~~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.
