Haruka sighed as she looked at her text messages, throwing her head back in frustration.
"Sets just texted me, saying Tsuki is sick."
"What's wrong with her?"
Too many people at once asked, causing Haruka to sigh.
"Seems like the flu but she is refusing to go to the doctor." the genderfluid blonde responded
"Is that why she missed school today or because she lost it on Yui and the idiot squad?" Minako asked, earning a sigh.
"Before you even say it Mina, Tsuki has fucking PTSD. Certain things trigger memories and she will lash out if she feels threatened." Haruka stated in response, not being in the mood to deal with anyone's crap today.
"Isn't PTSD something soldiers get?" Makoto questioned, earning a sigh from Haruka.
"Yeah but there are other forms of it." she answered
"Sometimes abuse victims suffer from it just as well as a soldier serving on active duty." Ami explained before adding "why isn't she going to a doctor for it?"
"She's as stubborn as her sister."
MIchiru responded, earning a chorus of giggles from the group.
Tsuki sat on the edge of her bed, picking at the sandwich that she was brought.
"Not hungry?" Shin questioned, earning a sigh.
"My throat feels like I've swallowed Lava."
Tsuki responded softly before sighing and putting the food back onto the tray and then the tray onto her bedside table.
"You should really see a doctor Tsuki."
The cat stated, earning a glare.
"Why? So that they can think I'm insane and send me to some back alley clinic that tortures people?" Tsuki yelled, earning a shocked look.
"What do you mean Tsuki?" Shin replied, concern and sympathy filling her tone as she moved over to the teen whose face suddenly pinched up as if she was remembering something grotesque.
"I don't want to talk about it."
Shin knew that she shouldn't press the issue but the desperation in Tsuki's voice caused curiosity to take over.
"Maybe it would help if you talk about it?" she suggested, though instantly regretted it as a look of pure rage overtook the fifteen year old's features.
"Why so you can have them send me to some fucking place that will pump me full of shit and then do things that will make me forget my own damn name!?"
No sooner as the words left her mouth Tsuki began to cry. Loud sobs that wracked her whole frame.
"Tsuki...No one would do that here." Shin tried to reassure, quickly taking on her human form and pulling the girl into a hug.
"Dad would! He hasn't spoken more than a few words to me since he's got here…..I know I'm a bastard and that my Mom was just a fling but I…..I wanted just a chance!"
Tsuki responded, her voice shaking.
"I know he'll send me back there…" she whimpered, though suddenly a voice said from the door.
"Send you where?"
Looking up the child paled in fear though the man in the doorway just looked concerned.
When she didn't reply he moved toward her, kneeling down by the bed and slowly reaching out to place his hand over one of hers.
"Tsuki...Do you really feel like I've been avoiding you?" he asked softly, watching as she flinched back when he touched her.
He'll be so mad….
She thought as she contemplated rather or not to tell him though she managed a small nod.
"That wasn't my intention at all…..I know you don't trust men so I thought I would….let you get use to me." Daichi stated softly, reaching forward to wipe some of the moisture from her face, though she shut her eyes tight, expecting pain.
"Will you forgive me?" he inquired gingerly, wishing that he could have prevented whatever had happened to the girl that caused her to distrust everyone so much. However his answer didn't come verbally but instead suddenly Tsuki flung herself at him, earning a surprised oof from the man who almost instantly closed his arms around her.
Tsuki didn't notice what she was doing until she found herself crying into the man's shoulder, though to her surprise he didn't force her away but drew her closer.
"Whatever that woman did to you will never happen here Tsuki. I promise that on my life."
He swore softly, pressing his lips into her hair.
He could feel how hot she was by just holding her there, though he didn't pull away until she did.
"I'm sorry….I didn't…." Tsuki stammered, earning a small smile.
"Hey now….You come to me whenever you need me, no matter what it is okay?"
Daichi responded before moving to sit by her, just as she let out a small cough.
"You should let Setsuna take you to the doctor." he advised softly, watching as her eyes misted over again.
"No." she responded, earning a sigh.
"Can you tell me why you don't want to?" he questioned softly, running a hand through her damp hair.
Tsuki sniffled then, struggling to decide if she should be honest or not though she slowly looked up at him and replied.
"Mom sent me to a doctor when I was ten…..I stayed there for three weeks…..and….they put this thing on my head that hurt me….I could barely move or remember anything about before that until later."
Daichi felt bile rise into his throat at the thought.
Why the hell would someone want their child to go through that? What kind of doctor would do such a thing?
He wondered as he looked down at the frail teen.
Shock treatments.
He realized though he stood, having heard enough at that moment.
"I swear to you on the silver crystal I will never let anything like that happen to you again."
He stated before leaving the room.
I need to go to that jail and see what the hell that woman was thinking…..causing a ruckus be damned!
He thought as he headed outside and got onto Haruka's motorcycle.
Setsuna was surprised when a visibly upset tsuki came into her room, hands shoved deep into her pockets.
"Sensei? I think I do need a doctor….just…..stay with me during treatment okay?"
The teen asked timidly, looking embarrassed and frightened all at one go.
"Okay...go get your jacket on."
Setsuna responded simply, trying not to embarrass the teen further.