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Im always swell at starters~

[Then please give me your starter magic. *admires from the distance*]

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He lost count how many tests he had already conducted, since that tube with his blood responded with blue flashes. He perfectly remembered first time though when it did and Yukio felt like the ground disappeared from beneath his feet as he’s being swallowed by void, sucking up all his feelings and stealing all his senses. And then he became numb, pretending that it didn’t happen, living his life as if nothing has changed though he was coming back to that place all the time and even more often just to confirm previous results of his tests.

And blue flashes were there every time, winking at him knowingly like telling him he won’t escape what’s inevitable. And the mark was there too, spreading on his skin, like claws of the monster trying to grab him, consume him more. These purple spots seemed to be composing into one, striking order: you’re mine.

But as soon as he left the laboratory, the mask of neutrality and professionalism was back in place. And as he was meeting the staff in Academy, or having his lectures in classes or participating in missions outside, impenetrable wall surrounded him hiding everything he learnt from that tube. Hiding the fact that he’s contaminated and he shouldn’t even be around people. So, while being there he still tried to avoid contact as much as possible, doing only what was necessary, so answering greetings, students’ questions and trying to exchange basic pleasantries with the staff. He hoped he wasn’t stiff enough or distant enough and he was almost sure no one noticed, as he’s slipping more and more into coldness, numbness, denial. Like being more and more disconnected with himself and acting like a zombie, like a machine.

That day he headed to laboratory straight after classes. It was so perverse, so ridiculous. Why he continued to do it? Maybe because it helped him slip into that state of disconnection more and more. Every confirmation was like feeling of ice spreading inside him making him more numb.

He was observing how the redness of his blood is becoming disturbed by electric blue impulses when he heard movement inside the room. He was always so careful, coming here when people already left work, making sure he’s not followed and yet, cold slippery sensation of panic send shivers down his whole body as he turned around to find out that he was not alone.

Neuhaus-sensei stood at the entrance of the place, watching him carefully, though his face, as always expressionless.

Yukio faced him maybe a bit too abruptly, as if trying to conceal the collection of the tubes behind him and he said firmly, yet his voice hoarse.