Rating: K+
B - Blue
You don't know what you have until you lose it.
He'd never truly appreciated those eyes of hers. That sapphire gaze which set his soul alight whenever he locked eyes with her.
None of them had expected her to fall that day.
Hannibal hadn't played fair in the fight. The creature knew it would be to his advantage. The other three were having to battle Wuya and Jack, though it was mainly Wuya.
He'd forced Kimiko away from the group. Preventing anyone else from joining their battle.
She fought strong and fierce. Her fire soaring through her veins. But she'd never expected the creature to catch her off guard.
A punch to the jaw was what it took to briefly disorient her. Turning back to throw a punch, her left arm was forced in an unnatural position. The shriek from her lips confirming something broke.
Nobody in the area other than Hannibal had truly realised just how close to the edge they were. A drop leading to water and land.
"Kimiko!"
Omi's shout seemed to fade into the background as the girl was kicked off of the edge. The team terrified at what they'd just witnessed.
They all wanted to dive to her rescue. But their battles weren't yet over.
Clay and Raimundo threw themselves at Hannibal, leaving Omi to handle Wuya. All three having to control their rage.
Together, the duo managed to swiftly overpower the creature. Seeing the opportunity, Clay demanded their leader go find their girl.
He landed next to the river. His eyes scanning the area.
Her body lay face down in the water.
Pulling her from the water, he lay her down in front of him. Without even checking for a pulse he started on the chest compressions. Praying — pleading for a result.
Her body lay still, but he refused to give up.
It couldn't be true. She couldn't be gone.
"Come on, moça," he begged through grit teeth. "You can't leave us now."
He carefully pulled her lips apart. Blowing air into her mouth before continuing with compressions.
He didn't want to believe he'd never see her again. He couldn't believe. Those eyes which filled him with hope on the toughest of days. The blue which washed away the stress. He couldn't lose her.
He'd become so focused on the compressions that the water hitting his face startled him.
Her voice was severely hoarse as she deeply inhaled. Her eyes still yet to open.
"Kimi?" He whispered. His hands lightly holding her cheeks. "I'm right here, bebê,"
It was a squint, but they finally opened. Those sapphire orbs peaking through the lashes.
"Rai—"
"Don't talk." He calmly ordered. "Just focus on breathing, and I'll take care of the rest,"
She could only give a small nod before grimacing at the pain in her body. Evidently, temporary death didn't remove the pain from her injuries.
"I'm gonna take good care of you, okay?"
His whisper couldn't fight the cracks in his voice. Or control the tears in his eyes. But right now, that didn't matter.
You don't know what you have until you almost lose it.
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