I couldn't bare it any longer seeing Miaka crying over her lost love. I
wanted to storm out of my room and run to her aid. Holding her close to me,
hugging, and comforting her. These wounds of mine kept me back. If I hadn't
of gotten my ass kicked when we went to go get Tamahome back, I could have
been out there right now with her. *Drip* a droplet hit my face,
"The roof of my room is leaking."
And so was my heart. I saw her run pass my room so I called out to her begging her to stop but she did not hear me. The quick movement of my arm to stop her began to ache. Mitsukake had already told me to not make any sudden movements and to stay in bed, but I just couldn't sit here and do nothing for her. I stumbled my way out of the bed and fell to the floor, I cried out in pain. The pain was far greater than anything I have ever experienced, but the pain in my heart for Miaka hurt much more. I was pathetic, I could not move from the spot in which I had fallen, I sat in my blood and wept. I started to crawl my way over to the door biting my lower lip to ease the pain. I pulled myself up and tried to stand against the frame of the door. Suddenly my leg gave out and I came crashing down. Just then I heard another bone in my leg pop and I cried out in agonizing pain. My cry had reached someone's ears because I heard footsteps rushing to my door, and it was Mitsukake. He gently lifted me up and brought me over to my bed and placed me in it. He scolded me for getting up and making things worse for myself.
"You could have seriously hurt yourself Tasuki! Try to be a little more careful!"
I turned my head away from him and gazed out the window once again. His voice trailed off as I caught sight of Miaka. I sighed out heavily and stared out at her longing to be with her but now, well now I just made my chances even worse for myself, for us. My heart began to race as I saw her get up and leave because at that moment I saw my chances of being with her get up and leave as well.
"The roof of my room is leaking."
And so was my heart. I saw her run pass my room so I called out to her begging her to stop but she did not hear me. The quick movement of my arm to stop her began to ache. Mitsukake had already told me to not make any sudden movements and to stay in bed, but I just couldn't sit here and do nothing for her. I stumbled my way out of the bed and fell to the floor, I cried out in pain. The pain was far greater than anything I have ever experienced, but the pain in my heart for Miaka hurt much more. I was pathetic, I could not move from the spot in which I had fallen, I sat in my blood and wept. I started to crawl my way over to the door biting my lower lip to ease the pain. I pulled myself up and tried to stand against the frame of the door. Suddenly my leg gave out and I came crashing down. Just then I heard another bone in my leg pop and I cried out in agonizing pain. My cry had reached someone's ears because I heard footsteps rushing to my door, and it was Mitsukake. He gently lifted me up and brought me over to my bed and placed me in it. He scolded me for getting up and making things worse for myself.
"You could have seriously hurt yourself Tasuki! Try to be a little more careful!"
I turned my head away from him and gazed out the window once again. His voice trailed off as I caught sight of Miaka. I sighed out heavily and stared out at her longing to be with her but now, well now I just made my chances even worse for myself, for us. My heart began to race as I saw her get up and leave because at that moment I saw my chances of being with her get up and leave as well.