However long you stay
Is all that I am
The first time Fai thought his end had finally come, his relief was ended by a stick in the stomach and a huge bruise when he hit the ground.
The second time, he had a brief doubt in his mind if he really wanted to die or not, whether he didn't want to stay with Syaoran and Sakura and Mokona and Kurogane just one more day, but the thoughts came too late, because he was already bleeding to death and nothing could help him anymore.
On that day, Fai was spared once more, by the same person. And he didn't know why, because Kurogane hated hated hated him and they both knew it, and it would be better if the real Syaoran couldn't use his eye anymore and Kurogane wouldn't have had to have somebody live off of him for the rest of their lives, but he did it anyways, and Fai didn't know why.
The third time, he didn't have any doubts. He wouldn't so desperately for them to all get out alive and he couldn't care about him self right now. Syaoran mattered. Sakura mattered. Kurogane mattered. Fai didn't. But, one more time, he was spared and this time it wasn't just Kurogane's blood that was gone, it was his arm, and now Fai was even more confused then he had been the last two times. The first one made since, it was a reflex. The second time he could even reason out, if Kurogane had thought he owed Fai something. But the third time… nobody would have blamed him. Nobody would have said anything. And so Fai didn't know.
And now he only wished that he could do something to make the one that he owed three of his lives too not hate him as much as he could. But he couldn't see that happening, and so business went on as usual.
But, as much as Kurogane hated to admit it, he had his reasons for everything.