ᴍᴜɪᴄʜɪʀᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ : ɴɪᴄʜɪʀɪɴ

chapter 27 - splitting

a/n: yes i fwlt like writing finally happy 2022
also bear in mind for those conplaining about the smut durinf llike what chapter 7?? i was 13 when i wrote rhis fic and as a now 15 year old i apologie
i wrote this at 3am
also I retconned a bit of the previous chapters cause why not be gay do crim

speaking of retconning previous chapters i am now goin to rewrite this entire book after publishing this chapter but in a more 
age-appropriate and gender-neutral way
have fun chilren

y/n's pov

my vision came back. what even happened? did I blackout?

staring up into the sky past the trees. what was I doing there? where even am I?

I stood up. last I remembered I was heading for muichiro. but where exactly is he now, endless forests in every direction.

"y/n stay put" a voice, seemingly stern demanded. a disembodied voice but one I've heard over and over again, as recognisable as the start of fall.

"dad? where are you?" I stuttered, gripping the fallen maple leaves on the soil below me, desperate to find.

"y/n" the voice called out. This time I did not waste time following the voice. I sensed where it came from and approached with caution.

the voice became louder as I neared its source but as soon as I took another few steps, there was another voice, crying, a young girl. In the same direction my dad's voice was coming from. I neared closer.

"dad are you oka-" and that's when I saw the scene. my dad and a child. I hid behind a tree and watched as the scene unravel.

shouting, I couldn't make out a single word. it was muffled even though I was right there. is this some sick dream? am I tripping?

the child was shivering on the ground, crying and howling the words "stop" and "help". It was hard to make out as the child covered her face.

My dad had a long cane in hand. It finally clicked in my head what had been happening.
"Dad what are you doing!" I shouted and jumped out of where I was hiding, but I went unnoticed.

"Dad! Dad!!!" but he didn't even look at me, only at the child. He raised his cane and struck the girl. I tried to deflect the blow but I went straight through them. it was like I were a ghost.

The girl removed her hands from her eyes and gripped at the impact point.

I analysed her face but I didn't need to as it was one I recognised more than anything

"m-me?"

my jaw dropped as looked back at my dad, straight in the eyes. His expression. A hatred in his frowned eyes that had always looked at me with favour and love... it had felt so familiar. But I just can't remember anything. I can't remember...

did it ever happen?

Before I could think I woke up in my bed at home, Muichiro across the room.

I stood up in a cold sweat and wiped my eyes.

"Morning sleepyhead," Mui remarked snarkily.

"Why am I- I was on the way to see you and then i-"

"I found you passed out near my station. I figured you passed out so I took you in. brought you home after the day was done." He stirred his tea and sipped it casually. 

I tried bringing my legs to a stand gradually but my legs only just feel like they were made of jello. Muichiro noticed how I were struggling and put down his tea. He made his way over to me and tried to help me up. 

"Mmm, no no no. I wanted to stand up so I could make my way to you." I explained. He chuckled in response and instead laid down next to me, staring at the ceiling. I laid back down and stared at the ceiling as well. 

"You know, I had the weirdest dream about my dad." I tilted my head to face him. 

"What happened in it?" He asked, curiosity now piqued. "Well it was in a forest and I heard him shouting and..." I recall the memories within the dream, how real it felt, the look in my father's eyes. "Yeah, that was it. It was really obscure." 

Muichiro's eyes meet mine. "I see." His tone indicated slight suspicion but as his eyes left mine, he seemed to have shrugged it off. I took a sigh in my heart. I scooted closer to him and rested my head on his chest. 

"How was the training yesterday?" I asked, realising how I passed out before even making it to his station to check on him. "It was tiring. Well, not for me obviously but you get the gist." 

I giggled softly and cuddled into his warmth even more. He wrapped his arms around me. 

"Mui. Do you think this would be the last time we ever hold each other this way? I've been so scared lately. What if something bad happened to either of us? Doesn't the thought of it scare you too?" I vented lightly. Mui sighs and his eyes meet mine once again. 

"I've always been scared to lose you. But I've always seen it as a drive to protect you from anything or anyone that could ever come close enough to harm you. I treasure you more than anything in the world." His heartfelt words have always had the ability to throw a cupid's arrow through my heart. 

"Since when were you so smooth with your words? Must've learnt it from me." I remarked snarkily. "Sure did."

God, I am scared of losing him. Ironic how we're in a line of work that puts us in danger at every shift, huh. I want to enjoy these small moments as much as I can. The kisses, the cuddles, all the way down to the simple touches we share, I want to cherish them to every bit possible. I love him so much. Please don't ever leave me.

And just like that, I let the words slip out of my mouth. "Hey, you'll never leave me right?" His eyebrows rise a little.

"Of course not. I'd die the day I leave you. I'll never ever leave you."

If you say so...

a/n god i leave trauma dumping into cahpters about my relationship problems even thought this is supposed to be a fanfic about love and shii