Sanemi Shinazugawa Fanfiction- Turbulence
Foreign Musician Y/N
Subjects: Angst, Fluff, Smut, Violence, Gore, Death, Blood, Vulgar language, Mature Language & Content, other sensitive subjects
8 Chapters
Chapter 6
Chapter Includes: Explicit language, mature concepts, Fluff, Violence
6.4k words
Sanemi's POV
"Fuck." I said aloud as I realize the egg was ruined. I tossed it into the basket with the dozen others I had made poorly. I couldn't serve her this trash. I needed everything to be perfect. Or close to it anyway.
I don't think she realizes it, but before she fell asleep she told me she loved me.
More surprisingly, it made me feel all fluttery and shit inside.
I'm not gonna say I feel the same. But, it felt good to hear. And I had a dream about her. And woke up happy to see her. Now here I am trying to make her the best damn breakfast she's ever had.
She's not too bad. Not as irritating as she used to be. Gorgeous.
I released the breath that built up in me. I don't have time for these feelings and shit.
Great, this egg is finally perfect. I thought to myself.
I carefully placed it on top of her dish. This would help her with her healing. She needs to eat well.
I grabbed our bowls and walked to my bedroom. We could eat in bed. Something she's newly got me doing.
I walked in through the already opened door to see she was still sleeping.
I sat our bowls on the small table I had in the room and then kneeled beside her on the bed.
"Hey, wake up Siren. I've got food for you." I told her lightly laughing at the nickname.
She stirred lightly. Letting out a small stretch with a cute little smile on her face before opening her eyes. I just knew she was going to say something steamy. I found myself looking forward to it.
When our eyes locked I smiled, ready to hear whatever stupid compliment she had.
I was so caught off guard by the look in her eye that I didn't register that she had sat up and punched me.
"What the fuck?"
She punched me again, and this time I knew her hand broke.
"What are you doing?" I asked catching her arm by the wrist before she could hit me, and hurt herself again.
She got up in a frenzy and grabbed the table, the food I worked so hard on falling to the ground, and then threw it at me.
What the fuck! I thought.
"Did I do something wrong? What happened? What's the matter?" I asked her. I was so confused. She was smiling when I woke her but when she looked at me it all changed. I don't think I did anything wrong. So I don't know why she's so upset with me.
"Y/N?"
She grabbed the chopsticks that fell on the floor and charged at me. I snatched the chopsticks out of her hands then I grabbed her arms to stop her from approaching me.
"What's going on Y/N?"
She screamed.
I dropped the chopsticks and my arms. Now trying to observe her. She was hitting me anywhere and everywhere. I realized she was still hitting with the broken hand and snapped out of it.
There was clearly something wrong. That hurts like hell and there's no way she'd just be hitting me with her broken hand. She's clearly not in her right mind. Could she be sleep walking? I thought.
"Hey. Sweets? You in there?" I asked reaching out to touch her face.
Just for a moment, she faltered. She blinked slowly once, twice, and then she snapped again.
She bit my hand. It probably wasn't a good idea to put it on her face but I didn't think that far ahead.
She bit me like she was trying to take a chunk out of it. I tried to get her to let go by trying to shake my hand out but she wouldn't let go.
I was starting to feel really stressed. I didn't want to hurt her, but getting my hand out of her grip would require me to force her jaw open.
"Y/N....please." I said, growing more exasperated the more pain I felt from her bite as she had broken the skin already.
I grabbed her wrists with my free hand. Finally preventing her from hitting me.
"I'm sorry." I told her before knocking her unconscious. It felt less extreme than forcing her mouth open. She fell right into me, her jaws slack now.
I ran my thumb across her bottom lip, wiping the blood she drew from my hand away. I began to feel something like sadness in my chest looking down at her face. I was feeling so guilty for hitting her. I picked her up and then laid her back in the bed, before I cleaned up the mess.
While in the kitchen I made more food for her. She would really need to eat.
Whatever is going on with her I hope the sleep helps.
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I sat anxiously in the sitting room while I listened to her wake up.
"Ouch." She mumbled. I could imagine her rubbing her jaw. I really should have done it a different way. I can't believe I hit her.
"Sanemi, where are you?" Her songbird voice, slightly scratchy, called out.
"Out here. I'll be right back, just go ahead and eat."
"I don't feel so well." She replied after a few seconds. "My hand looks swollen."
"Hurts actually." She added after a few beats of silence.
I released the breath I was holding. "Do you remember what happened before you went back to sleep?"
"No. What do you mean?" She asked. Her tone one of confusion.
"Okay, well eat your food and I'll be in there in a second okay? I'll refresh your memory."
"Okay." She said.
I sighed.
She'll eat and I won't get beaten. Sounds like she's back to herself as well. That was so weird. I don't know what happened earlier. Maybe she was sleepwalking.
"You done?" I called after maybe 10 minutes, looking at the doorway in case she got up.
"Yeah." She called back. "I thought you were coming back."
"I am." I braced myself before getting off of the couch. I was hesitant to face her again.
"When?"
"Now."
"Okay." She answered.
I walked quickly to the door and peaked in, stepping back just before she noticed me.
One final breath.
"Did you like your food?" I asked her fully stepping into the room.
"Yes! It was inc-". She stopped talking the moment she laid eyes on me.
It's like all the light left her eyes and she just flipped again.
I took a step back, feeling anxious and sick. She's already harboring a broken hand, something is definitely wrong.
There are no words to describe what I felt when her eyes zeroed in on my sword in the corner of the room.
My speed had never been an issue. Ever. But I felt like I was moving in slow motion trying to stop her. I made it to her just in time of her grabbing it, and was holding onto her wrist and the sheath, keeping her from pulling the sword out.
"Sorai!"
"Caw! Yes?"
"Get Gyomei here would you? I need someone to get her to the butterfly mansion for me."
"Yes. I'm on it."
I knew my crow would get the message delivered quickly but would it be quick enough that I wouldn't have to hurt her again?
She struggled against my grip, never once relaxing her hold on my sword.
"I need you to stop Doll." I told her quietly.
Her response was a grunt.
"Let go please." I said, pushing her hand holding the hilt, so the sword would go back inside the case.
A menacing snarl left her mouth, taking me aback. It didn't sound like her and was so foreign.
I snatched my sword from her, and tossed it to the side then grabbed both her wrists in one hand. I pushed her against the wall. Her hands were now raised above her head, kept in place with my grip.
She wasted no time snapping at me, trying to bite me again. I grabbed her jaw with my free hand, pressing firm enough to hold her head in place against the wall, ceasing her movements.
I looked in her eyes. She clearly was not there. I felt infuriated and relieved all at once.
"Who the fuck are you?" I murmured mostly to myself.
She was lost. There was nothing but blinding rage in those eyes that used to look at me with adoration.
I hated whatever did this to her. She didn't deserve to be lost. Detached from her own thoughts.
My grip loosened unconsciously. She took full advantage, attempting to head butt me.
I sighed.
"I'm so sorry Songbird." I said.
I could feel her body almost trembling, trying to break free with all the strength she had in her body.
"I'll fix this for you. I'll get this fixed."
Of course there was no change in her reaction. She was still trying to hurt me, no thought or desire stronger apparently.
As I waited for help to arrive I could tell she was becoming restless. I don't know if she was fighting to gain control or what but she started to make grunting noises, her eyes watery and red. She was most likely uncomfortable.
I let go of her arms and almost immediately she tried choking me.
"Sorry." I mumbled as I grabbed her wrists, and pulled her hands from my neck. There was no part of me that wanted to be rough with her.
I was so worried about hurting her, I didn't recognize I was leaving myself open in other ways until her teeth clamped down on the tendon between my neck and shoulder.
Now how the hell am I supposed to get her off without hurting her? I thought as I tensed up. She was trying to break skin, that's for sure, any minute now she'd draw blood. Again!
"Stop please." I said placing my hand on the side of her face.
Nothing. Still no sign of her.
I could feel the separation growing from where she was starting to tear between the muscle.
"Sorry." I muttered before knocking her out again.
I couldn't stop myself from gently kissing her forehead apologetically.
Her weight now slumped against me, I laid her down slowly onto the bed. It was like dejavu.
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I'm not sure how much time passed but the footsteps outside the door told me it wasn't who it should've been. My gaze was already on the door when Genya came into view.
"What the fuck are you doing here! Where's Gyomei?"
"He was busy so he sent me instead."
"Absolutely not. Sorai I need someone else!"
"I'd like to help. I- I'm here."
"No." My mind was racing thinking of who I could get. Then it hit me, the answer was obvious really. Her roommates. They could stay with her until I can get Kocho here.
But it would probably be hard to get them to leave after.
I sighed as I realized that wasn't gonna work for me.
Maybe beef brain. Or one of his wives maybe.
The gentle stirring from her caught my attention. I was running out of time. And if my theory was correct I needed to be out of here before she saw me.
Fuck!
I stood quickly, and grabbed my sword, pushing Genya out of my doorway and into the living room.
"Listen here idiot. If anything happens to her I'll kill you. All you need to do is make sure she's comfortable and safe. Don't let her leave. Keep your fucking hands to yourself. If she tries to attack you, let her. Suck it up and take it, don't you dare lay a finger on her. Don't even slightly raise your voice at her. Protect her with your fucking life if it comes to it. Got that?"
Genya nodded frantically, his eyes wide.
"Say it!"
"I've got it. I promise."
I grabbed him by the hem of his vest. "I will kill you if anything happens to her."
"Yes I understand."
I threw him to the side before leaving.
I couldn't worry. I didn't want to anyway. These feelings were making me uncomfortable and reminding me why I don't do this. It's way too much. If Shinobu can't help us I would never be able to live it down. Whatever is wrong has to be my fault. I know it.
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"Sanemi..." you mumbled. Your head was throbbing and your hand was feeling heavy but almost numb. It was the strangest sensation.
"Uh...um. Hi. Er he's not here." A voice answered coming from the doorway.
Your body tensed up at the sound of the unfamiliar voice. You didn't know what was happening and you began crying and shaking uncontrollably. You couldn't see your hands in front of you through the blur of your tears.
"I'm sorry." The voice spoke out.
"Where is he?" You managed to get out without stuttering.
"He left to get you help."
"Who are you?" You sniffled.
"I'm Genya Shinazugawa. I'm....his brother." He hesitated.
You remembered Sanemi insisted he didn't have a brother. You were in pain, you were confused, you didn't know what was happening but you knew Sanemi wouldn't leave you alone unless he really had to. Not after last night.
You wiped your tears away with your good hand. Despite the trepidation in your heart, you turned your head to look at him.
This Genya was standing near the door way. The steady afternoon light from the window basking him in a warm glow that allowed you to see him clearly.
You felt relieved seeing his face. He looked so much like Sanemi. Down to the scars on his face, you could tell he was his brother. This helped you feel at ease despite seeing the weaponry on his hips. You recognized the similarity between his outfit and the one Sanemi wore for work, although he was wearing a purple vest over his.
"Hi Genya. I'm y/n."
He nodded stiffly, but then bowed quickly. "It's nice to meet you."
You smiled, noticing both hesitance and nervousness in his actions. The fact that Sanemi denied having a sibling, is likely the reason he didn't seem comfortable. Or it could simply be because you're a stranger.
"Do you know what happened?" You asked him quietly. You were no longer shaking. Feeling a significant ease compared to when you first heard his voice.
He shook his head no. Genya had no idea what happened with you and why Sanemi wanted Gyomei to look after you.
He could see that you were in distress and clearly injured but that's all from observation. He had nothing else to go on.
"You don't?" He asked you.
"No. I just remember waking up a little while ago I think, I don't really know when. Eating, and now I just woke up again. I don't know. Maybe I have a concussion."
He hummed in response to your statement. That could very well be true. "Your hand is broken." He stated. "Do you know how that happened?"
You looked at your hand surprised. That would explain the strange sensation going on with it right now. It was obviously swollen. You don't remember it being broken when Sanemi came to get you, but you were so out of it then, it could've slipped your mind.
"No." You replied.
There was a long stretch of silence before either of you spoke. "I think I have to use the bathroom." You told him.
You could see the surprise in his eyes. "Do you n-need help?"
"Just getting up I think." You answered. Your body felt heavy. If your hand wasn't broke you would probably crawl to the bathroom.
He walked over to you and held his hand out. You placed your free hand in his, feeling pain radiate throughout. You winced but still pulled yourself up. You really did need help you thought as you took your slow supported steps. Once you reached the door you carefully let go.
"Thanks." You mumbled as you walked into the bathroom closing the door behind you. Inside you did your best but felt really sluggish. Washing your hands was difficult too but you made it through without shedding many tears.
When you opened the door Genya walked over to you and held his hand out. You took it and smiled.
"Thank you."
"Welcome." He responded.
"Can we go to the living room. I like to sit on those fancy couches your brother has." You joked. You've told Sanemi before that he was boujie for having western styled furniture instead of what's traditionally found around here. His response of course was just an eye roll.
Genya lead you to the living room but didn't say anything. Once you sat down you were inclined to tell him he could have a seat, or do whatever he wanted but you stopped yourself. Knowing Sanemi he'd probably tell him the exact opposite.
"So, Genya are you a demon slayer too?"
"Yeah."
"Is it like a family...thing?"
"No." His eyes widened.
"I'm sorry, that was a stupid question to ask." You apologized. You probably shouldn't ask anything about family or demons.
"Did your brother say how long he would be?"
"No." Genya answered.
You nodded, mostly to yourself.
After a few minutes of silence between you, Genya finally spoke.
"I know it's not my place to ask, but are you and my- I mean Sanemi, together?"
You laughed lightly. "I wish. But no. We are kind of friends though." After a couple beats of silence you added. "We'll, scratch that. We are definitely friends."
"Oh wow."
"Yeah, but I forced him to be my friend. Which you could probably guess." You snorted.
You didn't know this right away but your candidness about yourself and Sanemi made Genya feel relaxed and comfortable. He'd even share with you what caused the riff between he and Sanemi. You felt bad for both of them to be navigating this scary world without fully having one another.
You were a bit overjoyed to be getting some snippets into how Sanemi was as a child. It surprised you that Genya was sharing as he didn't strike you as a talkative or open person. You took it as him needing to talk about it. Needing to reminisce on the positive relationship they had before.
"I feel like I've talked for hours. I'm sorry for rambling."
"Oh no, don't be. I enjoyed it. I feel like I know you now and it's been a pleasure. You're here to look out for me, the least I could do is listen to you talk." You smiled.
He returned the smile and nodded lightly. "Are you um, hungry or anything?" He asked.
"Only a little. You?"
"Only a little." He mocked.
"Well, I'll make you something. I'm sure San has food in here."
"Oh no, it's no worry-"
"I'm feeding you Genya." You cut him off with a smile but pointing your finger at him to let him know you were serious.
He smiled a shy smile and nodded.
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You were placing the final tray of food on the table when you heard Sanemi return home.
"I just cooked! I hope that's fine." You semi shouted out to Sanemi. You figured it wouldn't be a problem but you wanted to mess with him anyway.
Shinobu walked into the room first.
"Hi, I wish I could say it was nice to see you again."
You nodded. You know what she meant. "I'm sorry to cause you more work."
She seemed to be waiting for something, which you assumed was Sanemi since he hadn't appeared yet. You also noted that Genya became visibly tense and had not touched his food yet.
Sanemi slowly walked into the room, his eyes down.
He seemed tense as well, but also defeated maybe? Something was off.
You stared at him until he looked up at you.
"Hi." You said. Finally smiling now that you made eye contact.
His eyes widened slightly, his mouth opening. It's like he was shocked. He looked at Shinobu and then quickly back at you.
Your head tilted to one side you asked, "cat got your tongue?"
Something akin to a dry laugh left his mouth before he rushed over to you. He dropped to his knees and grabbed your face with both hands. His eyes searched yours fervently.
"It's you." He said.
"Yes. What's wr-"
His lips captured yours in a desperate kiss. You were surprised, frozen in your spot. He was kissing you in front of people.
Sanemi.
On his own.
As much as you wanted to just kiss him back you were starting to worry.
Pulling back, but resting your hand on his face you asked, "what's going on? Did I do something?"
"I'll explain in a little while." He said laying his hand on top of yours, lightly leaning into your touch.
You nodded and kissed him quickly, stealing one of your own.
"May I?" Shinobu interjected softly.
Sanemi stood, kissing your hand before dropping it to move out of Shinobu's way. You sat still as she took Sanemi's spot in front of you. She pulled some small vial out of her pocket, and took your injured hand. She poured a couple droplets on the top of your hand, placed the vial down and then began to rub the mixture in gently. The pain in your hand was still mostly numbed but you could feel much less the more she rubbed into your skin.
Almost casually she began popping bones back into place you guess. You could only move your thumb on this hand while you cooked and assumed you sprained it. You still couldn't remember your hand being damaged.
"There appears to be only one simple break, there was mostly dislocation. You'll have to keep your hand wrapped for atleast 2 weeks."
"Okay." You answered.
"Now could you look at me."
You followed her instruction. You didn't flinch when she leaned very close to your face, unblinking and staring into your eyes.
"How do you feel about Sanemi?" She asked suddenly.
"What the hell?" Sanemi practically barked.
"Mm...I like him very much." You smiled, unphased by the question.
"Would you ever hurt him?"
"Never." You replied.
"But you did."
Your brows furrowed in confusion. "I did not."
"You did. Today. Don't you remember?"
You opened your mouth to speak and then closed it. You honestly don't remember much. Just waking up a couple times, eating, and then the time that was just spent with Genya.
"No." Was all you answered.
"You tried to kill him."
Your heart dropped to your stomach. You looked away from Shinobu to Sanemi. The look on his face, plus his silence told you what you needed to know. The only other surprised person in the room was Genya. Eyes wide and mouth agape.
"I would never....do that." Your voice fading as you finished the sentence. You didn't know what to say, and you couldn't remember even remotely.
At the end of the day, you weren't strong enough to kill Sanemi. That made you feel better. Whatever you did probably caused him no harm. Right?
"How?" You asked.
"His sword." She answered.
"Why?" You asked now. Your voice a whisper.
"Well....you're possessed."
This time, your heart jumped into your throat. You couldn't describe the terror you felt if you tried.
After a minute of you not speaking at all, Sanemi spoke up.
"Could you explain what we have to do to change that."
"Yes so one, we need to find the demon that did this to you. If we kill it you're free from its hold.
Or, we could possibly treat the infiltration site, and when that's healed his hold should be released."
You heard what she said. You just couldn't respond. Shock would be an understatement.
"Treated how?" Sanemi asked.
"Medicines of course." Shinobu replied. "How does that sound?" She spoke to you. Although her tone never changed, her eyes softened as she watched you, waiting on some type of response.
"Okay." Was all you said.
"I'll get started on some medicines. It may not be a smooth process but we want you comfortable. Further we would have to make sure you're safe and this demon can't find you again. I would want you to come to the butterfly mansion."
You haven't seen your friends in a couple of days you think, you really don't know how long it's been since you were attacked. The thought of them not knowing what was going on with you when you could be gone for who knows how long, just didn't feel right.
"Can I go home first?" You asked.
"I'm afraid not tonight. It may be a risk for you to be outside with the sun down. You're safest right here for the time being with us, or at the butterfly mansion. Maybe if things go well tomorrow I can allow you to stop at home before coming to the mansion."
Shinobu left with the promise to see you tomorrow.
Genya was still sitting at the table, food untouched.
He felt like he was encroaching but was also perplexed by the news. He didn't know if his duty was done or if he was needed.
"I-"
"You can leave." Sanemi said to Genya as if he was just reminded of his presence.
Genya was taken aback but nodded anyhow.
"That was rude lover. Genya, you're fine. You can finish your food and take your time." You told him. Some fire back in your eyes. You hated to hear Sanemi speak to Genya that way knowing how much Genya just wants to make him proud.
Sanemi's eyes softened as he looked at you.
"You can join us, I made enough for everyone." You told him, turning to face the table.
Sanemi said nothing as he sat his sword down and sat down beside you. He started to eat and kept his eyes on his food.
Genya slowly started to eat as well. More timid and tense than you've seen him in your short time together.
Your mind wanted to replay the conversation you just had, but you kept it at bay. You knew you would feel terror and overwhelmed which you didn't want. You just wanted to be okay. To live a normal life, to feel good, to have fun.
Getting possessed was not what you had in mind.
What a short and depressing life you've lived huh?
"You're not eating." Sanemi said.
You picked up a piece of fish and dropped it after a few seconds. Tears prickling your eyes. You couldn't eat. You felt sick to your stomach with worry and fear.
"San....your brother-"
"I don't have a brother."
You sighed. "Genya deserves to have his brother in his life. You deserve to-"
"Don't." Sanemi huffed.
"Please. I don't want you to be alone."
"Woman, what are you talking about?" He turned his body to face you, his fist now clenched in frustration. "Why would I be alone huh? You thinking of going somewhere?"
You were caught off guard. Your mouth dropping open, leaving you floundering like a fish.
"I-"
"You what? Thinking about giving up? Hmm? When it hasn't even been 24 fucking hours? We haven't tried to fix it yet, but you're throwing in the towel? Just made a fucking plan and it means nothing? You feeling defeated already? Suck it the fuck up. You're not going anywhere."
"Eat your food." He added before turning back and angrily chomping on his own.
A part of you felt a spark lighting within you. You could have a more positive attitude. The other part didn't understand even remotely how you could come out of this situation.
You tried eating the rice. Successfully eating 2 spoons.
"I uh-should get going." Genya spoke up.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. It was a um, pleasure, meeting you and helping you." He said stacking his dishes back together.
"Likewise. Please take care. I hope I can see you again soon." You replied standing when he did. He was slightly confused when you approached him but was absolutely flabbergasted when you hugged him.
"Thank you so much." You added grabbing his hand. "I'll walk you out."
Genya could only nod. He had to ignore the daggers Sanemi glared at him.
Genya bowed to you after putting on his shoes. "Please be well Miss y/l/n."
"You too." You smiled and waved back.
Once he disappeared through the gate you closed the door back. Turning around you saw Sanemi walking out of the kitchen.
"You got a crush on my kid brother or something?"
Instead of entertaining his foolish question you walked over to him and hugged him. He immediately wrapped his arms around you, hugging you back.
"Can we sit out back?" You asked him.
"Unfortunately, no. You shouldn't be outside tonight. Just in case."
Your embrace dropped causing Sanemi to grab your arms and pull them up around his neck.
"I have a better idea."
"What?"
"You know what." He smirked.
You of course laughed. He was so attractive, and the spontaneity and joking he's been doing lately was so good. He's a natural.
"Okay." You replied.
"That's my girl." It was pathetic the way something so small had you clenching around nothing. Eager to have him over such small praise.
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Sanemi insisted on giving you a massage afterwards. He wanted you to stay relaxed and at ease no matter what.
You were laying on your back with your foot in his lap as he rubbed soothing patterns on your calf and around your ankle.
"You have beautiful skin." He told you.
"Thank you." You replied.
"Beautiful legs, beautiful body, beautiful face."
You smiled more. Heart truly fluttering at the repetitive compliments from him.
"You're being so sweet San."
He rolled his eyes playfully, switching to your other leg.
You laughed at his fake attitude and tried to let yourself sink further into the mattress.
"What are you thinking about?" Sanemi asked.
"You."
"What about me?"
You contemplated whether you should actually tell him or not. You watched him, as you mulled over your thoughts. His face was neutral. He stared back waiting on you to tell him.
"You deserve so many good things." You paused, gauging his reaction.
He remained neutral, and didn't say anything.
"I think, you're amazing, and you're a great person, and always have been. Learning about your past I realize that you care so deeply about the people you love. You just want everybody to be safe. It's made me so much more attracted to you. I admire you. And I'm happy I got to meet you, and know you. Thank you for letting me."
Sanemi was listening while fighting every urge to withdraw from your praise with a smart remark. It made him feel good about himself. Like he was worthy of such praise. It felt foreign. Shocking. At the end however is when he felt displeased with your statement.
"Why does it sound like you're saying goodbye?" Sanemi asked you.
You've been around Sanemi long enough to know that he was upset. You could see that he was holding it back, and you appreciated that. You didn't want him mad at you. You didn't want to upset him. You meant every word you said, and you could understand why he was peeved.
"I'm not lover." You smiled. Ignoring the lump in your throat.
His eyes narrowed as he watched you. They were fiery and didn't lose any intensity as he sat your leg down on the bed and leaned forward. He slid his hand beneath your back and easily lifted you up so you were face to face.
"You don't get to lie to me."
You were tempted to tell him you weren't. While this wasn't your goodbye, it was implied. It was the start of your goodbye. You didn't think you would comeback from this. It was so bizarre. You didn't want to be defeated but having no memory at all of what happened made you feel like you had already lost a piece of yourself.
You nodded your head.
"You are going to get through this, and get back to normal. I'm going to help make sure you get back. I'm fighting for you. You need to fight too. Got that?" He asked you,
"Yeah." You replied.
"I'll get you back." He said aloud but it felt like he was speaking to himself.
Although you weren't feeling positive about the outcome, you knew Sanemi would try. He didn't seem the type to half ass anything, so if he said it, you knew he would do everything in his power to make it happen. He's never told you anything he didn't mean.
You settled on a half truth.
"I believe you."
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You woke up expecting to see Sanemi but was instead greeted by a horribly destroyed room. Your head was ringing and you were certain something bad happened.
"San." You called out standing slowly from the mattress.
"Hey. Um, he's not here right now." Genya responded to you, his voice floating from the living room.
"Did I? You know?" You asked walking carefully to the doorway.
"Yeah. I'm here to walk you to the Butterfly Mansion."
You nodded your head solemnly. "Okay." You took your time to change, not wanting to make the pounding in your head any worse. Genya said nothing as he waited for you.
You eventually met him in the doorway, ready for your trip.
The walk began quietly as your mind raced wondering when you'd get back to normal. Genya remained silent, not wanting to be a nuisance. He had a little trouble with it, being that he felt anxiety for you. He felt like you were going to be a friend to him; you had defended him. He wanted to be of help to you too.
He could tell you were in your head, but he didn't know how to help you. He didn't know how to distract you. He didn't know what he should say.
Once you made it to the butterfly mansion Genya stayed with you until you got settled. You were placed in a room separate from others healing. You were instructed to wait for Shinobu to arrive.
"Is there anything I can get you, or do for you?" Genya asked after you sat down on the bed.
You shook your head.
"Would it be okay if I visited you during this process?"
"Of course!" Genya noted this was the first time you smiled since you woke up.
He nodded and slightly bowed to you. "I'll give you some space. But I'll see you again soon."
"Thanks Genya."
You watched silently as he left the room. He was a sweet kid. Despite his rough disposition he had good intentions. You laughed to yourself at the similarity to his brother.
A knock on the door stopped your thoughts.
"Come in." You said.
"Hi. How are you feeling?" Shinobu jumped right in as she walked into the room.
"Sad." You answer truthfully.
"I'm sorry. I can understand that." She replied. "I was able to curate a medicine that I believe will help to minimize the effects left on you by the demon. Now we just have to find the site."
You nodded. Releasing a breath you hadn't realized you were holding.
"I will have too look over your whole body. Will that be okay?"
"Yes." You answered.
"I believe the mark will be somewhere you wouldn't normally look or pay close attention to. Possibly the back of your foot, or maybe behind a knee. They wouldn't want it to be visible."
"Okay." You mumbled.
"You can lay in bed or you can stand. What's your preference?"
"I'll lay down." You replied getting fully on the bed and laying on your back.
Shinobu was gentle and quick. "Ok could you turn over please?" She asked. Once you laid on your stomach, she lightly grazed your neck. You squirmed a bit feeling a slight discomfort.
She caught this, and leaned closer. After a long minute she spoke. "Found it." She lightly pressed on your neck making you tense up.
"I'm going to apply some medicine here." She added.
It felt weird. Touching the area sent waves of uneasiness through your body, but when she applied the medicine it was painful. Down to your nerves. Every nerve ending felt like it was on fire.
When she finished she asked if you were okay. You told her no.
"It feels like I'm burning."
"That means it's working. I'm sorry. Is there anything I can get you in the mean time?"
"Sanemi?"
"Oh yes, he's eager to see you, but I think we've figured out the problem. You see, when you look at him, you snap. Or I should say, the possession takes over. He can greet you outside the door, but I'm afraid you can't see face to face until tomorrow. We need to keep the trigger at minimum.
"Okay." You replied.
She bowed politely before leaving the room.
Just a couple of minutes later you heard a knock at the door.
"It's me." Sanemi's voice called out.
"Hi." You responded sitting up.
"How are you feeling."
"Really weird honestly. I think I'm gonna lose it San. I feel like I'm going crazy."
"I understand. What can I do?
"I don't know." You sighed.
There was a brief pause of silence. "I'm sorry." He told you.
You got up and walked to the door, leaning your head against it.
"Me too." You replied. "I miss you." You added after a few seconds.
"I miss you too. So fucking much." There was an audible bang against the door. You imagined it was his fist.
"I want to see you."
"You will. Real soon. Okay?"
You nodded. You knew he couldn't see you but it was all you could manage.
"I'll be here everyday. Until you can come back to me."
"You promise?"
It was selfish to want him to promise to spend his free time here with a door between you, but any decency you had was nonexistent right now.
You heard him laugh. "I promise."
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