Identical Memories (An OHSHC Fanfic) [Completed]

Chapter Fourteen

A/N: Not as long as I like my chapters, but the ending seemed suiting, besides, you guys have been waiting a long time for this chapter! Hope you enjoy!

Earlier that day

Eri

I burrowed deeper into my covers, hoping that I could simply fall back asleep. No one would bother me if I stayed like this. Everyone in the house was used to it- I’m sure Emi had already told the cooks that I’d be taking my meal in my room today.

Not that I felt like eating. To be honest, my stomach hadn’t really been asking for a lot of food recently. It wasn’t that I felt sick or anything, I just wasn’t hungry.

With that thought, I buried my head in my pillow, as if that could push the knowledge out of my head. It was another thing on a list of things that meant I needed to talk to someone. I remembered once hearing that going untreated for a certain amount of time could easily kill you. How long had it been since I’d first noticed the blood?

Did it matter? I hadn’t given up on the idea that I was wrong. It wasn’t impossible.

Just highly unlikely.

What was Emi going to do?

Last time almost killed her.

 

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“Eri-chan, Eri-chan… are you awake? You have a visitor.”

My eyes flickered open and for a moment I tried to focus. The shapes around me were blurred slightly, but I could make out the face of the person tightly gripping the nurses hand. A small smile reached my lips and I focused, forcing my own hand to move so that instead of the nurse’s, she could hold mine.

“Emi…”

Her eyes were so red, yet she wore a smile. Was she trying to comfort me?

“Otousan and the doctors are talking,” she began, her falsely bright expression failing to completely wipe away the tremble in her voice. “They said they might try something else. Since we’re twins, there’s a chance I can help. They haven’t finished talking, yet, so I don’t know what will happen. It’ll work out, though, just you see.”

I kept my smile in place, hoping she couldn’t see through it.

How many different things had we tried over the years? They’d made it go away once. Now it was back and worse than before. If they made it go away this time, wouldn’t that only mean we’d face it again in the future? What would we do then? Would whatever they were planning on using Emi for work then? Would I want it to?

All of this was so tiring.

I just wanted to sleep.

 

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My eyes snapped open when someone knocked on my door. I must have fallen asleep again, something that I would rather avoid doing if that would be the result. I hadn’t had that dream in years. The image of Emi’s tear-stained, frightened face flashed through my mind.

I didn’t want to see that again.

“Come in,” I called out, rolling over in my covers.

The door swung open and I stiffened. Hiroshi had appeared in the doorway, his usual cold eyes and slightly mocking smile in place. Without waiting for a reaction from me, he stepped forward and let the door fall shut behind him.