"It's going to be fine Kyou-chan." Ichigo smiled sweetly yet weakly. Kyouya tried to hold back the tears from flowing. His heart was breaking. In front of him, Ichigo laid in bed. The white sheets that covered her frail body made her look like an angel with feathered wings. Her jet black eyes were honest and full of life. Kyouya couldn't do anything but feel lost and loved in her gaze. He was so helpless.
"Ichigo…"
The girl flinched. An incredible amount of pain was reflected in her eyes. She let out a loud cry. "Ouch! The...baby…it's…" She was breathing heavily now. It took a few seconds for her to regain strength and smiled. "It's coming."
Kyouya thought that his heart had most certainly escaped his chest.
