"Hey Yuki, you asleep yet?"

Yuno Gasai called through the hole that had been punched in the shōji diving their rooms, but there was no answer. She thought she might've heard a little movement, but nothing more.

Still sitting up with her pillow in her lap, she closed her eyes.

It's okay, she thought. He just lost his friends. He just needs a little time.

Time we don't have.

Yuno swiftly threw the pillow behind her back and laid her head down upon it. As she settled under the covers, she could feel a lump forming in her throat. She was struggling to even process the concept that she and Yuki had only a few short days left together before this world was destroyed.

As she stared at the ceiling, Yuno slid her right hand up underneath her pillow. Near the top edge of the bed, she could feel the wooden handle of her favorite hatchet forming a hard, lengthwise lump where she kept it hidden beneath the sheets.

Yuno rubbed that lump lightly with the tip of her index finger, trying to find solace. Things always felt simpler with a blade in her hand, and the hatchet she slept with had become a regular source of comfort during the past few months.

Tonight, however, the hatchet wasn't enough to make her situation seem any simpler. Yuno's mind continued to race.

Did I go through this hell just so my man could hate me? Did I kill all those people, save his life all those times, just so he could leave me alone at the end?

Maybe I deserve it. I don't belong in this world - I probably don't even belong with him. I took it for granted that he'd just automatically love me again, regardless of everything that's changed... and I've always been a selfish, ungrateful little bitch.

Tears welled at the edges of her eyes. She shut her eyelids tight, fighting them back.

No. NononononononoNONO. That's mom talking. Fuck that. You're a good girlfriend. You're a GREAT girlfriend. You've been his partner - his rock - during all this crap. You'd do ANYTHING for him. You've already done damn near everything imaginable for him.

Not that he cares. He didn't even trust you enough to eat the dinner you cooked. He basically told you earlier that he doesn't feel safe. He thinks you're nuts.

She raised her head up slightly, then slammed it back onto the pillow. Then she did it again.

Violence usually solved things cleanly for Yuno, but this wasn't one of those times. She knew she couldn't smack these thoughts out of her mind. She didn't want to feel like this. She couldn't stand to THINK like this.

I trust him completely. I trust him with my life. He knows I love him. He's told me he loves me, and I've gotta believe that. Not everything is about my problems. He's gotta become god soon. He's gotta kill his girlfriend soon. Who wouldn't feel overwhelmed?

You were never good enough. You were never pretty enough. Luck and circumstance let you two fall in love the the first time. What made you think you could win him over a second time?

"Shuttup," she muttered quietly to herself. She felt stupid when she realized she had said it aloud. Despite Yuno's better efforts, the tears were streaming down her cheeks now.

You went too far when you pitted him against his friends. That's when you lost him. You let him believe what MurMur told him about resurrecting everybody, you forced him to kill his own friends... you can't come back from that. He's never gonna forgive you.

We're running out of days. They were protecting Eighth from Yuki. They didn't choose him, they chose some woman they didn't know. They tried to turn him against me. I didn't have a choice.

Yuno bit her lower lip so hard that it hurt, causing her jerk her head to the side as though she was going to escape her own teeth. She was lying to herself now, and she knew it.

Of course you had a choice. You just always choose what comes easiest for you: Killing.

She thought back to dinner, when she had thrown herself at Yuki's knees and sobbed, pleading for him to understand. Right now, as she sobbed alone in her bed, she felt like she was back in that moment - crying over her own failings as well as the question of whether Yuki could ever see past them in the time they had left.

"Look," she had pleaded with him. "I know it freaks you out that I'm crazy good at killing people, and I know I might not be as pretty as some of the other girls, but goddamn it, cut me some slack! Everything I've done, I did to get the bad stuff over with... so we could be together."

Yuno wanted him to understand that she wasn't a threat to him, and that she didn't want them to waste these precious few days. They had so little time to live peacefully together and enjoy one another before the end of the world. Didn't he see that?

He told her then, though. "It's nothing personal... I just feel in over my head."

She had to take the statement at face value. She had to trust him.

Even if he can't trust me, I can still trust him. I always have.

He's going to come around. He's got to.

She pulled out her phone from beneath the covers, letting its light fall onto her face.

"7/28 21:10
Yuki and Yuno come together.
HAPPY END"

She smiled tightly, blinking away her tears. Even after today, the future hadn't changed.

That's right, she thought. I haven't ruined it. I haven't driven him away. We're still on target... still on schedule for the happiest day of my life.

Yuno wiped her eyes with her blanket. Her previous record-holder for "happiest day of her life" was the trip to that Bridal Expo they had taken just a few short months back. She grinned to herself as she relived the experience in her head.

Hard to imagine I could top that one, she thought. But I will. WE will. I know it.

She sat up in bed again, staring down at her phone's prediction with love.

It's been there for months, and nothing we've gone through has erased it. We'll be together when it really counts. I just need to be... patient... until then.

She let out a ragged sigh. Patience wasn't coming easily to her right now.

I mean, sure, I won't get to hit pay dirt until there's roughly three hours left in existence... but a little waiting is a small price to pay at this point, right?

Just Remember: Three days until I experience total bliss.

Three days until my pookie becomes the god of all existence.

Laying back down, she closed her eyes.

And three days until he kills me.

A contented smile spread across Yuno's face.

Can't imagine a better way to go!