I found you in April

Tragedy

With newfound confidence, Kaori and I eagerly awaited our time to perform. We've been waiting for this day for months. We've both been in the hospital, fighting for our lives. It has simultaneously been the worst, most painful period of my life and the best, most joyful period. After everything we have been through, she is still by my side. I will never stop being grateful for her.

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"Number 4, Sayori. Please await your turn in the wings. Your performance is coming up."

Her aura was seeped in arrogance. She walked past just waiting for more. She was going to try and fire another shot. Not on my watch.

"Kous-"

Kaori's POV

I was anxious again. Not as bad as before but it was still enough to keep me on high alert. I heard her being called. Kousei had managed to keep her at bay earlier but I still felt she would try something. I just didn't know what.

I had started to shake again. 

But he always knew exactly what to do. Exactly what I needed.

He grabbed my hands in his.

"Don't squeeze your hands so hard. You'll make your fingers lock up." He spoke softly, sweetly.

I felt a tingling sensation followed by a warmth enveloping my lips. We were kissing.

I'll never forget what happened next though.

Kousei had shielded me from that awful wretch by placing himself in front of me again.

Whenever we kissed, the world around us dissipated. Nothing mattered. Time would freeze and it was almost as if we were the only two people on Earth. 

I noticed that Kousei had separated for air a lot earlier than usual. That might seem like a superficial thing to worry about in a normal scenario. But this was not a normal, average scenario. Kousei has Lung Cancer. This obviously worries me and my hunch had been correct.

Kousei was struggling to breathe. He fell to his knees.

Why?

"My...cannula..." He wheezed.

I recovered it as quickly as I could! What had happened?

Then I saw it.

Her.

Her!

HER!

She had pulled out his damn cannula! She could have killed him! 

I was so angry. This became bitterness. And that melted into sorrow. I started to cry. I tried to hold it in but the dam that was holding back the tears, my will and resolve, had burst. Why?

He could have left me.

I could've been alone again.

Did she relish this?

I don't have time to focus on her now. I have to tend to the man I love. Someone who is actually worth my time.

My tears were uncontrollable. My crying was not even audible. Silent tears. They hurt the most.

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Sayori's POV

She is hysterical. This is hilarious to watch. The look that crossed his face when he realised he was no longer being supplied with air and hers when she saw him nearly collapse before her. If she was even slightly mentally prepared before, I just broke her. Their performance was going to be a trainwreck. I was the certain winner without her in my way.