"There's nothing more I can do."
"N-No. Hatori, please! You have to save her, you have to!" Kyo begged.
"I'm sorry."
Yuki moved for the first time in hours, shock overwhelming him and causing him to collapse against the wall. He tried to stifle his sobs, and suddenly his chest let out a painful wheeze. It alarmed Hatori, who was by his side in a moment with the young man's inhaler.
After taking the medication, Yuki slumped down further. Kyo left, slamming the door closed behind him. Hatori and Yuki remained in silence for what felt like hours, before Yuki stood abruptly. "I'm going to see her." Hatori knew there was no use in arguing with him.
Tentatively, he slid the screen open just enough to peer in. She was lying there, white as a sheet and almost too still, and if it weren't for the subtle rise and fall of her chest, he'd have thought she was already gone.
He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. "Oh, Tohru." The sound caused the girl to stir, and Yuki found that the bright blue of her eyes had dulled ever so slightly.
"Yuki? What… What happened?"
"You never made it to the top of the staircase."
"... Oh." He cupped her cheek and smiled slightly, because he knew it was what she'd do if it was him. She'd fight her tears and tell him whatever he needed to hear.
"It's gonna be okay. I promise, it's gonna be okay."
She let out a half-hearted chuckle. "You can't promise me that."
"I'm so sorry."
"What did Hatori say?"
Yuki took a deep breath, his lungs wheezing slightly as he did so. "He's done all he can." She nodded slowly at the remark, taking it all in.
"So it's official now, then."
"Miss Honda, there's still a chance you'll-"
"It's okay, Yuki. I'm strong enough to face this. I'm… I'm not afraid."
He took a deep breath. "It'd be okay if you were, you know."
She paused a moment, biting her lip. She opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off but a painful bout of coughs. Yuki helped her sit up a bit, and when she pulled her hands away she found they were covered in blood. She looked up at Yuki, who was quite overwhelmed with the situation and had begun to tremble. "H-Hatori!"
The older man rushed into the room. "What happened?"
"... Blood."
Hatori grabbed a cloth and ran it under the sink. He wiped Tohru's lips and hands as he spoke to her. "Where does it hurt?"
"My chest… I can't breathe." He sighed.
"Okay, okay. I'm going to help, just try to relax." He brought over an oxygen tank and fit the mask on her face, monitoring her as her chest heaved with the air being forced into it. He injected a sleeping medication into her IV bag and within a few minutes she was out.
"How can she live like this?" Yuki asked brokenly.
"She won't."
The remark made the young man's legs feel weak, and Hatori led him to a chair.
"I'm sorry, Yuki, but you have to understand. She's not going to make it, and you need to be prepared."
"How much longer does she have?"
"A couple of days, a week at most." Yuki had to catch his breath, sitting forward in his chair. The words made him sick, he wanted to scream. The tears came, they poured down his cheeks as it finally hit him. Tohru Honda was dying.
Yep, I'm aware this is basically trash, but I needed something to help curb the writer's block xP There'll be more, so stay tuned in if you don't completely hate it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯