DiMENSIONS [IDOLiSH7]

22: Attachment

A/N: ANGST ALERT!! Sure there's a bit of fluff in the middle but this could be rocky. I swear things will get better somehow ;P Also this chapter is longer than usual. Enjoy~!

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-Majabah, the Capital-

Yamato was not an athlete and was most likely the exact opposite of one. He hated using his physical strength, yet here he was, running for his life with Iori on his back. The scientist wished he had some sort of machine with him that would enable him to carry Mitsuki as well. Obviously, it was only a dream. "How am I going to explain this to Ichi?" Yamato got emotional every time he thought about Mitsuki's pleading face. He had just left his friend to die. Alone.

The green-haired scientist was almost at his limit by the time he reached the abandoned town in Majabah's capital. It was hard to stand on the ground when the whirlwind was fast approaching. It was almost like he was being chased. Either the townspeople had fled or they had been swallowed by the storm. Yamato feared it was the latter. The man shook his head, gritted his teeth, and kept fighting. He promised Mitsuki to make sure Iori survived, and he was going to do just that.

Yamato's eyes widened when he saw what seemed to be two men also running away from the destructive force. "Wait!" Yamato shouted the loudest he could, hoping they would hear him. "PLEASE WAIT! WE NEED HELP!"

It worked. The figures seemed to have come to a standstill, so Yamato dashed to them. To his surprise, he actually recognised one of them. "Yuki-san?!? You got here too?"

"You two know each other?" Momo looked between Yuki and Yamato, then he noticed a young boy on Yamato's back. "Oh my lord!" Momo gasped and went to touch the boy's cheek. "This isn't good. It's severe magic exhaustion!"

"Huh?" Yamato's mouth dropped. "Ichi can't use magi-"

"No, he can," Yuki corrected bluntly. Iori's life was more important right now. "There is a reason."

"Well now is not the time. You look very tired. Here, I'll carry him." Momo bent forward a little to show he was ready. Yamato was thankful for it. He gently placed the pretty-much-unconscious Iori on the older man's back. Momo then sang to make the ground behind them rise into a large wall to slow down the incoming whirlwind. "We're almost at the mansion!"

And that was when the 'miracle' happened. Before the sky turned into a pretty shade of blue, it darkened, and the whirlwinds were taken care of.

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"Nggghhhh. *gasp*"

"Ichi, you've got to hang in there."

Yamato, Yuki, and Momo surrounded Iori, who was put on a futon inside an empty room in the Nanase mansion. They were the only ones there. Some of the servants perhaps panicked and fled, not that there were many to begin with. Momo said the rest accompanied the head maid Tsumugi, Sousuke, and Otoharu to help the townspeople the best they could.

The atmosphere in the room was tense. No one had said anything after Yuki and Yamato found out they could only pray for Iori to survive Magic Exhaustion and that there was no other way to help relieve the symptoms. Momo did his best to make sure the boy was comfortable by wiping his body with a cold towel to reduce the temperature.

"Mitsuki's brother, huh? He is still so young..." Having listened to Yamato's story, Momo's heart was full of sadness it could burst. He had only known Mitsuki for a short time, yet the doctor was one of the best people he had ever met. The geomancer had no idea that Mitsuki was from Silica until just now. "Why did this have to happen? It's too... sad." Momo cried, thinking how the brothers who were suddenly parted would never be reunited ever again. There was a very high chance Mitsuki did not survive because the whirlwind had destroyed all of Majabah, leaving only the capital standing tall. No reports needed to be made to know that the towns in the capital were wrecked, and that the population had been reduced by at least more than half.