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A once delicate heart, as calm as the ocean now sit, still in the chest of the stone faced male. As he lay unconscious on the hard wood floors of his estate, Blood seeping from his wound. Slowly loosing his sense of reality, he...
Chapter 009 Recap; Sanemi is furious because Shinobu told him nothing of the scars. He then results in yelling at her, storming out of the office. Giyuu wakes up to find most of Hashira inside his room. He's confused, but when Shinobu comes to change his bandages everyone looks more deflated. He doesn't understand till Mitsuri asks him if he's okay.
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He was wide eyed at the question. Was he okay? He gripped the blanket tighter, he looked nervous. The rest of the hashira were quick to notice it too.
"Im sorry Tomioka-san! I didn't mean to upset you!" She pleaded, holding onto his hand reassuringly as he stared blank eyes at the pure white blanket.
"Im fine. Thank you for asking Kanroji-san. I was just surprised." He says, trying to form a small smile. Shinobu frowned though. She knew he didn't mean those words. She knew he wouldn't want to talk to her either.
She placed her smile back on her face, then handing Giyuu a plate of food which consisted of a bowl of rice, vegetables, and a few meats. He picked up his chopsticks, mixing the food items.
Then bringing the food up to his mouth, eating the food. Although he opened his eyes, raising his brow as they watched him eat. They all shared awkward glances at eachother.
He shrugged as he continued to eat, although Sanemi and Uzui were still asleep. He ate in silence as no one talked, until Mitsuri broke the tension with her usually cheery tone.
"So guys! Remember why we're here!" She cheered, to the others. Waking Uzui and making Sanemi stir in his sleep. "H-huh..?" He sat up confused, rubbing his eyes. "Oh, I'm in the butterfly mansion." He hummed, shrugging as he did.
"Yes! I do remember!" Rengoku yelled, waking Sanemi. Who was practically furious until he saw Giyuu eating peacefully as the others talked about why they were here.
Giyuu set the half-eaten bowl of rice and other various things on the tray, placing the chopsticks in the bowl with it. He snuck a glance at Muichiro, A small smile spread across his face as he laid down next to him.
"Hey... Your eyes are pretty." He states quietly. Pointing in the general direction of his face as he stared at them like he would clouds. "Thank you Tokito-kun."
Muichiro smiled, lowering his hand as he lay his head back onto the pillow. Giyuu lay down as well, whisper singing to the younger one as the others argued about why they came.
He sighed once Muichiro fell asleep once more, he knew they were just pitying him. Sanemi hadn't joined the conversation, he just sat in the chair next to his bed. Surprisingly calm..
He sat up to say something, but before he did he broke out into a coughing fit. Coughing into his arm as the others dropped their disagreement to stare. Shinobu on the other hand rushed over to make sure it wasn't bad.
He laid back down, the others staring. He could feel the eyes on him as he turned over. He didn't want to be watched in all honesty, he wanted to go back to sleep. "Tomioka-san!? Are you okay!?" Mitsuri said, concern written all over her tone.
"Ah, I believe he is fine. It's nothing serious!" She responded, although she was being truthful. She didn't exactly believe her own words.
Sanemi was in a less panicked state, as he watched Giyuu drift asleep again. He let out a sigh of relief as he got up from the chair. In all honesty half of Hashiras in the room forgot Muichiro was still asleep next to the ill Ravenette.
They all stepped out of the room to talk without waking the sleeping water Hashira. "I don't think we should confront him about it now." some nodded, others stayed quiet. They wanted him to know that they were there for him, but it was hard when you couldn't exactly bring up the topic of him Self harming.
Giyuu in the other room didn't fall asleep, as soon as he heard the door close he opened his eyes slightly. All of the hashira had left, besides Muichiro. Who was asleep. He took off the bandages quickly. Staring at the pale and boney arm that had seemed to be healing.
Although something was bothering him. Were they worried for him? Did he cause a state of panic in the corps due to his absence? He felt like he was being crushed. By the weight of what he'd missed during his almost full week of being absent.
He wasn't getting his jobs done. He wasn't going to important meetings. He wasn't taking care of Tanjiro. He wasn't removing the guilt of all these inconveniences.
He frantically looked around. The only metallic thing catching his eye was the cart. He sat up more, pulling the cart closer. Searching for anything.
He only found a syringe. He was panicking. He felt like he couldn't breath. He felt like he had just been kicked in the stomach, all the air he had been holding gone in an instant. He grabbed the syringe. Dragging it across his wrist. It only left a scratch, so he tried again.
Putting more pressure on it seemed to work. Making a deeper scratch. Although not enough to make up for all the pain and or panic he'd gaven the others in the corps. Including master.
He pressed down harder. Although he didn't drag the needle across his skin. There was just a hollow hole in his wrist. You could see the blood oozing out of it like a shot wound.
He flinched at the sudden pain arising from his arm, he lifted the syringe. Not knowing what he had done. His eyes widened at the sight of the the crimson red hole in his arm. He set the syringe aside. Not daring to clean it nor touch it anymore, his arm a shoke wave of pain if he touched anything with it.
He wrapped the bandage tighter than before, trying to slow down the blood. He didn't want to indicate he had been bleeding. He looked back to see Muichiro still asleep, his head on the pillow.
He lay his arm back down on the bed along side his body. He sighed quietly as he grazed one of the child's cheeks. A small smile slid onto his face.
He lay back down completely, hearing the door open a few minutes after. Hearing nothing but the sound of distant chatters from the various voices in the room.
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