After (Magics Oneshots) *requests open!!*

I Couldn't Do Enough

Shintaro paced nervously in circles around the chair he'd previously been sitting in, one arm looped around his torso and the other lifted so he could hold his fist in front of his mouth in anxiousness. His white hair was loose behind him, swaying as he walked around the chair for a fifth time. He wasn't in the mood to try to fling it out of his face - at the moment, he didn't care for anything. 

He just wanted Linda to walk out of the hallway to his right with both eyes open and merely a scar along her left eye. 

But he wasn't sure if that would happen, as much as he wanted himself to believe it. Earlier that day, Shintaro had ordered Linda to sit down so he could finally do what he could to help her eye. Thankfully, she'd obliged and Shintaro had gone right to work. 

However, the damage was much deeper than Shintaro had thought, and his magic would only allow him to do so much. He'd used his magic to heal it until Linda had seen how exhausted he was becoming and snatched his hand away. 

"That's enough," she'd said in a commanding tone, narrowing her open eye at him. The other had still been closed, but the flesh wound had been reduced to a simple scratch, but that hadn't been relieving to Shintaro. 

Shintaro had ordered her to try to open her eye, but she'd shaken her head hesitantly, saying she hadn't been able to this whole time. Unfortunately, Shintaro had gotten a little ticked (only because he was worried for her) and demanded she tried again. 

When she did, he'd seen how much trouble it had caused her. She'd scrunched up her face in the effort, either showing annoyance or pain - Shintaro couldn't tell which one. After a few long tries, she'd sighed and shaken her head again.

And Shintaro had insisted that doctors check it over, because he hadn't been in a doctor in five years, and things were a bit foggy for him. Plus, he didn't have the proper equipment to check it over, and he wasn't sure he wanted to anyway - if her eye was severely damaged, he wasn't sure he'd be able to get through the check-over before freaking out because of how worried he was. 

So here he was, pacing in the waiting room of a hospital in the town nearest to the old building he'd promised the previous Darks, impatiently longing for Linda to step out into the room with a restored eye. He knew that could never happen without magic, and even his magic didn't work all the way; but he really wanted the pain in her eye to leave. 

The entrance doors to the lobby suddenly swung open, and Shintaro turned toward them with a start, even though he knew that it wasn't Linda. He was abruptly very aware of how awful he must have looked - shaky and anxious, probably annoyed and ready to snap at anyone who spoke to him. 

Falte, Rachel, and Gabriel walked in, glancing around them only briefly before spotting Shintaro and giving him reassuring smiles - ones that he didn't find in the least bit encouraging. Huffing through his nose, Shintaro turned away from them and began pacing in a line this time. 

Falte was the first to reach him. "Shintaro, calm down," he said immediately, without so much as a "hello" or "have the doctors said anything" or "she's going to be okay". If anyone knew when Shintaro was stressed or anxious, it was Falte. 

And thankfully he knew how to deal with it most of the time. 

But Shintaro wasn't really in the mood to hear Falte's "father" voice. He groaned in exasperated anxiousness, slamming to a halt in front of the chair and running one hand through his long hair. "I can't calm down," he snapped harshly at his friend, but Falte didn't flinch. "Linda is in the hospital right now because I couldn't do enough." 

Rachel's face twisted in pity for Shintaro's guilt, but he could tell she was probably just as worried if not more for her sister as he was. "She'll be okay, Shintaro," Rachel said kindly, clasping her hands in front of her. "My sister is tough. She always has been."