The Rouge Violinist (Kousei x Female Reader)

(34) She was Never Really Alive

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Kousei's POV

We were back in Japan, and (y/n) was still deep beneath the wraps of a coma. I couldn't do anything but worry, I haven't been able to visit her either, they won't let me, because I'm not family.

Ever since we got back, and I was told I couldn't see her, I haven't left my room. Worst part is, I haven't played at all, and I know it's wrong, she wouldn't want me to stop, but I just couldn't get myself to do it.

I want to, so badly, I wanted to stand by the keys of my piano, and play something, just anything, even one single solitary note. Maybe I shouldn't.

"Or maybe you should." My head snapped up, a familiar voice reaching my ears, but she wasn't there.

"You know, after everything I left you, I would have thought that you learned your lesson from giving up." I looked to my left, and there, she was. Was my mind playing tricks on me?

"And now I've worked so hard to get here, you're just standing there, staring at me because you think you're losing your mind." She said.

I looked at her, taking in her image. She was wearing a long white dress, her long blonde hair, frozen in the stale air, and her stormy blue eyes, staring through my soul. But it was different, she wasn't like her real self, but only physically, she was translucent, like a ghost, she was a ghost.

"Kao-ri?" I spoke, chopping her name to syllables.

"You bet, I know, you probably think I'm a figment of your imagination, but look." She lifted her hand to mine, holding it in a tight grasp. "I'm real, not alive, but real. I want to talk to you though, about (y/n)."

My breath hitched for a moment, feeling bad, like I betrayed her by falling in love with her best friend. "Don't Kousei, you don't need to feel bad, it's okay that you love her, I didn't expect you to die alone just because the one person you used to love passed away. I knew you'd move on, I wanted you to, I just didn't expect it to be (y/n). If I'm being honest, I thought it's be Tsubaki." She laughed, and I buried my head in my hands from embarrassment.

"Anyway, let me ask you something, do you know what the surgery me and (y/n) had does?" She asked me, gripping my hand a little tighter.

"It fixes you, r-right?" I said, more as a question. She sighed, grabbing my other hand, but I felt like it was being blown up by a breeze.

"No, Kousei, it doesn't fix us, not completely at least, the only thing it can really do is give us a little more time, (y/n) knew this. She was stupid to start another tour, she knew she wouldn't make it, but she did think she was going to make it to Tokyo before it came and hit her again.  Unfortunately, she didn't make it, she was close, but not quite." She said, as ghostly tears fell down her cheek.

"What are you saying?" I replied, my hands shaking, afraid of her answer.

"What I'm saying is..... (y/n) is going to die, I don't know if she'll even wake up from the coma, but even if she does, she's will die only days later. I'm sorry, I didn't want this to happen." She spoke as her voice cracked.

I was shaking like crazy, nothing but a river of tears rolling down my face. She wrapped her arms around me and a sweet and comforting embrace.

"I'm so, so sorry, I know you loved her a lot, why do you think she was trying to break up with you all those months ago, she didn't want you to get hurt." She said sobbing into my shoulder, but every tear fell and fazed through my shirt, disappearing.

I threw my arms around her waist, holding on for dear life, sobbing harder by the second. "What, what will I do after she's gone, Kaori, I can't go on after this, I'm a walking zombie without you two." I said, only being able to force out one sentence before unraveling again.

"Kousei, you have to move on, keep living, keep playing, as long as you play, live, me and (y/n) will be right beside you, every step of the way, I promise." Kaori said as she pulled away and looking me in my bloodshot eyes.

She suddenly went tense, not moving as her grasp tightened around my shoulders.

"Kaori, what's wrong?" I said, placing my hands over hers to get to loosen her grasp.

"Kousei, it's (y/n), something's, different. I can't place my finger on it, but her spiritual state is morphing, I can see it." She said with her eyes sealed closed.

"I need to-" I cut myself off, knowing I really couldn't see her, they wouldn't let me, I knew that deep down.

"Here." Kaori said, offering her hand out to me.

"This may be a challenge, but I think I can get you a chance to see her." As soon as she said that, I grabbed onto her hand tightly.

"Please, whatever you can do, even if it doesn't work, just try, please." I begged, and she returned with a bright smile.

"You don't have to ask, I care about her just as much as you do." A blinding light surrounded us, and suddenly we were in a cloud white room with overcast lighting.

"Kou-sei." A raspy voice croaked out.

I quickly turned around, and there, (y/n) was sitting, just barely conscious, in a hospital bed looking deathly pale.

"Kao-ri." She spoke again. So she could see her too.

"It's.... Good to see... you both... again.... One last.... time." She forced a smile out.

"I've missed you."

(Hey, I just wanted to put out a small note, saying that this story will soon be coming to an end, sadly. I had a lot of fun making this emotional rollercoaster. But as they say, out with the old and in with the new, so I will be making another story shortly after. I wanted to know how you would all feel if I made a Yuri on Ice!!! Yurio x reader after this. I am going to keep making x readers instead of continuing my original, which I'm sure you would all agree with, so tell me in the comments how you would feel, thank you all for your support. :3)