Prologue

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Wings fluttering every so slightly with the aid of the gentle summer breeze.

"Raven?"

The questioning voice has always had that twinge of amusement, even when he was worried. It was annoying, but it fit him very well.

"...Hatter?"

The clink of metal on metal as the addressed man tipped his decorative hat.

"I thought you'd died."

A single crimson orb blinked owlishly before lips spread and a laugh burst forth.

"Dead? Surely you have more trust in me!"

There was blood trailing down from underneath his hair and around the curve of his cheekbone to dribble down to the ground from his chin. He looked wounded and beaten, but most definitely there.

The raven haired boy gazed at him, large golden eyes staring up at him. Tears were pooling at the corners of his eyes and he was hiccuping. "H-hatter!"

The white haired man wasn't suprised when he felt the thin arms envelop his equally thin waist. It was nice to know he was still cared about, for whatever reason it may be...