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Part 1 of World Crossers: Navigator
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Far From Home

Summary:

It hit him just as hard as one of the teen’s whacks of his paper fan.

The child before him was a bloody offering.

He wasn’t sure what was more sickening. The fact that this girl’s father left her here to die, or that she was to be an offering to something far worse than what had found her.

Or:
How Kuro finds a child in a forest and brings her back to Mahiru.
(Chapter 27-Descendants of Alice pt.8)

Notes:

This was inspired by two things.
a tumblr post: http://ultramarcypan.tumblr.com/post/165591745533/word-nerds-united-are-you-an-angel-the
and the song called Far From Home by Five Finger Death Punch. This is my first work, so comments and request are welcome.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Forest of Lost and Found

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He’s never done something like this before.

Children were more Lust’s department, seeing as how his subclass was made up of nothing but children. Yet staring into the eyes of the small human before him, the Servamp of Sloth couldn’t help but notice the gleam in them as the child looked at him with such awe.

“Are you an angel?”

The little girl couldn’t be no more than five, in human years, her long brown hair was free of any ties which framed her already large honey colored eyes. Her hands were clasped in front of her in prayer. Nothing on her but a white slip standing out in the middle of a clearing in a forest. In mid-winter at night, he might add. As he stayed silent, her eyes grew wider before she smiled up at him.

“You are an angel!”

There she went again. What part of him looked like an angel? He was dressed in a blue jacket with four tails attached and dark fur on the hood. The bell his Eve gave him hung around his neck. His white pants were held up by a belt and his black boots almost reach his knee. Not to mention that his hair is a lighter shade than his jacket with red eyes that change shades depending on light and bags underneath them. His face was in his usual bored expression, but there’s nothing he could do about that, much to the Eve’s chagrin.

“Look kid…” he tried to find the words but the girl in front of the Servamp cut him off.

“Okaa-san told me to pray every night and the angels will hear them. And here you are!” Her eyes fell to the ground just as her smile did. “Otou-san isn’t nice like he was. He told me that Okaa-san was here, but I can’t find her.” Tears began to form in her eyes. “So, I prayed that an angel would take me to my Okaa-san.”

The centuries-old vampire looked around the forest, sweat beading from his temple. The little girl hadn’t done anything wrong. The sins that tainted most adults had yet to be planted in her soul. As he looked around, he could feel something strange in the clearing.

It hit him just as hard as one of the teen’s whacks of his paper fan.

The child before him was a bloody offering.

He wasn’t sure what was more sickening. The fact that this girl’s father left her here to die, or that she was to be an offering to something far worse than what had found her. Children might not be his forte, hell people in general, but he knew enough that all children need their parents.

If you do nothing, you’ll regret it later. Thinking simply, wouldn’t it be easier to act right then?’ The words of his Eve came back to bite him. ‘She’s alone and scared with no one. You’re right there…’ Why does his inner voice sound like his contractor? Even if he was a lazy Servamp, he still had standards.

“I’m not an angel,” He leaned down to pick up the small human, a small gleam in his eyes. “Not even close. I’m someone different.”

The little girl tilted her head as she was lifted off the ground. “Really?” Now that he had her in his arms, he could feel the small shivers that were racking her body. For such a tiny human, she was putting on a very brave face.

Kuro tried his hardest to give her a small smile as he hugged her close. “There’s someone I know. They might not compare to your mother, but they’ll be the next best thing…”

“But I want to see my Okaa-san…” the girl wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Sleep…” he whispered in her ear, adding a bit of power behind it. “You’ll be home soon.”

***___***

Mahiru was shocked, to say the least.

He was used to going on late night walks with is Servamp, he just wasn’t used to him bringing back little kids, especially small girls dressed only in a white nightgown. They were out of town for a getaway, just the two of them, since the incident with Tsubaki. Misono offered to let them stay in a villa the Alicen family owned up in the mountains. Mahiru was hesitant at first, but he knew that a getaway was what they needed. Especially for Kuro, he went through the most while trying to talk with the youngest Servamp, to reason with him. And it took its toll on him.

So he was expecting a lot of things from the lazy vampire. Bringing back a kid was not one of them. He eyed the sleeping girl in the taller male’s arms as memories surfaced. He wanted to scold the vampire, but the first words out of his mouth were, “She’s not a pet you know?”

“I know, Mahiru. But she’s got no one else…” the blue haired male held her tighter to his chest. “She was left as an offering, out in the forest. I couldn’t leave her.”

The teen shrugged out of his winter coat to cover the girl before taking her into his arms. She was surprisingly light for someone her age, so the transfer was smooth. “I’m not saying you should’ve left her. I’m just saying we can’t keep her.”

“I found her. She’s mine…” This was the first time that Mahiru heard the vampire become possessive of someone other than him. It was heart-warming and a little worrying. Mahiru was still a high schooler. There was no way he could become a parent at sixteen. But if it was what the Servamp of Sloth wanted, there must be something he could do.

“She’s a little girl, Kuro. Not a possession. There are a lot of things that she’s going to need and you can’t quit halfway.” He offered his Servamp a side glance as they began to make their way back to the villa. “I have to know that you’re in this for the long haul. No matter what, understand?”

The blue-haired male nodded his head.

“Good. I’ll talk to my uncle and Misono. See if we can’t get legal guardianship. We’ll take this one step at a time.”

Kuro gave a small smile as he came up beside his contractor. The way he looked at the girl in his arms was very much different than normal. But it was good to see that he was forming some sort of connection with the sleeping child. Mahiru was glad that this girl wouldn’t be as alone as he was. She would know the love of parents, even if they weren't the conventional type of parents. She would have someone to cook her meals, someone to play with, to study with. To walk home with. To hold her when she gets hurt and cries. Laugh and share all the good times. She would have a crazy extended family, with both the Eves and the Servamps, not to mention all of their subclasses.

“When she wakes up, we’ll have to ask what her name is.” Mahiru looked down at the child in his arms. “But I’m surprised that you want to keep her. Wouldn’t it have been easier to just pick her up and hand her off to Lily or Licht?”

“I would’ve, but then she reminded me of a troublesome Eve and I just…couldn't.” A shrug of his shoulders. A warm, fuzzy feeling began to spread all throughout Mahiru’s body. Now that he thought about it, her hair was almost the same shade as his, even by the moonlight. “You’re always saying that if you didn’t do anything, you’d regret it later. And I knew that if you were the one who found her, you would stick your nose where it doesn’t belong.”

“I’m not that bad…am I?” He hugged the girl tighter to help warm her up. She needed the jacket more than he did.

“Worse…” his companion deadpanned. Mahiru laughed as he took it as it was, Kuro’s version of a compliment.

When they get back, things will be different. Much different, but it was a good thing. They were never too far from home so long as they had each other. And now they were adding a new family member to their ever-expanding circle. And if no one questioned how they went to the mountains by themselves and came back with a child, well it was no one’s business but their own.

It might not have been what he was expecting during their late-night walk, but Mahiru was glad. He could tell that Kuro was happy was well.