MGNND- Yes, I'm being a very naughty girl, not finishing requests quickly and whatnot c:

But, I've really not been into pushing myself into writing really heavy stuff for a while, plus my week long holiday (30th Nov. to 4th Dec.) put me off. So... I'm just gonna post a few random light oneshots until I can get back into writing properly. So, expect them to be, like... mega-short.

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Broken – Higurashi no Naku Koro Ni – Satoshi x Shion

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She doesn't know what to say, how to act, how to feel. Ever since she was told that he would never wake up, she has been numb, filled with nothing.

Lying on her bed, looking directly through her window to the sky above her, Shion Sonozaki reflected on herself, the past few years... everything.

Her once carefree, sparkling emerald green eyes had become blank, a dark sludgy green, emotion nil. Her once giggly, girlish face had faded to stoic, cold, monochrome expression. It seemed almost incomprehensible that, just less than 24 months ago, she had been flitting around school with her twin sister and her friends, playful and flirty as ever, even maintaining an optimistic outlook when she found him- the one she had prayed for so much- in a coma in hospital, telling herself that he would wake up, and she would see his beautiful violet eyes open once again, his hand would once again raise to pat her head, she would see him laugh with his little sister again.

Yet, now she had no optimism. He had been in a coma for far too long without any sign of improvement. In only a few hours, his life support machine would be turned off. A quiet, black, depressed moan escaped her lips and, in the first flurry of emotion she had shown in weeks, her vacant eyes closed, letting the burning hot salt water slide down her cheeks, the sobs choking her as every emotion she had hidden away hit her at once.

Anger- Why couldn't they save him? The technologies involved in medicine had improved tenfold since he was first admitted. Why couldn't they find a way to help?

Helplessness- She couldn't do anything to prevent this.

Intense sadness- The emotion pressed down on her chest so hard that it felt like she would break into thousands of shards any second. She would lose him soon. There would be no more seeing him; he would be gone forever, with no prospect of return.

Self-loathing- She hated herself that she didn't dispute over his life-support turning off. She hated herself for not being there as that plug was taken out, as his breath faded to soft, then diminish to nothing, to not hold his hand as his pulse stopped, as his skin froze to kiss him as he faded into eternal slumber.

Most of all... she wanted to take her broken body... and burn the fragments.