𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑰 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒆 [𝕘𝕚𝕪𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕠] (KNY)

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟣𝟩: 𝑀𝓎 𝒩𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒

Author POV:

"What would it be?" Kanae's eyes shone.

"I'm better now. I'm fine. I'm at no immediant risk of infection." Shinobu nodded at her wounds. "I wondered... well, I suppose I just wondered if you would let me nurse Tomioka. Full-time. Just me. I know I'm not in the best state myself, but I just feel like if I could do this, I might be able to at least make up for what I've done."

"Oh, Shinobu. You haven't done anything." Kanae sighed. "But if that's what you want... yes. I'll let you. Of course."

Shinobu beamed. 

"BUT. You have to promise not to overexterate yourself. Only go to his room when nesscary. You have to be on time for your injections and medicine. You have to let me wheelchair you to his room." Kanae said sternly. 

"Wheelchair me?! Sis, it's not like my legs are broken." Shinobu groaned.

"Yes, but if you accidentally tear your stitches while walking, I will murder you." Kanae said, quite seriously. "I will actually murder you."

"Jeez, alright." Shinobu rolled her eyes. "But, Kanae?"

"Yes?"

"Thanks." 

Time skip

For the next few weeks Shinobu did nothing but stay in Giyu's room, even when she wasn't required to, even when Kanae kept telling her she should be resting. 

Shinobu couldn't leave his room. It was almost like it was physically impossible to. She wanted to be there when he finally woke(because he had to wake up), she wanted for the first words he heard to be "sorry, i'm sorry, i'm so so sorry". 

Because she was. So sorry. With every fibre of her being she thought sorry at Giyuu, as if that would somehow be enough for him to finally come to his sense and wake the hell up. 

Everyday Shinobu sat in Giyuu's room, on that tiny stool, watching him and monitoring his heart rate, she felt herself die a little inside. His blank, pale face, eyes closed, wearing a blue hospital gown, looked so fragile and open. Like a baby deer. No longer the funny, serious, idiotic, charismatic man she'd known. 

His ink-black hair was slowly growing out as weeks passed by. One morning, Shinobu got out of bed early, before Kanae could come down with her morning toast. She stole a pair of silver scissors from Kanae's office and she went down to Giyuu's room. 

As she'd gently, carefully snipped off the excess trends of his hair, she'd whispered words to him that she knew he couldn't hear. 

Tomioka, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so, so, sorry you had to take that blow for me, and I will never forgive myself if you don't wake up because of it. You have to wake up, Tomioka, you just have to, because otherwise I don't know how I'll cope. I don't know how I'll cope without you, doing rehabilition beside me, making horrible jokes, trying to woo me all the time. I don't know what I'd ever do if I didn't get to talk to you again, to laugh at you or to yell at you and it was all my fault, because you shouldn't have had to take that strike for me, I should've been able to dodge, that's not all. I know, I know, I know so very badly that I should not have abandoned you in the first place. I should not have ignored your bluefire signals. I should not have yelled at you, gotten angry at you, not believed you. But most of all, I should not have sat in that small clearing, watching fish and feeling sorry for myself while slowly you died, because surely you would've died if I hadn't finally found you. I hate him, Douma, the demon, I hate him with my life, and I will hate him even more if you don't wake up. Tomioka, you have to wake up. You just have to. If you don't I don't know what I'll do. Have I said that already? God. I'm sorry I'm rambling. I just have this confused circle in my chest and it hurts so badly, these circling thoughts, and I know I'm annoying you, just as you always annoy me, but now I want you to annoy me, as much as you like, if it means you'll wake up and you can hear me say sorry. Are you okay? I wish I knew what you're thinking right now, if you're thinking anything at all. Can you hear me? Should I call you Giyuu? You've always wanted me to call you that. I'm sorry I never did. Do you want me to call you that now? I'll do anything you like. Just as long as you'll wake up. Please, please, wake up. Shall I call you Giyuu? Yes. I think I shall. 

For a blissful, perfect second his eyelashes fluttered and Shinobu's breath caught, for she hoped so much that he'd wake, but then he fell still again and all was lost. 

A/N: i know half of you won't even read that hella long para of Shinobu's words to giyuu... but if you did, I LOVE YOU 4EVER <33