The Wounded

24

"...there is no known remedy for this spell."

Ritsu felt as if someone had taken a staff and shoved it down his throat choking him with the weight of a thousand tons. His fiance was in a deep coma-like slumber with no known way to wake him. "M-May I see him now?" The doctor nodded glancing at the councilman that accompanied Ritsu sadly.

"When will your team possibly have a solution?" The doctor shook his head and thought of an answer. "My apologies Yokozawa-sama but with this...rather unique situation our team will be slowed," the man paused, "possibly a month at the minimum." The navy haired man flinched at the lengthy amount of time. "What can I do to accelerate the process?" The man received no immediate reply from the medically educated middle aged man.

"I am afraid nothing can speed up the process."

The two men then stood in sorrow filled silence.

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Ritsu stood beside Masamune's assigned hospital bed. He stared at the man silently while tears freely slid down his now pale face. "I love you," he whispered almost brokenly at the slumbering man. "Please come back to me. Please I'll do anything you want, we can even do what you wanted on the beach." Ritsu begged the man to come back to him, to wake up and laugh at his over anxious lover.

Taking a seat, he took Masamune's cold hand in his rather shaky hand. Inhaling a shaky breath he began to speak to his still lover.

"Do you remember that time when we were human...when I went over to your house and we...did that? I could have sworn that you could hear my heart hammering against my ribcage. I remember the way your hair felt fluttering across my forehead and how you hugged me close. I-I miss you already," Ritsu took a moment to swallow a sob and calm his sinking emotions. "I still...I still,"

Ritsu could continue no more, he felt as if his world was built up just to be torn down again. He had finally found the soul he was meant to save, finally able to trust him with his life, and finally got engaged. Why was this happening to him? Or better yet, why is this happening to Masamune?

-------Ritsu's Point of View---------

I could not breathe after I left the hospital room after visiting hours. I felt as if the Devil himself plunged hand first into my chest and squeezed at my ever contracting lungs. Despite this feeling I grew determined to find the remedy to the sleeping spell. Masamune will not continue to be magically bound, especially not by that wench.

"Yokozawa-san can you please tell me which room the wench is in?"

"She was placed in Level A interrogation room B2."

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I stared at the wench through the tinted glass that separated us.

"What is the counter-spell for the one you've placed on Takano-dono?"

The interrogator was met with silence as the woman in the room stared calmly through the window, almost as if she knew I was there. "When my father releases me from this hell, I will unleash my own on you and the stupid son of a harlot hiding behind that screen. Come out you coward and face me!"
I stared at her, observing her tense shoulders and the sweat drops rolling down her face.

"What would be your next course of action Onodera-san?" After I thought about the question for quite some time. "Put me in there." The guard accompanying me choked. "M-My apologies Onodera-san but you are not allowed the access into the Interrogation room."