(Takes place after the Nui conflict, when she tells Ryuko the truth of who killed her father, and right before Ryuko snaps)
"Wait... It was you..." Ryuko stammered through rising blind rage. "Sure was!" Nui squeeked. "I was the one that killed your father!" Ryuko was at a loss for words for a moment as her rage began to consume her, Senketsu began to feel antsy as the taste of her blood turned sour and spicy. No... No... She was not going to let this stand. Her father's murderer was standing right in front of her smirking as if her father's death was no more significant than squishing a bug beneath your boot. She must pay, no, pay with interest, with her life, in return for the life she stole from Ryuko's father, the father she barely even got to know.
"BITCH!" Ryuko screeched at the top of her lungs as she exploded, blindly and tactlessly attacking Nui with her half of the scissor blade. Nui easily blocked each easily predictable attack with ease, continuing to smirk and an almost taunting sort of way. It was as if the strength of rage and pain coursing through Ryuko at that moment had manifested into physical energy as the platform they were standing on from the King of the Kill and voting ceremonies, began to crack and crumble beneath the weight of the two petite teens. "Tell Me!" Ryuko growled, "Why did you kill my dad!" Ryuko's only response from Nui was a giggle and a smirk.
As the fight drug on, Nui did little more than mess with her, play with Ryuko like a temporary toy. Ryuko had had it, she was done with this bullshit. To Senketsu's dismay, Ryuko's sourly spicy blood began to boil. Senketsu attempted to talk Ryuko into calming down but it was no use, the more enraged she became, the more upset, the hotter her blood got, and the harder it became for Senketsu to control himself. Not even moments later, Senketsu snapped right along with Ryuko.
As Ryuko and Senketsu rampaged the school grounds, to Nui's delightment, even Satsuki was forced to become involved before things got even more out of hand. Ryuko didn't know what she was doing outside, all she could see was that she was laying nude in a dark room, a very small dark room. Tears of rage and pain trickled from her eyes. She didn't understand... Why. Even if it was taboo, why kill her father, it wasn't like he was hurting anyone... and to make things worse on the very day she had come to see him, he wanted to see her... for the first time in nearly her entire life at that point, and as soon as he was within her grasp, he was gone. She missed him... Missed what she wished she had with her father. "Dad..." She mumbled as she laid their crumbled, ramming her fist onto the floor she laid on inside her subconscious. Every last bit of her rage being fed by this pit of sadness and despair of which she was currently trapped. "I'm sorry Dad...I'm sorry I didn't get there sooner... I'm sorry I couldn't save you..." Ryuko whimpering into subconscious nothingness. Shortly after she could hear a familiar high, and adorably squeaky voice she had recognized and didn't have the courage to admit that she loved, echo into her little dark room.
"Ryuko Chan! Ryuko Chan! Ryuko Chan! Ryuko Chan! Ryuko Chan! Ryuko Chan! Ryuko Chan! Ryuko Chan! Ryuko Chan!" She heard, and Ryuko looked up, and saw a small pane of light, and when she sat up she could see her rampage, and she heard Mako's pleads, that this wasn't like her, that she wanted the old Ryuko back, that she didn't want her to die from blood loss. "Stop!" Mako begged, "This isn't like you at all!" Nui stepped forward, annoyed by the interruption, and prepared to 'take care' of the distraction, and Satsuki stopped her, knowing most likely what Ryuko would do, seeing as that loud mouthed brunette bowl cut haired girl always seemed to bring Ryuko back or make her happy. Satsuki decided it was best to let the girl try and bring the girl back out of the monster that was now Ryuko Matoi. "Hold your tongue and watch" Satsuki growled at Nui, deciding to teach the idiot girl even some sort of restraint, she had torn Satsuki's precious school to hell and back already enough as it was
"Did you forget what you said to me?!" Mako balled, "You said it wasn't about avenging your dad, but getting to know him better!" Mako shot at her as she sobbed. Ryuko watched as an arm reached out in attempt to rip Mako off of her, but Mako latched herself right back on. "But you're just a monster right now!" Mako continued. "You're kicking, screaming, and destroying our school! You're acting just like I did! Like I did when I let the Fight Club thing go to my head!" And again, inside her subconscious her body reacted to the hate she was feeling, and tried to rip Mako off of her yet again. Mako still latched back on not even a second later. "Back then you brought me back to my senses! So now it's my turn to do the same!" Mako finished, and made her point by giving the monstrous Ryuko a good hard hit right to the jaw, until Ryuko came back to her senses. Ryuko just couldn't bring herself to hurt Mako, she mattered that much to her. And not long after that her monstrous form snapped itself back into Ryuko's normal fighting attire.
"Mako...-" Ryuko attempted and still wanting to bring Ryuko back not noticing she was back to herself, Mako gave her another good round of punches. "I'm... Back... to... normal... you... can... stop... now..." Ryuko managed, and Mako kept hitting blindly, but largely not as hard as she sobbed. "It's all ok now..." Ryuko said, in a groggy voice as she placed her hands onto Makos elbows and smiled warmly and comfortingly at her. "Calm down" Mako kept balling and before they knew it they were knocked to the ground together as Mako wrapped her arms around Ryuko's neck, and continued to sob.
Mako sat up and looked beneath her as Ryuko returned her gaze with a smile that if it had not been for what had previously just happened, would make anyone swoon 'kawaii!' "Thank you" Ryuko told her honestly, along with senketsu, and then apologizing for dragging him along on her rampage. "You nearly died of blood loss you know?" Mako choked up through her tears, giving a bitter sweet smile, overjoyed Ryuko was alive, and back but worried sick about her from all the blood she had lost. Mako pulled Ryuko into a hug by her neck as she nuzzled her furiously, so happy to have her Ryuko chan back. "You stupid idiot dumb!" Mako cried, now crying nothing but happy tears and tackling her over more.
Ryuko had lost a lot of blood and her head began to spin as she got lightheaded and very sleepy. By the time Mako had knocked her the rest of the way over, Ryuko had passed out from blood loss and exhaustion. Mako quickly noticed his, as Ryuko's arm untensed and slid off her arm and Ryuko's body went limp in her arms. "Ryuko chan? Ryuko chan?!" She called to no answer and as Satsuki approached the pair after telling Nui by all means to get the hell off her property, she attended to the two girls. "She's just unconscious, Mankanshoku, Its thanks to you." Mako was shocked, not only did the leader of the school and even the town just speak to her, but knew her name. She was also rather relieved Ryuko was passed out. Mako looked over at her friend, and noticed her chest rising and falling fluidly, confirming that she was breathing hard, but breathing well. Senketsu turned himself back into a normal looking uniform as he stopped drinking Ryuko's thinning blood from all the loss.
As Satsuki walked off without another word, the rest of the Mankanshoku's made their appearance and Mako waved them over, now having moved so the snoozing warrior could use Mako's lap as her pillow. The family loaded Ryuko into the truck bed, Mako laying back there with her, Guts the dog, and Mako's little brother Mataro. Once the family returned to their back alley clinic home, and made sure Ryuko was alright, Mako herself decided she would carry Ryuko to her mat in the bedroom, instead of having her wake up in the clinic, and because for Mako, it wouldn't be the same without her there. As soon as she finished eating, Mako went to bed. Once she showered, she pulled her sleeping mat over beside Ryuko's and snuggled in. Ryuko had sense rolled over onto her right side, and was snoozing heartily, like she did after every good fight.
Mako could head Ryuko breath as she slept, though she wasn't snoring, and she wasn't sleep gasp, but she could hear little gusts of air go into her through her nose, and drift out through her partially opened lips. Once Mako's dad came into bed and began snoring you wouldn't be able to hear Ryuko, Mako yawned and scooched over toward Ryuko, and ending up snuggling up against her chest with Ryuko's arm laying across her side. The slumbering girl felt this movement, and since she liked the additionally warmth, Ryuko stretched a bit in her sleep and wrapped her arms completely around her, letting her right hand rest behind Mako's head as she laid there. The sudden movement made Mako blush, but soon fell asleep to the sound of Ryuko's breathing and her heartbeat.
A few hours later Mako was interrupted from a wonderful dream as the mass of warmth she had been cuddling to disappeared. She rolled over repeatedly in attempt to find a replacement for the warmth, and when she couldn't she sat up and looked around. She noticed the door slid open and Senketsu hung on his hook. She looked beside her and Ryuko was gone, Ryuko had slept walked a few times, when she needed water, but when she did the light hadn't been turned on like it was. This was bad. Mako made her way over and woke up her mother, since Ryuko either had to be in her intimates or her pajamas, so that whichever case, her father wouldn't have an excuse to be a perv. "Mom! Mom wake up! Ryuko Chans gone!" She exclaimed in a whisper as she shook her mom awake. Mrs. Makanshoku sat up groggily, "She might be sleep walking again..." Mrs. Mankanshoku said rubbing at her eyes. "The lights on. She's awake." Mako said pointing to the door. After she saw this the ladies jumped up out of bed and looked around the house for her. She wasn't in the house. Mako could only think of one other place she could be. Her suspicions were confirmed when she noticed Ryuko's bike gone.
Before Mako took off after her Mrs. Mankanshoku handed her a syringe with some liquid in it. "She's not completely healed up yet, she shouldn't be up or walking around. This will make her feel sleepy and she'll go back to sleep." She assured, and Mako gave a determined nod. Mako took off, running unnaturally fast, she checked a few places were Ryuko would sometimes sneak off to, and when she had no luck she made her way to the Matoi family ruins. Sure enough Ryuko was sitting in front of what looks like a metal desk melted into the ruins floor. She held an old picture in her hand. Mako had seen it before, it was of Ryuko as a toddler and her father, but his face was burnt away in the frame. Ryuko was in her pajamas and she stared at the picture.
Mako sighed and walked over to her, sitting beside her. "I couldn't do it, his killer was right in front of me and instead of listening to Senketsu I let my own anger control me. I hurt Senketsu... and I failed on my promise..." Ryuko said, knowing she could confide in Mako. Ryuko was still a mess of pain, regret, and anger, all mixed together in her head. In her weakened state Ryuko wasn't being herself, and lowered her head so her bangs covered her eyes as they welled. "I'm sorry dad..." She choked up, the framed picture starting to shake in Ryuko's palm. She barely had known him, but yet, she missed her dad so much. She missed not having him there as she grew up, her inner child screaming for "daddy come back"
Mako noticed her shivers and reached a hand onto Ryuko's the one of which that gripped the picture frame, and tilted it her way, and got a good look at the picture protected inside. It was singed and the glass of the frame dingy, dirty and charred itself, a black stain from the flames covered her dads face. All that could be seen was a little girl about 4-5 years old, being held by a man in a lab coat. "May I?" Mako asked. This was the only thing other than Senketsu she had left of her dad, and if she did something to it Ryuko didn't want her to, her luck just might run out with the girl. Even without Senketsu on Mako knew Ryuko could beat her beyond recognition if she wanted to.
To Mako's surprise, Ryuko nodded, and let it go. Mako undid the four latches holding the back of the frame to the glass and photograph, and pulled out the picture itself, and she could see their faces clearly now. She held the picture beneath Ryuko's bowed head. The little girl in the picture had black hair and a little red streak, just like the girl before her. "You look like him you know." She said taking ahold of the picture now. He has your eyes and your smile." Mako said with a small giggle. "Smile? He isn't smiling Mako." Ryuko said looking up, and forgetting herself, tears still flowing gently. Mako just continued smiling and whipped the tears away with her thumb before pointing at the photo. "See the little dip in his beard there?" Mako pointed out. "Yeah..." "He's smiling. It's a half smile, but a smile. You know what else I can tell?" Mako asked. "What?" "He's a good person, made a few mistakes, but good. And that he loves you very much." "I love him too... I wish I had gotten their sooner... It was my fault he died... if I had come... 5 minutes earilier... I could have stopped Nui and he wouldn't be dead..." Ryuko said through a trembling voice, and gritted teeth.
"Don't say that, you didn't know. Plus I bet he wouldn't have wanted you to get hurt either would he?" Mako attempted to console. "Still... if I had gotten there he wouldnt of be-..." Ryuko stopped mid-sentence as Mako pulled her into a hold. Ryuko was shocked by the sudden action at first and her body tensed, but soon relaxed and went limp, and Mako felt her shirt dampen a bit and the sound of whimpers escape from against her skin of her shoulder and chest. They were faint whimpers, but there nonetheless. Ryuko giving into her sadness for the time being. Knowing Mako wouldn't hold it against her or shout it to the world unless specifically asked. Mako simply kept her in the hold for a bit before reaching into her pocket for the sleeping medicine. As Ryuko trembled in the hold ever so gently and seamlessly, Mako suck the needle into Ryuko's hip. Ryuko barely felt it, and just fidgeted a bit. Mako pushed down the plunger of the syringe, and when all the fluid was into Ryuko's body. She pulled it out, and tossed the syringe with her free hand.
About a minute later Ryuko's muscles spazzed and her body began to repeatedly limpen, and snap back up. She was fighting off sleep. Ryuko's eyes would slowly close on her, and just as she would nod off, she'd realize she was falling asleep, and instantaneously snap herself back to half consciousness. After about five minutes and a back rub from Mako, who personally would pass out instantly at a back rub, the sedative and Ryuko's exhaustion took affect and her body went limp in Mako's arms, as she heard the sound of Ryuko's breathing even out. Mako smiled and moved so that Ryuko was laying on the ground with her head on Mako's lap. Mako slipped the picture from her hand and back into the frame, and looking at it again. "Mr. Matoi. You raised a great and beautiful daughter. Even if you technically didn't raise her all the way yourself. I'll look after her for you now. You can count on me." She assured the picture, before slipping the frame into Ryukos arms before managing to lift her snoozing self-up bridal style and carry her to where the motorcycle had been parked. She made sure to be careful, but managed to maneuver the warrior's dead weight and her own position so that Ryuko had an arm around Makos waist as she other held the picture. Ryuko's head was rested against Mako's neck and shoulder blades as she leaned against her.
Mako blushed and held onto Ryuko's hand around her waist as she revved the engine and made the bike speed forward, Ryuko not so much as even flinching as she slept against her. It was about a five minute drive, at least as fast as Mako was going it was. When Mako got home, her mother was about half asleep leaning against the door and her father was scratching at his fat stomach as he stood beside her in the doorway. "Mom! Dad!" Mako called in a hushed voice. Her parents shook themselves back awake and looked toward their daughter on Ryuko's bike. They made their way over and Mrs. Mankanshoku smiled at their returned patient. Mr. Mankanshoku couldn't help himself and took a picture of the sleeping warrior as she lay against his daughters back. Which he would use for blackmail later. If he didn't Mataro would.
Once the picture was snapped Mako rolled her eyes. "Daaa-aaaad!" She chided. "Alright alright." He said, scooping up Ryuko from the back of the bike, and giving the picture she gripped a funny look. "What's-..." "Don't mess with that! That's her most precious possession other than her scissor sword and Senketsu!" Mako scolded as Mr. Mankanshoku shifted the girl in his grasp, so Ryuko's head rolled to the right and rested against him. "What happened" her father asked. "She went to the ruins of her and her dads old home." Mako provided as she parked the bike wrong and it fell over. She was too tired to care about that now though. "Come on dad, put her back in bed. She's going to freak out if she wakes up otherwise" Mako chided again shoving him toward the door. "Fine Fine!"
Mr. Mankanshoku did as Mako suggested, laying Ryuko back on her bed roll before he and Mrs. Mankanshoku returned to theirs. Mako curled up next to Ryuko again and slipped the frame from her hand and setting it up beside Ryuko. Mako went back to snuggling the Warrior to herself and nodded off.
About three days later, and well after the sedative wore off, Ryuko finally woke up. Her body keeping her in her unconscious state as she healed herself. Ryuko's eyes drifted open and the first thing she noticed was a dark room and material and something very soft that she was using as a pillow. The more she woke herself up, the more she noticed that her head was buried in Mako's chest, her arms were tucked against Mako's stomach and Mako had her snuggled close. Ryuko felt herself blush at this and through Mako's iron grip, she couldn't pull herself away, not that she necessarily wanted to either.
What happened? Ryuko though as she laid there face deep in boobies. Slowly it all came back to her, her rampage, and Mako talking her down. And soon after she remembered going to her family ruins and Mako finding her, comforting her, and she remembered crying, into Mako's shoulder. "Must have passed out after balling like I did..." she thought, even more embarrassed that someone saw her cry, even if that person was Mako. The pain guilt and sadness washed back over her, she managed to fight her way out of Mako's iron clad hold somehow. Mako scrambled over to a corner in the far corner of the room, and noticed it was only Mako in the room. She thought back, to what she felt, and what she felt Senketsu felt. And her depression hit her all over again. She refused to eat, or leave the room for a number of days after that. Basically Ignoring Senketsu, and doing nothing but sleep. Or sit and wallow and self-pity. As the days ticked by, Ryuko got more immersed into herself made mental shell.