~~Hakkai POV~~

"Kanan, what are you- " I stopped in mid-sentence as I saw her lift the knife she slipped from my waist, to her neck.  " No… no…"  I stretched my hand towards her through the bars in a useless attempt to stop her.  Warm liquid splashed on me, my eyes widen in horror.  Tears streamed down my face as I felt myself sinking, to the never-ending darkness below, but something is keeping me from the comfortable shadows, someone is trying to pull me out.  I stuggle against its bonds.  "Let me go! Just let me go please…"  Its holding me tighter now, I struggle harder.   "Hakkai please, get a grip on yourself!"  That voice, it sounded strangely familiar.  "Hakkai! Please wake up!"

  "I know that voice!"  I surfaced from the shadows, grasping on to the small shard of reality that pierced through the darkness.  I gasped as I felt someone's warm body enveloping me.  My first thought was to blast the person into next week, but then I saw the familiar red hairs streaked messily on my face.  "Gojyo…" I muttered.

~~Gojyo POV~~

A moan pierced through my sleep.  Another one came.  Then I heard someone say "Kanan…"  I jolted up from my sleep.  It was Hakkai, I was sure of it, only he would say her name.  I turned my gaze to him; his blanket was winded tightly around him, as if he had been running a marathon without leaving his bed.  His hand was stretched out, trying to grasp something which he could only see.  Something that I can't, that thought saddened me.  I didn't like being kept in the dark about things, especially not Hakkai's things.  A strong gasp brought me out of my thoughts.  He was struggling wildly now.  I got worried, I walked to his bed and sat beside him.  He was crying! "Hakkai, wake up, its only a bad dream."  He didn't seem to hear me.  "Hakkai…?"  I grew even more worried, he was still struggling with some unknown foe.  "Hakkai please, get a grip on yourself!"  I grabbed his shoulders and gave him a slight shake.  This evoked a pitiful plead from his lips "Let me go! Just let me go please…"  I pulled him to me, it was just too much, I couldn't stand hearing him sound like that.  "Hakkai! Please wake up!"  I pleaded back.  His struggles stopped abruptly.  "Gojyo…"  I heard him weakly mutter.

  I breathed a sigh of relief.  But suddenly I felt him trembling, as he, I realized tried to take control of his emotions.  I brought my hand to his head and gently stroked his hair, "Its alright, just let it all out." I cooed into his ear.  This, I guess, proved to much for him I gently stoked his hair while waiting for his sobs to die down.


~~Hakkai POV~~

I sobbed my heart out, the anguish, fear and anger since that night had all been rained down on Gojyo's shoulder.  Finally, I stopped, I had nothing else to give, no more tears to cry.  I felt empty, just like a shell.  I felt Gojyo pull away, I didn't want to leave his warmth, it was so comforting, but I just let him pull away.  "What's the difference, not that it hasn't happened before."  My head slumped down after leaving the support of his shoulder.  He tilted up my chin.  I refused to meet his eyes, not after the weakness I displayed before him just now. "Look at me."  I heard Gojyo say.  I hesitantly brought my eyes to meet his.  He had captivating eyes, it was clear and bright, and it had a special color, red, a taboo color.