The Red Moon Always Shines

Chapter 72: Reunions

<BEFORE YOU START HERE'S SOME GOOD INFO TO KNOW: The TW things that are mentioned in chapters 15 and 16 are being retconned from the story - I don't know what I was thinking adding it (other than for more angst) since after that it was barely ever mentioned again nor has it had any big impacts on the story outside of those chapters. So imagine something else bad in it's place, but it's just not that. Now, please enjoy the chapter :3>

Grian walked away from the door, gaze returning to the street, and blinked in surprise when he didn't see anyone there. He could still hear them though, which was a good sign.

"Well that was anticlimactic." Xenagoras mumbled with an amused huff, "All that for a dramatic reveal and they don't even show. How rude." 

Grian laughed at that, "That's just family; they never come when you're being cool and only arrive to see you do an epic fail."

"Tell me about it," his dad dramatically sweeped his tailcoats from underneath himself and sat down at the top step of stairs, Grian settling down at one of the window seals on the second floor, to both be tall and to be seen as well, "Me and Xavi were out taming horses for the village and my luck was beyond lucky, but no one ever saw, but as soon as someone did see me the horse I was trying to tame kicked me up sending me into the muddy water of the marshes."

Grian broke out laughing at the image, his put together dad dripping with mud and water looking up at a horse with betrayal. Hell he could see it near perfect because the same thing had happened to him. More than once as well.

Xenagoras playfully glared up at him, "Hey! I didn't share a part of my life just to be laughed at!" though his weak argument crumbled even more after he himself broke down into laughter.

"Well you clearly don't know me very well then." Grian sassed, though he immediately regretted the words, ears dropping as he noticed how his dad's face fell, "Ah, sorry."

Xenagoras shook his head sadly, a bittersweet smile on his face, "It's okay, son, no need to apologize."

Grian was saved from trying to continue the conversation by the sound of people walking their way, familiar voices reaching their ears. The first people to round the corner were Apollo and Xavion, followed by their sons, and behind them everyone else.

Xenagoras stood up and nervously brushed himself off of any dust, red eyes glancing up to Grian, using the sight of his relaxed son to try and calm down himself.

And as he looked back over to the approaching people red met green, living meeting dead. The two elder Void brothers looked each other over, both remembering old times.

"Hey, Xavi," the spirit said, rubbing at his arm, "It's, ah, been a hot minute."

Him speaking seemed to have broken a dam, Xavion rushing up to him as soon as the last word left his mouth, "Xen!" The dirty blond braced himself to catch his brother, arms hesitantly spreading out, arms which were soon filled with his sobbing little brother, "Xen I'm so sorry! I didn't even notice something was wrong with you, and-and oh my god I'm sorry!" 

The taller quietly hussed the other, spectral hand rubbing soft circles into Xavion's back, "Hey, hey, it's okay Ion, it's fine, no one else saw it as well, I don't blame you." The healer opened his mouth to argue but a look from his brother shut him up, "'Ion I swear by Death's hand- if you blame yourself one more time I will ask them to drag mom and dad back to life just so they can set you back in place again."

Xavion snorted at the threat, burrowing his face in the other's chest, "You wouldn't, because you know they'd do the same to you too."

Xenagoras snorted into his brother's hair, "Touché."