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Must be the Nargles by Lidsworth
Anime » Finder Series Rated: T, English, Hurt/Comfort & Angst, Words: 16k+, Favs: 47, Follows: 88, Published: Dec 7, 2013 Updated: Jan 15, 2014
37 Chapter 1
AN: So, I originally had this story as a one-shot, but after talking it over with my sister, I decide to have three chapters for it. Also, it's 1:35 a.m in the morning, this is raw. I looked over it some...

Here's the summary: Two years have passed since Takaba escaped his loveless relationship with Asami. Much has happened in those couple of years, Takaba got what he wanted most, a family, if not exactly in the way he expected. He's got a job as a caretaker in a hospital, and his life has been completely absent of Asami. That is, until the Drug Lord is involved in a near fatal shooting accident, thus forcing he and Takaba to cross paths again. Will old feelings be rekindled, or will Asami be willing to change for the boy he nearly lost it all for.

Now since i've decided to make this three/four chapters, this won't exactly follow up on the summary, but it will kinda lead it's way too it, especially towards the end. Anyway, I also want to base a lot of this story on Luna Lovegoods quote, "Anyway, my mum always said things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end. If not always in the way we expect." You don't have to be a Harry Potter fan to enjoy this story, the quote just matches the story a lot, and makes a lot of sense.

Warnings:

Character Death (Major)

Crippled Asami/Asami's tossed around Heart

Escaped Takaba

Depression

Thoughts of Suicide

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Must be the Nargles

"Anyway, my mum always said things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end. If not always in the way we expect."

-Luna Lovegood

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He'll find you...

What are you doing?...

Why run away from Asami, he's given you everything!

He's going to punish you!

"Shut up!" In public, in the crowded streets of Japan, the voices still toyed with Takaba's exhausted head, beckoning him to succumb to his weakness. People cast nervous glances at him, as they were unprepared for his outburst. Quickly, he pulled his dark hoodie tighter over his head, he hadn't meant to act suspicious. He needed to blend in with the common crowd, or in his case, a crowd who'd just left a gathering of a sort, there were a lot of people. Thus, he strove to disappear within the group, make himself invisible.

However, he was already doing a bad job at that.

It was raining, hard, and unlike the more sensible Japanese citizens, he was absent of an umbrella, using only his fabricated hoodie to protect him from the storm. He stood out like a sore thumb, and his nervousness didn't help him any.

Head crouched low and attire drenched, he stood on the curb waiting for a taxi to come by, he needed to get to the airport quickly. Carefully, he'd stolen enough of Asami's money for a ticket out of Tokyo to a rural area in Japan, he just needed to wait out the night until he could get there. But everywhere he looked, he saw suits and ties, expensive shoes and luxury cars.

His heart pounded like a drum in his chest. Asami could've been anywhere.

Calm down, calm down, you've been gone for two hours already, he would've already found you...

But Takaba had the feeling that Asami was just toying with him, the man was cruel in that way. Like he wanted him to taste the sweet taste of freedom, only to have it roughly seized from him in mere seconds. Asasmi was like that.

The crowd lessened as the Taxi's rolled in, and the occupants lining the curb alongside Takaba took their pick of transportation. A blur of yellow and black fled before Takaba's eyes as the Taxi-cabs filled with occupants. Many pushed passed him before he had the chance to leave the curb, and for a while, he feared he'd be the only one left without a ride.

His nervousness weighed down on him like lead, the mere thought of fleeing the country_fleeing Asami had fully hit him. He was leaving for good, this taxi would deliver him from his prison, take him forever from Tokyo.

Could he really do that? Could he really do that to Asami?

Of course you can! That bastard was perverted, and laughed at you when you told him you wanted a family.

And Asama had...laughed at him. Really, it was more of a chuckle, and a, "Stop with your foolish dreams..." and a moment of heartbreak. Takaba felt nothing for Asami after that, felt void of emotion for the older man. What was the point of being with someone if all they wanted was pleasure for him, no love or anything of the sort.

He thought Asami had loved him, but the man had many...others in the past, Takaba realized he was no different. He wasn't Scott Pilgrim, he wasn't dying for a man who didn't love him.

And with his new found resolution, Takaba found himself walking into the nearest cab just feet away from him. The crowd around him nearly gone, all at a standstill.

Wait, what? Why isn't anyone else getting into the cabs?

And then it hit him, this wasn't a cab he was getting into. This dark car, absent of a license, was in no way a Taxi. From his memory, the vehicle belonged to the devil himself.

Fei Long.

But he was already halfway in the car, the darkness of the inside pulling him in as a ghostly arm grabbed his own.

In mere seconds, he saw the shocked faces of the crows as he was roughly pulled into the car, and then as quickly as he'd seen them, his vision was obscured as the door came to a slam and his world was darkened by the tint of the expensive windows.

The fear came back. He'd escaped one prison only to end up in another. He didn't want Asami saving him! He hadn't gotten this far just to get caught.

So he fought against his captors, yelling and cursing at invisible men.

"Chénmò!" "Réngrán!" (Thank God for Google Translate).

Having no idea what his foreign counterparts were saying, Takaba fought even harder. He wasn't getting taken, he wasn't going to be caged again.

"Takaba, be still."

And the voice was so familiar,and ironically, so relaxing. Settling back into his seat, his captors loosening their grip on him and letting him fall back into the seat.

"You'll be alright," again, the voice belonging to Yoh, and even though he couldn't see the man, as he assumed he was in the passenger's seat, his presence comforted him nonetheless.

"W-why am I-i here?" he tried to sound confident, tried to sound strong, but his words barely made if out of his mouth. He was terrified, the thought of being taken back to China had never once occurred to him. But he was gone, throw into the air. A free for all. He should've expected it.

And this time, Asami wouldn't be there to save him.

He gulped, already he regretted leaving the man.

"We're not going to hurt you," Yoh spoke again, clearing his throat, "Master Feilong wouldn't appreciate that."

Takaba didn't miss the sense of hopelessness that Yoh carried about himself at the mention of his master's name, but he chose to ignore it.

"I-i don't believe you!" stubbornly, Takaba spat out, "Take me back home!"

"And where," turning around from the passenger's seat, straddling the head with his arm, Yoh turned to Takaba, "Would home be, because, if my sources are correct, you've fled Asami's care...Tired of being his pet I presume."

Yoh turned back around, leaving Takaba frightened and speechless.

"But trust me," his began again, "We're not going to hurt you."

His courageousness ignited at the lie. "Than what do you need me for!"

"Master Fei-long has requested your presence," Yoh spoke again, "It's of utmost imp_"

"I don't want to be near that creep ever again!" Takaba protested, "Do you know what the hell he did to me?! He_"

"Akihito Takaba!" the sudden seriousness of Yoh's voice frightened Takaba, and he was certain it frightened the two sitting beside him as well, for he could feel them slightly jump beside him.

"Our leader is dying, and afterward, Beishi can go to hell!" Yoh fought to control his temper, but his emotions ran fluidly in his voice, "But for the strangest reason, Master Fei wants to see you. Why, I do not know_But I do know that after you left, he wasn't himself, it was harder to get to him...he became depressed, and no one could help him," Takaba heard Yoh's unspoken not even I could, "but if seeing you makes him happy, if seeing you makes him go peacefully, then I'll go around the world and back in order to bring you to China. And I don't care if Asami or anyone stands in my way, understand!?"

A meep from Takaba symbolized his answer, and Yoh left it at that.

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Over the city, with the lights catching the dull glare of the sea, Japan looked beautiful from above. Takaba's face was pressed firmly to the window of the private jet as he watched himself fly higher and higher into the sky and as he watched Japan grow smaller and smaller.

The last time he'd been forcefully taken to China hadn't gone so well, he was in a helicopter and drugged by Fei-Long, but this was different.

This was peaceful.

And with peace, a sense of accomplishment rose in the pit of his stomach. His hardships and heartaches melted into the sea, finally, he was free.

Free of Asami. Free of the heartache, and free of the loveless relationship.

But he wasn't completely fear-free. He hadn't seen Fei-Long in a while (not that he wanted to), so he wans't sure how sure Yoh's claim of his boss being sick actually was. It could've been a trap, and Takaba prayed to God that it wasn't.

Maybe things could turn out better, more peaceful. They'd already treated him like an honored guest on the airplane, perhaps they'd treat him the same in China?

Sighing, Takaba pulled himself from the window and leaned back in his reclining chair. For now, he'd sleep. He hadn't gotten much of that in days. His flight was almost over. A tim