Akame x Kurome - Five Stages of Grief

Dear Kurome,

I'm sorry. I tried to get you to come with me. After that one time you failed to quit the drugs that Empire gave you, I knew there was only one other solution, and I tried to get you to go there. To God's Hot Springs. I was going to be with you during the redox, everything. But you said no. I suppose if I'm breaking up with you, I should do it in person, but I can't bring myself to look you in the eye as I break all the promises I made to you so long ago. I'm a coward.

Go ahead and hate me, loathe me, curse my name. Whatever you want, just know, I wasn't lying to you or using you. I really do truly love you.

By the time you read this, I'll probably be halfway to the Revolutionary Army. I have no intention of returning. Not even for you. The next time we meet, I expect it will be on the battle field, as enemies. I will not hold back. Not even on you. I expect you to do the same.

Love, always,

Akame

Kurome reread the letter twice, the maddeningly perfect characters in black ink. She traced the characters that spelled out her elder sister's name. She wouldn't leave me Kurome thought, as denial sunk in. She probably left this as a joke. She'll be back any minute now with a small compensation from the Empire from completing a successful mission. In fact I'll go greet her!

The black eyed assassin walked out her room with her Teigu in hand to find the grim faces of the remaining Elite Seven. Their numbers had dwindled, and now only Chief was left, "She really left me?"

Chief said nothing but held open his arms for one of those rare hug moments, "I'm sorry."

"Don't say that," Kurome spat her denial fading into anger. She unleashed a vicious scream and thrust her sword into the wooden floor. While normally Kurome was only able to control six of the dead, there were now ten standing. Yatsufusa had heard her fury and answered it. It unleashed creatures that past users had killed, the blade was cloaked in a dark aura.

"Kurome!" Chief's voice rose above the noise that the new creatures created, "A little help here?" Immediately, Natala sprung into action dismembering the several strange things that had been attempting to pull the man apart, "Thanks Natala." Chief said wiping his head.

Kurome recalled Yatsufusa's power, much to the blade's disappointment as anger also faded, "Maybe she'll come back one day." She bargained hopefully. Chief bit his lower lip, refusing to meet black eyes.

-o-

Akame had been gone for two years and Kurome had not finished grieving. She spent three months locked in her room allowing depression to loom in, only leaving when she was brought out by several of the less skilled members of the Group of Terror. She learned that Chief had died driven by grief and despair, he had accepted a kamikaze last mission, intending to die in the process. He was successful. He died two months ago.

She was sent out on missions far from the Capital for they had heard of the sister's deadly strength. Dr. Stylish and her original trainer concocted new drugs for the Group of Terror. Kurome took them without thinking, she would be defiant. She made a point to never go within a hundred kilometers of God's Hot Springs. Kurome never explained to any of her comrades past and present what happened with Akame. They assumed it was due to the betrayal. They were not quite right.

Another month passed and Kurome was sent to work with Esdeath. If Esdeath noticed anything strange about her subordinates behavior when hearing about her desire to kill Akame, she said nothing. Wave noticed something was wrong after they first saw Akame. He noticed the way she disappeared into her room her every chance she got. At first he assume she was tired from her injury, but then he noticed that she looked more sad than normal. He followed her one day, heard her crying.

"Kurome," Wave began, "What's wrong?"

"I never finished."

"What?" Wave asked utterly confused, "If this is about your mission and eliminating Night Raid, the Captain said not to worry."

"I never finished grieving." Kurome laughed, "I never got to accepting that she betrayed me. I've accepted that I'll never accept her leaving." Another laugh.

"Akame made her choice."

"A choice I should've accepted by now."

I apologize for such a long time between updates and Lubbock and Mez people. For the last time, I am working on it. I will be taking your suggestions into play though. I think I have an idea.