Hiten groaned as the sun hit his eyes. He rolled on his stomach and realized he had fallen asleep in his armor. He buried his face in the pillow to block out the light, but it didn't work.
He looked to his side and saw nobody there. He sat up and removed his armor to get a little comfortable. He held his head for a minute to rid the horrible migraine and got to his feet. He immediately felt dizzy and held his dresser for support.
He groaned again and then held his stomach. He bolted for any door he could find, occasionally tripping and or stumbling. He wound up outside, hunched over throwing up. After he finished, he lazily walked inside.
He walked in his washroom and splashed water from the basin on his face. He shook his head and woke himself up.
He jumped when he walked back in his room. Abi was sitting at the foot of his bed and staring at her lap.
"What's up?" He asked in a dry voice.
"I've…done a lot of thinking…" She whispered. He dried his face of with the cloth and threw it over his shoulder before sitting beside her.
"About…?"
"Hiten, how much do you remember about last night?" She looked up to him.
"What happened to your face?" He softly caressed her light red cheek.
"Do you remember anything from last night?" She repeated.
"No…why?" He pulled away. She sucked her teeth and thought for a few moments.
"Hiten…you hit me." She frowned and his eyes got wide.
"I…no…"
"You…struck me." She repeated and watched him stare at the floor. "So…I've thought a lot about you and us and…I originally came here to help you. To open up your emotions and help you realize your mistakes. To help rid you of your old ways but…I can't put myself at risk in doing so.
"I won't lie…feelings did start to grow and…I was even considering staying but…well…you haven't changed in the least. You're still angry, you have no respect, and you've never been violent with me before, drunk or not, you're dangerous."
He said nothing and kept his gaze on the floor, taking in the much needed lecture.
"I just…I feel as though it's impossible for me to get through to you. The only emotion you know how to release is anger and rage…vengeance. You can be kind but…your temper…I believe it's even beyond your control. I was thinking about Souten, too…" She frowned.
"You can't leave…" He whispered and never looked up to her.
"Did you listen to what I just said?" She asked and restrained her tears.
"Yes, but…you can't." He looked up to her.
"I can't stay." She argued.
"You're nothing without me." He glared up at her.
"How can you say that? I'm fucking royalty and if anything, I was better off without you!" She argued.
"You cannot fucking leave!" He stood up. She did the same and challenged his glare with her own.
"Too fucking late." She spat and went for the door. He grabbed her arm and she glared. She saw that his expression was calm and his eyes were sympathetic.
"It's…not you."
"What?" She yanked her arm back.
"You don't need me…I need you…" He whispered.
"Hiten, no." She whispered.
"I fucking need you. I want you…I care for you…I need you…" He repeated and she frowned.
"You don't get it. Hiten, you struck me." She looked down.
"I would never lay a hand on you if I was in the right state of mind…you know that." He grabbed her chin so she looked up.
"Just stop…" She heard her voice crack as she spoke.
"Abi, you know I wouldn't hit you, right?" He asked again.
"…"
"Please…don't fear me." He wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Don't be afraid like everyone, ok?"
"Hiten…"
"Never fear me." He whispered.
"I don't…" She whispered and heard him scoff.
"I probably fear me more than you do…"
"You need to learn to control yourself…" She rested her head sideways.
"I'm so, so sorry…"
"And if you wish me to stay…you need to be more open…and stop drinking." She added.
"I'll stop." He assured.
"And opening up?"
"I'll…I'll try." He stammered.
"Do you promise?"
"Yes…"
"I'm going to trust you…this one last time." She buried her face in his shoulder.
"That's all I need." He kissed her cheek and she smirked.
"Just…don't scare me like that…"
"Ok." He agreed.
"I don't want to leave you."
"Then don't." He shrugged.
"If I need to, I will." She faced him and he smiled.
"Than…" He stopped.
"Was the almighty Hiten about to say thank you?" She mocked and his face got red.
"No." He answered sharply.
"Its ok…I like it when you're sweet." She kissed his cheek.
"Well, I'm not sweet, sweetheart." He smirked and picked her up by the waist. She smiled and wrapped her legs around his waist for support.
"You are; you just don't like to admit it."
"Abi…I'm sorry…"
"It's alright." She sighed and he sat down. She sat on his lap and leaned on his chest.
She never really wanted to leave to begin with.