Two white haired five year old dressed in white sleeping robes with a opening on the back, lay on a hay bed with no sheets.
They clung to each other, as if they were each other's lifeline's. The room had wooden flooring and walls, it was small not luxurious
but not unlivable, it was… for a lack of better term decent.
Miyuki felt something warm and soft pressed up against him, opening his eyes, the sight that greeted him was one that would permanently
carve itself into his memory.
What looked like a five year old little girl clung to him and apparently he was doing the same.
She had straight white hair that reached her upper back, fair porcelain like skin, rose-pink lips and cheeks full of baby fat with a
slight pink tint to them.
However what really stood out were beautiful pair of angelic wings protruding from her back. She looked like she was peacefully asleep, with her guard completely down.
Miyuki loosened his grip on her but felt her grip on him grow tighter.
"Hana, is that really you?" he whispered to himself, still in slight disbelief of his situation. Before coming to terms with it.
This wasn't the first time, he and Hana had reincarnated but it was the first time they had reincarnated not as babies but as five year
olds.
Despite the changes to their physical appearance that happened, every time they reincarnated.
They always regained their original appearance during their teens. This time however it seemed they gained their original appearance as toddlers.
Miyuki pried himself from her vice like grip, siting up on the small bed they were sharing. He felt something like two extra pairs of
limbs, on his upper back.
Looking back he saw the same pair of angelic wings Hana had, protruding from his back as well.
Moving them felt as natural as breathing. Like they had always been a part of him.
The sound of his fluttering wings woke up Hana. Opening her brilliant yellow eyes, she stared at the scene before her in confusion.
What looked like a five year old little girl with angelic wings, sat in the bed beside her.
She had wavy white hair that reached her upper back, unnatural pale snow-white skin that looked like it would melt in direct
sunlight, red cat like yes. Full rose-red lips that had a natural gloss to them.
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion "Miyuki is that actually you or am I having one of those dream's again?"
Hearing that familiar voice and that question, Miyuki has no doubt this was his Hana. Putting on a soft smile as he looked at her he
answered "yeah it's me"
She got up and came close to face, then gave him a long deep look. Before closing her eyes and gently pressing her lips against His, then pulling back
"If this isn't a dream, then I really just kissed a little angel Miyu." Hana said with a grin on her face.
Miyuki had a deadpan expression on his face "…Riiight." He drawled out the word.
Getting of the bed, he took in the small space. That the they had 'supposedly' woken up in.
Closing his eyes he tried to sense his manna, feeling it he tried to move it but it didn't budge. It felt like he was trying to move hardened concrete.
He started feeling a deep unease about the situation, him and Hana were in.
[Hana can use your manna] he asked through the mental link he and Hana had. They used it, to communicate with only their thoughts, no matter how far the distance between them and
sense each other's location with it.
[Somewhat but it feels like I'm trying to move a boulder] her brow furrowed in concentration as she looked at her hand, a white translucent glow appeared on her hand. Before flickering out.
[Something is interfering with the way, manna flows through our bodies and from the looks of it. It's inside our bodies but I just can't
sense it despite my extreme sensitivity to manna] Hana sent through the mental link
Miyuki thought about their situation for a second and how dire things might become if they didn't have access, to their manna.
He decided to take the gamble [Hana I need you to try and find the thing interfering with my Manna and rip it out. We can't really stay
defenseless in an unknown environment.]
Hana nodded in understanding.
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Hana stood in front of a completely naked Miyuki. Her hand was enveloped by a translucent white glow, as it glided over his body.
Her hand stopped by his lower back [I found it and surprisingly it's not that deep, so I won't damage anything, if I cut it out.]
Miyuki took a steading breath [Do it]
The manna around Hana's hand changed, it sharpened around the edges of her hand and fingers. The edges were jagged and some parts were blunt, it was a crude imitation of a
blade but it would do the job.
Her hand made an incision, if it could even be called that, directly on his lower back, big enough for her fingers to fit into and to pull
out what ever was inside Miyuki.
Miyuki clenched his teeth in pain, as blood slowly flowed from the wound.
Then he felt Hana's slender fingers slipping into his wound. Making him hiss in pain, as blood started to gush out, staining the wooden
floor.
"I'm sorry Miyu" He heard Hana whisper. Before he felt something being pulled out of him.
It was small blue gem, with a strange rune on it, dripping with his blood. When Hana's hand enveloped by manna touched it, it created a
circle where the manna couldn't cover. She immediately threw it away.
Miyuki felt his manna start to flow properly through his body.
[Now it's your turn] he said through the mental link as he turned to her.
She gave him a stern look [What about the cut that's bleeding out]
He didn't even bat an eye [I can hold on until we get that gem out of you and then you can use a healing spell on me. Since you're the
only on who can cast them, between two of us.]
She let out a tired sigh before stripping as well. Miyuki's hand was then enveloped by a translucent white glow.
He didn't have the same unnatural sensitivity to manna, as Hana but his sensitivity to manna was still higher than average.
His hand glided, over her body and stopped by her lower back [lower back same as me, this should make it easier]
His hand turned into blade like imitation but unlike Hana's, his could compete with real thing. Due his manna not being interfered with.
Hana grabbed his hand, whether for support or some form of reassurance. It would affect his concentration but he didn't pull his hand
away.
Making an incision he felt her grip tighten around his hand, as she took to take a sharp breath. Blood came from the incision in steady flow, adding another layer of blood to the wooden flooring
Then he softened the edges of his manna, as his small fingers reached in, causing her to moan in pain.
"I'm sorry" He muttered. Feeling something draining his manna.
He immediately grabbed it and pulled it out, the same blue gem with same rune, sat comfortably in the middle of his small palm covered in blood.
Hana's hand reached out and gently pressed, against his wound as she began to chant.
MYSTICAL ARTS HID MY CALL AND REPAIR WHAT HAS BEEN BROKEN (HEAL)
A green light enveloped her hand and then spread towards the wound. It started to stitch itself together, he felt a strong itching sensation
as the wound healed.
When the green glow finally faded, his unnaturally pale snow-white skin. Didn't even have a scare, she quickly did same for herself.
[Now let's get dressed and get out of here] Hana sent through the link, after she healed herself.