The next day rolled around and Wilbur burst into the garage, seeing his dad.
"Dad! Did you know about this?!" He questioned, lifting the photo to his father's face. Cornelius looked at the photo before glancing at Wilbur in confusion.
"What are you talking about, Wilbur?" He asked, easing his eyebrow. Wilbur pointed at the red scars on Kagome's arms and realisation dawned on Cornelius. The blond man bit his lip softly. "Yes." He said quietly. "Yes, I did know of this. As I said, I really hope you can save her." Cornelius removed his glasses before pinching the bridge of his nose and leaning back on one of the time machines. "It was... awful. I can still remember it vividly. Her eyes usually bright eyes were so dull and cloudy, her lively skin colour was as pale as fresh snow."
"Y-you mean..." Wilbur trailed off, his eyes wide. His father had... seen his...? Oh, God. The thought was truly so horrible and terrifying that Wilbur had to try and keep down the bile that was rising up. Cornelius nodded, looking pale.
"I'll be honest, when I saw younger me, Lewis, last year, I felt so sorry for the poor boy who would... see it." The older male shook his head in despair before getting off the time machine. "Go and see her, and tell her... tell her she matters." Wilbur nodded and clambered into the time machine. He set the coordinates and shot off.
"I have to save her." He thought, determination brewing inside of him. He flew to the top of the orphanage and made sure the time machine was invisible. Wilbur climbed out and headed into the orphanage. He snuck some of the random orphans only to bump into a small girl with blonde hair. She held a tiny kitten in her arms. She blinked her wide eyes up at him.
"Oh, hello." Wilbur greeted awkwardly. "Do you know where this girl's room is?" He showed the girl the photo of Kagome. The little girl's eyes widened.
"Kagome!" A smile grew on her face. "She gave me Noir yesterday!" She held up her cat. "Her room is a couple of doors down on the right side."
"Thank you." Wilbur walked on, thinking about the little girl's smile.
She gave me Noir yesterday!
That girl made Kagome sound so selfless to him. He entered the room and shut the door behind himself.
"Hey, Kagome, just as I promised, I've... arrived." Wilbur trailed off when he saw Kagome sleeping peacefully in her bed. He looked at the time only to see it was 8:43am. He turned back to the young girl, watching her rest peacefully. He took a step forward only to gasp, his eyes wide. On her forehead was a large, noticeable bruise and a deep cut on her cheek. Did she get this last night? Wilbur certainly didn't remember seeing them when he met her yesterday. He hesitantly reached forward, his hand just hovering over her face as if unsure. He then gently touched the bruise.
"Mmh." Kagome flinched softly before turning onto her back, her one arm positioned above her head and the other resting over her duvet. Wilbur had quickly retracted his hand when she moved and when he deemed it safe, continued to look over her. He stared at her right arm over her head only to see many scars, old and new, each rather deep and some faint marks from older ones. Wilbur's fingers outstretched and he traced some of the scars when he noticed some looked brand new, as old as... yesterday.
"Oh, dear God." Wilbur thought, the bile rising up his throat again. This poor girl... His hand quickly pulled back into his chest. Kagome turned back onto her side. She let out a couple of sounds before her eyes fluttered open. A yawn escaped past her lips and she slowly sat up. The large t-shirt she wore slipped off her right shoulder, making her look rather small and making Wilbur blush slightly at the sight. Kagome looked at Wilbur with tired, hazy eyes.
"W-Wilbur?" She mumbled, stretching and arching her back. Kagome looked at him, before smiling tiredly. "Morning."
"M-morning." Wilbur replied, sending her a smile and a wave. Kagome, forgetting she was in just a large shirt and that Wilbur was there due to how tired she was, got up out of bed and walked to the mirror. She stared at her slightly beaten up look and her face scrunched up in disgust. "Ugh, disgusting." Kagome grumbled. Wilbur bit his lip before walking over and hugging the girl from behind.
"Don't say that. You look lovely, even with something so bad. Never feel like you don't matter, because you do." Wilbur murmured, reading his chin against her shoulder. "You matter to me. You're my friend." Kagome's eyes went wide as she stared at him from the mirror, absolutely speechless. Her eyes watered and she sniffed softly. The tears slipped down her cheeks as she pushed his arms off. Wilbur felt disappointment fill him until she turned and wrapped her arms around him, sobbing into his shoulder. Wilbur hugged the girl back, allowing her to cry freely. When he had told her she mattered, she felt loved. By a boy she only met yesterday who saved her from dying, nonetheless. Her sobs died down to quiet sniffles and she pulled away. Wilbur sent her a comforting smile before wiping the tears from her eyes. "Are you going to be all right, now?" He asked her. Kagome nodded, smiling softly.
"Y-yeah. Thank you, Wilbur." She pulled back from the hug. Kagome cleared her throat softly. "Um, if you could please stand outside." Wilbur sent her a confused look. Kagome scratched the back of her neck. "I have to get changed."
"Oh." Wilbur's face turned bright pink and he covered his eyes as not to stare at her legs as he quickly hurried out. Kagome laughed behind her hand gently before grabbing her clothes which was a long-sleeved white dress, black tights and hire pumps. As her hair was in a braid all night, she pulled it out to make it wavy before doing her routine of covering the bruise and cut on her face before applying makeup to the ones on her arms in case her sleeves ever moved to reveal them. Flicking out her hair, she deemed herself presentable and walked out of her room. Wilbur stared. Her makeup must've been magic because she looked unharmed with unmarked skin. Snapping out of his thoughts, he smiled.
"So, what do you want to do today?" Wilbur asked, rubbing his hands together.
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School holidays are over and my updates will not be as fast, sadly ;-;