High & Low White Rascals FanFic

Weak

(Music:  Sunder, by Really Slow Motion)

     I update a couple of days ago, and you already want another one! XD     I guess that I'll update because I haven't been on much recently and I need to get back into the way of it~

Snow.

     I felt a gentle breeze flow softly over my face, distracting me from the numbing pain in my back.  I felt like a bolder had crashed into my back, and if I tired to even move an inch an excruciating pain jolted up my back causing me to fall right back into the position I was first in.

     I groaned and opened my eyes, letting the warm glow of the morning sun shine softly into my room, through the open window to my left.  I took a quick glance at my surroundings, and let out a sigh of relief when my room was empty.

     I felt bad about not being able to defend myself properly, and I didn't want the embarrassment of needing help every single time I got myself into trouble . . . I wanted to be stronger . . . to do better, it was just so hard!

     I didn't want White Rascals to think that I was some weak fragile vase, that broke every time someone touched it and needed help no matter what happened . . . even if I was, I didn't want to be I wanted . . . to be able to pay them back for what they'd done for me, but at this rate I would only make that debt bigger, even if White Rascals didn't see it as a debt but their job, I saw it as a debt...

     I tried once again to force myself to sit up on my bed, but again I collapsed back onto the bed, pain shooting across my back.  Why did I have to be so weak?  Why did I need so much help?  Why couldn't I seem to do anything by myself?

     With a whelp I forced myself to sit up, ignoring the pain screeching inside my head, a small smile formed on my face, at least I did one thing, only sixty million more to go!

     My eyes shot over to the door, when the handle went down, and a click filled the silence of the room as the door opened revealing Bito, a surprised look on his face when he spotted me sitting up in my bed.

"Y/N!"-he shouting rushing over, "Why are you up?"

"I'm fine."-I replied as Bito looked over me and gently rested his cool hand against my forehead, concern etched across his face, "Really, I'm fine."-I say whilst turning my head away from him.

     Bito sighed, sitting himself on my bed, his gaze never wandering far from my frame.  At last I finally turn my attention to him, meeting his gaze.

     He seemed so relieved, yet so . . . angry but it didn't appear to be at me . . . but at himself...

"What's wrong?"-I ask, half knowing the answer.

"He got in . . . he just got in, and we didn't even know...."-he replied guilt lacing his words as he looked at the window as if remembering Erai escaping from their clutches again.

"But you found out, and you got here before . . ."-my voice trailed off, as I couldn't bring myself to say those words again and come to reality that I had came so close to that happening to me again....

     Bito nodded a little, and then a silence fell upon the room, settling down awkwardly.  Either of us had anything else really to say . . . there wasn't really anyway as the last thing said had caused both of us to get lost inside our minds.

     A gentle knock on the door brought us both out of our own little worlds and back to reality.

"Downstairs."-a voice, which I recognised as Enari, said gruffly from the other side of the door.

     I hummed back a response, forgetting all about my back as I swung my legs off the bed and tried to stand on them.

     I'd write more, but in the holidays I thought I'd get more time to write, but sadly there is even more work to do!  I'll try to update the other stories soon, but with this tight schedule it isn't gonna be easy~

Snow.