Chapter 4: Lighting the Darkness
For Genji, it was never a matter of how much he loved someone, rather than who he chose to love that day, or week if they were attractive enough. No one had ever fully held his attention and desire. Until now.
Until her.
'The one time you find someone you actually want to love, you screw it up', he thought to himself.
Genji Shimada was not the man he once was. This change had nothing to do with the cybernetics that Dr. Ziegler had implanted to facilitate his regrowth or even with the brother and family that he had lost. The change was that he had someone, besides his brother, that he truly cared for.
Now he had hurt her, and he felt like he should've died in the first place.
'You had to be stupid. You HAD to compliment her and try to flirt. Didn't you think about the words you were saying? You saw her office, and you walked around this damned place. You KNEW she had lost people. But no, you had to-'
The thought was cut short by a knock at the door.
"Genji?"
'Oh not you, please not now...'
I will kick this damn door down if y'don't answer in about 3 seconds, and I will start counting."
Jesse McCree was not to be tested, especially when something was wrong with his friends.
"1...2...", he stopped as the door creaked open, pouring light into the almost complete black of the room.
"I heard you, cowboy", Genji said weakly, barely breaking a whisper.
"Jesus, Genji, what's wrong? You look like you had a tussle with the wall, and it came out on top."
Groaning, Genji closed the door behind his friend and fell back onto the floor. His face fell back into the solitary pillow on the floor as he said, "mmmmfffmfmffmf"
"What?"
Lifting his head off of the pillow just enough to speak, he repeated, "I'm taking time alone"
"Takin' a break is one thing partner, but you've been holed up here for almost two whole days now. Not a word to anyone 'round here. Have you eaten at least?", Jesse asked, concerned.
As Genji gestured to a trash can in the corner of the room, Jesse could see a few bags of ramen noodles. Empty bags.
"Aw, hell Genji. Now that ain't a proper meal and you know it."
Lifting his head fully this time, Genji turned to face him.
"I don't deserve a proper meal. Not after what I've done."
Jesse then confirmed what the problem was with his friend. He only wished that Genji knew exactly what he did.
Earlier that day
Jesse had just awoken from another long night of drinking, shooting, and of course, drunken shooting. Checking his arms, he could see that he still had all of his fingers on his right hand, and that there weren't any holes in the mechanical arm on his left.
'Agh, damn. Only problem now s' this damn headache.'
Slowly sitting up, he slid out of the table as gracefully as possible, managing to only fall over twice.
Stumbling his way into the patient's wing, he began his daily search for Dr. Ziegler. After all, she was the only one who would actually give him the drugs to stop the headache. All of the other doctors would refuse, telling him to learn his lesson about drinking so much. Not that she didn't say that of course, but he liked that she said it while handing them over.
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A Man's Heart Within
FanfictionWhen a young ninja is betrayed by his clan and left to die, an angel descends to fix the bleeding holes left in his heart. (Disclaimer: I do not own any of the art used for chapter images.)