So this chapter is about the character in dmmd that literally must be cuddled/protected always. Sorry, I'm a hardcore Sei fangirl. That precious boy needs cuddles.


With his delicate face and body, the smooth hair and creamy complexion, topped off with wide placid black eyes, Sei looked like a doll. He rarely spoke, and when he did it was a sweet, soft, low voice that people rarely noticed the words in, to transfixed by the sound. He didn't make a noise when he walked, and he walked rarely, now, he was usually confined to a bed.

For weeks on end Sei would lay in bed, the machines hooked up to his monitors, with Trip and Virus trying to cheer him up with nonsensical word games. Toue would come in occasion, usually to deliver a new toy.

Sei found it odd, when he bothered to think through the pain of his failing body, and the meds that kept him quiet and complacent, that Toue bought dolls for his doll. It was kind, he thought, though largely ineffectual. In truth Sei wasn't sure what he preferred, did he like the lively colors and stuffed animals, or the utilitarian white room? Both had merits. The colorful room made Sei smile at the gifts from his friends and his guardian, but it made his eyes hurt, made him think, and it made him feel like he was shaking apart beneath his skin, which was saying something since he already had shaken to pieces.

Groaning lightly, Sei shifted

"Sei-San is okay?"

Sei was beyond even knowing which one it was. "Mmm"

Talking was far too hard now. His mind wasn't all there anymore, his heart was failing, and he'd only lately recovered enough to eat some solid food. His time was near, and it made him smile, just a little, to think on it. He only hoped that he'd see Aoba once before he went, but….that was selfish. How cruel to see his brother and then make that brother condemn him to this shell until it gave out. He'd be happy, yes, but Aoba….He didn't think Aoba would be happy.

"Sei-san?"

"Mmm"

A hand offered him something and gently cradled him into a sitting position. Something firm touched his lower lip, obediently he opened his mouth to bite.

A bitter explosion of flavor spread over his tongue, followed by a burst of heat that brought a smile to too pale lips. Chewing seemed hard today, so he simply laved the small treat inside his mouth and swallowed when it melted. This dark chocolate was sweet and bitter, just enough to bring focus, and the pepper within heated his body and made it feel like he was alive once more. He managed to take a few more bites of the dark chocolate and chili pepper bar, until he brought one hand up and scrubbed at one aching eye.

"Okay, Sei-san, bedtime."

And the voice left. Leaving Sei alone in the colorful room, with the briefest flicker of focus in his mind, before he succumbed to brittle darkness, yet again.