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Part 2: Guardian and Water [Completed ♡]

Paris, France ♡
Illya's POV ♡

"Hello."

I snapped out of my reverie, collecting my thoughts at the Tree of Life, I sideway glance at a man, probably my age, with brown hair and dark blue eyes, he was dressed in a simple way: jeans, white t-shirt, sneakers and a necklace with a symbol of water.

"Hi."

He slowly walks at my mother's enormous garden, oddly content with what he sees as he sees a snow orchid with waters gushing in the plant.

I stare at him with utter bewilderment but remembering my two brothers' words, remembering that this is a dream. I speak up,

"What's your name?"

Not taking off his bright blue eyes from the orchids, he replied, "Suho, Suho Kim.."

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"Wake up Océane. Training starts now." A familiar tone stirred me from my bed. I sigh,

"Thanks Anthony. You ruined the chance to come and find our house in Lyon, which we are headed, to Suho." I groaned,

"Suho? Controls water?" He opens the drapes, much to my dismay,

"Yeah. The Suho. You flatten it." I groaned as I sat up, the Eiffel Tower gleaming in my window just 30 meters away.

"Seriously? I'm sorry. Ah, what about your other dreams with the 11 protectors?" Anthony leaded on my chair, scrutinizing my sort-off messy desktop: my hot chocolate, now gone cold, my cute ballpen, my notebook marked with November, my favourite novel of T.H White: The Once and Future King, my review on that novel and a picture, my most beautiful image, us and our mother, grinning and laughing at her garden.

"They are in a different countries and continents. However," my oversized t-shirt and pajamas protesting as I stood up, "one of those is in Lyon, Suho is based on Marseille, a perfect trip. Only if we convince them their lives are in danger..."

Anthony sighed and walked out of my room, "They and you princess Océane."

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"Oh come on! That's the best weapons you can use?" Archer teasing me with a lance and a spear, a double threat with its length and flexibility.

I growling hiss, "Atleast I'm not using a bow, a dozen of arrows, and a wooden kinai as a weapon nor a threat."

Archer made a face and his twin sighed, "Archer versus Illya, no hitting below the belt, meaning," Anthony points to Archer,"no hitting in the balls, it's hurts the male pride and jail time in Italy."

I snort, eyeing the surrounding in our dojo. "Good thing we're not in Italy." I clash with Archer, spear in hand.

Archer made a little lurch and narrowingly missed my spear, giving him a cut on his cheek. I launch a lance, colliding with his wooden kinai, the weight on my lance breaks the kinai. Cursing, Archer made a backhandspring flawlessly any gymnast would be proud off, wincing in pain.

"Damn it Océane." Archer wiped off his cut with his glove-covered hand.

I sigh and utterly satisfied with what's happening. I smirk, taunting Archer even more, "I'm waiting Archer."

Anthony shouted using the voice we both hear, "Hold up, no using of powers: Archer with his telekinesis and Illya with all the symbols, including Heal."

"Really Anthony? Including Heal?", I sweat-dropped, watching this battle end badly.

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I growl in pain against ice brings coolness in my bruised and sore body. I won the battle, much to the dismay of Anthony, sighly lifted the body of Archer who is twice the weight of Anthony. I chuckled as I tried to help him back into our house.

"For a girl who is innocent and sweet, you knock him cold.", Anthony comments softly, pulling Archer's arm around his arm, I did the same although wincing along.

"You know Anthony, I don't want be a burden to both of you. I trained and trained, never losing the word of 'defeat' on my body."

Anthony sends a brief look towards me: a bruise on my right cheek, a cut on my forehead and a crack rib or two in my upper body, and sigh, "Princess, you are a blessing to us. You are a miracle baby since our mother was barren after us. We spoiled you rotten, giving you things with a gold or platinum spoon and yet you see things through a different perspective and an unusual opinional standpoint in life. You are our 'common sense' in a way. Although you and us are in different nationalities, we are so lucky to have you."

I smiled for real, a typical 'bad boy' personality is remarking what I am right now: a miracle beauty of a daugther given by another beautiful family.

"You know, if I stop knocking up Archer cold and weary, I would hug you." I said laughing,

Anthony grimance and snorted, "Come on Illya, let's get putting this big oaf to rest."

"Gee chimera, I would do that to you if Illya doesn't do a roundhouse kick to my upper body." Archer mumbling replied.

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Just an another older brother-little sister bonding for you~
One protector is out: Suho with Water ♡♡ [ My bias, say hello! ] Oh a wooden kinai is a basic weapon in training for kendo. History and writing collide. ~

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