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Post by Tohru Honda on Jan 5, 2006 21:39:07 GMT -5
Tohru desperately wanted to tear her eyes away from Yuki's face. It looked tight with pain, his eyes filled with an almost hazy look, as if he was either daydreaming or in too much hurt to bear. She wanted to--but she couldn't. "Yuki-kun," she cried, dropping to her knees in front of him. She opened her mouth to ask if he was okay, but snapped it shut again. Of course he wasn't okay. How could he be? Her mouth opened again, her thoughts skimming over what she could possibly say, if there was anything she could say--but found nothing. She stood silently in front of him, her lips parted, the look of pain on Yuki's face slowly being mimicked onto Tohru's own. [ Aw I liked your post, Yuki!  So cute. ] |
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Post by Yuki on Jan 6, 2006 22:39:45 GMT -5
Yuki smiled, "Tohru, don't worry. You always...try so hard..." his voice was little more than a whisper. He kept smiling, but he shut his eyes and leaned heavily on his arms, dropping his head a little. He wondered if that would bother Tohru, so he tried to comfort her, "Don't worry, I feel a little dizzy, that's all. It'll all be over soon."
Yuki knew that this would happen when Akito died. It's one of the reasons the Jyuunishi were so worried every time his fever spiked or he became bedridden suddenly, even if the cursed didn't show it. They walked a fine line of ignoring him and hoping he'd become better, or encouraging him and preparing themselves for when he did die. Because when he died, those closest to him...
What was I to him? A friend? Impossible. I was his toy.
Yuki's eyes flashed open in abject terror. He started to quiver with fear, "Oh...oh gods."
His favorite toy! Think of all the time spent with him...
The dam broke in his mind and Yuki screamed. He clutched his head, and couldn't stop screaming. Something inside him snapped, and he looked around for any way out of the room. He saw instead Tohru, right in front of him. Deliriously he begged her, "Make it stop!" and hugged her as tightly as he could. He didn't even consider the transformation that inevitably took place. He just wanted comfort.
((What he really wanted was sweet unconsiousness, but he didn't think asking Tohru to hit him on the head was the best idea. Heh. Shoot. If he'd asked, Tohru might've. Maybe next time.))
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Post by Tohru Honda on Jan 7, 2006 1:04:43 GMT -5
Tohru burst into tears, her empathy overcoming her surprise when Yuki wrapped his arms around her tightly. She clung to him, wanting him to transfer some of his pain to her, her face buried in his shoulder. For a second, they stayed like that--waiting for the inevitable to happen.
[ Sorry it's so short, I thought it'd be better to have you do the transformation in case you wanted to write some more before it happened or something. Or wait a second, with Akito gone, will they even change until they get a new Head? Isn't their curse just the sickness now? ]
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Post by Yuki on Jan 7, 2006 11:26:55 GMT -5
(Yeah...that's why I waited for you to post...I wasn't sure. Should they transform? It'd be funny if they didn't. Okay, yeah. That works.)
Yuki held onto Tohru. He didn't transform into the Rat, as a small part of his brain tried to quietly point out, but at the moment he focused more on the receding pain. It still hurt (Correction: it still hurt), but with Tohru around.
It just hurt less.
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Post by Haru on Jan 7, 2006 20:14:42 GMT -5
Haru had escaped the room, before anyone could think that he was even present at the time. He'd made it as far as his froom and then, once he'd closed the door to his room and collapsed to the ground, quiverin with every last tinge of life left in him. His body ached and every inch of him felt constricted from blood and air. Then memories of the past flooded into his mind. He remembered his dislike for Yuki, his arguements with Kyo, and all the other incredibly selish and stupid things he'd ever done. Then, the last memory of Rin came to his mind. How was she doing as all of this happened? What was going to happen to her? What about the rest of the ones cursed? He had to know, even if it killed him. He had to go and make sure they were hanging on.
He hadn't realized that he was screaming. He was on his hands and knees on his floor. He was screaming from the agony that raked his life away. The same agony that Akito had felt before he died. He was happy for Akito, for he knew Akito would not be in this pain, but, he wished that the curse and all it's pain would have just came to him. He was the stupid ox after all, no one else should have to suffer from this. Not Hatori, Shigure, Yuki, Kyo, Kisa, Hiro, or any of them. He shook slightly and stopped screaming, his put his hands to his face. He slowly tried to stand again, his legs numb and his head spinning. before he could turn around he fell to the floor again.
He slammed his fist against the floor, though it made only a feeble noise. He was fading from consciousness and felt like he was going to pass out. He closed his eyes, 'please let the others survive this, even if it kills me I want them to be able to live for at least a little longer', was the only thing that came into his mind before he completely blacked out and dropped the rest of the way to the floor.
(It still seems horrible. My post, that is..)
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Post by Tohru Honda on Jan 7, 2006 22:21:28 GMT -5
[ it is not! ]
Tohru pulled away a little, blushing. "Y-Yuki-kun...you aren't changing..."
What did this mean? That now, without Akito-san alive, that they no longer transformed? Was that even better at all, considering they were all going to be in so much pain? Tohru shook her head, trying not to think, and reached out to stroke Yuki's hair. "It's going to be okay," she said, standing up on her knees and holding him.
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Post by Yuki on Jan 7, 2006 22:45:16 GMT -5
(Haru, I have to applaud you. *claps* That post was so very much like what Haru would really do. Well done!)
Yuki shivered slightly then relaxed. He felt...better. Just a little. Maybe. He felt Tohru still holding him, and he was still human. Well, he knew this would happen, didn't he? The number of times they'd considered Akito just dying so they could stay like this...but the idea of this illness outweighed all decisions.
"Yeah...Forgot to tell you...didn't think this would happen...augh---" Yuki managed to calm down, but he was still in pain. He stifled the last word, since it was more of a sob.
Oh, this is embarrassing. I'm crying. I'm crying in front of Tohru, and I can't stop.
Which was an odd thought, and Yuki knew it was strange, considering what he'd just gone through. But it was strange, he realized with a small smile, because these were tears of happiness. He was with Tohru, and everything would be okay.
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Post by Tohru Honda on Jan 7, 2006 23:03:23 GMT -5
Tohru felt a huge pain in her chest. Yuki was crying. Crying, and there was nothing at all that she could do.
"Oh no," she said, pulling back a little to peer at his face. "Does it hurt that much? I'm...sorry..." she said, ignoring her own tears, pieces of her heart falling away watching him.
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Post by Yuki on Jan 7, 2006 23:15:40 GMT -5
Yuki laughed once, then shook his head, refusing to let Tohru see his face. Here she was, doing so much for him, acting like a shot of morphine for the pain and she was apologizing. His sobs were mixed with laughter. Sorrow, pain, joy, worry, pain, relief at being free of his animal form...Yuki wasn't sure how to feel. He held on to Tohru tighter and mouthed the words. He wasn't sure if she could here him, and he didn't care.
"Thank you. I'm sorry. Thank you. Thank you..."
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Post by Tohru Honda on Jan 7, 2006 23:26:28 GMT -5
At first, Tohru couldn't hear what Yuki was saying, but then his voice seemed to start in and she caught "I'm sorry. Thank you."
His laughter bewildered her. "Oh my gosh, Yuki-kun, I am the sorry one! I am so sorry that I've upset you!"
She trailed off, looking away. She didn't know how to make it better. Didn't know how to make it better."How much does it hurt, Yuki-kun?" she asked somewhat timidly, almost afraid to know the answer.
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Post by Yuki on Jan 7, 2006 23:34:23 GMT -5
Yuki breathed carefully, so that Tohru could hear him, "It's...okay..." it was becoming more difficult to talk, and he could feel his voice slipping. He spoke while exhaling, then took a moment to get his breath back before continuing in a staggered pattern, "it's like a...bad fever or...something. I think I...will be okay just...need a...second here. Sleep..." he closed his eyes, and took a few more breaths before finishing, "I think I need to sleep...but I don't think I can..." the last line was a whisper. Yuki stopped talking and focused on breathing. First it was hallucinations, now this? Akito, how are you able to still affect me so much? You're dead!
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Post by Tohru Honda on Jan 7, 2006 23:47:19 GMT -5
Tohru let go of Yuki and took his hand, squeezing it.
"Let's go home," she said softly. "I want...to help. We can go home and...I'll make soup and...make sure you and Kyo and Shigure are all...fine. And Hatori...if you want to come..."
Hatori was at the wall. "No...I need to take care of business here. There are things to be done, and I need to make sure Haru is all right."
Tohru nodded, putting a brave smile on her face, then looked at Yuki, waiting to see if he wanted to leave or not. If he wanted to stay...she would, too. "Let's go," she said, whispering and suggesting at the same time.
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Post by Yuki on Jan 8, 2006 0:20:10 GMT -5
Yuki didn't say anything for a while. Yes, it would be good to leave, wouldn't it...? He didn't have the fondest memories here.
He nodded, "Yeah..." his voice was completely gone, all that was left was a hoarse whisper, "let's go." He started to stand on his own and stumbled. Catching himself, he stood shakily. He didn't want to, but he found himself leaning on Tohru. She guided, if she wanted to move at all. Yuki stared at his feet, moving like a puppet and thinking of nothing at all.
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So cute. ]
