'She'll be fine, she'll be fine, she'll be fine,' Takashi told himself as he went back into Hikari's bedroom by himself. He wondered what Asa was doing and whether or not she would come and join him in caring for Hikari.
He stopped dead in his wondering when he say Hikari sitting on the ground by her bathroom door. She sat down, panting. In the time that he and Kurama were out in the hall, she had changed into a fresh pair of pajamas.
"What are you doing? Are you alright?" he asked in concern. He went over to her and knelt down beside her.
"I'm fine," she told him softly. "I just wanted to wear something not blood stained," she explained. She reached her hands up to him. "I didn't think doing so would make me so tired." The look and her eyes asking him for assistance.
He took both of her hands and pulled her up as he stood up. She swooned against him slightly. He took the time to notice her hands were firm, yet strong. She had long, yet delicate fingers. He assisted her to bed where she sat propped up.
He left her there, disliking having to let her hand go. He went to the table, grabbing her next sachet of medicine and a glass of water given to them earlier by servants. He brought them over to her, tearing the sachet along the top and handing her the tablets one at a time until they were all consumed by her.
It was then she asked him the question he was dreading to hear. "Where's my uncle?"
He cleared up the empty sachet and water bottle, bringing them back to the table. "He is... with your parents," he said steadily.
She sat up a little straighter. "Why?" she asked, voice tight and anxious. He hummed under his breath, unsure what to say. He went over to her on the bed and sat down next to her. "Tell me," she insisted. Her hand found its way to his forearm, holding onto it.
"Your mother is still very sick. Wouldn't awaken. Your father decided to take her to a hospital in the Human World. Kurama went with them," he told her truthfully.
She was suddenly breathing heavily, rapidly, and noisily. "No," she gasped out, shaking her head as she began to cry. "You're lying!" she punched him on the forearm. "Why would you lie like that?" She threw her head down on his shoulder, crying into it. He was no expecting such a quick and extreme reaction to the news. He turned towards her, pulling her over to him so she could lean against his chest. He brought his arms around her, holding her close to soothe her. "It's all- all- all my fault," she stuttered out.
"It's not your fault," he told her, knowing full well her father blamed him.
She spoke in between sharp inhales, "It is. I ran off. I was bit. She was only. Trying to help. Now she's dead. Because of me."
He sighed, bringing a soothing hand to the back of her head and running it through her hair. "She's not." He debated internally before saying, "I've seen her live into a ripe old age."
She shook her head against his chest. "Don't lie to me. I'm not a child," she growled at him.
"I'm not lying," he told her softly. "You know I am a mix of both my parents abilities, rather than one dominant over the other," he began. "From my father, wind demon no doubt. Yet from my mother, the unknown and unique abilities that can affect the mind, soul, or will." She was whimpering a little less, but clung to him still. He took that as a sign she was listening. "My mother can bless or curse someone once. Else wise, I can get a glimpse of someone's future once. It can't be accidentally done like with my mother, otherwise I would wear gloves all the time as she does. I consciously do it. Your mother let me do it for her. I saw her old." He pictured the memory of the vision in his mind. "Her hair was grey and white. Her face wrinkled. She will survive this."
She looked up at him then, both fierce and vulnerable. "Are you certain? Prove it," she requested. She had calmed down a little bit, pulling herself away and sitting up straighter. She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.
"How?" he asked, not sure how he could pass the vision onto her.
She looked down at his bare hands. "My father was upset that you read her future."
'Of course he was,' he thought to himself silently.
"My brothers and I were told never to let you do it to us," she said. "Yet... I want to know. If you say she'll live, that I haven't killed her, show your ability. Show me how real and accurate it is."
She raised her head up and held her hand out in the space between them, daring him to do it. He was unsure if he should do it or not. Her father would hate him for it, but he hated him anyway. He took her hands, deciding it would bring her some comfort if he did it. He closed his eyes summoning up the power at will. He kept control over his breathing as he let the vision wash over him.
When it was over, he jumped up from the bed, as if shocked. "What is it? What did you see of me?" she asked in a sleepy rush.
He shook his head, stepping away from her and breathing in a way to keep himself calm. He was scaring her now, but there was nothing she needed to be scared of. He spoke amidst trying to stay calm, "You're mated and you're happy." That was all he said.
"To who?" she asked, suddenly more focused on that.
"I, I didn't see who it was. Just like, the mate bite on your neck," he lied. He stepped over to her next to the bed. He brought his hand over to her hair, brushing a few stray hairs behind her ear. "You're going to be fine. And so is your mother. That proof enough."
The two of them jumped when they heard a knock on the door. Takashi stepped back away from her, but stood near the head of the bed.
"Come in," Hikari called over the space between her and the door.
The door opened and in walked Asa, the wolf healer. "With your parents and uncle in the Human World, I came to check on you my lady." She looked solemn and internally distressed. "I did not come in contact with your mother's blood, so I am not a risk to reinfecting you."
"Yes," Hikari said softly. "I'm sure Takashi would like some help now that my uncle is gone." She yawned very sleepily. She needed to rest still, even if she was a lot better than she was.
"You need to rest," Takashi told her, feeling more reserved with Asa in the room with them. "You as well ma'am," he said to Asa, who looked tired herself. "I'll stay up with her on the first watch."
"I'm okay-" Asa started.
"Please," Takashi said, wanting to be alone, or as close to alone as possible right now. The two of them asleep at the same time would be the best he was going to get.
Asa agreed tiredly. She lay on the floor in Kurama's makeshift bedding. She fell asleep quickly, as if exhausted.
It took Takashi a little bit of coaxing to get Hikari to sleep as well, even though she was exhausted as well. He had to remind her a few more times that he saw her mother's future and that her mother would survive her illness. He was not sure if she believed him quite yet.
Once the both of them were asleep, he went into Hikari's bathroom and turned on the tap so that cold water could run over his hands to calm himself. He tried not to make himself panic, unsure how he felt about what he had seen in his vision of Hikari's future... He had seen her with a mate bite on her neck. He had also seen her noticeably pregnant. The third thing he had also seen was her leaning against him with his arms around her.