He's tired. Tired beyond belief. Physically. Mentally. Emotionally. It was like there was nothing in him anymore. Just emptiness. Nanami used to find the days of ambushing and tracking demons exhausting, but now he thought of it as a vacation. Parenthood was far more difficult and dangerous than working as a sorcerer.

The man leaned heavily on the couch, watching his son. Yuugi sat on the baby mat and played, giving him a couple minutes to rest between yelling, trying to destroy something, and yelling again. Nanami covered his eyes. He seemed to blink.

The disturbing dream had only lasted a few minutes - not enough for rest, but enough for tragedy. When Nanami suddenly opened his eyes, his son wasn't on the mat. Terrified, he ran around the house, but Yuugi was nowhere to be found. The man's heart jumped when he saw the door to the street open. The man ran outside, looking around in horror. And then he exhaled when he saw Yuugi in the someone's arms.