soul_logs | All I want to be is a hero [Closed]

Yuuri hadn't expected the call to come in, but when it had, the young Maou hadn't hesitated in accepting the mission. Why there would be such a concern with cats was beyond him. Unless, of course, the cats had rabies, then that was something he could definitely understand! Did they even have rabies in this world? That was something he should probably ask later, since he hated to think of anyone going through that pain.

Walking alongside the blonde, Yuuri peered up at the hero at the statement. "Aa yeah, I'll definitely make sure to do that," he muttered sheepishly. Yuuri just hoped that even if he did end up with the pointy end, that there weren't any nasty surprises waiting for him. A shudder ran through his body at the thought, but he pushed it back.

"That would be great! I'd love to see them," Yuuri said with excitement. Rubbing at the back of his head at the question, he smiled sheepishly. "I don't actually have a weapon, sorry."

He suspected that Yuuri was pretty good at getting out of the way, but it was so hard to tell when someone was in weapon form. Actually, he wasn't entirely certain how Yuuri fought normally, but the kid apparently liked baseball. That meant that the kid had to have at least a decent swing, right?

"Oh, you will, don't worry," he replied with an arrogant smirk. It lasted only a few moments when it was clear that Yuuri had no actual weapon. He would resonate with the kid, but Sephiroth would tear his arms off, so... best to just do this the old fashioned way.

"Here, you take this," he said, offering over the nailbat to Yuuri. "I've got a knife on me that will look just as heroic and inspiring when I use it. Okay?"

His expression brightened at the thought that Cloud would show him that. He couldn't wait to see his friend in action again! Sure, they'd gone out on a mission just a few days ago, but the young Maou always enjoyed seeing heroes fight like Cloud did.

"Huh--?" He sounded questionably while finding Cloud's nailbat offered. Glancing down at it, Yuuri was about to protest the offer before Cloud beat him to the punch. Looking hesitantly at his friend, the young Maou tentatively reached forward as he asked, "If you're sure..."

He didn't want to take all of the fun for himself on this mission, and it would give him a good idea if Yuuri needed more training from him. At worst, they would chase around some cats and wonder what the big deal was about. At best, they would get some scars. Chicks apparently like that, right?

Pushing the nailbat into Yuuri's hands, he pulled the large hunting knife from his boot and showed it to his friend. "You know how to swing a bat, I take it?" He started to move towards the second zone, intent of sniffing out some cats. This shouldn't be difficult.

There was a familiar weight felt in his hands as Cloud placed the handle against his palm. It had been months since he'd last picked up a baseball bat, and he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic over the whole feeling. Maybe he should find someone to be a part of his battery team, but the thought drew back memories of Conrad, and Yuuri quickly pushed it away.

"Yeah, I can swing it without any problems. Thank you Cloud," Yuuri said with a bright smile. He didn't hesitate in following after Cloud, and quickened his pace to walk alongside his friend. "Do you really think that cats could be such a problem here?"

The look on Yuuri's face meant that the kid knew how to use a baseball bat, which meant that they had nothing to worry about. He might even feel bad taking on a bunch of pussycats like they were armed, so he wasn't so certain what the problem was. Still, the sooner they got this done, the better for all involved.

He stopped near the fence surrounding the Zone 2 area and looked around. "No, I don't, but apparently they are. I wonder if this is another test or something by Mustang..." he muttered before he heard it.

Turning his head to the sound of a low growl, he saw glowing cat eyes from a nearby alleyway and wondered what Sephiroth was doing playing a trick on them. And then the cat stepped out, but it was huge compared to the normal cats he'd seen. It hissed, and he raised an eyebrow. "Okay... maybe a bit of a problem. Rememeber to avoid the pointy ends, right?" The cat charged at them hissing and with full intention of causing damage.

Another test by Mustang? Oh, the thieving thing. Yuuri definitely hoped that it was nothing like that. While he had forgiven them for what had happened, it didn't mean that he liked it. Too many precious items had been taken, after all.

"I hope not, but if it is, hopefully nothing's getting stolen this time," Yuuri said with an awkward grin on his face.

He slowed to a stop as he caught sight of something in the shadows up ahead. It wasn't until the oversized cat came stalking out that his eyes widened. "Eeeh? That thing's huge!" He exclaimed in surprise. Glancing up at Cloud with wide eyes, Yuuri's attention shifted between the large felines and his friend as he said, "Pointy ends! ...Right..."

Well, he doubted Mustang was the type to repeat lessons, so he figured this was something new. Of course, thoughts that this might not be a mission went out the window at the size of the cat charging.

He dodged to the side to avoid the claw swipe, and he sized up the pussycat before realizing that two more had appeared, a fat ginger and a pure grey cat, both as big at the first. "They breed their cats big here," he said and held the knife out in front of him as the two new ones charged at him.

The first one, a pure white cat, turned its attention on Yuuri and growled low before making a leap for the kid's face with all four clawed feet.

How could it be possible for domestic cats to be that big! He could understand their size if they were tigers or lions, but these were domestic cats! His thoughts came to an abrupt halt when he saw the white one charging right by Cloud and to where he was.

Eyes widening, Yuuri yelped out loudly before trying to scramble out of the way. He fell down on his backside when he narrowly missed the first attack, and while bringing up his borrowed bat, he called out in alarm, "Just what sort of cats are these?!"

He kept one eye on Yuuri, who managed to get out of the way as he suspected the kid could. His other eye was on the two dog-sized cats that were crouching low and sizing him up. It was a good thing he gave Yuuri a weapon and even better he had an extra for himself. "The angry kind," he called back.

The white cat landed where Yuuri had once been, but it turned quickly and charged in again. Instead of going for the face, its keen eyes locked onto one of Yuuri's legs, and it went with all feet and mouth for the meaty calf.

The ginger took the lead against the blonde and charged at Cloud's legs while the grey waited patiently before leaping to attack the upper body.

Yuuri wouldn't deny the fact that these cats definitely were of the angry variety. Whatever question ran through his head wondering why they were, disappeared as the crazy white cat turned and ran in to attack him again.

Panic gripped his chest, but it didn't stop him from scrambling back up to his feet. Swinging out with the nailbat, the young Maou gave a small cry as he ran forward with his weapon. He didn't know what he was aiming at, but all he knew was that there were teeth and claws heading his way, and he wanted nothing to do with either of them.

Cloud twisted as he found his legs knocked hard, and his knife swung out to slash at the grey cat. He fell backwards, but the moment that his backside hit the ground, he was rolling away and back to his feet. He settled in a crouch and stared at the two cats. He was going to have to get up close and personal to get rid of them, he figured.

The white cat abandoned its attack when Yuuri came at it swinging that strange looking piece of wood. It dodged around behind the dark-haired boy, and it moved in to sink its claws into the back of Yuuri's calf while also making the attempt to bite the boy's backside.

The ginger swished its tail before starting to circle the blonde, moving in slowly before darting in to scratch at curled legs. The grey, now bleeding from a wound on the shoulder, narrowed its eyes and followed its partner into direct combat by attacking the opposite side.

The swing of his nailbat was clean and fast, but utterly useless as Yuuri's careless movements warned the cat away before anything could hit. Flailing to a stop, the young Maou wasn't fast enough to turn around in time.

He cried out in pain as claws slashed across his calf. Stumbling to his knees, Yuuri clenched his teeth in pain moments before teeth sunk into the flesh of his backside.

Yuuri reacted automatically as he flailed around to smack the white cat with the edge of his baseball bat. "Cloud!" He called out in pained alarm. The last thing he wanted to do was be a burden to someone else, but Yuuri knew that he needed help with this. Fighting never was his strong suit.

Cloud slashed out with the blade at the grey cat when it came into range, but he took the claws to his legs with a wince. Those claws were sharp, and they cut through his pant material easily. Still, his aim was to take one of the huge cats out, and it meant sacrificing a bit of mobility.

Of course, he twisted his head around as he moved to toss the grey cat aside at Yuuri's sudden call. His blue eyes narrowed as he forced himself to his feet and rushed over to the helpless boy. "Stay down," he ordered firmly and threw himself over to cover Yuuri's body with his own.

The grey cat yowled in pain as the blade sunk deep to its abdomen, and it was thrown to the side. It landed on its feet but stumbled before making one last charge after the running blonde. The ginger cat followed as soon as the blonde rushed away, taking the opportunity to leap onto the blonde's back and start clawing the flesh available. The white cat purred as it struck in on Yuuri, but found the new target just as appealing and joined its fellow on the blonde's back.

Yuuri was trying his best to get himself away from the white cat, but it just wouldn't let up. His struggles were only causing more wounds to form on his legs, and Cloud's ordered call was almost missed due to the pain.

The next thing he knew, there was a heavy weight on his body. Panicking lightly, the young Maou cried out, "Cloud!" He could feel his heart hammering hard against his chest, and as he heard the cats running in to try and finish the job.

He couldn't let Cloud get injured, but his body was pinned beneath the blonde hero's own, and he couldn't move to try and help his friend. Something seemed to click within him, and as he wiggled his right arm out from beneath Cloud, it began to transform into the impressive blade of his true form.

That wasn't the only change within as his eyes thinned, and his facial expression began to sharpen. The blade was moved up just in time to slash at the cats attempting to land on Cloud's back.

"You fight to protect one who cannot protect himself. You have proven yourself worthy, Cloud Strife," voice deepening as he spoke, the Maou attempted to push Cloud off of him as he continued, "I will aid you in defeating these beasts in return for your actions."

Cloud hissed in pain as claws ripped through his sweater and tore his flesh. Even the belts that held on his spaulder had trouble standing up to the sharp claws. The weight was enough to almost cause him to collasp on Yuuri's body, but he had to support himself a bit more with his arms.

If he had his SOLDIER strength, this would be easy, but as it was, he had to protect Yuuri from more harm. The pain would surely alert Sephiroth that something was going wrong with the mission. He had to hold out and take out these cats as quickly as possible and keep Yuuri from more harm.

He blinked when a sword suddenly shot up towards the cats on his back, and he rolled aside along with the push. He grunted and forced himself to his feet despite the weight.

The grey cat managed to rake long lines of damage before it screamed in pain as a blade pierced its chest, and it fell to the side struggling until it went still. The white cat leapt away from the blonde's back and settled on the ground, hissing before circling around and charging in to bite Yuuri's shoulder. The ginger was thrown off of Cloud but turned and immediately began attacking the blonde again.

It was easy to see the wounds the blonde fighter had sustained, but there was no time to deal with them - not while the threat of the felines remained. When all was done, the Maou knew that Yuuri would take care of the wounds his friend had taken for him. As for his own, they too would go ignored while this battle ensured.

"The cries of innocent people can be heard from each swipe of your claws. While the need for nourishment is the basis of any life form, I will not condone the type of attack within the protective barrier of Death City," the Maou said as he sighted the white cat hissing at him.

He didn't remain where he was as the feline moved in to attack him. Unlike his friendlier form, the Maou moved with grace and presence as he effortlessly sidestepped the incoming feline. Smoothly bringing around his weapon form, the demon King brought up the sharp edge of his blade as he moved to slice along the side of the snow-white beast.

Cloud twisted around to get to his feet quickly and grunted as the ginger cat charged in on him again. He ignored his wounds and readied the blade that he had as he allowed the beast to impact with his torso at the same time as he brought the blade around to stab deeply into the ginger's abdomen before jamming upwards towards liver and lungs.

The ginger screamed as it dug claws into the blonde's sides, but twisted towards the side as pain exploded in its large body. Still, it had enough weight and fierceness to continue attacking. The white cat was surprised by the movements and leapt to the side, but it took some of the blade along its right side. It looked dangerously and hissed before lunging in to go for the throat.

The Maou effortlessly brought the blade up to carve along his enemy's side. While Yuuri may have been inexperienced with fighting, he was not, and he wasn't about to allow himself or Yuuri's comrade to perish against these opponents.

Instantly on the move, the Maou didn't hesitate in thrusting the bladed arm forwards to allow the incoming cat to impale itself on the metal. He didn't have his majutsu here, but he was far from defenseless. Once this cat was done, the Maou would focus his attention on aiding the blonde if need be.

Cloud jammed the blade harder even as he was forced to his back with the weight of his huge cat. He twisted his head to the side in order to avoid a bite to his face and withdrew the blade to stab several more times to key aspects of the body even as claws tore at his arms.

The ginger cat snarled and spat as it tried to do as much damage as possible, but it began to grow weak from pain and blood loss. It eventually gave a gargled mew and slumped down as its fight was over.

The white cat, always the smartest and the most dangerous, screamed when it was impaled. Its claw snapped out to slash even as it used its weight to take the man to the ground. It even snapped a bite for the arm impaling it.

The blade sunk deeply into the flesh of the white cat, but the Maou knew that this battle was far from over. He saw the way that the claw snapped out to slash at him. Further injury was something he wished to avoid, and when it appeared that the cat would attempt to take him down o the ground, the Maou tore his bladed arm from the white beast before dodging and rolling off to the side.

He gritted his teeth in pain as the claws managed to slash against his arm during his escape. Rolling back onto his feet, he didn't pause in his assault as he leapt back in to slice the sharp tip of his blade along the feline's side and throat.

Cloud rolled to toss the big ginger cat's body to the side once it was no longer moving. He moved back to his feet quickly, pausing at the sight of Yuuri fighting so well. So this was what the kid meant by being a King and all that jazz? It looked like a case of multiple personalities, what with all the flailing he had seen previously.

The white cat managed to catch some flesh, but it wasn't enough for it's liking as it was shoved away. It landed heavily on the ground, blood leaking from its mouth before it drove in for the dark-haired man's midsection. Its assault was put to a halt as the blade slashed deeply into its flesh, cutting precious arteries and veins.

It died before it made impacted and slumped to the ground still

The Maou saw the large cat dive in towards him, but he remained collect and in control. He moved gracefully out towards the over-sized feline, and without hesitation, the Maou struck out to end the life of the feral beast.

His bladed arm sunk into the flesh of the white cat, and he moved his body in the motion of the direction the feline fell down in. Smoothly withdrawing it, he flicked the blood from the blade while making certain that it was indeed dead. Once that had been assured, the Maou turned his attention over towards Cloud.

He didn't pay any attention to the bleeding wounds on his body, knowing that they would be taken care of before they became infected.

Cloud wiped the blade of the knife on his pant leg to remove the blood as he watched the graceful figure kill the last cat. This was entirely different from the Yuuri that idolized him, and he knew that he stood more on equal ground with this personality. He tucked the knife back into his boot before he finally nodded at the cat-eyed version of Yuuri.

"So you're the owner of those eyes," he said softly. "You fight well, and it seems you have access to a partial form." He hadn't seen Yuuri use such a form before, and by the look of it, this aspect of the kid had mastered it already.

Ignoring his wounds, he walked closer to regard the wounds of his friend. "You're going to need treatment."

His gaze remained fixated on the blonde fighter as Cloud wiped the blood off and stepped in closer. The Maou remained where he was, and simply nodded his head in acknowledgment when Cloud spoke.

"I am the one who sleeps within his mind," his voice was deeper, and sounded far more mature as he spoke. If one hadn't seen the transformation take place, the one who stood before Cloud could have been mistaken for an entirely different person. "His desire to protect you drew me from the slumber this world places on me, and so I use this opportunity to deliver justice and protect those he cares for."

The fact that Yuuri cared for everyone in this city didn't go by the Maou's notice, as he was certain it wouldn't bypass Cloud's thoughts either.

"His will is strong, but without valiant companions such as yourself, he will be unable to stand," the Maou said. Whether Cloud understood his words or not was not his concern. He had said that which he had wanted, and he could feel the power within beginning to weaken.

Glancing down to the dead felines littering the ground, he spoke, "Those who twist the wills and nature of innocent creatures will not go without justice for long."

It was only because of his own cat-like eyes that he had discovered that there was more to Yuuri. Of course, the kid had been full of grief at the time, but it had been an interesting conversation and realization nonetheless. Now, he was meeting this other side of Yuuri.

"I thought that I was the one protecting him," he replied dryly, flexing his shoulders to feel the tattered strips of his sweater against the bleeding gashing in his back. "Are you generally all about justice then? If so, I can see where he gets his idealism."

Glancing at the bodies of the cats, he glanced back to this more mature version and blinked his eyes slowly. His eyes shifted to the cat-like ones that had been given to him by JENOVA and then looked at Yuuri again. "The witches, most likely. We'll stop them eventually, but it appears you have a new tool to do that," he murmured, gesturing to the partially changed arm.

"You placed yourself in harms way to protect this body, and your honourable gesture has not gone forgotten, Cloud Strife," the Maou said as his gaze remained fixated on the blonde in question. He knew well that there were injuries on the other fighter, just as many (if not more) than his own body, but he would grant this audience. "I fight to protect those who cannot protect themselves, and to right the injustice that's present throughout the world."

He watched calmly as those blue eyes shifted to green. The fact that the shape of the pupils changed as well, didn't go by the Maou's notice either. At the gesture towards his partial form, he subtly inclined his head in response. "I have witnessed their exploits in the future, and will do what I can to put a stop to their evil deeds."

It was something that he would have done for anyone who was yelling for help like that. He had survived far worse injuries, and he would no doubt experience later on as well. "I did it because he was in trouble; I don't expect any form of repayment."

He nodded his head to the reply, and he definitely saw where Yuuri's strong ideals to protect everyone came from. This aspect took a far more... direct route for it. "So once Death City is done, you're going elsewhere to right wrongs?"

So, did it require this aspect of Yuuri to come out in order to use that partial form? He supposed that he would find out later on. "That's what we're all fighting for. It will happen eventually." He paused before he pointed a finger at the mature version. "You know, you sound quite a bit like me. Must be a hero thing."

Whether the blonde had expected any level of repayment or not did not bother the Maou in the slightest. He had seen what Yuuri had seen, and knew of the blonde hero's exploits. That had been a large part of the reason as to why he'd emerged, and why he had fought.

"I will go wherever my power is needed," he said with a nod. While he wasn't as strong as he was in Shin Makoku, or even his own Earth, that wouldn't stop the Maou from fighting for the lives of others.

The Maou held no doubt that they would win this war. It may take effort, but he would use every ounce of power he had to make certain that the future turned out more favourably. He was pulled out of his thoughts, however, when he caught sight the finger pointed in his direction.

His cat-like eyes slowly returned to Cloud's face at the words. "This may not be my land, but I will not let them run to ruin." Regarding the blonde seriously, he said, "I will take my leave. You are important to him, Cloud Strife."

His gaze lingered for a moment longer before his partial form seemed to evaporate away. At that same moment, the length of his hair returned back to the familiar length before his eyes rolled back into his head. Exhausted, Yuuri fell down to his knees before waking up fast enough to snap his arms out to catch the rest of his fall.

Panting softly, he felt his entire body in pain, but pushed it aside as he instantly glanced towards Cloud and desperately asked, "Are you okay?"

Nodding his head, he suspected this guy actually went wherever Yuuri did. It helped that the kid was nosy and got involved in many different aspects of the war. Maybe that was this aspect of Yuuri's plan, but he would probably never know either.

He crossed his arms over his chest when it appeared that the Yuuri he was used to would emerge again. He blinked when it seemed the kid was overtaken by exhaustion and fell over, and he found himself looking down at Yuuri. "You should be more concerned with yourself. You look like you took a pretty nasty hit from behind."

He reached out and offered a hand for Yuuri to take. "The cats were defeated though," he finally added. "Your better half showed up," he teased gently. "I never knew you looked good with long hair."

The pain liked to further emphasize Cloud's words as he spoke of his injuries, and he winced while hissing lightly in pain. "Yeah, I should probably get it looked at, but you do as well. I remember the cats jumping on you!" He said with concern in his tone. Getting Cloud checked out was something that Yuuri wouldn't budge on, and he'd make sure that happened even if he had to somehow try and drag his friend there.

Watching the hand stretch out to him, Yuuri smiled as he reached out to take it. Pulling himself up to stand with a hiss, the young Maou paused as he stood up. His better half? It was then that he got the odd flash of what had happened, and he felt his eyes widen at the realisation.

"Eeee? I had no idea that I could do that," he said while rubbing at the back of his head in confusion. Shaking his head, the smile returned to Yuuri's face as he blushed lightly, "Aa you're just saying that."

"You will get them looked at," Cloud replied simply, and he would walk Yuuri to the clinic now that the mission was over. He was certain that one of the many doctors would take the time to examine and even partially heal Yuuri back up. "My back got a little scratched up, but it will probably be alright with a cleaning."

He continued to hold onto Yuuri's arm to make certain that the kid could stay up as he reached out to take the nailbat back. "Apparently you can, and he turned your arm into a sword without changing entirely," he said as he began to help them off towards the clinic.

Snorting softly, he nudged Yuuri. "Nah, I used to have long hair when I was a kid."

Yuuri smiled at Cloud's simple reply. It was just like his friend to care so much for others, that it left him feeling warm inside. Cloud really was such a good guy after all, and Yuuri was proud to have the hero as his friend. "I'm sure that Doctor Watson will be able to look at you as well when we get to the clinic," he said with a smile.

It took a moment to collect his balance after rising. Thankfully Cloud offered his support, otherwise he might have tumbled back down to the ground. As it was, the blood running down his legs was beginning to get uncomfortable, but all thoughts of that came to a halt when Cloud mentioned a partial form.

"Huh, I guess that I did," Yuuri said with a growing smile. It was painful to walk, but he forced himself to do just that as he walked alongside his friend.

Smiling fondly, the nudge drew out a friendly laugh before he peered back at Cloud. "Really? I couldn't imagine you with long hair. I bet you looked great with it though! Was it just as spiky as it is now?"

Nodding, Watson was about the only doctor that he would let within a mile of him. He would go for the purpose of getting Yuuri looked at rather than himself, since he had his doubts that anything more than rest and time was needed. He hadn't been bitten after all.

He shifted the arm he had in hand over his shoulder and curled his other arm around Yuuri's waist in order to take most of the weight off of the kid's legs. He was on the verge of simply carrying the boy, but he decided it was in Yuuri's best interests to continue walking a bit. "That means you can do it, right?"

Snorting softly, he rolled his eyes a bit at the questioning. "Yeah, it was. That's a trait I get from my mum, and it's always been uncontrolled."

The support that Cloud gave was definitely appreciated, and Yuuri offered his friend a thankful smile in return. He may not have been able to heal the hero as he used to, but Yuuri hoped that he'd be able to repay Cloud at some point down the line.

He blinked in response to Cloud's question while he hobbled along beside the blonde hero. The was something that he hadn't thought of, amd that was something that clearly showed on his expression. "Me?" He asked before looking thoughtful, "I might be able to do it, so I might have to give it a try later."

Cloud's answer to his question had his eyes widening in suprise. He cloudn't imagine Cloud with long hair, buf for some reason, he could see it suiting his friend. "Eeh?" He sounded before smiling broadly, "I couldn't imagine you with flat hair, but I think that the spiky hair suits you."

He had no doubt that Yuuri would give it a try and probably be able to accomplish a partial form. He had seen Sephiroth do it enough times to know how useful it was to simply turn an arm into a sword. Of course, Yuuri might actually do more damage to surrounding structures rather than the enemy with the flailing the boy did.

"Don't worry; I've never had flat hair. Covering it with a hat is the best I could ever do," he murmured before steering them towards the nearest clinic. He knew that it would be a simple matter to get them patched up, and this mission could be considered a success.

The mental image of Cloud wearing a hat drew an amused grin from the young Maou. "Do you usually wear hats then?" Yuuri asked as he followed along bside the blonde.

For some reason, Yuuri just couldn't picture it, but that could be because he'd never seen Cloud wearing one before.

"I used to when I was younger, but I don't so much anymore," he replied with a small shrug of his shoulders. "The helmet didn't do much to settle my hair anyway."

He had chosen to wear a fedora at the formal party, but that had been the first time in a long time. Plus, it helped that no one expected him to wear a hat, so he could get away with it easily when he went undercover.

When Yuuri and Cloud had moved a short way away from the attack site, a low, slow applause began echoing through the quiet street. "That was an interesting fight, Yuuri," an amused voice sounded, before Hisoka stepped lazily from the shadows into the street, crossing his arms casually and leaning against a building.

"I knew you were special. You were holding out on me werent you," he continued, a small, amused smirk gracing his lips. He paid no attention to the spiky blonde-haired man who had fought alongside Yuuri.

"Helmet?" Yuuri questioned before his eyes widened in realisation. "Oh right! You used to be in the army, right?" The young Maou asked with a smile. He'd almost forgotten about that, and it was a thought that left him wanting to slap himself.

He didn't get much of a chance to do just that though, as he heard that far-too-familiar voice call out from just up ahead. His grip on Cloud tightened unconsciously as he tried to pull a friendly smile towards Hisoka. "Aaa, what do you mean?" He asked even if he had a feeling he knew what the Meister was referring to.

Cloud paused in helping Yuuri along at the sudden sound of clapping, and he tilted his head to the side at the appearance of a weirdo. Geez, the city was just filled with them more and more, he thought. Still, it was obvious that he wasn't the person of interest anyway.

Without indicating, he continued to walk and hold up Yuuri.

Hisoka chuckled at Yuuri's feigned innocence. "You can't fool me, Yuuri. I am a magician after all." He 'magically' pulled a card from the air, and began spinning it on his finger. With a flick, it disappeared again.

He sauntered over to the pair, blocking their path in a non-threatening way. He leaned forward slightly, one hand on his hip. "That was an interesting trick you did with your hair," he murmured, his other hand snaking out and catching a strand of Yuuri's black hair for a moment before letting it fall. He leaned back again, crossing his arms casually, an amused smile on his face. "Long hair suits you, Yuuri."

Yuuri subtly peered up at Cloud when he heard the chuckle and the words the Hisoka said. "I wasn't holding out..." he muttered. Yuuri only hesitated in his walking for a short moment, but soon enough limped along with his friend's aid.

His movements came to a stop when he saw Hisoka approaching. The fact that the other Meister was blocking their path wasn't caught by Yuuri, as he was too distracted by the fact that Hisoka was actually reaching out to touch him. He flinched back automatically at the touch, and went to take a painful step away from Hisoka. "Thanks, but we really have to get going and clean ourselves up."

What was it with this man?

Cloud drew to a stop when he found that their path was barred, tilting his head to the side before glancing at Yuuri. He tightened the hold that he had around the kid's waist when this stranger reached out and grabbed some of Yuuri's hair. It was a neat trick, but there was no need to be grabby.

His left hand snapped out to make an attempt to grab the red-head's wrist tightly. "Back off," he finally said. "Unless you're a doctor and can pull bandages out of that outfit of yours, you can keep from touching. If you want to walk with us, do it. Otherwise, out of the way."

Hisoka put one hand on his hip as his other wrist was grabbed by Cloud. He observed the pair with an amused smirk. Yuuri's nervous flinch made him smile inwardly. Good, Yuuri...you're learning to be cautious.... He made no effort to break out of Cloud's strong grip.

"Given the current state you're in...that's probably a wise choice, Yuuri," he purred.

His attention turned back to the blonde man currently attached to him.

Without saying anything, he raised an eyebrow at Cloud. Using his free hand, Hisoka unwrapped a length of bandage from around the top of one of his arms, and flicked it to land on Cloud's shoulder.

"Of course I wouldn't want him bleeding to death in the street," he replied. He glanced down at the hand wrapped tightly around his wrist. "Now, if you don't mind letting go of my wrist, I'll leave you to look after Yuuri's injuries," he said lightly.

He felt the arm around him tighten when Hisoka approached, but Yuuri was looking like a deer in headlights while the two eyed each other off. Yuuri didn't want to see either of them fighting against one another, especially Cloud.

"Aaa yeah..." the young Maou's words trailed off at the purring. Keeping close to Cloud's side, Yuuri glanced over as he saw the bandage being pulled off. "Cloud," he murmured softly.

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here he comes to save the day, creepy clown is on his way...

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