I do not own Hakuouki or any of the characters within it, only character I own is the main character of this story :) there will be similarities to the show!
Chapter 7
The first night was the hardest; she stayed by his side throughout the night, relieved every time she saw or heard his chest swell or deflate with air, knowing that it meant he was still alive.
She stayed there, next to the sleeping Okita day and night; other captains would bring her food but she didn't have much of an appetite.
For hours she would sit in silence, listening to the sound of him breathing, hearing his heart beat within his chest; dreading the possibility that at any moment it could stop.
Two days passed and she found herself slumped next to his still sleeping body which now hardly gave off any heat, her eyes weighed heavily as she blinked; fighting to stay open.
She was afraid that if she fell asleep, she might awaken to Okita not being there anymore.
Grasping his hand within her small and fragile ones, she cried silently as she finally succumbed to unconsciousness.
She blinked her eyes open slowly, they still felt heavy and sensitive from sleep; frowning as she looked to the sleeping man beside her, she realized his hand was still firmly clasped within her own.
'I must be dreaming' she thought as the rest of the room seemed foggy and still dark around them.
She pulled herself over the young captain and sadly looked at his face, letting her hair fall into place on either side of his head; his features were still pale but they were no worse than the day before.
"Oh Souji…." She whispered softly as she lifted her hand to move a few unruly strands of hair from his peaceful face.
"If you hadn't been trying to protect me, you wouldn't be in this mess…" she found herself hovering only inches above his face.
She had never realized just how handsome this man truly was; he had long eyelashes and soft skin as if to compliment the silkiness of his reddish-brown hair, his body was masculine and toned, and through his bandages she could still see his muscles.
It was a wonder she hadn't noticed it before, but he was always so observant she had never allowed herself to really take a good look at the man for fear he might react negatively to her.
Her breath cascaded over his face as she brought her hands up, sliding her slender fingers around his neck, cupping his jaw line with her thumbs; her lips brushed against his own, sending a pulse of shivers down her spine and her stomach tumbled over itself as she inhaled his sweet scent; at this distance from him it was intoxicating.
"I'm so sorry, Souji" she breathed; barely as a whisper and closed her eyes while lowering her lips to meet with his softly as tears ran down her face.
'This was the last thing I ever wanted to happen; I never meant to be the reason you ever got hurt' was all she thought as she held her position, arched over the sleeping man with her lips pressed against his gently.
She felt his lips move slightly as she parted them a bit, pulling her head back she opened her eyes and realized he was awake and looking right at her; his eyes seemed to be bright as ever as his lips pulled back into a grin.
"O-Okita-san!" she squeaked.
"Y-You're…. You're awake?" her eyes widened in shock as she pulled her hands to her face as she flushed a deep crimson in embarrassment.
'I wasn't dreaming?!' she felt flustered as she pulled herself into a deep bow beside Okita; who looked quite amused by the whole situation.
"I-I'm sorry Okita-san!" she choked out an apology as her face became an even darker shade of red.
"I mean, if I had known it took a little cut to my chest to get you to like me Ku-ri-su-chan, I would have done it sooner" he chuckled to himself as her eyes widened.
"No it's n-" she attempted to argue but he lifted himself into a sitting position in front of her; he was about to stretch when she pinned him back down to the ground with both arms and her eyes wide.
"What are you doing, Okita-san!" she scolded him with a worried tone in her voice.
"You're going to reopen your wounds! You hardly escaped death itself! It's only been a couple d-"she almost finished her sentence before realizing that he was grinning mischievously again and her voice cut off.
"U-Uh… O-Okita…san….?" She blinked confusingly at him as his grin disappeared and his hands found their way to her neck.
His right hand stopped just behind her ear and the other held the right side of her own face tenderly, he brought his own face to meet hers, stopping just before their lips were touching he watched her react to him, he saw her cheeks flush a dark crimson and her eyes widened in surprise; grinning again he closed the distance between them and tilted his head slightly as he moved his lips with hers.
She heard him growl in his throat and to her surprise he ran his tongue along her bottom lip causing her to gasp as her breath caught in her chest; her stomach fluttered and he took advantage of her parted lips to venture her mouth with his tongue.
She felt his tongue slip in her mouth and met it with her own as she fought to keep herself from becoming too involved in such an intimate action, her body seemed to want to melt into him and she seemed to be losing the battle since her body was already weighing heavily against his. She realized she was leaning on his chest and instantly broke the contact.
"Okita-san! I'm sorry! I was lying against your chest! You should have mentioned if you were in pain I-"she was interrupted by Okita laughing.
"What's so funny?" she asked innocently as he regained his composure and sat up.
"Ku-ri-su-chan my wounds are fine… I'm not hurt at all" as proof of that statement he patted his chest roughly.
"See" he grinned as he looked at her.
"I don't know how it happened but I guess I gotta be thankful" he laughed softly as he watched her.
She reached out with her slender fingers and gingerly touched where the deep wound had been no more than a few hours prior only to feel his completely healed chest beneath the bandages.
When she had fallen asleep his breathing was labored never mind being fully awake, sitting up and enduring a kiss like that.
"Besides you're a little lady you know, you weigh hardly anything so even if I was wounded it wouldn't have hurt much at all"
The thought of it made her flush yet again which didn't go unnoticed by the young man in front of her.
"Kurisu-chan, did you heal my wounds?" he spoke softly and his eyes didn't leave her face as she thought about how she could have possibly done that and when she could have had the time to heal such a wound.
"I… I'm not sure..." she finally spoke.
"I didn't do anything out of the ordinary… I mean I've been here since you were brought in from outside" she brought her hands to her chest and clutched them together and her voice trailed off as she finished the last word as she thought long and hard about how he could be in such a condition already until Okita broke the moment of silence.
"Must have been that kiss then" she snapped her head to look at him in shock and her face turned red again.
"U-Uh, O-Okita-san, um, about that, I-I… I uh…" her eyes looked away from his face as she blushed again.
"I'm sorry, I was out of place to do that… I thought I was dreaming…" she explained as she hid her face within her palms; shocked at her own honesty.
"Oh so you dream of me then, ku-ri-su-chan?" he teased her as her eyes became wide with shock.
"N-No, I-I mean, I, um-"her voice was interrupted by Okita laughing and she only smiled in response, knowing anything she said would surely be used against her, though her face was still flushed a deep crimson red.
Her mind was focused and clear with her next thought as she imagined the possibility of what had happened that night as she looked at the charming captain in front of her; her first actual friend.
'I'm going to find a way to help you, Okita Souji; I promise.'
