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◇added soundtrack from FMA◇
"It's all my fault!" I ground my teeth as I lay my head on her chest. My tears rolled off to the side, staining her torn, blood-covered clothing.
Her heartbeat...oh God, it sounds like music to my ears...she's alive...she's alive...
I was so furious with myself, so damn furious. My hand clenched into a fist. During her treatment, she hadn't even noticed that I occasionally hugged her, kissed her, and desperately cried out her name.
I was so scared for her that even now, I hadn't come to my senses and was still trembling. The fear of losing someone you love deeply is inexplicable. I lifted my head because I didn't want to wake her, though I wasn't sure if my movements would rouse her as she slumbered so deeply.
Every bit of strength had left her.
I ran my hand through my blood-stained white hair in despair. Gently, I brushed her cheek.
She had awakened her Reverse Cursed Technique (RCT)...
I smiled at her.
She looked so peaceful...
I kissed her forehead.
My lips were millimeters away from her forehead as I whispered, "I love you...can you hear me?...I love you...I love you so much I'd sacrifice all of humanity for you...so much I'd sacrifice myself for you."
I squeezed my eyes shut as my tears fell onto her forehead. "I love you, so please don't leave me...Kanna."
I said her name so desperately it felt like it burned a searing path on my tongue. She twitched slightly and moved her head.
I jerked back, "Kanna?"
She squinted her eyes and became a bit restless in bed, her face contorting in pain.
I leaned in abruptly, worried, "KANNA?!"
She was sweating. My hand hurriedly brushed her forehead, cheek, arm, carefully moving towards the wound. I checked, but externally it didn't look painful.
I sat on the edge of the bed and whispered softly, "Kanna?..."
She bit her lip, and a tear rolled down.
A nightmare...?
My heart almost stopped. I embraced her gently.
Running my hand through her hair, I whispered, "Shh, it's okay."
What I would do to hear her call my name, see her smile, her bright eyes.
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I held her tighter. The smell of dried blood filled my nose. Anger surged...Sukuna...that bastard.
I had noticed the power differences from everyone outside. They were still fighting. I looked at her again. She seemed to have calmed down a bit. I leaned forward and let my lips brush against hers. I kissed her softly. I got up from the bed, covered her properly, placed a bucket beside her in case she woke up and have to vomit, and filled a glass with water.
There was a note and pen.
I took a deep breath and quickly wrote, "If you wake up, my angel, my everything, don't worry..."
I placed it on the table next to her.
I pulled the curtains aside, and Shoko came into view, healing someone else. She looked up, wearing her N95 mask and gloves, covered in blood.
I felt sorry for her; she's our only healer.
"I'm sorry to ask you for something else in this situation, but—"
She removed her mask and interrupted me, "Are you stupid? Of course I'll look after her, and if anything happens, I'll take care of it."
My eyes widened. I smiled at her and stood beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder, "Thank you for everything."
She bit her lip, trembling. I could feel her sadness from here.
She bowed her head, crying, "Take care of yourself..."
I smiled at the path ahead, "I will win."
I left her behind and abruptly teleported to the scene.
Yuta was hit by the technique which was the same meant for me, right before my eyes.
Nearly split in half in the air, I was about to teleport to him when Ui Ui quickly teleported him away.
Ah, he's saving people and bringing them to Shoko...
Sukuna stopped abruptly, turning to me in shock, his eyes wide, grinning broadly, shouting, "THERE YOU ARE, I WAS ALMOST ABOUT TO COME TO YOU MYSELF!"
The hatred that rose in me. My eyes scanned the area.
Maki wasn't here...probably badly injured or already with Shoko... My eyes moved to Yuji...he was severely injured but still standing.
He wiped the blood from his mouth, breathing heavily, "MEGUMI, WAKE UP ALREADY."
I took more steps forward as the debris dust grew thicker. "That you almost took her from me, Sukuna..." I laughed emptily. My thoughts circled the scenario, "You saved yourself one last time because otherwise..." Our eyes met. He had reached his final form. "I would have killed you so that the name King of Curses would have been meaningless."
His body turned completely towards me, his voice rising, "Oh really?"
I shrugged and smiled "Not that it means I won't kill you now..."
He scoffed
" Yuji go away"
He turned to me and glanced over to Sukuna as he gritted his teeth. He nodded.
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