A/N: Thank you dear readers... for reading and everything :)

Disclaimer still applies... me no own Teen Wolf... and Annebee did the beta again. :D

Enjoy!

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Lydia picked him up around four as promised; giving him enough time to get Allison's favourite flowers and a package of tasty looking apricots instead of the usual grapes everyone was bringing to the hospital.

He was almost as nervous as when he had apologized to Lydia maybe even more so seeing that he had almost succeeded in killing Allison even if he had just been in control of the Oni and didn't swing the sword himself.

It was a good thing too that Lydia was driving and urging him along otherwise he wouldn't have made it till the visiting hours were over because he would have hesitated so much.

Lydia knocked on the door to Allison's room lightly before she opened it and peeked in. Jirou could see her face lighten up with a smile when she apparently laid eyes on Allison

"Hey," she stepped further inside while he waited for her sign. "How are you today?"

"Ways better," he heard Allison say. "I can't wait to finally get out of here."

Lydia laughed along her friend. "I can imagine. It must be so boring."

She hesitated then before she continued in a more serious tone. "I've brought someone with me who would like to talk to you."

She opened the door a bit wider and beckoned Jirou in. Almost hesitantly he stepped inside once more holding the flowers like a shield in front of himself.

Isaac was there too. He sat in a chair by Allison's bed but he jumped up with a growl and unsheathed his claws when he saw Jirou. But the fox ignored him as he had only eyes for Allison.

"What is he doing here?" Isaac asked angrily while Lydia closed the door.

"Ssh… keep your voice down, hot head." She scolded him while Jirou stepped closer to the bed only focused on Allison. She had pushed herself up a bit as he'd entered; her eyes widened a bit but more in surprise than fear. She must have heard what had happened too.

"I came to apologize," Jirou said and Isaac scoffed. Allison just put her hand, the one where the IV was still attached to, on his arm to calm him. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you."

"No, you wanted to kill her," Isaac growled.

"Isaac," Allison said warningly and Jirou ignored him.

"I'm really sorry," he held out the flowers and he noticed how his hand was shaking. "I only wanted to cause Noshiko pain and feed of the strife and chaos surrounding it but I never wanted to kill Stiles' friends even if I told him that I would."

His throat closed up as a lump formed and the shaking got worse. He didn't know why he was reacting so badly, he couldn't even place the emotions that were currently running through him. All he knew was that he couldn't get closer to Allison even though he should give her the things he had brought along.

"I'm sorry," he said again as he placed the flowers and the apricots at the foot of the bed. His voice was hoarse and there was a burning in his eyes that spoke of unshed tears. He couldn't take it any longer. As soon as he'd laid everything down he turned around and fled out of the room.

"Jirou," Lydia said startled as he passed by her and opened the door. Then he was gone.

He walked briskly down the corridor, almost running, as he tried to get away from Allison as fast as possible. His throat was threatening to close. There was a heavy feeling in his chest that made it difficult to breath and his vision blurred with unshed tears. He tried to get away from all the humans, turning corner upon corner till he found an empty hallway and there an unused room. He sunk down in the corner behind the door, pulling his knees up to his chest and hiding his face behind them as he tried to stifle the sobs that threatened to get out. Some tears escaped and soaked into the fabric of his jeans before he got his breathing under control as best as possible.

Some time passed and the door was opened again, startling him a bit but it was only Lydia who stepped in. She looked around for a moment till she found him in the corner.

"Hey," she said as she crouched down in front of him a few meters away. "Are you alright?"

He nodded slightly as he rubbed with one hand over his eyes

"I'm sorry," he said once again. "That didn't go as planned but I suddenly couldn't breathe anymore."

"Like a panic attack?" Lydia asked as she watched him.

"Yeah, almost."

She moved over to him and sat down next to him. Their shoulders were almost brushing together and he could feel the warmth radiating from her through the fabric of his t-shirt.

"That's a very Stiles-like thing," she said then.

"I know. He feels very guilty about it even though he wasn't even near when it happened."

"And you? What about you?"

"I don't know. Maybe? Maybe not? I can't separate Stiles' emotions from mine."

"Allison would like to speak with you some other time. Preferable when Isaac isn't around," she said suddenly. "Do you think you can do that?"

"Yeah, I guess. It would be nice."

Lydia nodded and gave him a small smile then they sat in silence for a while.

"I just thought of something that could help you collect some more positive karma points," Lydia broke the silence and Jirou turned to her as he sniffed the last traces of his crying away and a smile came to his lips because of her choice of words. "I heard that you enjoy shopping," she continued and Jirou nodded once more. "Great, you know I always wondered how Stiles would look like wearing fitting and good looking clothes for once. Seeing that you are basically the same person as him how about you help me find some new things for him to wear once he wakes up?"

Jirou looked a bit doubtful at her though he agreed nevertheless. Immediately Lydia got up with a spring in her movement.

"Awesome, let's go then."

Somehow the smile he received from Lydia when she saw him wearing the clothes she had bought for him, tugged at his heart in a manner he never felt before. He was aware that it was most likely the part of him that was Stiles that caused this reaction nevertheless it made him feel oddly good.

They had been very successful on their impromptu shopping trip the day before and now he was wearing a dark red tight fitting shirt and dark pants instead of the usual plaid and layers upon layers. He never had understood why Stiles felt the need to more or less hide in his clothes. His body wasn't bad; Jirou had possessed a lot worse over his many years.

"You look amazing," she said as he was close enough. "Hopefully Stiles will agree on this change in wardrobe too."

She linked her arm with his and guided him down the corridor.

"I'm sure that he would do anything when you give him such dazzling smiles every time."

She giggled and hit his arm.

"Even so I'm aware that you only went shopping with me because you have to collect positive karma points… thank you for keeping me company and going along with my ideas," she gave him another smile and he could only smile back.

"My pleasure, Lydia. After all I…," he was interrupted as a clawed werewolf hand wrapped itself around his other arm and pulled him out of Lydia's hold, who made a startled noise, into a class room they were just passing by.

He was pushed against the wall next to the door hard enough that he saw stars for a moment. Hands grabbed his collar and pushed him higher; high enough that he had to stand on his toes.

Isaac came into focus and then Scott who stood next to him as Lydia yelled at them, "What are you doing?" as she followed them inside.

Isaac only growled and tightened his grip while both of them, he and Scott, ignored her.

"What did you do?" Scott demanded.

"What are you talking about?" Jirou asked as he struggled to get free.

"We found a body last night! And you weren't at the Sheriff's'"

"So you automatically assume that I killed someone? Because I wasn't home?" Jirou scoffed, secretly surprised how easily home slipped from his tongue.

"Well, you're the only chaos, pain and strife loving fucker around that killed people," Isaac said.

"Have you gone out of your minds?" Lydia cried the. "He was with me till ten!"

Both Scott and Isaac looked at her like she had gone nuts.

"What?" Scott asked and Lydia rolled her eyes with a sigh.

"We were shopping all afternoon after we'd visited Allison because I wanted to get some new clothes for Stiles for when he wakes up.

And seeing that Jirou is a carbon copy of him and more willing than Stiles when it comes to shopping I took him along. Afterwards I treated him to a Burger menu as a thank you and we talked.

By the time I brought him to the Sheriff it was already ten and the Sheriff was home. Now when did you find the body? 'Cause I'm pretty sure that he had no opportunity to kill anyone."

Isaac and Scott shared a look before the curly haired Werewolf released his hold on Jirou. He in returned scoffed and straightened his shirt out.

"What made you think that I was the culprit instead of one of the other uncounted monsters or humans, who shock horror aren't opposed to murder either?"

"There was a Kanji carved into the body. Kira said it meant revenge," Scott explained.

"A Kanji? That's all that is needed for you to assume that it was me? Because I'm a Japanese fox spirit?" Jirou said with scorn heavy in his voice. "Are you aware that there are more people than just me who are familiar with the Japanese language? It's not like this is a dead and forgotten thing like Aztec or something."

Scott and Isaac shared another look that betrayed how stupid they felt. Jirou sighed deeply.

"Was there anything else to the body? Where did you find it?"

"In the woods," Scott said. "We were teaching Malia how to control her shifting and she ran off. As we followed her we found the body."

"It was stabbed through the chest with a piece of wood just like you were from Kira," Isaac added and Scott pulled his phone out.

"We took pictures of the Kanji for Kira."

He scrolled through the phone till he found them, then he showed it to Jirou and Lydia.

She scrunched up her nose in disgust as she saw the bloody carving and turned away.

"Is that the piece of wood he was stabbed with?" Jirou asked as he looked closer. He pulled Scotts hand with the phone nearer and enlarged the picture with two fingers.

"Yeah," Scott said, "why?"

"It's still connected to the tree," Jirou remarked, "and not in the half-way-broken-off-kind of way."

"So? Is that important?" Isaac asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't know," Jirou said and let go of Scott's hand.

A/N No.2: Ok, now... in here is the part that actually started everything. The whole inspiration for this story was this gif: cuppachar . tumblr dot com/120800776831/voidisgood-from-voidness-to-100-cute and the tags cuppachar added. I could watch it for hours and I just needed a happy-sad Nogi in my life... seeing that I didn't find one I wrote a story for it myself... so the little part about Jirou smiling after his sort of panic attack is actually this gif in my mind...

Also, a shoutout to cuppachar for creating the cute tags to it and now go read their story too! :D