For several weeks Kellyn had numerous sessions with Akiko. If at first he was contenting himself to draw when the adult had his "back turned", now he communicated a little more with his words.
The therapist had been a big help, reassuring the boy and trying to understand what he was trying to say through his art. Said art that depicted fragments of memories the brunet suffered from for years, and even more when he was in a coma.
Although in the end... The teenager said almost nothing to him about it. The auburn-eyed one had to rely on the young Ranger's reactions and drawings to try to untangle this thorny situation. Fortunately he quickly understood that the youngest had recovered a lot of memories coming from his early childhood. But unfortunately, the teen didn't know how to handle them.
So he decided to contact the parents to try to understand a little better what was going on...Because this made no fucking sense!
- Thank you for coming so quickly....I'm sorry to have invited you in such a hurry. But the situation seemed urgent to me.
In front of him were the 2 Gungnir parents. If the father was sitting straight, his arms crossed across his chest, his gaze relatively neutral but also worried, the mother, she...It was a whole different story. Her body was curled up, while her gaze stared at the therapist with apprehension and concern.
Strangely, it was her who answered him first.
- It's nothing, sir. It's our job as parents to be there when needed.
The one with auburn pupils smiled slightly, before resuming a serious expression.
- As you know, it's been a few weeks since you entrusted your son to me. And I witnessed things that were to say the least...Interesting.
- Which mean...?
This time, the husband spoke, seeming not to want to burden his wife with this painful task.
- At first, I thought he was trying to represent you, Mrs. Gungnir, but... As the sessions progressed, I realized that was not the case. And I would like to have your opinion.
The therapist took a deep breath then pushed towards the couple the notebook on which Kellyn drew during his sessions. It was open at a specific page: the one representing the woman with the long caramel hair.
-...Do you know this woman?
The couple of farmers were taken by surprise, and more particularly the mother, because upon seeing the drawing, she suddenly gasped. The 2 looked at each other for a moment, before the strawberry blonde concentrated completely on the notebook.
She took the object in her hands, and stared at the illustration for a long moment, her lips sealed. When finally, she took a deep breath and looked up at the confused and curious therapist.
- She's...She's Kellyn's-
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- Kell? Everything's good? Do you need a break?
The redhead took his comrade's hand in one of his own, while he put the other on his opposite shoulder in order to bring it closer to him.
-....
The oldest leaned his head slightly towards Kellyn, his gaze filled with concern.
- There is shade under that tree over there. Do you want to sit down?
When he saw the brunet nodding slowly, Keith then began to guide them to the desired location. Once that was done, he made his boyfriend sit down and then moved to his side...However, they were not alone.

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Way to the Dawn [Eng Version]
Fanfiction"What have I gotten myself into again...?" That's what Kellyn had been wondering for a while. Between the transition to adolescence, a crush with whom he didn't know how to react, and a criminal group whose intelligence was only a joke... He was get...