Hello. This is my first ever fanfic! And the first time ever I am writing my own story! I had this idea in my mind for quite a while and I wanted so badly to write it. Any form of criticism and comments are welcome. RxR!
Oh and I am my own editor so any writing advice would also be appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Hunt or any of the characters. Otherwise Mai and Naru would be together by now J
In this story, Mai and Naru get married and they settle down in Japan.
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Needless to say Naru had seen suffering. The stories he uncovered in the cases he took always uncovered someone's painful past. Having gone through Gene's death, he thought he had seen it all.
Until a week ago.
Naru carefully and quietly entered the bedroom of the house he shared with Mai. He had a tray expertly balanced on one arm while he had opened the door with the other. The bedroom was dark with the only source of light being the sun which filtered in through the closed curtains.
Naru looked at the bundle of blankets on one side of the bed where Mai was still asleep and sighed. He himself didn't look any better. His shirt was untucked, his hair messy and dark circles indicated a rough few nights. He had stayed up in bed worrying about Mai. Not many words had been exchanged between the two after she was discharged from the hospital a week ago. She had mostly stayed in bed and hadn't even opened up to Ayako when she had come to visit. All of this was starting to wear him down and it was showing. He had refused to leave her on her own till she had shown some improvement. Lin had taken on a case without him. All the other irregular members of SPR agreed to help Lin so Naru can focus on Mai.
Naru set the tray down on the bedside table and gently shook his wife awake. She gave a small moan and after a few attempts from Naru, turned to look at him through sleepy eyes.
"Mai, it's time to get up. I brought breakfast."
She turned the other way mumbling something about having no appetite and she might have some later.
Naru gave an irritated sigh. He moved towards the bathroom. "I'll fix you a bath so can get cleaned up after. Don't think I haven't noticed how less you've been eating everyday Mai -"
"Maybe later Naru", she said before he could finish admonishing her.
Naru stopped. He instead went back and sat down beside her on the bed. Mai stayed silent, expecting some bossy comment which she would deflect as she had been these past few days. It was surprising how immune she had become to his narcissism in the time she had stayed with him.
Instead she was met with silence. It stretched to a point that Mai started to worry.
"Naru?"
"Tell me what to do."
The words she heard shook Mai to the core. Not only were those words something Naru had never said to her, but his voice had been on the verge of crying. She had never heard him speak with so weak a voice as he was using now.
She immediately threw off the blankets and turned to see Naru sitting on the edge of the bed, with his back facing her. He had his face buried in his hands and she felt him shaking ever so slightly as if to keep something from overflowing.
She grabbed his shoulder and tried to get him to face her. "N-Naru? Naru what's wrong?"
But he stayed where he was and refused to look at her.
"Tell me what to do Mai." He repeated, not daring to show her his face. "I don't know what to do."
And a sudden realization hit her like a tsunami wave of emotions.
It wasn't just her in pain. And what a fool she had been to not see that sooner. How selfish had she become to be blind to his pain.
For if she had felt that much pain as a mother, how much pain was Naru in as the father?