The fight died down quickly, Aichi slumped against the wall and supported only by the tainted future's hand. Finally, with certainty that he was unconscious, he eased the body from the wall, draping an arm over his shoulder and placed a hand on the far hip. To anyone, the scene would have been particular enough; one twin of someone assumed to have no present duplicate smeared with dry blood dragging the other, who hung limply against him.
And he had a brief understanding of the city's backstreets, managing to navigate his way back to the apartment which had been his home since arriving in the timeline. Fortunate enough, as dusk fast approached and no-one had stumbled across the suspicious sight.
Up the staircase, he hauled the sleeping other and re-entered the dwelling, making sure to lock the door so no-one might intrude and laid Aichi onto the floor and stripped off his white jacket. All that remained was preparation for the trap.
Kidnapping was never nothing that stood out as necessary, it was simply a matter of opportunity, and Aichi had walked right into Void's grasp. And yet... within the unconscious body laid out before him, he could sense himself. Itself.
Void was still in this Aichi; a Seed unbroken - a Seed like his own. Somehow, it hadn't consumed him by now, a miracle by itself, but it also doomed this one to face the same future that his captor had endured.
Searching through the drawers within the kitchen, there were tools to keep Aichi secured; thick gauze from the first-aid kit which would keep his wrists bound behind his back, following suit with his ankles, and a cloth fitted between his lips to serve as a gag, fastened around the back of his head.
In any case, it was rather bizarre to gaze down upon a body identical to his own, when there had been no copies within his timeline, let alone to be standing over it having kidnapped, bound and gagged the younger version of himself, using him as a hostage for a cruel plan.
Reaching into the pocket of Aichi's jacket, he removed the phone that weighed it down, tossing the cloth aside and clutching the item with an almost smug glance down before tapping down on the screen with his fingertip. If there was one thing he'd learned from the past five or so years, it was that working alone wouldn't work for anyone fighting for what they believed right.
TO: Chrono-kun
FROM: Aichi
[Text] Contrary to the above, this isn't Sendou Aichi. But I have him.
[Text] The apartment from which you escaped with Ryuenji Tasuku. Come alone and tell no-one if you wish Aichi to remain unharmed.
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