Madness
Part 9
Kisuke jolted awake the second his ears caught sound of the door being opened and in shuffled a very pale, almost sickly looking Kukaku as she dragged herself into Soifon's room.
Kisuke didn't move a muscle as he tried to brace himself for the worst but Kukaku didn't say anything at all, in fact she collapsed against the wall and allowed herself to slump down to the ground where she remained in silence.
Not sure if he even wanted to know what bombshell had struck her, Kisuke focused on Soi's sleeping form under the covers of the hospital bed and took as much pleasure as he possible could from the fact that some of the bruising around her face had finally begun to show signs of healing after the few days he had spent waiting for their broken bee to recover.
Kukaku dropped her head into her arms effectively hiding her empty expression from view.
Kisuke watched her do so out of the corner of his eye and it felt like a part of himself had started to crumble away with each passing moment at the realisation that he may not get to see Yoruichi 's catlike smug grin beam back at him again.
"Is-is Y -" He was unable to form a word let alone a sentence before his voice failed him.
Only Kukaku's silence greeted him in return.
He dug his nails into the wood of the chair handles, his knuckles slowly turned white from how tightly he grasped at the chair for support despite being sat down already.
"C-coma." Kukaku told him with an unemotional tone and Kisuke briefly thought of how Soifon could wake up and perform a tap dance routine and still wouldn't be enough to bring back the old explosive Kukaku at the way things were going. What disturbed him most about this though was that it didn't even make him chuckle, he just acknowledged its presence in his mind instead. "With Soifon…unable to make the choice, we're next in line."
"Choice?" Kisuke repeated, a little confused.
"Yoruichi's file doesn't say if she wanted to be kept alive via life support or not." Kukaku summarised nicely.
"She stays alive." Kisuke answered immediately without needing to think about it.
"They say her head trauma is too severe."
"She stays alive." Kisuke repeated firmly as he locked his eyes on Kukaku, her face still buried behind her arms.
"They operated on her for thirty six hours." She wasn't disagreeing with him but Kukaku couldn't stop herself from listing all the things the doctor had told her, all the things they had failed to save Yoruichi from.
"Yoruichi stays alive." Kisuke repeated through a clenched jaw, angry at Kukaku for even thinking otherwise.
"They are still pumping her stomach to remove acid."
"Don't make me repeat myself again Kukaku." Kisuke threatened while he watched her every move carefully.
"They said there's almost no chance she'll ever regain consciousness…" Kukaku desperately wanted to help Yoruichi in any way possible that a little part of her did think it would be best if they let Yoruichi go so she could get away from all the pain and suffering to finally be at peace. Kisuke bolted off the chair and stormed past Kukaku's hunched up form.
"Then you can tell Soifon that we killed her wife after saving them both from that hell hole." He spat out as he knocked over the pile of presents in anger and slammed the door shut after he all but ran out of the room.
A familiar tune began to chime out slowly from one of the presents that had hit the floor, the force of the drop had activated its ability and Kukaku was left alone with tears in her eyes while the sound of Jingle Bells echoed around the room.
A/N: I never even intended Christmas to be a part of this story...it just kinda happened given the festive season is upon us even though it's not quite that festive in this story...
