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"Hanahaki disease is an illness borne of one sided love, causing flowers to form and grow in the lungs of the unrequited, the petals coughed up with increasing frequency. If the love is not returned, the flowers filling the patients chest will eventually prove fatal."

This is set in season 8 (no spoiler? Idk read at your own risk)

-Y/N POV-

I've had a crush on the green ninja for awhile. I'd been laying down hints, that I did like him. I hadn't been rejected yet. His stunning green eyes, the blond hair that looked amazing anytime, and that smile that could melt any heart.

It sure melted mine. We were invited to the Royal Palace. Me and Nya didn't trust the place. It looked extremely shady. I didn't trust the people inside. The Emperor and Empress looked fine and they were extremely nice, but the Harumi girl looked like she had other intentions.

Later that night the castle totally exploded and Harumi made it out without a scratch.

With Lloyd.

I was kinda bitter about that. The night before Lloyd had been snooping in her room and followed her sneaking out. And got her in trouble. He felt bad about getting her in trouble, but there was something else going on between them.

After they lost the mask Harumi was on the ship with us.

I didn't really like her. I didn't trust her. And I'm betting good money she didn't trust me either. She gave me side glances and dirty looks.

I expressed this disrespect I was getting to Lloyd.

"What are you talking about Y/N? She just lost her family! You are just probably seeing things."

He huffed at me.

Before I could respond he stomped away to a smirking Harumi.

She grabbed Lloyd's gi collar and pulled him in for a kiss.

And he didn't push back.

He loved her. He practically melted into the kiss.

And it was terrifying to watch.

I coughed, while they were still kissing and they sent me a terrifying look.

I paced out of the room and to the deck to get some fresh air. I coughed a few more times. My lungs itched. Coughing hurt.

I went to my room after passing by the "couple" still passionately making out. I got on my computer and did some research.

"What can make your lungs itch and hurt when you cough?"

Is what I googled. The top result was Hanahaki disease. I heard Zane talk about it before that Cole almost got it when he liked Nya and she didn't like him back.

My mind panicked. No way. I'm too young. Cole is older than me by a few years.

"What is the youngest case of Hanahaki disease?"

20

Was the number that read bold on the screen.

I sighed. Which made my lungs itch a little, but I ignored it.

I was 17, there was no way I could get it. I quickly deleted the tab and the thought and just threw myself onto my bed and slept.

It was late anyways.

The next morning training was harder than usual. Coughing hurt, and Lloyd kicked me in the stomach, which didn't make my lungs feel any better when I tried to suck in air when it was taken out. My lungs felt clotted.

"Get up."

He instructed me, while he offered his hand. I stood up without his hand. His hand probably would've helped because I was struggling to get back air, and I just tried to pull myself up like a champ.

It probably looked wimpy.

"Something wrong?"

He asked from the other side of the training mat.

"I just didn't sleep good last night. That's all."

I said brushing myself off, then getting in a fighting stance.

After I had been knocked down a couple more times by everybody, training was over. As I walked back down the hall to get a change of clothes, Nya ran to catch up with me.

"You okay?"

She asked as she put her hand on my shoulder.

I shrugged her hand off.

"I'm fine."

I said as I reached my door. I opened it and slammed it in her face.

"Okay."

She said from the other side of the door. I took off the top of my gi and put on a regular shirt. I coughed again.

Damn cold.

A little white Gardenia petal fluttered to the ground.

No. It can't be.

I just let my window open and some flower petals got in.

But those aren't native to this area of the world, I would know because they are my favorite flowers.

I dashed over to my computer and searched up Hanahaki disease.

"The person coughs up their favorite flower's petals."

Tears brimmed to the edges of my eyes.

I had Hanahaki disease. And as far as I knew, there was no cure.

The week just kept getting worse. I could feel the flowers expanding in my lungs. Training became harder, and it became harder to hide the petals.

I would hoodies backwards so if I coughed the petals up, (which was happening more often now) they would land in the hood and I would pour them out my window.

I walked back from pouring the petals out of my window and saw the team on the deck. And Gardenia petals were flying in the air.

I stiffened.

Harumi turned towards me.

"Something wrong Y/N? You look stiff."

She asked with an edge to her voice.

"Yup. Totally fine."

I responded with a thumbs up. I saw her and Lloyd's hand interlocked. I could feel the flowers get worse in my lungs.

I can't believe Zane hasn't figured it out yet, or Nya. They were my closest friends.

The next day we had a mission and breathing was getting harder. I was practically puking up petals they were coming so often.

"We have a mission. You coming?"

Kai asked me. I nodded my head no.

He raised a scar ridden eyebrow.

"Oh I'm just sick. I don't wanna get in the way."

I answered quickly. Maybe too quickly.

"Oh okay."

He responded.

"Let me stay and take care of you."

Nya's voice cut in. Great. I'm about to die and my best friend has to see it.

I clamped my hand over my mouth and coughed.

I could feel the petals drop into my hand.

With some wet on them.

While Nya was arguing with the team to stay, I opened my hands and looked at the petals.

Blood dripped off the perfect white petals of Gardenia's.

My time is coming.

"You are clearly not doing good. Let me stay with you."

Nya pleaded.

"Okay."

I shrugged as I shuffled off to my room. Nya wasn't far behind, so I took this time to lock my door and sweep up all the petals. I quickly swept the petals up and put them in the trash can in my room that nobody could see but me. It was absolutely over flowing with petals. The ones on top dotted with blood.

I sighed and laid down on the bed.

Nya knocked on my door. Crap. It's still locked. I sat up which was excruciating, my lungs could barely take in any air anymore. There was full fledged flower bushes in my lungs.

I unlocked the door and she smiled at me. I walked over to my bed and propped myself up with pillows so I could see Nya. She pulled up my desk chair and sat next to my bed.

"So how's life?"

I asked. What a question for me to ask. I thought.

She laughed slightly.

"We live together, Y/N. You just haven't been out very often."

She explained. I had been in my room often.

"Yeah I guess-"

I cut myself with a coughing fit. Petals flooded my mouth but I didn't let them out. I could let Nya see.

She got up and patted me on the back. My mouth was overflowing with petals, as my coughing fit seemed like it would never cease.

The petals became so over whelming I opened my mouth and coughed.

White petals dripping with blood, some coated with it, flew all over my bed.

Nya gasped.

I looked at her.

"You have H-Hanahaki disease..."

She whispered in the completely silent room.

I nodded and swept the petals to the edge of my bed and into the trash next to my bed.

Nya sat on my bed and looked over the edge and saw the hundreds of petals.

She clamped her hand over her mouth.

"How long?"

She asked.

"About a week and a half."

I answered with a raspy voice. The flowers were progressing quite fast.

"You are the youngest case ever."

She said with tears brimming to the edges of her eyes.

"Who did this to you?"

She asked with a fiercer edge to her voice.

"It doesn't matter."

I managed.

It was almost my time. I could feel it. Nya pulled out her phone and called her brother.

"Y/N had Hanahaki disease. Please come back soon. She's not going too well."

Nya pleaded. I could her Kai from the other line and Nya hung up once I had another coughing fit.

Tears poured out of my eyes, it was painful.

I coughed up so many petals, it was unreal.

Nya was crying as she watched me cough up more petals.

My coughing ceased along with the rise and fall of my chest.

"Hang on! The team is almost here."

She cried frantically.

"Thanks for being a good friend Nya."

I breathed out.

I felt a sharp pain in my collarbone. I read about this. The person who caused the disease, their name would be cut into their collarbone, and it would be the last thing they see before death.

"Lloyd Montgomery Garmadon."

My collarbone revealed.

Of course.

My suffering ended.

-no POV-

Your funeral was a week later.

Nya walked up to the podium to speak but broke out in tears. She couldn't bear to live without you.

She despised Lloyd. Harumi dumped him, literally the day after you died.

You died of Hanahaki disease.

You were the youngest case ever.

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