Far be it for me to sit back and let someone speak ill of you. I won't allow it."

"You shouldn't let something so small irk you. Words can be hurtful, but not as harmful as a blade." The Adeptus explained.

"You're wrong." She said, looking away from him.

The action stumped him, so he stopped, and waited for her to elaborate. As much as she learned from him, he learned from her. He would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy their exchanges.

"A blade wound takes nothing but time to heal, but words can leave lasting damage. Damage that takes years to heal. Millennia even."

Her gaze is piercing when she turns to look at him. He doesn't understand what she's implying, but he wishes to reiterate his point for her.

"Don't allow for others to antagonize you through me." He sighed. "He wished for you to take up your blade. You followed his whims so carelessly."

"Xiao, You literally stabbed him because he threw air at me." She deadpanned.

"It not the sa—"

"It is! I want to protect you too!" She snapped. "I'm not helpless. If he wanted a fight, I was willing to give him one! He doesn't get to bad mouth you. He doesn't get to run his mouth without consequences. Words can hurt far worse than a blade."

Xiao doesn't really get it. He's been on the receiving end of both. In hindsight, he'd rather the blade. There is no questions when facing a blade. It was very straight forward in most cases. The way she explains these things to him makes him feel more confused. He didn't wish to disappoint her, but he was failing to grasp her words.

"I really… Don't understand." He admitted.

She let out a gentle sigh, and try as he might, he couldn't ignore the gentle pang at hearing it.

"You're important too. If you'd be upset at my death, try and imagine how I would feel at yours. My life is not more precious than yours. I don't wish to step on a pedestal for you Xiao. I wish to sit in a tree and laugh with you. I want to go Wind surfing with you. I want to go cliff diving together! And not a damn soul is going to take that from me without a bloody fight."

Xiao blinks at her. She's staring at him expectantly. She wants him to reply, but he's not sure what words are the right ones in this case. He's beginning to understand what she means. It's perhaps, not the fact that him being insulted alone, upset her. She was bearing the weight of being targeted, and then taunted. It's something he's used to after so many years… But she is not. She has not lived the life that he has. He has to constantly remind himself that she is not from here. She has experienced different things from he. At the same time, he must remind himself that even with these difference, they are still able to enjoy each other's company. She still stands next to him. She smiles at him. Still asks him about himself at every chance that she gets.

"I'm still… learning." He says, looking away from her.

He doesn't want to feel like he's disappointing her, but it feels that way nonetheless. He feels her hand on his cheek before she forces his eyes back on her.

"That's all I can ask." She murmurs, smile in place.

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Chapter 36

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After thanking Tighnari profusely, you set off back towards Liyue. Xiao has been pestering more insistently that he couldn't push his favor any further. It was far, it had been a few months since you left Liyue.

You had expected Aether to come back with you, given that he'd squared everything away with the Dendro Archon, but you really didn't think Scaramouche would come with the group. He wasn't really a team player to begin with, but you had made it abundantly clear that you despised him. Maybe he really owed Aether a steep debt. How annoying.

"So. How long are we stuck with Fatui Harbinger?" You asked, turning towards the blonde.

"I'd prefer you didn't call me that." The bane of your existence scoffed.

"And I'd prefer that my party be a group of three and not four." You threw back with an icy smile.

"You're exhausting." Scaramouche sighed.

"No, but for real. Am I really the crazy one here? Like hello? We're just gonna travel around with Scaramouche?" You demanded.

Aether was rubbing at his temples while the Harbinger sent you a fierce glare. Too bad you were immune to those.

"I would prefer that you referred to me as Kuni." He managed to actually sound sincere.

"Well, I would prefer to have Heizou instead of a murderer like a teacher but I guess we can't all get what we want."

"She doesn't want to work with me, why am I wasting my time?" Scaramouche let his irritation through.

"Work with you? Are you serious right now? You do understand that you tried to kill me, right? Murder. Death. How many synonyms do you need?" You demand.

"Will the two of you please?" Aether exasperated. "Outlander, I understand your frustrations. I really do, but I need you to work with me a little. Kuni jumped the gun ok? I'm sure he's learnt his lesson."

"Jumped the gun?! He—"

Your gaze snapped down to your hand, surprised to see the gloved fingers that slipped into yours. Your gaze snapped back up to a yellow gaze, your lips pressed into thin lines.

"But—"

Xiao rose a brow at you, cutting your words up. You clenched the fingers in your hand, trying to convey your point of view.

"It's not—"

He's not even talking and yet he's somehow conveying his disapproval. It's not fair. Why is it so easy for them to accept?

You puff your cheeks out and turn away, trying to bury your augmenting irritation. You aren't angry with Xiao, but the situation is still angering. You know he's trying to be fair to Aether. You've noticed how tired the blonde looks. You know part of it is your fault, but you can't help it! This was literally Scaramouche. And if you didn't have a good opinion of him to start with, him attempting to kill you sure set the tone!

"You gotta teach me how to do that." You heard the miscreant murmur.

"Kuni, please…" Aether implored.

Xiao's still focused on you. For the wanderer's health, you also stay focused on him. You take a deep breath, squeezing his fingers before looking forward. Fine. You would tolerate the Wanderer's existence. Even if he was extremely annoying and vindictive.

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"Is there a reason you have me laying in the grass, staring at the sky?"

You don't bother looking away from the stars above you. You let a slow breath out through your nose. Aether and Scaramouche had gone off to grab some ingredients for dinner. Thankfully Paimon had followed after them. After a long day of walking and bickering, you were happy to flop in the grass next to the Adeptus.

"You've taken to ignoring me now?"

"I'm not ignoring you." You breathe. "I'm taking in my day. Accepting that I'm pretty perturbed at my traveling party but can't do anything to change it. Understanding that I'll probably be pretty irritated for the next few days at the very least given Scaramouche likes to rile me up. Trying to understand Aether when he adamantly thinks I can learn something from the guy."

Xiao lets out a sigh, probably tired of you complaining. He'll have to strap in because this is probably only the tip of the iceberg.

"You should try to trust Aether more." The adeptus offers.

"This is me trying, Xiao." You sigh, turning onto your side.

His eyes fall from the stars and onto you instead. He doesn't move to face you, but he is paying attention. That's all you can really ask for.

"It's really hard for me to just get over a murder attempt." You grumble.

"I'm not an expert on humans by a long shot, but I do understand that fear and desperation are catalyst to rash decision making. Maybe you could offer the Wanderer a clean slate. I will keep a close eye on him. In return, all I ask is that give it a chance."

You let out a small sigh, coming to terms with the fact that Xiao was actually right in this sense… even if it irked you a little.

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Training with Scaramouche is by far the most grueling, awkward thing you have ever done. You two don't know how to talk to each other. More times than not, Aether is close, and you know even if sometimes you can't see him, Xiao is not far either. It's both a pleasant and foreboding feeling. You're happy to feel protected, but uncomfortable that it's necessary in the first place.

Scaramouche does his best to explain how he taps into his vision, but for all his words, he's also new to the vision world. Aether explained that he got his vision when he stepped forth to save him from… himself? It was apparently quite complicated. In all reality, you had some questions for Venti, but that wasn't really possible right now. A small voice in the back of your brain voiced their excitement at the prospect of getting to know him.

"If you aren't going to pay attention, then I'm wasting my time."

You stomped down the irritation that growled angrily from a deep pit inside of you. If you told yourself he was a lot like Xiao with his training, no nonsense, then it was easier to swallow.

"I am paying attention. You're saying the same stuff Kazuha said when he gave me pointers on using a sword. I don't really understand what you guys mean when you just say you 'feel' it." You sighed. "Like, I feel my vision, sure, but I'm not sure how to tap into it. There's no epiphany that goes off in my head. No image to fall back on. To be honest with you, every time I've awakened a different ability with a new weapon it's been an accident." You explain.

Scaramouche looks about as put out as you feel. You kinda feel bad. You try to put yourself in his shoes, and understand where his frustration is brewing from. If you kept trying to explain something differently a couple times and the person still didn't get it, your frustration would grow as well.

"What if my catalyst doesn't offer me an offensive ability? What if it's the healing ability and that's that?" You suggest, sitting on the ground.

You have some new minor cuts and bruises. Scaramouche was not a kind teacher, but in hindsight, the only gentle teacher you've had is Kazuha. You kinda miss him. You'll have to check in with Beidou when you guys get back to Liyue. It'd be nice to see the other wanderer.

"Ridiculous. Every catalyst bearer has an offensive ability, no matter how strong or weak." The ex fatui member stated.

"Ya, well, every catalyst bearer doesn't have proficiency in both the polearm and sword, and yet, here I am." You grumble.

"I don't understand what you are." He suddenly proclaims.

"Human." You offer.

"Are you certain?"

You blink at the question, turning a quirked brow towards him. It's the first time anyone's questioned this aspect of you. It's kinda scary, but he has a point. You've not met anyone with your abilities. Nor have you really met anyone who has some sort of ambassador in their corner like you do. You have a lot of questions.

"I… still bleed like a human." You knew it was a desperate attempt to calm the thoughts raging in your head.

"As does your adeptus, and yet, he does not claim to be human."

Your sink your teeth into your lower lip. He was right, which was starting to make you pretty uncomfortable. Were you still human? If you were to assume you were dead in your world, then the answer was pretty clear… was it not?

"Guys! Dinner!"

Scaramouche's violet gaze falls on Paimon as she waves excitedly from beside Aether who was diligently plating food. Your new thoughts made your stomach queasy. Even though you should probably eat, you really didn't think you could stomach it right now.

"It's not a bad thing." The ex harbinger states, turning his gaze back on you. "Just an observation."

His words didn't quell the angry roar of your thoughts in the slightest. Nonetheless, you forced yourself up and towards the food. Your stomach rolled at the smell, but you continued towards him. Paimon was ravishing a bowl. The sight made you want to yack on the pixie, but you did your best to refrain. You took your portion from Aether with a forced smile, fingers probably gripping the bowl tighter than necessary. You made your way towards the trees that surrounded the small clearing you guys had stopped in for the day. Scanning the canopies, you eventually found what you were looking for.

Setting your food on the ground, behind the tree so Aether couldn't see you blatantly refusing to eat the food he'd made for you, you began climbing the tree with an ease only the couple of years training with Xiao could give you. Eventually, you found a sturdy branch and took a seat.

"You've forgotten your food on the ground." The adeptus pointed out.

"Not really feeling great." You admit.

You watch as Xiao's gaze falls on you, away from the sky he had been appreciating.

"What's wrong?" He asks, lips pressed into a thin line.

"Having a bit of an existential crisis." You admit, fake laughter leaving your lips.

"I… why?"

The adeptus looks a little out of his depth, though you think he should be used to your anarchy by now.

"Scaramouche asked me an interesting question. I thought I knew the answer… but now I'm not too sure." You admit.

Xiao's just watching you, listening to you, but not interrupting. He's giving you the floor, which is probably one of your favorite things about him. Xiao, while he still has trouble with certain social cues, he gives himself the space to learn.

"How am I sure that I'm human?" You ask.

Xiao goes through a couple facial expressions. It's pretty comical, if you had to admit. You watch as his eyes betray all the emotions he probably was trying to hide, small smile in place. It's kind of scary, questioning your whole existence.

"What a ridiculous notion. What does it matter?" the adeptus settles on.

You blink at him, surprised at his answer. You had expected him to elaborate on the fact that you were human… that what Scaramouche was saying was absolutely insane… but he had kind of blown that expectation out of the water.

"It doesn't freak you out?" You asked, fingers playing with the cuff of your shirt out of nervousness.

"Why would it?" Xiao asks, raising a brow. "Does it bother you that I am not human?" He follows up.

"I don't care what you are, as long as I get to call you mine." You smile as the adeptus' cheeks darken.

"What are you even going on about?" He grumbles, spurring on your smile.

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Chapter 37

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"What do you picture when using an anemo catalyst?" Scaramouche asks.

You bite your tongue to keep from telling him a murder attempt foiled and a blade in his shoulder. You're trying to do better. It's not going to win you any awards to continue to be so damn aggressive to the ex Fatui Harbinger.

"Someone punching or kicking with air and an angry gremlin with wind blades."

Ok. Baby steps then.

Scaramouche's eyes flash bright, amusement highlighted in his violet hues. You would have preferred irritation, though it's probably better that the two of you don't get into a scuffle when you'd promised Xiao you would at least attempt to be nice.

"What style do you see yourself taking on?" Scaramouche asks, apparently also trying to be civil.

Aether has probably been on his case. Fine, if the murderer could be civil, you could do so as well. Far be it for him to get a leg up on you in any fashion.

"Healing." You reply.

"So I've heard. Doesn't give you much of an offensive ability." He sighs.

"In hindsight, I do have proficiency with a polearm and I'm not bad with a sword." You shrug.

"In the end, you're saying you'll only rely on the catalyst for its healing properties." He surmised.

"Honestly? Probably." You admit. "Wouldn't hurt to learn how to use it offensively, but the chances of me using it instead of the polearm are pretty nigh." You admit.

"Would it help if you had an opponent?" Scaramouche asked.

You rose a brow at him, but he looked sincere.

"Though I suggest you inform your friend. I don't fancy getting stabbed. Again." He sighed.

"Ya. Ok." You shrugged.

A part of you was excited at the aspect of a match against the ex-Fatui member. Another was nervous. Nervous to disappoint. Nervous to be made a fool.

Both Xiao and Aether seem skeptical when the two of you bring up the plan. Aether is trying to see through Scaramouche while Xiao raises a single eyebrow at you. You shrug one shoulder, playing far cooler than you feel.

"We'll watch from close." Xiao supplies.

"And step in should either of you get a little too… excited." Aether finishes off.

Oh, how the fan girls would love if they finished each other's sentences in cut scenes. The thought brought the corner of your lips up.

"I'm serious, outlander." Aether's gaze slid towards you.

"I'll play nice." You lift a hand and place the other over your heart. "Scout's honor."

"Scout's what now?…" the blonde mumbled.

"Ok short stuff. I'm ready."

"My height is the best thing you could come up with?"

"I got time. Just remember. You asked." You tossed a smile over your shoulder.

"I look forward to it." The ex-harbinger replied with a smile of his own; full of sharp edges.

"I'm getting bored!"

Your chest constricts, your breathing heavy as you throw yourself out of the path of yet another wind blade.

"God you are such an asshole!" You hiss, stumbling on your legs.

"Will you make him fight all of your battles?" Scaramouche demands.

You let out a guttural cry of rage, eyes burning as they find the ex Fatui member. He's flying, because of fucking course he is.

You throw yourself behind a boulder, flinching as the wind blade causes the boulder to shake. How you long for your polearm to be in your fingers. To spring over this bolder and to slam into the damn miniscule jackass.

"Will you always hide behind his back?!"

"Shut up!" You yell, growling as yet another blade hit the boulder, pieces raining down above.

You turned to check the ex-Harbinger's position, putting your arms up to cover your head.

"That's stupid." He growled as you ran at him.

"Shut. Up!" You growl, dodging another wind blade.

You dodged another, pulling off a pretty cool spin move before bringing your arms down to catch your balance. You watched as violet eyes widen before his arms go up. You're surprised at first, when a wall of force seems to smash into the ex Fatui member. In a flash, the smirk is no longer there, he is laying flat in the grass below. You want to feel excited, but a wave of exhaustion hits you hard enough to have you staggering on your feet. You stumble back, sighing as an arm catches you.

"And you were worried I'd bully him?" You breathe out a laugh that sounds more like a wheeze than anything else.

"I said no such thing." The adeptus replied.

You glanced towards the ex Fatui harbinger. Aether is pulling him to his feet. You're surprised given the pride he sports.

"You good, pancake?" You call out.

"Pancake?" Paimon questions to your absolute delight.

"You should have seen his face when that wall hit! Hah!" You wheeze again, though it's one hundred percent from mirth.

Aether coughs to hide something suspiciously close to laughter.

"Talking pretty big for someone who can't even stand on their own." Scaramouche growls.

"Don't be jealous." You muse.

The ex Fatui member scoffs at you, growing your grin exponentially.

"What the hell was that?"

"Good thing it slammed into you from the front. You can't get much shorter." You offer a sweet smile as the Fatui Harbinger seethes.

"So you can summon a wall of force?" Aether asks, too excited to really worry about the wanderer's growing frustrations.

"Is that what that was?" You mumble, feeling seriously light headed. "I gotta sit."

Xiao brings you to the ground. The sky is spinning, which is probably not very good. You're starting to feel a little nauseous as a container of water is pushed into your hands. You bring it to your lips, eyes shutting as you take a sip. The liquid is cool as it slips down your throat, quenching a thirst you hadn't realized was there.

"It's definitely something you can use to your advantage in battle." You hear the Wanderer mention, sounding like he's in thought. "But the ramifications seem far too steep. In battle, we can't promise to have your back at all times. If that ability is a one and then out of commission… it's not something worth focusing on."

You open your eyes after some time. The sky has stopped spinning, but the weight of your limbs is far too much. Even to continue holding the water to your lips. Xiao's got worry in his eyes as he takes it from your hands. Aether also looks worried, but you're focusing on violet eyes because shit. He's right. If your exhaustion is a direct consequence of using that power, it's fucking useless.

"I feel like my arms are a thousand pounds." You admit, watching as your best friend cocks his head sideways.

Kazuha's words from way back when come to mind. He had only briefly mentioned his thoughts on you possibly using a delusion, but your body's state is bringing all those worries back to the forefront of your mind. It had been ages since you had seen, much less spoken to the samurai. What if he was right? What if you had somehow been using a delusion this entire time and it was finally taking its toll on your body? What if this was your freedom being sucked from you? What karma it would be for being so petty with the ex-Fatui Harbinger?

"What?" Xiao asks, startling you from your thoughts.

"Kazuha said something to me a long time ago when I was learning the sword." You mumble, feeling rather exhausted.

"What does Kazuha have to do with any of this? Paimon is confused." The pixie states.

"He mentioned that my abilities were strange." You force out, your body working against you.

You're fighting to stay awake. You have experienced this type of exhaustion before, but you don't want to relate to things from your past. You don't want to even think about what this reminds you of.

"What else?" Scaramouche demands.

"He mentioned that it could be caused by an excessive use of a delusion."

Even though you're fighting the urge to let your eyes fall closed, Scaramouche's flinch is noticeable enough to draw everyone's attention. He reaches towards you, not deterred by anyone. Your limbs refuse to work with you as your eyes finally fall closed. You can't fight your body's immediate need for sleep, and soon after, succumb to its desire.

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Xiao fights every urge from within himself to simply slice off the hand reaching towards her. He has been around her when she is weak. He's been the direct cause. It's a lot of concentration to not spiral at the thought that this might be him again. She hasn't used her healing ability in months. He hasn't let her, and yet… she is still suffering?

Aether's got his hands held in front of him passively, imploring that Xiao doesn't activate the fight roaring inside of him. The wanderer reaches towards her hip, and though he doesn't summon his spear, Xiao's fingers itch for it. Even as one arm holds her to his chest and the other keeps them both balanced on the ground.

The wanderer finds what he's looking for. He flips the vision in his hands easily enough, studying it intently. Xiao doesn't know what he's looking for, but he doesn't like how easily the wanderer got his hands on it. He wants to snatch it from him. Clip it back to her hip where it belongs. Visions are not to be toyed with. The only thing keeping him from pouncing is the way Aether is chewing his lip, distracted by the wanderer's gaze.

"It's not a delusion." Comes the verdict.

"What in all archons is a delusion?" Xiao demands, finally letting some of his irritation seep through.

"A Fatui made device that zaps human life force in exchange for vision like abilities." Aether explains easily.

Xiao doesn't understand the relief he sees in the blonde's eyes after hearing that explanation. The Fatui have always been notoriously 'bad' all things considered, but he had never imagined they'd be able to create something so vile. Has their creation blighted the lands of Liyue? Spread chaos in the wake of his leave?

"It was a diversion used to distract Beelzebul. When her gnosis was still part of my agenda, we hoped that the civil war in Inazuma would keep her and all other adversaries occupied. The Fatui funded things behind the scenes." The wanderer explained.

"Right! That's what happened with… Teppei…" Paimon leads off, small frown on her lips.

"You thought that she was using one?" Xiao demands.

"She brought it up." The wanderer rose a brow, as if inviting the adeptus' ire.

"It doesn't matter. Kuni says it isn't a delusion. Why the sudden oncoming exhaustion though?" Aether asks.

"Her abilities are unconventional. At some point, there must be drawbacks. You've already seen it in her healing abilities. Why not in her offensive abilities as well?" Kuni asks.

"She never faced these drawbacks when we trained with the polearm." Xiao states, narrowing his eyes.

"It was the first weapon. Something not unconventional for vision bearers to have." Aether theorized.

"Did she not mention learning the sword from a Kazuha?" Kuni offers.

"There were no signs of a drawback then either. To be perfectly honest, she just favored the polearm." The blonde replied with a shrug.

"The first time she used her catalyst, she was fine. It was only long-term use that caused problems. Could it merely be her catalyst that is causing problems?" Xiao asked, frown set in place.

"Good point." Aether sighed. "Maybe we should limit its use for well. It's not as if she isn't proficient with her polearm. It's not necessary that she use the catalyst to survive."

Xiao sighed, pushing himself up and picking the outlander up with practiced ease. Aether and Kuni both give him questioning gazes, which cause him to look away.

"I want to get back to Liyue sooner, rather than later. I don't wish to dally here any longer than necessary."

Aether smiled, nodding slightly.

"Sorry for the delay." The blonde says, grabbing his bag.

"I've not been to Liyue in… some time." Kuni murmurs, more to himself than anything else.

"Not really necessary when you already have a harbinger keeping an eye on things." Xiao grumbles, earning an amused huff from the wanderer.

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Chapter 38

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Xiao can only describe the feeling of seeing the harbor in the distance as relief. The weight on his back serves as a reminder as to why he pushed so hard. Both Aether and the Wanderer kept with his pace easily enough. Maybe Barbados blessed them to keep up with his erraticism.

There's movement behind him. Shuffling, as if her muscles are coming back to life. Her grip on his shoulders tightens, a heavy breath fanning out across the back of his neck and down his collarbones. A shudder goes down his spine, cheeks darkening as she sighs again.

"Xiao, Paimon thinks you shouldn't be having gutter thoughts while the Outlander is sleeping on your back." The pixie leers, smirk making the adeptus even more embarrassed.

"Shut up, Paimon." The statement is followed by a yawn. "Only I'm allowed to bully Xiao."

The adeptus tries to push back the warm feeling blooming in his chest at the way the outlander is squeezing his shoulders in a hug. He's a Yaksha for Archons' sake! Not some love sick puppy.

"I just had the most amazing nap of my freaking life." She sighs happily, leaning her chin on his shoulder.

"Nap? You've been asleep for over half the day." Aether mused.

"Oh shit, for real? You carried me all that time?" She said, leaning her face up to look at him.

"He refused to let either of us touch you. Not that I can complain. I didn't really wanna carry you anyways." The Wanderer huffed out.

"Cause I would have crushed you." She mumbled.

"Maybe you should eat less then." The Wanderer retorted.

"Nah. You're just teeny-tiny." She mused, breath tickling as she laughed.

"We should have just left you there. It would have been that much quieter."

"You'd miss me." She replied, sending the wanderer a smile far too innocent.

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Waking up on Xiao's back is… an experience. Not negative, but definitely a warm feeling. The feeling of his grip on your legs tightening as the world comes into focus… the way that his hair tickled your cheek as he turned towards you, offering you his undivided attention… god you loved this guy.

Arguing with the miscreant is probably your favorite pastime. He bickers back and forth, and it's starting to feel more like fun teasing instead of the passive aggressive behaviors you've been throwing at each other.

"You gonna let him carry you in?" The Wanderer scoffs.

"I'm sure if you ask Aether nice enough, he'll consider it." You muse.

"Don't even think about it. You can literally fly." The blonde huffs.

You grin as the ex-Fatui Harbinger rolls his eyes. Xiao's grip on your legs tightens somewhat, gaining your attention. It's a silent warning. Rein it in, stop riling up the Wanderer. A pity, you were having fun.

"Paimon thinks we should go check in with Katheryne." The pixie declares, earning a nod from Aether.

"I'll catch up with you guys later." He says, turning to follow after Paimon.

"Wait! I'm not certified to babysit!" You call out.

"Play nice, Outlander." The blonde responds with a sigh.

It's more fond than anything else, so you don't fight as he disappears into the Liyue crowd. Xiao doesn't linger very long, setting his destination to the Wangshuu Inn. To his credit, the Wanderer keeps up with you easily enough. In your own room, you ache for nothing more than the sweet embrace of your bed, but you don't think leaving the yaksha and ex-Fatui member together is the greatest of ideas.

"You should rest." Xiao said as you glanced back at your shut door longingly.

"And leave you and Teeny to bond alone? I could never." You huffed, knocking into the Adeptus amicably.

"I don't need you to babysit me." The Wanderer grounds out.

"And miss out on such a ball of sunshine? Could never lose out on the opportunity." You muse, earning a roll of the ex fatui's eyes.

"Maybe you should play that game you love so much with him." Xiao suggested.

You raise a brow at the yaksha, questioning his intentions while the Wanderer seemed intrigued.

"Hm. Could be interesting." You agree.

The three of you walk out onto Xiao's balcony. You throw your arms up in a stretch, letting out a happy sigh.

"I miss this place." You admit, your arms falling back to your side.

"What is this game you mentioned?" The ex-fatui member asked, a smidgen of awe in his voice.

Its… interesting, and somewhat sad. He looks like a child when he peers at you with such curiosity. It's innocent, with not a hint of a smirk or animosity of any kind. Just pure, unadulterated curiosity.

"It's a question for a question." You explain, keeping it simple. "You can pass, but that costs a price."

"A price?" The Wanderer asked, brow raised.

"Xiao and I usually deal in food or snide remarks." You shrug while the adeptus scoffs at you.

"You want me to cook for you?" The Wanderer asked with a raised brow.

"Not particularly. Please don't skip." You implored before chuckling to let him know it was a joke. "I would say that we don't ask any personal questions, but it's kind of the point. Ask whatever you're comfortable with." You add, a small attempt to put the Wanderer's anxieties at ease.

"Who starts?" he questions.

"What do you like to do in your free time? Other than terrorize small children? Well… smaller than you." You offer an innocent smile as the Wanderer's gaze narrows.

You watch as he thinks, as he tries to calculate a hidden question in between the lines. There is nothing hiding in the shadow of those words, but you understand his hesitation. It's not necessarily for you. You don't know the wanderer. You don't know the boy who took on the alias, Scaramouche. You can barely say you know who Kuni is. At least this is a start. It's slow going, but so was the game when you and Xiao first started talking.

"A long time ago… I was taught the art of sword making, by a friend."

The Wanderer is looking anywhere but you. It's endearing, watching as his hands clench at his side, telling of his nerves louder than his voice ever could.

"I haven't tried it in… a long time… but I do remember enjoying the process… I think."

You wait patiently, to see if he'll add anymore, but he's stopped. And he looks wound up tighter than a corkscrew. All efforts to put him at ease are tossed out the window. You see that the past is something he holds under lock and key… much like Xiao. The comparisons between the two of them are starting to add up.

"Ok. Now it's your turn." You offer, leaning against the bannister where the adeptus has taken a seat.

"What do I ask?" The Wanderer questions.

"Whatever you want." You shrug.

"What do you… like to do in your free time?"

You let out a breath of a laugh, amused at how out of place the Wanderer both looks and feels.

"Pester a grumpy adeptus." You muse, earning a raised brow from said adeptus. "Listen to stories of Aether's travels. I actually even enjoy training with Xiao."

"What's that supposed to mean?" The Yaksha inquires.

"You are a tyrant. Don't even try to act all innocent." You roll your eyes at his innocent look.

"Did you think you'd get an anemo vision?" You question.

"I didn't think I'd get any vision." The Wanderer admits easily. "I thought the delusion would be my only way to protect myself. It's different having a vision. Like finding a long lost puzzle piece. It just fits." He explained, starting to look more relaxed.

You hummed to let him know you were listening. Aether had divulged a lot of the ex-fatui's past to you. You never really thought you'd get this type of opportunity to share about yourselves. Not once had you ever thought that you would be inclined, much less actually attempting to get to know the Wanderer like this.

"What was your other world like?"

You blink out of your stupor, cocking your head slightly at the boy. He looks a bit nervous asking that question, turning his head away. Seeing Scaramouche acting so bashful is kinda amusing, but it proves a sincerity as well. He is genuinely curious.

"Hm… it's a lot more advanced than Teyvat…. Or well, what I have seen and… uh, studied of Teyvat." You state.

"Your world knows of ours?" The Wanderer's interests are peaked.

"Pieces of it." You admit. "It's… like a game. We get to choose characters to play as and we explore Teyvat. When I started the game, I explored as Aether. As I grew, I switched to Xiao." You add, watching as the adeptus turned his attention towards you, listening to your words, interests peaked. "I was really sick in my world. I was bedridden for ninety-nine percent of my day. We had these… stories that we could play, but like, they were… how to explain this?… it was like our imagination could be reflected in front of our very eyes. And Teyvat had so much to share with its rich history and characters."

"Is this… why you knew who I was?" The Wanderer asked.

"I mean… last I had played, you weren't exactly the guy I'm standing before right now." You say with a shrug. "Last I had seen you, you had a thing for purple and red, and were a super asshole about Teppei."

"Then you have no knowledge of the more recent developments in Teyvat." He says more to himself than anything else. "What is the last thing that you… played?"

"Xiao in the Chasm, learning about Bosacius."

"You saw that?" Xiao's eyes widen somewhat.

"Ya, I did." You offer a small smile. "It's the first time I got any information about a Yaksha that wasn't you. It was sad, watching you yearn to talk to him and not really… get the chance."

Xiao presses his lips together and turns his attention back towards the sky. You can tell by the rigidness in his back that he's uncomfortable. It must be, learning someone watched your past as a form of entertainment. You wonder if a piece of him still resents you for it. You hope not… but you would understand if that was the case.

"This… is strange." The ex-fatui mutters to himself. "I feel exposed."

"I would apologize, but I didn't think you guys existed." You shrug.

"I'm not sure whether that makes it worse or not."

"Ya. Xiao didn't like it either when I explained it to him." You let out a small sigh.

"I don't suppose he would."

It's awkward telling anyone about your world, much less the Wanderer. There are few people that you trust with this information… alas… you had to offer an olive branch. In hindsight, you thought this was going a lot better than you had originally thought it would. At least the two of you were able to enjoy a conversation without ripping each other's heads off.

"What's your favorite food?"

The Wanderer blinks at you, as if pulled from a trance. Or maybe he's just surprised that you're asking such a question after what you guys had been talking about. Far be it for you to linger on the awkward without filling the silence.

The rest of your day passes with questions asked between the two of you, aided along sometimes by the Yaksha. It's peaceful, sitting on Xiao's balcony with the Liyuen wind in your hair. Even the Wanderer begins to relax some, his ridiculously large hat set beside him, leaning against the railing. You even manage to share a few laughs here and there, though the ex-fatui member smirks more than lets out any sounds of mirth. He reminds you somewhat of your adeptus with his fear of overstimulating emotions. Not for the first time, you wonder if Venti has a checklist for handing out his visions.

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Chapter 39

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Xiao pushes himself up from the banister. The moon is high in the sky, it's light a beacon to help him maneuver in the dark. He pulls a blanket from a storage chest on his balcony.

"How often does she fall asleep up here for you to have that prepared?" The Wanderer muses as the adeptus drapes the blanket over her shoulders.

"When we first met… she was quite persistent." Xiao states.

"If you're about to get all mushy, I'd prefer you didn't." The ex-fatui member huffed.

"I was just answering your question." The yaksha replied, sitting next to her.

"Was it just her, who was persistent?" The wanderer asks.

Xiao blinks at him before cocking his head somewhat. He doesn't understand the question. What is Kuni trying to insinuate?

"Aether's companion mentioned that… a Zhongli?… said you were quite frantic when she was sick."

Xiao feels embarrassment creeping up his neck, his gaze falling to the side. Morax said he was frantic? How appalling, to be in such a state in front of his archon… he was sure to face consequences.

"It's not something I'm proud of." Xiao admits.

"Why not? She means something to you. It's not something to be ashamed of."

Xiao finds himself turning back towards the Wanderer, a look so vulnerable in that violet gaze it compelled him to listen.

"It can get lonely… facing the world alone." He admits, a small, rueful smile on his lips. "You got lucky enough that she shares the same sentiments for you. Don't take that for granted."

Xiao hums at the Wanderer's words, surprised at the wisdom he was showing.

"Speaking from experience?" He asks, turning back towards him.

The boy gives him a knowing look, smirk rising on his lips.

"We're not that close." He muses, earning a scoff from the adeptus. "You should get her inside before she catches yet another cold." He then adds.

"And you?"

"Have we been together long enough for you to actually worry about my wellbeing?" He let out a bemused chuckle.

"If you plan on staying close to Aether, that means that you'll be close to her." Xiao inclines his head towards the outlander. "And if you'll be spending time with her… then I would rather you be an asset more than an enemy."

The Wanderer processes his words, blinking slowly.

"I like you. You're easy to talk to. There are no hidden meanings behind your words. You speak without poison lacing them. It's refreshing."

Xiao hums, shifting a bit closer to her as her body leans towards the ground. Her head falls onto his shoulder, fitting there as if they were pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

Talking to the Wanderer was not difficult per se. Beating the dark and angry part of him that demanded blood for what he had done on their first meeting… well, that was hard. No matter the facade he put up for her, in the beginning, it was a constant fight between the part of himself that sought to protect and the part of himself that trusted Aether. He spent many hours late at night contemplating the pros and cons. The Wanderer has proven himself to be an ally to them, albeit, one with thorns. The outlander has finally begun to settle down around them. In turn, the voices that chanted for carnage also seemed to simmer down.

"I'm going to go find the Traveler and see what the plan is for the future." The Wanderer states, heading into the Wangshuu Inn.

"I'm going to get her to her room." Xiao replied as the Wanderer disappeared down the stairs.

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It's quiet, the wind rustling the tree branches bringing you a tranquility you couldn't quite feel away from home. There was something to be said about the smells in Liyue versus those of Sumeru. They both boast a prosperous plant life, but Liyue's is familiar in a way that Sumeru's can never be. It's lands hold many hours of exploring even before you woke up and breathed in its air. Mondstatd also held many hours of traveling and events that you lived before seeing Teyvat in person.

"Where are we going?"

You opened your eyes, the tranquility bubble bursting as your traveling companion spoke up. Leave it to the Wanderer to not understand the beauty of Liyue.

"Training. Xiao said he needs to meet up with Zhongli to discuss some stuff. I think he's more worked up over nothing, but if it helps put him at ease, than by all means." You breathe out, poking at your catalyst as it appears before you.

"You want to train with me?" The Wanderer asks, raised brow speaking of his skepticism.

"Can't learn if I don't train." You shrug your shoulders.

"I won't carry you if you collapse." He quips.

"Whatever." Is your lame reply, followed by a roll of the eyes.

The two of you train against each other and random monsters you stumble upon in the wilds. Hillichurls are easy to dispatch. The Wanderer's wind blades are a great support to your hand-to-hand tactics on the ground. You startle at the sound of gunfire, only to hear a grunt above you. You look up to see the Wanderer clutching at the same shoulder Xiao had pinned to the floor only a short month ago. His ability to fly falters, and he sinks to the ground less gracefully than he probably would have liked.

You step in front of him, polearm dissipating in the wake of your sword. In a flash, there is a force field surrounding the two of you, bullets of flame ricocheting in every which generation. Sweat slips out your temple as your sword vanishes, and in its stead, your catalyst appears at your side. You send a glance towards the Wanderer, who's eyes are a vibrant violet and filled with malice as they pin themselves on the oncoming fatui brigade.

"This is kinda amusing." You admit, dry laugh leaving your lips.

"Shut up." He grumbled as you placed your hand over the bullet wound.

"I used to hate running into you assholes in the game. The worse is those fucking water and ice assholes."

"They have names."

"They sure do. Ice fucker, water fucker, geo fucker, fire fucker, invisible f—"

"I get it. You have such a way with words." The Wanderer bit out.

"And don't get me started on the horny bitch and the mirror bitch. Like you guys found the most annoying people possible or what?"

"I had no control over recruitment. Otherwise the ginger never would have made it."

"Far be it for someone with a soul to survive your organization. You need to surround yourself with better people."

"I'm. Trying." The Wanderer bit out.

You blinked, surprise leaking in.

"Packing that away for later, cause that was lowkey adorable, fine." You huffed, shutting your eyes.

Taking a deep breath, you ran through your arsenal of song lyrics you had stored away. Many hours at the hospital on bed rest left you with little to do. Memorizing songs with Sara was one of your favorite pastimes. Sometimes the nurses would pop in on your performances, chastising you with a smile to keep it down, that the other patients could hear you. The two of you always told them to let them know you weren't charging for the experience.

"I'm bigger than my body," You start, startling the ex-fatui harbringer. "I'm colder than this home, I'm meaner than my demons, I'm bigger than these bones…" You led off, wincing as the skin in your shoulder tore.

Letting out a shaky breath, you continued. "And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me", I can't help this awful energy, God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?"

You pulled your hand away, purple substance sticky as you wiped it on your pant leg. You'd have to deal with it later. A piece of you felt off kilter at the coldness of the liquid. In hindsight, you knew the Wanderer wasn't human… but cold blood(?) was just weird.

"Your voice isn't half bad." The ex-fatui member mused, pushing himself up.

You smiled ruefully at his comment as you examined the skin that had stitched itself back together around his shoulder. You pulled your shirt away from your wound, please to see that it was only a fraction of the wound that the Wanderer had sustained.

"Why would you do something so stupid?" He grumbled, violet gaze glued to your wound.

"As bullheaded as I am, I'm not stupid enough to think I can take on a platoon of Fatui without your help." You say, testing your shoulder movement.

It's sore, but not enough to put you out of commission. You dispel your catalyst, your polearm appearing within your fingers again.

"Alright. We got a mirror bitch, an Ice fucker and a water fucker."

"The electro mage… are you referring to her as the 'horny' bitch?" The Wanderer muses.

"Have you heard her talk in the heat of battle?! Dude… like come on."

"I didn't often fight with my subordinates." The Wanderer has a smirk of his own as your words sink in.

"Better start then." You muse, setting off a wind blade with your polearm.

"Copy-cat." The catalyst user huffs, earning a grin from you as it knocks the hydro user back a few paces.

"I'll take out the healer, do me a favor and deal with the mirror bitch." You call, taking off towards the stunned Fatui member. "Please." You add sweetly.

When you attack, there are real repercussions. There is no fading away to dust. There is real blood and cries of pain. You do your best not to deal lethal damage, opting instead to knock your opponents unconscious. The Millelith eventually stumble towards your location, shocked at the scene before their eyes. You've a few more scrapes to show for your endeavors, but you're none the worse for wear. Even the Wanderer seems pretty pleased with your joint efforts in detaining the fatui members who had attacked the two of you out of the blue. You wondered, somewhere far in the back of your brain, whether there was a small form of regret from the Wanderer when it came to booking some of his old comrades.

"Your adeptus will find a way to chastise me for your misjudgment." The Wanderer muttered as the Millelith set off with your catch.

"My adeptus doesn't make my choices for me. I needed a partner in battle so I healed you. End of discussion."

"He doesn't like me much. I would rather not give him more reason."

"He likes you just fine. In fact, he spoke in your favor when I was… less inclined to befriend you."

"Are we friends?" the ex-fatui member asks incredulously. "This is news to me."

"Well. Acquaintances is probably a better term." You hum.

"Must you always try and kill the mood?" He huffed.

"You wish to be friends with me?" You blinked, looking down at him.

"I wish to put Aether at ease. If it means befriending you, it's something easily within reach. Don't you think?" The Wanderer asks, with a raised brow.

"Wow." You draw out, looking up at the sky. "Venti, this one isn't emo enough." You murmured, while the Wanderer scrutinized you.

"If you aren't interested, you could just say so." The catalyst user huffed.

"Cool your jets Pinocchio." You rolled your eyes. "I wouldn't mind being friends with you. Just know that this contract includes and does not limit itself to: sarcastic demeanor, downright diabolical stupidity at times, good food, pretty chill nights and just plain rude comments when I see fit." You hum, offering him a genuine smile.

You let him process your words, watching as he scrutinizes you. He searches your eyes for what seems like an eternity before he lets out a gentle sigh.

"I accept." He murmured.

"Oh, Aether is gonna be happy as a pig in shit. Let's go find him." You mused, turning tail and heading towards Liyue Harbor, the ex-fatui right on your heels.

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Chapter 40

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You start venturing out to complete commissions for Katheryne. She is elated with your recovery, the two of you chatter amicably between jobs. She remarks that you're rearing right out of the gates, something that you say is due to the fact that you're just happy to be back in the field.

"Maybe Katheryne is right, and you should take it more easy…" Aether suggests as the two of you wave at the Adventurer Guild's liaison.

"Why?" You ask, raising your brow at you companion.

"You have been taking on plenty of commissions… are you struggling financially?"

"What–No. Verr is barely charging me. Apparently being attached to the Hero of Liyue and Guardian Yaksha has its perks." You huff out.

"Ah. I knew you were just hanging out with me for the perks." Aether sighed dramatically.

"For what else?" You deadpanned before the two of you chuckled.

"You would tell me if there was an issue right?" The blonde asked, turning back to a more serious note.

"I swear I'm good. Xiao's been disappearing a lot. I think he's stressed after being gone for over a month. It's like he's working twice as hard to make up for lost time. If you're gonna worry about someone, worry about him. He's gonna work himself into an early damn grave." You grumbled.

You hadn't been able to see Xiao much in the last couple of weeks. More times than not, he would pass by like in a breeze. You checked in on each other. Sometimes you noticed him land on your windowsill in the dead of night. Whether it was to check in on you or to make sure no one else was paying you a late night visit was something you hadn't figured out yet. In hindsight, you had yet to hear from your possible ally since the damn catalyst. Besides knowing that Xiao paid a price to have his karma cleansed from you, you were no closer to figuring out what that price was. Even Aether couldn't tell you. Xiao shrugged his shoulders every time you asked. It was absolutely infuriating. Did he know what he paid or was he just playing dumb? Not even Kuni could tell you anything. He'd not been around until after your recovery. You wish you could find the answer, just to be certain that there was no ticking time bomb. Just to feel like you could take a full breath…

"No matter what either of us say, he's gonna do his own thing." Aether shrugged.

"I know…" You murmured. "I just… Zhongli told him to go right? So like, he must know that he doesn't have to push himself this hard? Like there is literally no reason for him to be fighting alone like this…"

"Maybe you should be having this conversation with him. It's not like telling me is going to change his opinion." Aether remarked.

"You are literally the worst best friend ever." You groaned.

"Maybe try Kuni. Though, to be honest, I don't think he'd listen to you whine any longer than I would." The blonde mused.

"No thanks. I choose life." You responded.

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Later that evening, you climbed up to Xiao's private balcony, making your way above and onto the roof. Like you assumed, the Yaksha was nowhere to be seen. You missed having him at your side like he was in Sumeru. You were aware of the difference of his status in Sumeru versus his status here… but he could still rely on you somewhat. It would make you less stress, that's for certain.

As you were spiraling in your own thoughts, a weight landed on your shoulder, grabbing your attention. Shifting your focus, a gentle twitter filled the air, drawing a small smile from you.

"Hey Melody. Been a long time. How's it shakin'?" You mused.

The bird on your shoulder sang happily before picking at its feathers. Seeing it (couldn't tell its gender without manhandling it, and something told you that Melody wouldn't like that very much) on your shoulder brought on the intensity of what the last few months had been like for you and, by proxy, the people closest to you.

"Outlander?"

Startled from your thoughts, you found Xiao standing before you, brow raised. There was something shockingly similar to blood smeared under his right eye. He must have rubbed at it given the way it was smudged. With a sigh, you stood, Melody hopping off your shoulder as you tore some of the fabric of your sleeve.

"What are you doing?" The Yaksha asked, slightly alarmed at your movements.

"Cleaning your face." You responded before dumping some water onto the fabric.

You made your way towards Liyue's protector, fingers gentle as they dabbed and wiped at the smear. Upon closer inspection, there were speckled drops on his cheek and neck as well.

"How bad was it that you made such a mess?" You asked, relieving him of the dried mess on his neck.

"I can clean myself." He grumbled.

"I'm sure you can." You replied, finishing the job anyways.

"I took care of it." He added.

"I've no doubt." You added, voice clipped.

"Why are you angry with me?" The Yaksha inquired.

"I'm not angry with you, Xiao." You huffed, dropping your hand.

With nothing to distract you anymore, you were forced to face him head on. In that bright gaze, you found doubt. You found a closed door. You found someone who was far too used to relying on no one but themselves. Xiao was an interesting character to play in Genshin, but from the many hours you spent playing with him in your party of four… and the years you guys have come to spend a lot of time together, it was easy to forget that he wasn't close with anyone. You had weaseled your way in, but it wasn't from lack of trying that your find yourself standing before him right now. You've known him in person for nearly two years, and yet… you didn't know much about him. He was recluse… and that was ok, in principal… but having a partner… being in a relationship, meant that the two of you should rely on each other. You hated seeing him looking this… out of whack. With blood splattered on his face because he didn't have the time to wash it off… with a haunted look in his eyes because he didn't know how to rely on people, much less trust someone with a plea for help.

It tugged at your heartstrings. It made you want to scream, and shake him. It made you want to demand why he couldn't rely on you. Why couldn't he just ask for help?! In the same breath… though you know so little… you know enough. Though he talks nothing of his past, you can see the way the shadows of his brothers and sisters hang on his shoulders. The way he steps away from people more often than welcome new people into his circle. It's the way he often checks in on you without a word. Without a demand in return. As if you are worth the time, and he is not.

"I'm gonna touch you." You murmured, the Yaksha's eyes fluttering somewhat at your bluntness.

"You didn't ask a minute ago—"

You didn't let the Yaksha finish his quip. Instead, you stepped into his personal space, watching as his shoulders tensed and his words died on his tongue. Though your movement is fluid as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, you take in the shifting of his muscles, and the sharp intake of breath. You've never really hugged him before. Being carried into Liyue didn't count. This was far more intimate. You wished for more moments like these. You wish Xiao would initiate them himself… but you were also keenly aware of the chains that kept him from doing so. A fear so tangible you could taste it on your tongue as your fingers gripped the fabric at his back.

"I really… need you to take better care of yourself Xiao…" You breathed, balancing your chin on his shoulder. "You matter. If you burn yourself out on the field alone… I don't think I would be able to breathe properly, let alone smile ever again."

Xiao's arms never raise to wrap around you. In fact, they stay rigid, semi raised as if he wasn't sure to protect himself or to allow you to continue with this action.

You wish you could see the things passing through his mind right now. He isn't speaking, and the fear that has become tangible is easily distinguished in his quick breaths. It kind of feels as though he is…

"Hey." You murmur, stepping back.

Your fingers cup phis cheeks, drawing panicked cat like eyes.

"You're ok. You're safe." You speak gently, afraid to make this worse than it already is. "I'm (y/n). Your Outlander. We're sitting on the roof of the Wangshuu Inn. We're ok. The breeze is gentle."

Sara used to have panic attacks. She had divulged to you, long before your time in Teyvat, that feeling grounded was one of the things that really helped draw her away from her attack. You would never have wanted to put your adeptus through this sort of thing… It wasn't exactly part of an easy step plan to focus more on self-care…

"Breathe with me, Xiao." You said, guiding his hand, ever so gently, towards your heart.

Once his palm lay flush on your skin, you drew exaggerated breaths, maintaining eye contact with the yaksha as you did so. Eventually, the sporadic look in his eyes died down and he was able to follow your deep breaths.

He hung his head in silent defeat before you, an image so sad, it would probably be ingrained within you for ages to come.

"Was it because I touched you? I'm really sorry. I know you really like your personal space… I thought a warning would be sufficient…" You lead off, chewing into your lower lip.

"I… Don't know what I'm doing." He murmured, his voice quiet, such a weak comparison to what you're used to.

"You think I do?" You huff. "I woke up in Teyvat almost three years ago now. Every day is something new. I have powers now! That's fucking crazy! And I can wield three out of the five weapon types. In less than three years. Then again, if you ask Kuni, I can't use my catalyst for shit."

Xiao listened quietly, eyes peeking through the fringe of his hair. You let out a soft sigh.

"I know you're used to relying on yourself, Xiao. You're not used to facing issues with someone else in your corner. You've done everything on your own for so long… but I think the time you spend with Me and Aether has helped teach you that there are people you can rely on." You were gentle with your words. "And though I don't understand the extent, I know you struggle with putting trust into others. I'm sorry I over stepped your boundaries."

The adeptus pressed his lips together, frown etched so firmly into his skin. His arm raises slowly, gloved fingers reaching for yours ever so gently. His nervousness is palpable, his eyes refusing to meet yours. His cheeks have a gorgeous shade of scarlet taking over.

"Will you… sing for me? I miss it… hearing your voice."

You smile at your adeptus' meek request, giving the fingers in your grasp a quick squeeze. You think back to all the lore from Genshin that states that Xiao relied on music often to calm the karma raging through him. You could sing for him without the use of your catalyst. As much as you would love to take on some of his pain to alleviate the karmic debt from within, you were also aware if the backlash and didn't need a repeat of last time.

"What should I sing?" You hummed, more to yourself than anything.

"Anything." The adeptus replied, not understanding that the question wasn't really meant for him.

So many songs passed through your brain until finally, you landed on the one that would send the message you wish he would retain. Nickelback was the type of band you either loved or hate. There was seemingly no in between. The Lyrics for I'd Come For You were at the tip of your tongue. As you let out the first few notes, the gentle breeze rifled through your locks. And then your heart shattered, for no sooner than you'd spoken the first line of the chorus… your adeptus let out the most ear shattering scream you had ever heard.

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Chapter 41

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Chapter 41:

Aether has been ripped from sleep many times. He's been around long enough to admit that being woken by screams is not necessarily a rare occurrence for him. Alas, this scream is new to him. It is laced with pain and has him scurrying to grab clothes and throw them on. Paimon looks nervous as she floats beside him. They make record time towards the source; the roof of the Wangshuu Inn.

He is not the only one who heard the cry of pain. The first person he notices is Zhongli. He's knelt in front of two people, voice gentle as he speaks… to a shell-shocked looking Outlander. Tears mark her face, and she has a faraway look. One glance at her is enough to surmise that she can't hear him. Aether's gaze falls on the body next to her, curled in so tight he has to wonder if they could get any smaller.

It takes him far too long to figure out that it's Xiao. The person who screamed out in pain… was Liyue's Vigilante Yaksha. The thought has Aether reeling. He's been back to back with the adeptus. He's heard him grunt in pain, but never anything more. Not a single moment of whining. Xiao, ever the type of person to keep to himself than ask for help, has never reached out in any form… has never made his pain something people know of. What could have happened for him to scream?

"She's not responsive…"

Aether startles as the Geo Archon steps beside him.

"What happened?" Aether asked, gaze falling onto the adeptus again.

Upon closer inspection, Xiao's face is pale, and his gloved hands press against his ears, as if he is trying to block out any and all sound. Aether knows that he is sensitive to sound. His hearing must be to hear someone calling out for him…

"I've never seen her like this…" Ganyu steps away from the Outlander.

Aether thinks that she was trying to connect with her on a slightly more humane level than the archon of geo could achieve, alas, it was all for not.

"Is he conscious?" Aether asked.

"No."

The blonde turns his head over his shoulder, golden gaze landing on the Wanderer. He looks miffed, as if this whole situation is a huge burden on him. Aether's surprised he even showed his face before the people present, but Irmensul must have given him a slight push of confidence.

"Wouldn't his muscles be lax if he wasn't conscious?" Paimon asked.

"The body responds in mysterious ways in the face of trauma." Zhongli responded. "I cannot get her to tell me what happened. She acknowledged my presence when I arrived, but I fear I may have spooked her." The archon presses his lips together.

"That tends to happen when you shove a spear in someone's face." Kuni states.

"Zhongli…" Aether sighed out.

"I apologize. I was responding to a stress signal I had not heard in… many centuries. Had I known she had already responded…"

"Responded?… I'd say she was the one who caused it." The Wanderer scoffed.

All the people present turned their focus towards Kuni, gazes imploring that he continued. He seemed put off by all the attention, crossing his arms over his chest to create a small semblance of a shield.

"What do you mean?" Aether asked.

"Listen. I wasn't following her around, I was already here when they decided to be all lovey-dovey." The ex-fatui member declared, soft dusting to his cheeks as he turned away from their piercing gazes. "He asked her to sing, and I was going to leave, give them some space and all, even though I was there first." He huffed. "But the second she sang the first line, he up and started wailing." He scoffed. "Her voice is not that bad." He muttered to himself.

Ganyu blinked at him owlishly, Zhongli managing to keep himself a little more composed with a pressing of his lips into a small frown. Aether didn't even have time to feel amused by Kuni's explanation as he remembered the letters they had received in Sumeru.

"The consequence…" He muttered, everyone's attention turning towards him.

Zhongli's gaze was demanding, something the blonde had never quite felt before. Unnerving as it was, Aether was forthcoming with his information.

"The Outlander seems to have an entity following after her." The blonde started, catching the archon's interest.

He noticed even Ganyu and Kuni were listening quite intently as well.

"And this entity showers her in gifts in the form of weapons and I would suppose, by proxy, the abilities that come with them…" He continued, pausing to see if anyone had questions. When nobody interrupted, he continued. "When she got sick, this entity sent both Xiao and I a letter. I barely finished reading mine before Xiao was making some sort of blood pact. But in the end of my letter, I remember the entity having said that they made it so The Outlander would never be able to put herself in that situation again…"

"Are you telling me that my adeptus is cursed?"

Aether actually takes a step back. He's never felt ire, let alone real anger seep from Zhongli. The geo archon has always been a breath of fresh air with how patient he can be. Borderline an air head if you didn't know of his history, but never angry.

"That's not a real thing." The Wanderer scoffs. "Even if it was, getting angry at the Traveler won't solve the issue. Talk to your adeptus if you're angry."

Aether wonders where Kuni gets the courage to tell an archon off as the latter rolls his violet eyes. As if Zhongli's ire is mere child's play.

Zhongli's gaze travels towards the outlander, momentarily, before falling back on the Yaksha. He's agitated, and though a part of Aether feels protective over her, he knows it's not her that the archon is irked with. Even without words, he must know that she would never intentionally hurt Xiao.

It's tough seeing her in the state she's in. Aether can't tell if Zhongli really scared her or if she's beating herself up over what happened to Xiao. If he had to make an educated guess, he'd say it was probably a bit of both.

The mood on the roof of the Wangshuu Inn was pretty somber, the gentle winds doing nothing to blow it away. Eventually, Zhongli stepped forward, bending down beside Xiao. He lifted the Yaksha as if he weighed nothing, casting a frown in the Outlander's direction. She flinched at his gaze, causing the archon to sigh.

"I truly did not wish to frighten you." Zhongli stated. "I will take Xiao to see someone I trust. Take care of yourself." He gave her a court nod before being on his way.

Aether watched as she curled in on herself, trying to become as small as possible. It was killing him. She was usually so vibrant. And though she was somewhat at fault, how could she have known? She'd asked, plenty of times even, what price Xiao had paid in return for her life. Granted, even Aether had never really surmised what the entities words could possibly entitle.

"Get up off your ass and quit crying. What good will it do you?"

The Wanderer was showing his… less than hospitable side. The Outlander paid him no mind, eyes still glued to the very last spot she was able to see Zhongli, with her Yaksha crumpled in his arms.

What a sight to behold. Aether had always seen Xiao as a pillar of sorts. He'd placed the Yaksha on a pedestal. Even if some part of him knew that Xiao could get hurt, could feel pain just as most people did, a part of Aether had always put him on this… sort of different wave than anyone else. Seeing him in Zhongli's arms… hearing him cry out in pain… that was frightening.

"Crying isn't going to save him. He's not dead. Get over it."

The Outlander's gaze didn't waver from the spot she had pinned down. Her fingers were clenching the fabric of her clothing so tightly that her knuckles were white.

"Kuni… Paimon thinks you could be a smidgen more… humane in your approach."

Aether could feel the animosity before the Wanderer had even managed to sneer at his companion.

"Well I'm not. So she hurt him? It's not like she did it on purpose. From what I've heard, he used to love to listen to her sing. He asked her too, knowing full well he had consequences to that action. This is on him. Not her."

Aether let out a gentle sigh as Paimon hid behind him. Even an ex-god's, no matter how fleeting the status may have been, ire was something to be wary of. In hindsight, the blonde was happy to see the Wanderer seemingly standing up for her. It was strange, the relationship that had budded between him and her. Though they claimed to be friends, they bickered more often than not. Both of them spoke in barbed wired sentences. Yet, when it came down to it, they had each other's backs. If there was one thing to take from this discussion, Aether could determine that the two of them hadn't been lying when they'd said they were working on their relationship.

"If we're going to be passing around fault, we should just dump it on the entity's shoulders. Why charge Xiao? If his champion was so important to him, why would it cost someone she cares for anything to save her life?" The blonde murmured.

"I still don't get any of this." The ex-fatui member relayed. "She's not from our world so she has an entity following her around, showering her with weapons and for what? What purpose is this entity obsessed with her for?"

Another good question. Aether had had it floating around his head for a good while now. He wished he could answer it, but he hadn't ascertained a conclusion yet either.

"To my knowledge, not even she is aware what plans they have in store for her. I do know that the entity once threatened Xiao in some way. I can read her letters somewhat, they come in a language from her world, but if the way she reacted were to be any indication…" The blonde led off.

"Now you've got me curious." Kuni hummed.

"She said that if they took Xiao from her, she promised Teyvat would burn before she lifted a finger."

"Hah. She is quite something." The Wanderer mused.

Aether made his way towards the Outlander, reaching to her slowly, as if she was a small animal that could be easily spooked.

"C'mon. Let's get you up." He murmured, pulling her towards him.

She offered no resistance, letting him lead her away. Though she had her neck craned towards the spot she'd last seen the adeptus. If Aether was uncomfortable hearing Xiao in such pain, he could only imagine how she felt sitting right next to him.

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Sitting up with a gasp, Xiao's hand immediately flew to his head. Karmic debt had never been kind to him, but his head throbbed to the beat of his heart. Every breath fueled the pain. No matter how hard he squeezed his eyes shut, the pain would not seize.

"Here. This should help."

The voice startled him enough to have physically jump, fingers summoning his weapon without a second thought.

"There's no need for that. Far be it for me to be a threat to the Guardian Yaksha of Liyue."

Even with his vision swaying, Xiao could make out splotches of green, a gentle smile, and the feeling of a cup being pushed into his hands.

"I'm quite aware of your inability to take care of yourself as well. I've been instructed to tell you that the medication is for your well being and strongly suggested to you via the geo archon himself."

Xiao was in enough pain without evoking the wrath of his archon, so he brought the cup to his lips. He didn't eat much, settling most of the time for Almond Tofu because it was a replacement to an old awful habit. One he hasn't indulged in for a millennia, but happily satiates with sweets. Especially when she makes them for him.

The sustenance in the cup is bitter. He can't tell if he enjoys it or hates it. Its medication, he's probably not supposed to like it.

"That should help with the headache you have. Unfortunately, my medical background is pretty much entirely exclusive to humans with the exception being Qiqi." Baizu explained, taking the cup from Xiao when he was done.

Xiao's attention was draw to tiny hands and a face peeking over the side of the bed he was proping himself up on.

"Are you sick?…" She asked in a quiet voice, and what a loaded question that was.

"Qiqi, let him rest," Baizu chastised gently.

"Ok…" The little zombie girl murmured, leaving his bedside.

"I'm sure you want to go. I'll just give you these."

The doctor hands him a few packs of what he assumes are medicinal herbs.

"Just boil them in some water. I hear that the geo archon quite likes tea, so I made your medication something easily consumed in company."

Xiao nods, not quite trusting his voice. Maybe it's best if he avoids speaking given that his own heartbeat was sending shockwaves through his skull.

"Make sure you take it. You may not be human, but you aren't indestructible. And you have people that worry for you—"

Those words barely have time to sink in before her face takes over his mind. The way she smiled as if he was her world. As if it really wasn't the other way around at this point. He also remembers asking her to sing before his head exploded. She's definitely the type of person that's beating herself up for something like this. He needs to get to her. Fast.

"Take care, Guardian Yaksha of Liyue." Baizhu's voice carries on the wind.

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Chapter 42

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Chapter 42:

There's a letter with your name written in pretty cursive sitting on your pillow when Aether walks you in. You stare at it with the hopes that you suddenly picked up the pyro element and can set it aflame. You don't, and the ire is evident in your face. Aether steps around you, plucking the card from your bed and handing it to you.

"Gonna read it?"

You by passed him and grabbed your pillow. Taking a deep breath, you pushed it onto your face and let out a guttural scream. Letting your arms fall, the pillow lands on your bed before you turn and snatched the offending letter from your best friend's hand. You flipped it open, eyes landing on the writing with disdain.

'To my dearest Champion,

I know you must be angry, but you can't fault me for this one. I warned the young adeptus and even the Son of Angels. My priority is to keep you safe, and I will do most anything to attain those results. Your adeptus will be fine, if not suffer from a little headache that should teach him to remember warnings. Chin up, our mission gets nearer and nearer every day and I need you to be at your very best.'

"Who the fuck is the Son of Ang—" you cut yourself off, eyes landing on the blonde. "You know what? Makes sense." You sigh and flop back onto the bed.

It's eerily quiet as you sit there, arm thrown over your eyes. You hate it. Hate the fact that this ally of yours is dead set on a mission they haven't even had the courtesy to tell you about yet. You hate the fact that they've taken something that Xiao enjoys in a world where the adeptus has many things that cause him to suffer. You hate that the two of you weren't careful enough and that you couldn't have possibly imagined that this would be the consequence of your actions.

"This is insane. Like—"You let out a frustrated groan, kicking your legs against the bed. "We don't deserve this! Like I probably died in my world! Who the fuck said I wanted to be Ethan Hunt in another?! Also why the fuck are they penalizing Xiao for my actions?! I literally don't even know what this mission is!"

You sit up with a start, fingers clenched in your lap. You can tell your cheeks are red just from how heated you feel in the moment. You want to punch a wall. Or this supposed ally of yours. Both maybe? It wasn't as if any of you had asked for this… and yet, instead of your best friend listening or at least trying to calm you down, the person before you takes your breath away.

"Hi…"

His greeting is gentle, as if the sound of his own voice will send the world cracking. Now that you think back to the letter that your asshole of an ally sent you, it just might.

"Holy shit. I am so sorr—"

Xiao holds up a gloved hand, effectively silencing your apology. It's frustrating. He deserves to be able to enjoy the small things when he can. You're both aware of the dangers that using your catalyst on the Yaksha would cause. You have learnt your lesson… but just singing? Just singing isn't plausible anymore? What if someone gets hurt while the two of you are together? Will you have to fear splitting the Yaksha's head in two every time you wish to heal a comrade?

"You don't have to apologize to me."

"I'm fucking pissed." You decide on.

"I… Didn't think I'd garner this reaction to be quite honest…"

It takes you a couple seconds to understand that the Yaksha thinks that you are angry with him. You've never facepalmed so hard in your lifetime.

"I'm not mad at you Xiao… I'm angry with the situation. I want you to be able to enjoy the small things in life without the fear that your head is going to crack in two! It's not fair!" You growl the last few words, earning a sigh from the Yaksha.

"The world has never worried for our perception on fairness or not. It's something I have come to accept. You'd do well to do so as well."

"I don't want to accept it!" You yell, shrinking away from the adeptus as he winces. "I don't… If I'm to be some stupid adventurer on a mission for some all powerful ally, then I must be worth something. I just… how do I figure out how to talk to them? I just… I know better not to use my catalyst on you. I just… I want you to be able to indulge in the things you enjoy. You deserve at least that much…"

"Don't get yourself indebted to someone like this. I'm not sure who or rather what we're dealing with… but they are quite powerful if they can inflict a curse of this magnitude."

"I'm gonna kick their ass if they keep hurting the people I love." You huff, earning a small sigh from the adeptus. "How are you feeling?"

"Head hurts." The adeptus admits readily. "But the pharmacist gave me some tea to counteract it. I will survive."

"Of that, I have no doubt." You state, pushing yourself out of bed. "But I don't want you to just survive." You state, putting air quotes around the word. "I want you to thrive. Be happy. Smile. Laugh."

Xiao looks borderline constipated as you list those things off. If you weren't so irritated, you'd probably be amused.

"I'm… happy." The adeptus states, his words unsure.

"Are you?" You sigh, rubbing at your temples.

You could feel a stress headache blooming, causing your eyes to shut. At least you'd be twinning with your Yaksha.

When you open your eyes again, Xiao is peering at you from far closer than he was before. You cock your head at him as you notice an out reached hand that sooner falls to his side than meets its intended target.

"You do." He murmurs, golden gaze teetering off to the side.

"I do what?" You ask, raising a brow.

Your perplexed as rose dusts the Yaksha's cheeks. He actually looks nervous, fingers twitching at his side. He'd probably be more comfortable neck deep in anarchy.

"Make me happy."

Your cheeks explode with heat, palms pressing against them in hopes to quell it. It doesn't work, which leads you to start fanning at yourself.

"Was that something on your mind?" The Yaksha persists, even as you're melting into a puddle of mush.

"Uh… I just—" You squirm under his gaze. "Not particularly…" You manage.

"Good." He replies, making his way towards your window. "I could never stake a claim on romantic knowledge… but I am slowly learning about it from you. I am happy when you are happy. I am angry when you are angry. I'm not sure if this is intertwined in the idea of love… but I do wish to keep learning… with you."

"Could just say that you love me…" You grumble, rolling your eyes at the Yaksha.

"I think that if it is not that, it is something strikingly close." Xiao murmurs, turning his attention back towards you and—It's just not fair.

The sun is rising behind him, its rays creating a hue of warmth around the Conqueror of Demons. Around the boy who wanted nothing to do with you when you first showed up. Around the Guardian Yaksha of Liyue who came running in your time of need… It isn't fair how damn pretty he is. He's got a gentle look to him. Not quite a smile, but not a frown either. The acrobatics going on within your rib cage doesn't really care for the specifics.

"Ya. I love you too." You murmur, lips pulling into a small smile as you join him at the window.

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You're twirling the card you received earlier this AM between your fingers. The people that matter to you have gathered in your room, and you're trying to rein in the fact that they're all flipping Anemo boys and you can practically hear Sara yelling out your username.

"Ok. So what's the plan with this whole ally thing?" Aether asks, leaning against your headboard.

"Your ally is pretty garbage." Kuni helpfully supplies, looking bored as he sits on your vanity chair backwards.

"I'm still of the mind that we avoid contacting them." Xiao states.

"Just cause you nearly had your skull imploded, doesn't mean you have to be such a wuss." The wanderer grumbles.

Xiao lets out an irritated sigh as you let a breath out of your nose.

"I'd like to figure out how to revoke Xiao's new curse."

"I hate that word." Kuni huffs.

"And I hate that it exists at all. That's life." You grumble. "Can you at least offer helpful thoughts or just shhh." You add, earning a glare from the ex-fatui member.

"Have you ever tried to respond to your ally?" Aether asks.

"Paimon thinks she's only ever yelled at them." The pixie helpfully provides.

Now that you really think about it, you have not once thanked this ally of yours. You aren't really inclined to do so either. They want you to embark on some Mission Impossible bullshit and are paying you with weapons. You never signed on the dotted line. There is no contract to uphold here. It's on them if they wanna shower you with weapons. You don't owe them anything.

Paimon's not wrong though… the one time you've outright spoken with the intentions of your ally hearing you, was when you were promising to watch Teyvat burn before letting it take either Xiao or Aether from you. Was your ally punishing you for that outburst? The letters have expressed a mild displeasure of your relationship with Xiao, but you weren't about to back out of it for someone else's sake. Especially if this person didn't even have the balls to show themselves before you and ask for what they needed face-to-face. There was no honor here. Just a demand and consequence for ignoring it.

"I have."

All pairs of eyes flick towards the adeptus. He looks uncomfortable with all the attention, shuffling somewhat before crossing his arms over his chest.

"When we were in Sumeru and we received our letters from them, I responded to them for your health." The Yaksha states before pressing his lips together.

"How?" You ask, hope blooming from within your chest.

"They ask for a blood seal." Xiao states. "Once I made the seal, I received a thank you."

The words barely process before you're summoning your sword. It was easier to use to create a small cut on your finger. You could manage a small blood seal to get back something that Xiao loves. After all, he was willing to sacrifice it for you to begin with.

Someone grabs the hilt over your hand, earning you're attention. You're a little surprised to find violate ire when you expected yellow.

"Can you relax? Mutilating yourself won't solve any problems." Kuni states.

"A blood seal is something I can do though." You argue.

"What if it only works when requested?" Aether suddenly pipes up.

Kuni still has his hand on the hilt of your blade, drawing an annoyed huff from you before the sword is dispelled.

"Can't I just give it a try?" You ask.

"I'm against it." Xiao replies, drawing your attention once again. "I'd prefer you didn't slice into yourself if the situation is not dire enough."

"You don't think it's worth it?" You ask incredulously.

"I think that your attention is better spent elsewhere." The Yaksha reiterates.

"This is important to me." You insist.

"Your wellbeing is more important."

"It's just a little cut, Xiao!" You throw your hands up.

"Today it's a little cut. Then it's scrapes and bruises. And then it's trying to ease my pain. Then we find ourselves in Sumeru once again but your ally can't save you this time. Then what? Am I supposed to let you spiral like that again? For a pass time? Don't ask that of me."

You blink at the Yaksha, watching as a grimace mars his features. His eyes are closed and his hands clench at his arms. You wonder if you've brought on this irritation, or if the headache he's been trying to shake is back in full.

"I need some air." He murmurs before the place where he stood is void of his presence.

You let out a frustrated growl, ruffling at your hair.

"Why doesn't he get it?" You huff out.

"And why don't you get him?" Aether responds with a gentle sigh.

"I'm trying to help him!" You insist, your irritation seeping into your words.

"You're doing the same thing you did before Sumeru. Sacrificing a piece of you for him. He's never asked that of you, and he never will." Your best friend supplies.

"He's not a hard guy to understand. He wants you to take better care of yourself." Kuni rolls his eyes at you, irritating you.

"I'm just trying to take care of him…" You breathe out.

"You're doing just fine without having to carve up your skin. You don't need to make such a grand gesture. Xiao cares for you as much as you care for him. It's unfortunate that you can no longer sing to him, but I don't think it's worth getting hurt to try and bring back that pastime. Just find something new." Aether divulges.

Something new… But why does it feel like you've failed him in some way?

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Chapter 43

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Chapter 43:

It's late at night and no one is around. You peaked onto Xiao's balcony and even Aether's room. As for Kuni, you had no clue where he was. He'd been bunking with Aether the last few nights and wasnt in their room. Maybe they were doing some late night comissions. No matter. Shutting the door to your room, you grabbed the card from earlier, before sitting on your bed. This was definitely a bad idea. You just couldnt get the idea to stop spinning around in your head so you were gonna try it. Even if thw entire room was against it earlier today.

Summoning your spear, you prick your thumb, only enough to draw a small amount of blood. The mark wont even be noticable tomorrow. Dispelling your weapon, you smudge your blood against the corner of the card, away from any of the writing. You stare at the card with baited breath.

At some point, you figure that you were just going insane thinking you could communicate with some unknown ally until the words on the card vanished, and in their place, new cursive branched out.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

"God I hate you…" you grumble.

The words scramble and rewrite cursive once more.

How unfortunate.

You shriek, holding the card out from you.

"You can hear me?"

I'm always listening.

"Wow. Creep alert." You huff.

It is not unlike your adeptus, dear champion.

"Aha! Tell me what that means!" You demand, far louder than necessary.

What it means to be a champion?

You nearly tear the card in two.

"You knew what I meant." You hiss out.

Your ire is best not directed at me.

"Is that a threat?"

A simple observation.

"I really, really despise you."

Did you want to talk to me other than to lament your hate towards me?

"You're fucking right I did! Fix this bullshit where it literally kills Xiao to listen to me sing." You demand.

I can't.

It's too simple. You want to reach through the damn card and strangle them. How dare they disreguard you so simply.

"You did this to him. Undo it." You growl.

I'm protecting you. I'm of the mindset that your adeptus agrees to the approach.

"You literally don't even know him!"

You do realize that I am with you always.

"Gross." You grumble.

You assign a negative light to me but I have been nothing but an aid to your new life.

"Aid?! Are you fucking with me? You're hurting the people I love!"

Not true. I warned against the action and you chose to ignore that.

"You're gonna find loopholes now? Really?"

Was there anything else?

"Why me?"

It's a question that's been swimming around your head since the day you opened your eyes in Teyvat. Why out of all the worlds and all the people were you chosen for this?

Did you think it a coincidence that Genshin Impact existed in your world?

"Are you telling me the game was made for me?"

That's quite pompous. You happened to tick all the boxes.

"Oh thank good. That i passed your fucked up survey."

Shall we call it a night?

"You're such a bastard."

You've company.

You look up from the card just in time to see Xiao land on your windowsill. You placed the card with the browning blood faced down on your dresser. The small insission you had made on your thumb has long since stop bleeding.

Your adeptus looked shocked to see you sitting up in bed, It was quite late after all.

"You're still up? Isnmt it important for you to sleep?" He questioned gently.

"Can't sleep." You lied easily enough.

With a frown, the adeptus made his way towards you. His gaze momentarily flickered towards the card on yoyr bedside table before falling back on you. For a second, you fear that Xiao was seeing right through you.

"Push over." He sighed.

You happily obliged, scooting over so that he could sit next to you. The two of you sat in silence for a few awkward moments before you could no longer bare it.

"How was your patrol?" You asked.

"It would seem that my karma has gotten worse. The hillichurl camps that are affected seem to grow in number every night." Xiao stated, frown etched into his features.

"Can I help in any way?" You ask, earning a scoff from the adeptus.

"You should be sleeping." He reminded you.

"Wish I could say the same to you." You rolled your eyes.

"I dont require sleep." He stated.

"Dont require it or refuse to allow yourself that much reprieve?"

Xiao turns away from you, letting out an irritated sigh. You're not really sure what that means. Maybe your adeptus is getting rusty. Learning Xiao's tells had become something of a favorite pastime of yours, and you were starting to think you had them all down packed. Nothing like a new one to put you in your place.

Well, at least there was never a dull moment in that aspect. Shutting your eyes, you leant into your adeptus' space, balancing your head on his shoulder.

"Is this ok?" You asked.

"Get some rest." Xiao responded, words gentle as they carried you towards the realm of dreams.

When you wake up the next morning, it's to a red-cheeked adeptus looking anywhere but you. You questioned him several times, but to no avail. He doesn't answer any of your queries and up and disappears on you when you point that out.

The sun is now out in full force, and you find yourself basking in the company of a different emo anemo boy.

"I think I'm going to go explore a bit. Maybe hit Mount Hulao for some cliff jumping." You state, walking beside the ex-Fatui member.

"You want to jump off the side of a cliff? Have you learned to fly?" Kuni questions, eyebrow raised.

"Fear not, the title of best fly dude is still yours. Mount Hulao has air currents that I fly on using my glider. You should have seen Xiao's face the first time I jumped." You smile at the old memory.

"I pity him. You're such a handful." The ex-Fatui member sighed.

"Yes. I adore you too you little gremlin. Are you gonna tag along or not?" You roll your eyes, earning an amused look from the wind user.

"I've not much else to do in this nation. Might as well take the entertainment where it comes." He states.

This is how you find yourself cliff jumping in the afternoon with the least excitable person you know. Kuni stays pretty reserved, sitting on the edge of one of many pillars of rock. You let out a yell of euphoria as you pull your glider in, plummeting several hundred feet before opening it back up again.

When you fly up to the top, your eyes catch on a tiny form struggling on the side of one of Mount Hulao's many pillars. Their tiny hands clench at the rocks and grass alike, talisman flapping angrily in the wind.

"Qiqi?" You call out, earning a surprised look from the zombie girl.

Unfortunately, you distracted her long enough for her to lose her grip on the pillar. She blinks up at the sky, tiny arms raised as if she was asking the sky to catch her. You take off towards her, closing your glider and running across one of the pillars before jumping once more.

"I'm coming Qiqi. Hold on!" You call out, jumping off the side she'd fallen from.

She was falling faster than you'd be able to catch her. Would she survive a fall like that? Would being a zombie keep her from dying? Would she still feel the pain of hitting the ground?

"Shit!" You hissed out, reaching out to her to no avail.

Just as you thought she was gonna hit the ground, a flash of blue and white caught her. You blinked, glider flapping out to keep you from being a stain on the ground.

"Kuni! Nice save!" You call, stumbling with your momentum when you hit the ground.

The ex-Fatui member was setting Qiqi on her feet, watching as she slowly bowed her head.

"Thank you…" She murmured.

"What were you even trying to accomplish?" Came the wanderer's harsh response.

"Really?" You hiss, ire clear in your tone, causing the Wanderer to turn away. "What were you trying to get to, Qiqi?" You ask, you tone leagues more gentle than Kuni's had been.

Qiqi is unbothered by your quarreling. Or maybe she's just good at hiding it. You didn't have her in your arsenal of characters, so you're not really used to her mannerisms. Sara had brought her along to a lot of your boss battles early on in the game however, so you'd recognize her from a mile away.

"Dr. Baizhu sent me to pick Qingxin flowers…" the zombie girl revealed easily enough.

"Oh! Xiao's flower!" You exclaimed excitedly.

"Your adeptus owns a flower now?" Kuni huffed out.

"No. His ascension… you know what? Never mind." You grumble, rolling your eyes. "Can i help you?"

Qiqi looked a little perturbed, looking around herself before responding. Kuni's scrutinizing you for your slip of the tongue. You don't much care for the silent demand for you to elaborate.

"Dr. Baizhu said for me to bring him fifteen Qingxin flowers…" Qiqi murmured.

"Ok, then both Kuni and I would be delighted to help you! Isn't that right Kuni?" You turn a much too bright smile towards the grimacing ex-Fatui member.

"Why are you getting me involved?" he grumbled.

"You got yourself involved when you caught her." You replied easily enough. "This way Qiqi. We'll use our gliders to get to the top. Mr. Grumpy will follow."

"Is it really ok?..." The cryo healer questioned.

"Of course. Kuni's jumping for joy at the opportunity." You stated with a huge smile, ignoring he click of the tongue from behind you.

Even though he'd made it clear he wasn't excited at the opportunity, Kuni did help you and Qiqi locate the aforementioned Qingxin flowers that Liyue's pharmacist had asked for. You wondered, silently, if you could preserve some of these for Tighnari for the next time you visited Sumeru. It would probably be easier than him ordering them through caravan. Maybe you could swallow your insecurities surrounding the physician and question him on some of the medicinal herbs that are home only to Liyue, so that you can bring different samples to Tighnari.

Your attention is drawn to Kuni as he bends to Qiqi's level, handing her the Qingxin flowers that he's picked. There's a gentle look that you've rarely seen on his face. It's void of the sarcastic light, or the malicious amusement he so often broadcasts as a mask. It's a face that has your interests peaked. When Qiqi takes the flowers from him with a small bow to show her appreciation, there's an unguarded smile on his face. For the first time, you think, that maybe, his trauma runs a little deeper than you might have imagined.

The two of you guide Qiqi back towards Liyue as to avoid any more mishaps along the way. She gives a tiny wave before heading off to Bubu Pharmacy. You wave back with a little more energy than she had shown.

"You were sweet with her." You state, not looking away from her tiny figure as she makes her way up the stairs.

"I'm not sure I know what you mean." Kuni replies, arms crossing over his chest and reminding you of a certain adeptus.

"Ok. You're not ready to delve into that. That's ok." You reply, arm dropping as Qiqi makes it to the top of the platform. "I just wasn't expecting that type of gentleness from you. I'm somewhat impressed."

"That I can display human emotions given my status as a puppet?" Kuni questions, sneer evident as you turn towards you.

"No. I always knew you had human tendencies, otherwise you wouldn't rile me up or poke back when I needle at you. You may not have a heart Kuni, but you do have a soul." You shrug as if to show complacency. "Plus, if you didn't, Aether never would have mentioned you, let alone ask you to join us. I'd like to think that his approval means something."

Kuni's violet gaze is wide, shock evident through his tensed muscles as well as his eyes. He blinks at you a few time before a gentle dusting covers his cheeks and he looks away, embarrassment clear.

"Don't go falling for me. I already have Xiao to worry about." You tease with a large grin.

"Preposterous." He grumbles, pulling his hat down to cover his eyes.

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Chapter 44

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When you get back to your room that day, you're really fucking annoyed to see the silk and the card sitting on top. Letting out an irritated sigh, you drop your bag on your vanity chair and grab the card on top of the silk before flopping onto your bed with an obscene groan.

"That bad?"

You look up to see your favorite adeptus sitting in the window. He wasn't there two seconds ago, but Xiao seems to come and go like the wind. It's something you're growing accustom to.

"Did you catch something this time?" You ask, waving the card halfheartedly.

Xiao shook his head again, earning another, long, and loud exhale. He pushed himself up from his perch and made his way towards the bed. Wordlessly, you moved over, letting him sit next to you.

"Gonna read it?" He questioned.

"Gonna have to." You huffed, irritation growing.

Flipping the card over, you let your gaze travel the cursive writing. It's abhorrent how easily you accept this as "normal" within your routine now. As if it's a plot device meant to keep the story going.

'To my champion,

Though you are angry with me, I bare no ill will nor ill intentions towards you or the people who matter to you. I know you blame me for the pain your adeptus went through, but I must absolve myself from the equation as I made myself absolutely clear when I told both he and the Son of Angels that consequences awaited those who ignored my warning. I do not wish to argue with you. I wish for you to grow as a warrior and person from your time here. It is my intentions for you to become a protector of sorts, but I cannot, as of yet, locate the source of blight within the land. I only know that it exists and is something that has grown recently. You can speak to me as you reached out yesterday if you have other questions that do not surround the only variables that I still question myself.

It is my hope that you utilize this and continue to hone your skills.'

You let the arm holding the card up fall against the mattress. It's no secret that this ally of yours has been gearing you up for war. They've never really hid that part what with the showing of weapons, but you weren't sure from where or what. Were you supposed to just accept that you were being honed as a weapon? Is this how Xiao felt? Or were you supposed to feel proud?

"That bad?" Xiao reiterated.

You huffed out a bout of laughter. Xiao's speech has become a lot less formal since you'd met him a couple years back. He no longer felt the need to create a wall of pretty words and language between you. There was a type of ease that settled in your chest at the idea of the adeptus being comfortable enough that he doesn't need to build his walls up around you. There is a comfort to understanding that Xiao is, at the very least, starting to see you as a safe space.

"I assume that it is another weapon." You breathe out, leaning over Xiao to chuck the card back onto the dresser.

"You won't open it?" Your adeptus asks.

You let out an irritated wine, turning your back towards him in a childish display of resistance. You don't want another weapon. You don't want to fight some huge battle coming up out of nowhere. You want answers to your questions and this ally of yours seems more hell-bent on keeping the people you love unhappy then actually aiding you in this quest to save Teyvat or whatever.

"Acting like a child won't make it go away." Xiao stated, and you could feel him rolling his eyes in your very being.

"Not with that attitude it won't." You grumble.

The adeptus shifted, pushing himself off the bed and earning another groan from you. You turned over to watch what he was up to, using your arm to prop your head up. Xiao made his way towards the expensive silk, pulling it away to reveal the weapon you had been so sure you would receive.

"A Monstadtian bow. Interesting."

"Yipee. My next conquest." You stated flatly.

"It's a very nice weapon, if not ironic." Xiao mused. "The Elegy for the End."

"For the what now?" You sit up, feeling a little lost. "That's ominous as fuck." You add, shoulder brushing against the Yaksha as you reach towards the weapon he had uncovered.

Lifting the bow from the silk, you scrutinized it in the fading rays from the end of the day. The sun caught off the gold and blue of the weapon.

"Well. It's definitely not something built for a stealth mission." You state, pulling at the string.

"Well, actually-"

"It wasn't literal, Xiao." You breathe out. "The colors are gaudy."

"The colors are not going to change whether you can fire it or not." The adeptus stated.

You watched as his brow pinched before a gloved hand reached up towards his head, stopping half way. He scrutinized himself before his arm fell back to his side.

"Do you have any of your tea left?" You asked.

The adeptus sighed, making his way towards the exit. You followed diligently, the two of you heading towards his small room. It wasn't homey by any stretch. Xiao didn't really decorate the place. In all reality, his room could probably be used as a display, like when people sell their apartments and stuff and they need to post photos online.

Ignoring how uncomfortable it makes you to be in such a clean and unlived in room, you make your way towards the contents in the first drawer to the one dresser in the room.

"I'm quite capable of brewing my own tea." Xiao protested.

"I'm very aware." You reply, smile in place. "But sometimes, it's ok to let others take care of you."

The adeptus looks around his room, though for what, you have no clue. Instead of worrying about apparitions or whatever it is that Xiao is looking for, you set the tea boil on the tiny stove he keeps. You think it might be more for show than anything else, but that's not really your focus right now. The smell of jasmine slowly starts to seep into the room, your muscles seemingly relaxing on instinct. You resist the urge to start humming. You're not sure where your limitations start and end when it comes to singing, and you'd rather not relive that scene from a couple nights back. Never, if at all possible.

"Does it help any?" You ask, pouring the tea into a mug from the same drawer as the tea was pulled from.

"It doesn't add to the pain." The Yaksha states with a halfhearted shrug.

"Well, at least there's that." You breathe.

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Using a bow is harder than you'd like to ever admit. Aiming is a whole new game. When you had used Ganyu in game, it was only a matter of positioning the joystick properly and the Amos Bow would get the work done. Here, there are no crosshairs to rely on. There is just hand eye coordination and you're not really certain that you'll ever get the hang of it.

"I'm about thirty seconds from chucking my damn polearm at the target." You grumble, arms relaxing the bow in your possession.

"Now that would really help your bow prowess." Kuni mused.

"Only working on it will help you grow as a bowman." Xiao said, his calm only seeming to irritate you further.

"It's literally impossible. And my fucking arms are tired." You huff.

"Maybe you can whine the hillichurls to death." Kuni had a really annoying smirk on his face.

"Might just start with you." You growl.

"Do indulge me, please."

Kuni's grin was positively infuriating leading to a vicious growl crawling out of your throat. Your bow vanish and in its place, your polearm materialized, comfortable in your fingers. Violet eyes sparked with amusement, catalyst floating beside him.

"That's enough." Xiao stated, rubbing at his temples. "The two of you are like children."

"It's not my fault someone let the gremlin out of his cage." You spit out, sneer evident.

"Any place, any time." Kuni helpfully supplied, fueling your irritation.

"The two of you are insufferable." The adeptus grumbled.

"Oh boy."

You turned towards the new voice, your best friend looking a little exasperated as he made his way towards the Yaksha.

"Tapping out?" He mused, setting a hand on Xiao's shoulder.

"I'll check in later. I have business to attend to."

And with that, your Yaksha was gone in the blink of the eye. You pout at the ground, knowing full well that Aether was disappointed in you. You and Kuni had been getting better, but there were still moments like these. And honestly, it wouldn't be you and Kuni if there weren't moments like these.

"You guys need to stop going at it like cats and dogs." The blonde murmured.

"Kuni should stop being an asshole then." You grumble.

"True. But you also need to stop letting him get under your skin like that." Your best friend sighed.

"Hard not too when he constantly antagonizes me."

Kuni is frowning a couple paces back. He actually looks remorseful, but when your eyes meet, his gaze sharpens. He's hiding his emotions behind ire. Something that you're very familiar with. You let out a long sigh.

"Well, someone just docked in the harbor, but if you're in no mood to see him, then I'll let him know." Aether stated, sighing dramatically.

"Is it the Crux?!" You asked excitedly, practically bouncing.

"Indeed it is." Aether mused.

"Oh my god! I haven't seen Kazuha in ages!" You exclaimed.

Aether had a gentle smile on his face, which only spurred on your excitement.

"I know. Which is why I came to get you. The Crux is only docking to grab some supplies. So we're meeting up with Beidou and Kazuha for dinner."

"Paimon can't wait!" The pixie threw her hands in the air.

"Kazuha!" You exclaimed, spotting the streak of red in platinum hair.

He was easily parsed from the Litue crowd what with his Inazuman attire and bright eyes.

"Outlander," he greeted. "How nice to see you."

You stopped in front of him, smile in place. Kazuha had been a saving grace in the face of your lack of sword skills. He'd also been an ear when you were just struggling with everything new around you.

"Katsur—"

You blink and send a raised eyebrow towards the ex-Fatui member. except, he looks quite ill if you're being honest. He's always been pale, but with wide eyes and his mouth slightly agape, he looks anything but comfortable. Aether had gone ahead with Beidou and Kazuha is offering Kuni a smile.

"Are you alright?" He asks, words gentle.

Kuni seems to find himself again, turning his gaze away from the samurai and tugging his hat down. His knuckles are white with a strain you couldn't possibly understand. Stepping into his space a little, and putting a wall up between him and Kazuha, you wave your hands frantically in front of you, smile in place.

"Don't worry about Kuni. He gets stressed in front of new people." You throw out with a small chuckle.

"I think I'm beginning to start a bit of a complex." The samurai mused, leaning back slightly. "It's nice to meet you Kuni. I think I'll head into the restaurant first and give you a second. Sorry for startling you." Kazuha offered a small tilt of his head as way of apology before he let himself into the restaurant.

Glancing behind you, you see that the ex-Fatui member still hasn't moved. You can't see his expression under his hat, but the way he's clenching it is telling enough.

"You ok?" You ask, trying to be gentle.

You and Kuni don't do gentle. It almost feels weird.

"Fine."

He looks up at you, violet gaze void. It's a scary look. There's no malicious intent. No smirk. No amusement that makes you so damn resentful. It's just empty. It makes you sad. You fight every part of you that wants to reach out and stop him as he passes by you and goes into the restaurant.

"No you're not…" You respond, words taken away by the wind.

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Chapter 45

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Dinner is awkward. Though you want to enjoy Kazuha's presence and Beidou's lively banter, you're more focused on the way Kuni is disassociating from the table. Aether is caught in conversation between Paimon and Beidou. The captain seems jovial enough watching how much food the damn pixie can pack away. Aether looks happy, and you wish you could feel the same, but there's something eating you up watching Kuni look so uncomfortable. You wish Xiao was here. At least you could give the excuse that his social battery had expired and dragged both he and Kuni out of the restaurant. He usually catches you staring quite quickly, but, as it stands, he's currently staring into the bowl of whatever Paimon ordered for him. You wonder if Kuni is a lot like Xiao where he doesn't need to eat. Do puppets need sustenance? Do the gods? That's what he was originally created for right? Zhongli ate, but you weren't sure if it was more for appearance than for the calories.

"Stop staring at me with that look."

You blinked out of your reverie, frowning at Kuni as he sighed.

"I don't need, or want your pity. Just enjoy your dinner. You were excited to see him, weren't you? Speak to him."

Kuni and you get along like cats and dogs, but there are moments where the two of you could see eye-to-eye. There were moments where instead of wanting to rip his head off, you actually worried for his wellbeing. This was one of those moments. He wanted to displace your attention onto Kazuha. You couldn't tell if he genuinely wanted you to enjoy this dinner given how excited you had been, or if he really just wanted you to stop scrutinizing him.

"Please."

Your gaze widened as the Wanderer yanked his hat down. The people he tended to be gentle with started and ended with Aether. It was a short list. Even at that, there were times where his tongue was quicker than his filter.

"We're talking after this." You murmured, earning a scoff from the ex-Fatui member.

You hadn't known Kuni for long now, but you suppose he was an esteem member of your party at this point. Disregarding the fact that your party was one element (really, you had no bias; clearly), the members jived pretty well. Sure, you and the wanderer got into your little scuffles, but when push came to shove, the two of you had each other's backs. Your mind wandered back to the time you guys has accidentally wandered into the midst of a Fatui camp. It had been an amusing encounter to say the least.

"You're smiling. Care to share?"

You tuned back in to the table staring at you. Kazuha had an easy smile on his face, having turned his full attention on you.

"Just thinking about the time Kuni and I accidentally stumbled into a Fatui camp." Your amusement grew as Aether's brow rose.

Kuni was looking away from you. You tried to ignore the worry clawing at you. There were gonna be many questions after this dinner was done. Hopefully he would answer them.

"Sounds dangerous." The samurai remarked.

"Only for Kuni. Let his guard down." You mused, earning a heated glare.

Ya, that was easier to swallow than the empty eyed look he'd been sporting almost all night. With your nerves put at ease, you turned back towards the rest of the table, smile in place at how excited they seemed to learn about your last Fatui encounter.

When dinner was over and the last drinks had been shared (though none was spared for the Samurai, for apparently he was a lightweight), you stepped out of the restaurant, throwing your arms over your head in a stretch. You had partaken in a bit of the alcohol being shared, so there was a warm feeling settling both on your cheeks and in your stomach. Turning back towards the occupants that had followed you out, you came up one head short.

Scrutinizing the people you'd shared dinner with one more, you shared quick goodbyes before taking off down the path, heading towards the Wangshuu Inn. And just as you had predicted, you saw the ex-Fatui member trying to make a quick escape.

Perhaps tapping a little into your anemo vision, you took off towards him, proud that it didn't take long to latch onto his wrist.

"Oh, no you don't." You declared, giving the Wanderer an unamused look.

"Your breath reeks." He shrunk away from you and you ignored the blatant attempt to rile you up.

"Cool. Let's chat." You stated, crossing your arms.

"Can we not do this another time? It's late." Kuni exasperated.

"I would agree, but I'm pretty certain that if I let you leave tonight, you're gonna avoid me for the foreseeable future." You shrug, knowing smile on your face as the ex-Fatui member clicked his tongue.

"Don't act like you know me." He grumbled.

"Cause that would be scary, wouldn't it? If someone actually knew you through and through, Kuni. Without the sarcasm, the barbed tongue and quick wit?"

He scrutinized you momentarily.

"You're drunk." He surmised.

"Happily buzzed." You corrected. "And you're a buzzkill. The complete opposite. At least we're still living up to our roles." You mused.

"Did you have a point?" The Wanderer questioned.

"Tell me why you froze up seeing Kazuha. You said a name as well. Ka— something or rather." You push.

"None of your business." Kuni's jaw clenched.

"True. But I think you really need to talk about it." You return.

"Mind your own business, Outlander."

Kuni was growing more and more aggravated with you, and you didn't really want to incur his wrath. Though you knew he'd never attempt that which he had when you first met, the thought was still prevalent in the back of your mind.

"Why don't you go pester your adeptus? I'm tired of your incessant nagging." He wasn't looking at you.

"You're scared of people caring for you." You surmised, earning a sharp glare from the Wanderer. "That's why your tongue's so sharp. You fear getting close to people… How sad."

The similarities between Xiao and Kuni were evident. Though, you'd gotten lucky that Xiao's tactic was the cold shoulder more over the abrasive comments. Sure this misunderstanding between you two had been painful, but after so long, you began to understand that Xiao really hadn't meant you any animosity with his words. He'd hidden his fear behind them.

"Don't act so damn high and mighty. You're just someone who got lucky. Fell into this world and immediately had people around you. And you want to preach at me? Who died and made you king?"

"Pardon me?"

The animosity in those words was palpable. Halfway through the ex-Fatui member's speech, your felt the wind energy around you parting. Kuni must have felt it as well.

"Even now, you have him fight your battles." Kuni spat.

"It's fine Xiao. He's just nervous." You respond, fingers resting on the adeptus' arm.

He's put himself in front of you, eliciting a tiny blush and warm feeling from you. Kuni looks absolutely livid with this turn out.

"Nervous? Of you? Hah. Don't make me laugh." The Wanderer spat, Xiao's ire elevating.

"No. Not physically at the very least." You sigh.

Your fingers fall from Xiao's arm and find his hand. The adeptus raises a brow at you in silent question, earning a meek smile in return.

"You act so high and mighty. Get off your damn high horse. I don't owe you anything. Your damn dog doesn't make you invincible."

Xiao took a step and you tugged on his arm.

"It's ok." You breathe.

"It is not." He ascertained. "His fear does not give him carte blanche to treat the people I care for like garbage."

Ignoring the butterflies battling for dominance in your chest at how freely Xiao just admitted he loved you, you smiled at him, cheeks rosy.

"You're right. But he feels cornered, so we're gonna step back." You turned towards the Wanderer, keeping your smile. "When you're ready, I'm a good listener. So is Aether. But talk to someone before you pop."

Xiao walks you home, silence permeating the two of you. You knew he was upset, but you didn't really wanna get into it. Your buzz was dying down and the loss of warmth from the setting sun sobered you somewhat. Nonetheless, you didn't really want Xiao simmering beside you.

"You're gonna scare young children with that face."

Your adeptus' face screws up, causing you to let out a few pitters of laughter.

"I don't understand why you are not angry." Xiao stated, brow pinched and arms crossed over his chest.

"I think we've had this conversation before." You muse. "But the roles were reversed."

Xiao does not look impressed. His lips are pressed into a frown. It's not at all helping in your conscious effort to get the Yaksha to smile. You've heard him laugh a few times, but you really wanted to see a smile. You were pretty sure it would end you on the spot, but you were willing to risk it.

"Remember? When we first met Kuni? I was really upset with the way he referred to you as a dog. Come to think of it, he did it again tonight." You let out a long breath. "But he was deflecting. Trying to focus my attention on that instead of him. He really doesn't like the idea of opening up, huh?" You looked up at the moon. "He's a lot like you."

Xiao's gaze flicks towards you, frown ever present.

"I don't react impulsively like he does."

"That's not what I meant." You sigh. "I just mean that the two of you have a hard time opening up to others. Or relying in others all together."

Xiao's gaze lifts towards the moon. The Wangshuu Inn comes into view over the horizon. You take the Yaksha's hand in yours, grinning as his gaze falls back on you.

"The two of you have at least one person you are confident enough to confide in at the very least." You swing your arms together as you walk. "Kuni relies on Aether as I hope you rely on me."

"I don't like speaking of me or my past." Xiao conveys, nerves evident in the very way he clutches at your hand.

"Oh I know." You muse. "And I'm not forcing you. Just letting you know that I'm here when you want to."

The adeptus squeezes your hand, acknowledging you but not speaking further on it. You are very aware of Xiao's inability to relive his past. You didn't poke or prod after the initial try. One day, he'd open up and talk to you of his own will. One day you'd get to fully understand how Xiao came to be. For now, you would have to settle on having this. Xiao's hand in yours, the gentle breeze ruffling his hair as the two of you made your way home. It wasn't everything you wanted, but for now, it was enough.

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Once she's gone to sleep, chest raising and falling gently, Xiao pushes himself off her mattress, careful not to jostle her. She rolls over at his absence, grabbing at a pillow and bringing it to her chest. With one last fleeting glance, he makes his way to his rooftop, settling in the tree's branches. His gaze wandered the plains of Liyue, peeled for any strange behavior even from this far. It's peaceful at this hour. The moon is high above Wangshuu Inn, it's light a beacon for those who are lost.

"Xiao? You asked me to meet you here. What's up?"

The traveler pulled themselves up next to Xiao, settling a few inches away. The proximity used to bother him, now it just feels normal. She may very well be the reason for it, but he's not willing to unpack the luggage behind all of that.

"I want to do something for her…" the Yaksha admitted, cheeks dark as he turned away from Aether.

"Like what?" The blonde prodded.

"Something that will make her happy. She always goes out of her way to make sure everyone else is happy. I would like to priorities her this time."

It was silent for a long while before Xiao finally cracked and turned towards her best friend. He had sparkles in his eyes, smile stretching wide enough that the adeptus nearly asked him if it hurt.

"I am so proud of how far you have come." Aether gushed.

The Yaksha could feel his cheeks darkening in color once more.

"It is not a big deal. I just wish to do something… nice for her."

"That is a big deal!" The blonde exclaimed. "Ok. So let's talk ideas."

Xiao leaned against his branch, turning his head towards the traveler. He got comfortable because he knew this conversation was gearing up to be a long one. All he hopes for was that it'd lead to a favorable outcome: one where she was happy and smiling.

Chapter 46

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Xiao feels a little out of place standing in a kitchen. He doesn't cook, has never really had to. Menogias often tried different teas and sweets together, and would share with the other Yaksha. Xiao could remember a time when he was excited for the new flavor Menogias would share with the rest of them. They didn't need to eat, but trying the different teas offered a hobby in an otherwise monogamous day.

"Are you even paying attention? Paimon can't believe you would zone out when you're the one that asked for help."

The Yaksha watched as the pixie rolled her eyes. Her tenacity reminded him somewhat of the outlander. She was never rude, per se, but never really cared for the hierarchy. It was something that bothered him at the very beginning, but came to be something that he came to appreciate in the long run. She was a breath of fresh air, in an otherwise boring, black and grey world.

"Paimon hush." The traveler admonished.

The Adeptus didn't care that she was upset with him. He probably couldn't care less. She was not a priority of his. She came attached to Aether when they had met. He'd accepted that the two of them were a pair. More times than not, seeing Aether meant seeing Paimon. It wasn't a bad thing, simply a fact of life.

"Why? He's doing it again." She puffed out her cheeks, irritation evident.

"Just because I haven't spoken, does not mean I haven't been listening." The Yaksha supplied.

"So you remember the recipe I read out to you?" Aether asked with a raised brow.

Xiao looked away, laughter following the action immediately.

"She doesn't survive on air and brooding like you can, Xiao. If we don't finish this up soon, she's gonna figure out lunch for herself."

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You don't really have any plans for today. The sun is in the sky and the Liyue breeze is gentle in your hair. Xiao's balcony is void of his presence. You weren't really expecting him to be there either. He takes his role and the Guardian Yaksha of Liyue very seriously. You can't and don't expect him at your beck and call. So when the wind shifted behind you and teal graced your eyes, you're shocked to say the least. Xiao doesn't ignore you by any means. He does his best to balance his contract and being able to see you. It's evident in the little things. In the way he stays until you fall asleep. In the way that he holds your hand; gentle, but firm. It's in the way that he picks you up from things like restaurant outings when you know he would rather keep away from these social events. You don't fault him for his ineptitude towards social life (he's gotten plenty better with you and Aether constantly badgering him), but you will take the opportunity to poke fun if you can.

"The weather's beautiful today." You murmur, eyes shut and face towards the sun, like a sunflower in full bloom.

"It is." The Yaksha replies easily enough.

He stands next to you, shoulder to shoulder. There's no space between you and the childish piece of you wants to yell out 'how scandalous!' While the you living in the moment fights the butterflies in your chest. There hasn't been space between you and Xiao for a time now. His walls, though thick, have been chipped away slowly. You've made yourself a home in his heart, and he, one in yours.

"Something smells good." You turn towards the door, eyes settling on a basket.

It's quite large, and the image of Xiao carrying it is amusing to say the least. Your stomach growls as you come to the conclusion that there is food in the basket. There must be with that mouthwatering smell.

"Would you like to have a picnic?"

The words seem foreign from his mouth. His cheeks are dusted with a fine pink. This is one of your favorite expressions from the Yaksha. Bashful. You'd say it is your favorite, but you've yet to see him smile genuinely, and you're certain it would take the cake.

"Are you asking me out on a date, Xiao?"

You already know your smile is wide. Your adeptus is looking anywhere but you, nerves palpable. You reach out and take his hand, touch gentle as to not make him uncomfortable. Xiao, though he's accepted his feelings for you, still struggles with physical touch at times.

"I suppose I am." He responds, gaze meeting yours.

There's a powerful force of determination hidden in that moon like gaze. Xiao is the moon, just as Aether is the sun. Poetic, and yet it leaves no space for you in the analogy.

"I accept." You murmur, earning a small sigh of relief. "Were you worried?" You chuckle.

"I've never asked anyone that before. I didn't really know how it would play out." Your adeptus responds.

"How many hours did you spend asking Aether questions?" You ask with a knowing look while Xiao avoids your gaze expertly. "You're so cute."

Your cheeks are rosy with mirth and a warmth that only comes from feeling loved. He's not an expert by any means, but he is trying his best and that is enough.

"Where are we going?"

"I figured Mount Hulao would be nice." Xiao offered, gently pulling you in the direction of the basket and then the door.

"Sounds good to me." You replied, smile permanent as you pull the door shut behind the two of you.

The walk to Mount Hulao is peaceful. Xiao's eyes are sharp as you make your way through the wilds. Oddly, there are no Hillichurl camps around as you make your way through. No gan-gan woo fuckers floating around. Not even an unattended slime. It has you a little curious, but not enough to raise any alarms. Xiao keeps a gentle grip on your hand, steering you towards one of your favorite places. Once you guys get up into Mountain Shaper abode, Xiao releases your hand and you make a conscious effort not to openly pout. He set the basket he'd been carrying down on the ground, opening it to reveal a blanket. Your heart flutters as he shakes the blanket out, setting it on the ground. Though he looks natural, you know that this endeavor is new for him. You can see it in the way his brows are pinched and his focus is determined.

After the blanket is set, he guides you to take a seat on it. Once he's pleased that you're sitting, he starts unloading a bunch of containers with different types of food. You can't remember the name of every dish, but you're certain that you've tried them all at least once. As he continues to pull out dishes, they're starting to look like a top list of all your favs. It warms your cheeks and awakens the butterflies stuck between your ribs once more. Stupidly enough, it's the Almond Tofu that Xiao sets between the two of you that brings a smile to your face.

"You can eat which ever plate you wish." The adeptus states, reaching for a portion of the Almond Tofu for himself.

"I think there's far too many dishes for only two people." You muse, earning a frown from the Yaksha. "You're spoiling me." You tack on quickly.

"Is it spoiling when it's merely a part of your needs?" Xiao replies.

"Did you ask Aether to show you how to make all of these?" You ask, ignoring the adeptus' question.

All this food reminds you of your very first days in Teyvat. Of the day you met the adeptus. Your hand subconsciously travels towards the scar from that day. It's faded over time, but still noticeable if you happen to be wearing short sleeves. Aether's slime salve had saved you a really ugly scar, but it was Xiao's spear that had saved your life. And by consequence, you had Aether meet you in the kitchen of the Wangshuu Inn to teach you your Adeptus' favorite food.

"Will you eat?" Xiao asked gently.

It took you all of three seconds to realize that he was nervous. You picked up the dish closest to you and a fork, quickly shoving a fork full of food into your mouth.

"It's good."

You're not being polite. It actually is well done. You didn't expect it to be fabulous, but it's actually pretty good. You have to wonder just how many hours or days Xiao spent in the kitchen with Aether. Did he have to listen to Paimon chirping at him when he made mistakes? The thought brings a fond smile to your lips.

"You say that as though you expected it to be terrible."

Ever seen an Adeptus pout? It's definitely in your top ten Xiao reactions.

"I didn't expect it to be so good." You admit, earning a scoff from your Yaksha. "That wasn't a dig Xiao, I just assumed that cooking wasn't one of your many talents."

"Don't try to butter me up after insulting me."

"It wasn't an insult!" You laugh, knocking shoulders with Xiao.

He's still pouting, but you can't resist the warm feeling spreading through your chest. The food goes down easily, the gentle rays of the sun helping the two of you to relax. The wind is stronger up on Mount Hulao, and your vision hums happily at your hip. There is an abundance of anemo energy here. You could probably fly without your glider.

When you finish your food, both you and Xiao lay back in the sun. You point out shapes that the clouds remind you of while Xiao questions a few of the animals that you had mentioned. It's peaceful. It's something that you never really thought that you could have. You hope it doesn't dissolve. You hope that it's not a dream that you're going to wake up from soon, the sound of incessant beeping waiting for you.

"I want to try something."

You turn towards Xiao after he breeches the amicable silence that the two of you were sharing. Despite the anxious thoughts running through your head, laying here in the sun with Xiao so close… you were close to falling asleep.

"Hm?..." You hum, letting your adeptus know that you had heard him.

"Aether has told me that consent is something very important. I wouldn't want to overstep any bounds, but I am curious."

You open your eyes, flipping over so that you are on your stomach, facing the adeptus. He doesn't look stressed, but rather, he has a blush on his cheeks. It's intriguing to say the very least.

"And what's that?"

Your heart is thundering in your chest as the Yaksha sits up, cheeks rosy, but eyes trained on you. He's determined, and you love it. It's setting the butterflies free and awakening a different desire.

"I wish to kiss you."

You blink, shock marring your features. It's not like you haven't thought of kissing the Yaksha before. It's not even as though you hadn't dreamt it, both before getting thrown into Teyvat, and after. It's just… You never thought he would ask you on his own? It's strange to see Xiao voicing his desires. Oftentimes it's like pulling teeth to get your adeptus to admit that he wants something, but he came forth with this on his own. You're stuck between being proud and excited. Xiao is still staring at you, and you still aren't sure what proper etiquette for this type of thing is. Sure you've kissed someone before, but never a socially inept adeptus. Would it freak him out if you leaned forward? Would you steal his confidence if you sat still?

"You can say no. I was merely—"

"No! Yes! You can—holy god."

Xiao looked confused with your outburst, so you quickly tacked on:

"I have been waiting forever for this!"

"For me to ask to kiss you?" The adeptus confirmed.

"Ya? I didn't want to overstep your boundaries."

Xiao's eyes bounce around the area before he leans into your space.

"Are you sure this is ok?" He murmurs, a breath away.

"For the love of all the archons, Xiao, please kiss me." You urge.

He closes the space between the two of you, lips clumsy with inexperience. You let him figure himself out. There are no fireworks. There is, however, the warmth of understanding that your adeptus shares a trust in you deep enough that he's willing to make himself vulnerable in front of you. And isn't that better than fireworks any day?

Chapter 47

Notes:

I'm in Spain without the S. I'm a softball player, went to slide at second base and the jackass playing the base was blocking it. Instead of spiking him I landed on my knee, hard, and caught myself on my arm, so now my knee's bruised to shit and I have sand burn on my arm. Finals tomorrow... SOS

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With the sun high in the sky, you wake up with a smile on your face. You'd dreamt of a pink cheeked Yaksha with a bashful smile. He had been so nervous the day he'd asked to kiss you. You could feel it in the way he shifted. In the way his fingers twitched when he reached for you. It was in the way when your lips first touch, he froze up, and when you decided to test the waters, he let out a shaky breath.

Your fingers brush against your lips, smile evident and cheeks rosy. Ya, you were definitely in love with Liyue's Guardian Yaksha. There was no sliver of doubt in you for that fact. You had, however, questioned Xiao's feelings for you quite often, and you needed to put a stop that. You knew he wasn't an expert on romance by any means, but he had set up that date. He had made all you favorite foods. He had held your hands and kissed you. There was definitely something there. He definitely felt something above any other person he met. At least… you wanted to hope. It's not like he's said the words 'I love you' clear as day. His actions speak for him, but you would like to hear them… the words you've said so openly to your Yaksha.

"Not like I can ask though…" You mutter, flopping back into your bed. "Wouldn't mean anything if I did…" you grumbled, pulling the blanket over your head.

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"I heard she tried to get you to open up to you."

Aether watched as Kuni turned away. The Outlander and the ex-Fatui member were nothing close to best friends. He doesn't think they plan on deepening that relationship, but, there is something said to being able to talk to someone that won't sugar coat anything. Someone who will tell you want you need to hear and not necessarily what you want to hear.

"She was just a blathering drunk." Kuni muttered.

"Her words bothered you, then." Aether stated, putting his hands up at the heated glare he received. "She's not from here, so she has an uncanny way of dealing with things. Maybe it'd be good for you?"

"I don't need that crap."

Aether let out a sigh, withering a bit. He wasn't really thinking that Kuni would jump at the idea, but he was kinda hoping he'd be a little more open to it.

"We don't inherently need anything. Though I suggest you start leaning on the people who offer you a shoulder."

Aether left it at that, watching as the ex-Fatui member pressed his lips together and looked away.

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You're hanging out in the wilds, bow in hand and target surrounded by scattered arrows in various rates of demise. The target is clean. Not a single shot landed. You miss the times where you were able to aim with the crosshairs while you were holding your controller. Those were the easy days. Now, your hand-eye coordination was probably the worst thing you have seen, ever.

"This shit sucks." You huffed, dismissing the bow in your hands.

In all honesty, you couldn't see yourself using it in combat any time soon. And anyways, who had time to aim and shoot a bow anyways? Your polearm would forever be your first choice in weapon. Not because it was something Xiao taught you, but rather, it was the first weapon you laid your hands on, and felt the most right when you were fighting to protect your life.

You heard some rustling in the foliage behind you, your polearm appearing in your hands in seconds, the blade position to strike if the opportunity presented itself.

Someone stepped out of the greenery, red eyes and tanned skin a contrast to Liyue's citizens. In his hands, a polearm spoke volumes for how he interpreted your stance. His snow like hair billowed silently in the wind as you straightened up somewhat.

"Sorry. Thought you were a stray Hillichurl or something." You offered a smile while the other man stood a little straighter.

Soon after, a familiar voice leaked through.

"Cyno, I'm pretty sure you have us lost. Can we not just take a second to look the map over again?"

"Tighnari?" You asked, mouth agape.

The Forest Ranger pauses in his attempt to take out his map, eyes falling on you. Recognition follows quickly after.

"Outlander. What a surprise. Maybe you could convince Cyno we're lost."

"I don't like these trees…" Cyno muttered, earning both your attentions.

You cocked your head to the side, dispelling your weapon in favor of trying to figure out what Tighnari's friend was trying to get at. Hearing the Forest Ranger push his face into his hands and groan didn't really help either.

"They seem rather shady…"

You blinked at the red-eyed boy before snorting. In the same instance, Tighnari grumbled out "You are insufferable."

"That was awful." You agreed, though there was a smile on your face.

"But you laughed. Tighnari seldom laughs at my jokes."

"That's because your jokes aren't funny!" Tighnari scoffed before flipping his map open. "I'll laugh when you're actually funny."

"He really lives up to his name. Tigh-NAH-ri." You muse.

Cyno blinked at you a few times before he processed your joke. He didn't really laugh, but the corner of his lips lifted while Tignari groaned in despair.

"Please, not the two of you. Have mercy." He pleaded.

"Where are you guys heading?" You decided to put Tighnari out of his misery.

"There's a TCG tournament in Mondstadt that's broadcasting a super rare card that Cyno will simply die if he doesn't get." You could hear Tighnari rolling his eyes as he spoke while Cyno perked up.

"I'm not sure what the card is, but my interests are peaked." Cyno added.

"He isn't even sure if it'll work in his deck. What if it's a support card that doesn't apply?"

"I could make multiple decks, Nari." Cyno breathed out a sigh.

As the two of them went back and forth, you were starting to feel like you were intruding on something personal. They seemed to feed off of each other's energy quite easily. Though Tighnari expresses irritation around Cyno, he seems to be more at ease. He'd seemed rigid when you'd been back in Sumeru. Then again, you could probably link that back to the fact that you were dying on a cot inside one of his huts relying solely on his education on the herbs around you to make you better. You didn't really know if this was how Tighnari normally acted, or if Cyno was someone important to him. Someone who he could relax around without his mask.

"What are you staring at me like that for?"

"Sorry." You smiled sheepishly at the Sumeran botanist. "I was wondering what TCG was."

"It's a trading card game. You and your opponent set three characters down and use them based on dice rolls and support cards." Cyno eagerly explained.

"Damn. Y'all really said 'Yugioh' and thought I wouldn't notice." You mused.

Both Tighnari and Cyno looked a little confused.

"Never mind. It's a game from… my past." You stated, not really sure if telling Cyno that you weren't exactly from Teyvat was something you wanted to do just yet. "Then again, Yugioh had no dice…" You added with a small smile.

"Cyno's gotten obsessed with this new game. I try not to complain. It gets him to do something other than prowl to Academy hallways in look of trouble."

"I don't prowl."

"That's literally how you found me." Tighnari grumbled.

"It was far past the library's functioning hours, Nari." Cyno sighed.

"I was studying and lost track of time. Sue me."

"You're so dramatic."

"God I would ship the shit out of you two." You mused.

"You would what?" Tighnari asked, Cyno looking just as lost. "Ship us where?"

"Don't worry about it." You chuckled. "So there's a tournament in Mondstadt hm? I think I might drag Xiao out there if he's willing. There's a certain bard I'd like to talk to. Maybe he can shed some light on how to get myself figured out while using a bow."

"You've got multiple fighting styles?" Cyno asked, interests peaked.

"Too many if you ask me." You sighed.

"Most people have one weapon that they are partial too."

"If I had a Mora for every time I've had this conversation." You mused.

Tighnari fell into step with you as you headed back towards Wangshuu Inn. You weren't entirely certain where Xiao was at this time of the day, but you figured that both Tighnari and Cyno could go for a cooked meal and probably some rest.

"You guys cool if I take you towards the Inn for the day? I can talk to Xiao and see if we can join you on the way to Mondstadt tomorrow?"

"Some food would be nice." Tighnari easily agreed.

"Resting before the tournament is a good idea. I would hate to lose a duel due to exhaustion from the road." Cyno stated with a sage nod.

Once you'd made it back home, you directed Tighnari and Cyno towards the restaurant so that they could get a hot meal before you headed up to Xiao's roof. Peeking your head out, you were surprised to find him standing on the balcony.

"I saw you walking towards here." He states easily, turning towards you.

"Aw, and you waited?" You asked, heading towards him.

"Is that a surprise to you?"

"No… Just a nice feeling." You smile.

You lean into his space, smile growing when he chooses to support your weight instead of shy away from you. The patience you had displayed while courting the Yaksha was beginning to pay off, and you couldn't be happier.

"How was your day?" You hum, enjoying the breeze as it weaved through your locks.

"Not very busy. Though there seems to be more and more karma induced hillichurl camps, they weren't numerous today." Xiao stated.

"Hey Xiao? On a scale from one to Mondstadt, how free are you tomorrow?"

The Yaksha looked down at you with a raised eyebrow. Maybe it was Cyno's terrible joke from earlier that spired this on. Or maybe it was the copious amount of fanfiction that you'd read with Sara and shared laughs with. Xiao didn't really seem impressed though.

"C'mon. That was an A class pick up line, Xiao." You huffed.

"You're asking me on a date?"

"Uh… Kinda? I wanna go to Mondstadt."

Xiao seem to tense, turning towards you slowly.

"What's in Mondstadt?"

"I would like to meet Venti."

"You want to casually meet an Archon?"

Xiao looked quite skeptical, which was really playing on your confidence.

"Well… I'd actually like to ask him a few pointers on my new weapon. Probably archery in general… and maybe something a little more… private…" you lead off, blushing.

"You want council… from Barbados?"

"Can you stop asking me like that? You're really building me a confidence issue here."

"I cannot just—"

"I think you should go."

"Jesus Christ all mighty—Zhongli. Hey. How you doing?"

The Geo archon stepped out onto the balcony. He seemed as serene as ever. You seldom sought after Zhongli's audience unless you really needed to convince Xiao of something. Even at that, it was usually only a threat.

"My contract—"

"Does not chain you to Liyue. People are entitled to vacations Xiao. We are no longer in the era of wars. I wish for you to enjoy what Teyvat has to offer. Even if it is in small spurts."

"I don't wish to take advantage of your benevolence, Morax."

"And I, your loyalty." Zhongli replied, smile growing as Xiao looked away. "You are very dear to me, Xiao. I don't wish for you to miss out on growing as a person on my account. Go to Mondstadt. Give Venti my regards. Bring him a bottle of wine. I have it on good regard that he takes well to those type of offerings." The geo archon stated.

"Checkmate." You mused, getting into Xiao bubble.

Your Yaksha let out an irritated sigh, turning away from both you and Zhongli.

"Just the two of us?" he asked.

"Wellllllll…." You led off.

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Chapter 48:

Swallowing your pride for Xiao is a harder pill to swallow than you would like to admit. You're seldom to admit that there are things that you wouldn't do for the adeptus. This is something you can accomplish. Just a little discomfort to help Xiao in the long run. A small price to pay when he's so graciously (i.e. was forced) agreed to coming to Mondstadt with you. Even Aether was coming along. You had dragged both of them, and Paimon, to dinner with Cyno and Tighnari. Then again, they were finishing up, so it had turned into you paying for a round of drinks (A tea for your adeptus, he wasn't in the mood for alcohol).

"Hey Qiqi!" You called, the zombie girl coming into view as you made it to the top of the stairs. "Is Baizhu in?"

The question had your skin crawling. You meant no ill will towards the doctor, he just… gave you the hibi jibbies. You couldn't quite pinpoint it. Snakes probably didn't have the same connotations in Genshin as they did from your world. More times than not, they were used to express cunning or a villain. Baizhu wearing one on his neck had always been something that stood out to you. It was a hundred percent judging him before really getting to know him, and though it was a fault of yours, you still couldn't push passed it and try and befriend the doctor. Of course, that didn't mean you had to treat him awfully either.

"Ah, Outlander." The doctor called, small smile on his lips as he made his way towards the counter. "What can I help you with?"

He looked pale, almost sickly. You had to wonder how good of a doctor he could possibly be if he couldn't even keep himself in good health, but kept your thoughts to yourself. Plastering a smile on your lips and manifesting a pleasant aura, you gave him the reason for your visit.

"Can I get the tea you've been making for Xiao? We're going away for a while and I want to make sure he has it with him, just in case."

"Ah. I have it around here somewhere…" The doctor turned, working through the many drawers that decorated the wall behind him. "I am glad that he receives at least a smidgen of relief from it. I was worried that my lack of knowledge on the Adepti would leave it lacking."

"Thank you for trying." You offered a sincere smile. "It means a lot to me."

Baizhu paused in his search to offer you a smile in return.

"Of course. He is a citizen of Liyue." He stated matter-of-factly.

"Doctor Baizhu…"

Qiqi grabbed both of your attentions, producing a small wooden box. If you didn't know any better, you would assume that there was jewelry in it.

"Ah! Thank you Qiqi." Baizhu praised, patting her head gently before taking the box. "I'm sure you know how it works, but make sure to brew it efficiently for the best results."

"Thank you." You took the wooden box as Baizhu held it out for you, trying really hard not to make eye contact with the snake on his shoulders.

"Send my regards to our Yaksha." Baizhu smiled pleasantly.

"Will do." You called back.

The sun was starting to get warm as you made your way towards Wangshuu Inn. As you got closer, you could count all your companions outside. Even Kuni was present, his hat pulled down as if to avoid eye contact. He was even standing behind Aether. Strange, but you'd bother him later. First, the angry pixie coming your way.

"Hey! Paimon wants to know why you're the last one here when you were adamant about us getting up and leaving early!" She demanded.

Taking a deep breath, you smiled with no happiness behind it.

"Alright!" Aether quickly stepped in, yanking Paimon back. "I'm sure there's a good reason Paimon."

"You went shopping this early?"

You glanced towards Xiao, whose eyes were on the bag in your hand.

"Kinda. Here." You held the bag out towards him, earning a quizzical gift from him.

In the background, you heard Tighnari groan, ears pulled flat against his head.

"Please, Cyno." He begged.

"What did the lettuce say to the salad?" Cyno prompted.

"Let us in." Tighnari grumbled, clearly over Cyno's jokes.

"Lettuce can't talk, Nari…"

You choked on your laughter at the murderous look the forest ranger sent towards his friend.

"I know you're the Matra, but I'm contemplating murder just for a few moments of peace."

"That'd be a killer move." Cyno stated, far too straight faced to be making these jokes. "Get it? Cause you'd be murdering me and that would make you a kill—"

"Oh boy! We're leaving!" Tighnari exclaimed, leaving to catch up with Aether and a disgruntled Paimon.

"I see where your horrible pick up line came from." Xiao stated from beside you, sigh leaving his lips.

"Oh c'mon! He's hilarious." You muse, smile far more genuine than a mere hour ago.

"I feel for his partner." The Yaksha stated, peeking into the bag. "Medicine?"

"Tea." You corrected.

He pressed his lips together, looking away from you.

"Nah! Come back! Was that a smile?!" You called, grabbing his shoulders.

"Probably not." The Yaksha stated, back to normal.

"No fair!" You whined, pout taking over.

"One day." Xiao promised, amusement clear in his gaze.

"I will collect, Xiao. Mark my words."

The trip to Mondstadt isn't long per se. It's filled with laughs and groans. Cyno, though he struggles with the timing of his punch lines and puns, is actually quite amusing. Or maybe it's because he struggles with it that he is funny. You think that Tighnari might just be a closet fan of Cyno's jokes, but you choose not to pry. When Cyno isn't paying attention, you catch Tighnari's gaze on the Matra. When Tighnari talks plants with Aether, you see the wonder in Cyno's eyes. You hope that one of them eventually admits their feelings to the other. Or perhaps they have, and their relationship is something that they share, and them alone.

When the gates of Mondstadt come into view, there's this semblance of nostalgia that fills you. Though you've never set foot here, physically, you have spent hours in this city. Story quests, side quests and even events. You had started your Genshin addiction in this very city. Though Liyue was home to you, Mondstadt would always have this ability to soothe you. You didn't live in its walls, but you could offer any traveler directions.

"Why do you look like you're about to cry?" Cyno inquired.

"Paimon's starving!" The pixie decreed, pulling a sigh from both you and Aether alike.

"I… know a lot about Mondstadt. I'm just really excited to be visiting for the first time." You smile, earning a nod from the Matra.

"Oh? Visitors."

Your neck snapped so quick you were certain Xiao winced. Ignoring having almost broke your neck, your gaze traveled towards the Knight of Favonias, a smile growing.

"Kaeya! Paimon hasn't seen you in ages. Have you been playing hooky?" The pixie asked.

"Nothing like that." Kaeya replies, but doesn't make any effort to elaborate.

He wasn't a character you simped for, per se, (You'd leave that faze at Xiao) but he was one of your favorite characters for the sole reason that he was able to talk himself out of any situation. You absolutely loved how he could smooth talk himself out of any issue.

"Traveler, will you be introducing the rest of your group, or am I to guess their names?" Kaeya mused.

"Cyno."

You blinked at the Matra, not particular surprised at his greeting, but exasperated nonetheless.

"Tighnari, follower of the TCG idiot." The forest ranger sighed heavily, his wariness evident in the way his ears hung limply.

Bright blue eyes landed on you, causing you to tense up.

"Oh! Uh… [y/n], but everyone calls me the Outlander." You offered a small smile.

"Xiao, Guardian Yaksha of Liyue." Your adeptus slices through your greeting, words nearly as sharp as his weapon.

"Oh." Kaeya's eyes widen slightly. "How fascinating. I thought you were relegated to Liyuen soil."

"I'm learning new things as she parades me around." The Yaksha explained, shrugging somewhat as if to say 'what can you do?'.

"What an interesting entourage you've seemed to have gathered, Aether." Kaeya muses. "I don't presume you would say no to a drink after traveling all day?"

You turned your gaze towards Xiao, watching as he let out a gentle sigh. He looked really annoyed, but otherwise, chose to stay silent. Paimon practically had stars in her eyes, tiny fingers balled together at the mention of drinks. You could see the smoke raising as she tried to find a way to get food incorporated into that deal.

"Tighnari and I will pass. I wish to rest before checking out the TCG scene tomorrow. Thank you for the offer." Cyno stated, stepping away, a barely on his feet Tighnari following after him shortly.

"My brother owns a bar here. The drink is good." Kaeya coxed.

Where there was drink, you were certain to find a certain bard.

"I could go for a drink. That ok with you, Xiao?" You asked, knocking shoulders with the adeptus.

"You needn't ask my permission to go out with friends."

"I'm asking you to come." You rolled your eyes.

"Why didn't you just say that?"

"You're impossible."

"You no longer wish for me to accompany you then?" He asked.

You rolled your eyes, silently slipping your fingers into his hand and hoping that that was response enough to his inquiries. You were starting the believe that the adeptus was making fun of you more times than not when it came to these missed social ques… but you'd take that over losing him any day.

"Lovely. Two takers. And the rest of you?"

Aether turned towards Kuni, who wore a permanent scoff. He hadn't said a word this entire trip. In all honesty, you kind of forgot he was there. There was something to be said about being able to forget that the ex-fatui member was with you. He'd proven long ago that you were no longer at the top of his shit list, but you weren't naïve enough to think that you had escaped it entirely.

"Kuni?" Aether prompted.

The Wanderer clicked his tongue, annoyance evident in his violet gaze as he lifted his head. He looked… angry. For what reason, you couldn't quite understand, but it sent a shudder down your spine. One that was violent enough that Xiao sent you a concerned look.

"Pass." The ex-Fatui member grumbled, heading off towards what you could only presume to be the local inn.

Aether let out another long sigh. Kuni's behavior wasn't out of character per se… but it was concerning. You had spent the last few months with him without incident… sure you liked to poke at each other and rile each other up, but his animosity hadn't been this evident since when you had first met.

"Everything alright?" You asked, raising a brow towards your best friend.

"Wish I could tell you." He sighed again. "He hasn't spoken a word since before we left Liyue except for 'yes' and 'no'. 'Pass' is actually expanding. I'm not quite sure what to do with him."

"He's a big boy, he'll figure himself out." Kaeya chose to intervene, reminding you of his presence.

"You're probably right." The blonde murmured. "Let's go get those drinks. I haven't seen Diluc in a while." He turned a tired smile towards the Knight of Favonious.

"Fantastic." Kaeya agreed, leading the way.

This was it… it could be the night that you got to meet Venti! You were really hoping that he could come through on a certain favor. It would go a long way for both you and your adeptus. Fingers crossed that you'd find him in Diluc's bar.