A Sky Full Of Stars 2

Chapter 10

The girl lay there. So still. Unbothered. 

Or at least, that's what Akaza had hoped for. As he still sat in the room's dark corner, observing the girl. Occasionally the sound of the walls of the castle could be heard shifting, their room remaining unchanged. The one thing that remained changing, was the girl's physical appearance. It seemed as if she was in an internal battle with herself, ever so often she would be seen twisting and turning. 

He eyed her up and down, still unsure of what was going on through her mind, her internal systems. Her bloodstream.

*Y/n's POV*

It felt like suffocation. The only thing I remember is when Kibutsuji dug his nail into an artery near my wrist, and something nauseating and powerful entering my bloodstream. It immediately consumed my body in agonising pain. The pain was incomprehensible. I remember the smug look on Kibutsuji's face after I grabbed my arm away after seeing the swollen and black veins. It's a sight that even I don't want to think about. It just makes me nauseous. 

But where am I now? I do not remember any further than when I blacked out. For some reason, I feel warm, safe and secure. Peaceful? Yet it feels as if I'm still in that agonising pain, my body rejecting whatever the demon has done to me. It's a constant flashing between comfort and discomfort, hot and cold, light and heavy.

It feels as if though, that confusion seems to reach an end, as I can see a bright light. Am I entering my conscious state once more?

*No One's POV*

The girl immediately caught Akaza's attention, his eyebrows raising at the sudden movement of her face, cringing in the pain she was in. She suddenly shot up, in a visible sweat, her back slouched slightly and her head arched down. Her loose hair stuck to the side of her neck, and a visible shake was evident from her hands trying to support herself. 

Akaza took notice of how thin she had appeared to become in the mere hours she had spent laying there. Akaza rushed to her side, taking his right hand and strongly using it to gently support her neck as he used the other to push her back down, encouraging her to lay back down onto the futon she had been resting on. She gave in to the push of his hand, her eyes widely staring back at the Upper Moon 3. How is it that such a violent creature could posses such care and nurture? 

Akaza frowned, staring down at the Hashira, she was meant to be weakened, and she appeared and felt weak, but for some reason he couldn't shake the feeling of an immense power waiting to erupt. She analysed him, and he knew it. He was busy being studied like a hunter trying to pinpoint their prey's weakness. 

In an instant y/n lunged forward onto Akaza, her hands wrapped around his neck, her thumbs pressing deeply into the dip between his collarbones and throat. It caught him off guard, but what caught him even more off guard was the lack of remorse in her eyes. Her thumbs managed to pierce through, and she grabbed his trachea, ripping it out knowing he could simply heal yet wanting to take her anger out somehow. Akaza felt a searing pain for a split second, before his flesh instantaneously regenerated which forced her hand out of the hole left in his throat. He pushed her back onto the futon, a single hand keeping both in place. His yellow eyes glowed in the dim room, he knew he would have to prevent her from causing trouble, but absolutely refuse to hurt her in the process of doing so.

Concern laced his expression, as he realised her heartbeat was abnormally fast and she went even more pale within the few seconds of high adrenaline. He gently pushed her down by her shoulder, got up, and proceeded to decide wether or not to call Muzan, as after several hours, her condition had yet to improve, and the sudden aggression was one he thought Muzan would be interested in seeing. Especially since he was managed to be dealt pain without her even having to use a sword, and questioned if she would later react positively to the blood Muzan had previously administered into her.

- M_Storyz