A/N: Welcome back to another exciting edition of Those Three Sentences. Because it's happened again. Fuck.
Maybe its because I've got too much Hollow Knight on the brain. I recently started playing it and hoo boi its gud. You all know how much I love my difficult games with vague storytelling in a macabre world.
That being said, the rest of the chapter was incredibly easy for me to write as my own girlfriend was sickly the other day.
This is my second attempt at writing all of these review responses as my computer restarted itself for no reason. *Shakes fist at sky* WINDOWS TEEEEEEEENNNN!
Magicantix: And I hope this chapter will be equally sufficient in all of those categories! Sucy's past is something the anime never really went into, but there are two versions; one deemed by the show's crew as seemingly deemed as non canon where in which Sucy still lives with her parents. I will be following the "canonical" version, because A: canon and B: because everything about her makes a ton more sense when you add that backstory.
A lot of kids don't get adopted due to picky potential parents, and this leads to a stunted emotional development and a twisted worldview; two things that Sucy definitely has. There's also other stuff to do with her eventual adoptive family and how it relates to her interests. But I will get into that in a later chapter.
Thank you very much my friend!
A Potato: I'm glad you are enjoying my writing! And I thank you for continuing to review even when there isn't much to say, It still means a lot to me! Thank you!
Guest: Hello my friend! Thank you very much for the review!
To answer your question, this story is mainly a series of slightly connected one-shots detailing the slow progression of their relationship. If it's detailed plot you're looking for, my other currently active story is what you need.
And thank you for the suggestion! It's incredible how the stars aligned in such a way to make me write a sickfic!
DuwangChew: You know what's gud shit? Your latest chapter. Holy shit boi.
Queen Sydon: Thank you my friend! I too adore rainy days. When I was a kid I would sometimes just stand outside in the rain and let it splash in my face; I have a mega high internal body temperature you see, so it was all kinds of nice.
And a thank you and your welcome my friend. That's really what this fic is all about, that day after day; the big pieces but also all the little moments in between.
baka-akko: Wowie! Thank you for such kind words friend! I too hope for more Sucy centric episodes in S2, she's definitely my favourite character. I didn't know that bit of trivia, but it certainly makes sense as one of the possible outcomes of such a backstory. Without her natural dark pressure, Sucy could have been easy pickings for any bullies around.
I hope you enjoy this my friends!
Absolutely unbelievable.
"How am I the one who gets sick? You came in here soaked to the bone the other day." Sucy had fallen ill, her pale skin growing even whiter; her body fighting against basic required functions, her internal temperature fluctuating wildly between a billion an zero degrees.
Akko took a seat on the bed, covering her dearest with an extra blanket; taking care to tuck it firmly beneath the mattress. Her eyes shone with a loving aura, filling Sucy with a flustered warmth.
"Because you took very good care of me." She explained with a bright smile, leaning over to press a gentle kiss to the alchemist's flushed cheek. "And now I'm going to take care of you!"
The sickly witch shifted, tucking her nose under the blanket to hide her increasing blush; murmuring her appreciation through the cotton. "Thank you..." It still felt so strange to be able to rely on someone; to be able to trust anyone enough to place herself in their care.
A hand lingering on Sucy's thigh for a moment, the brunette moved over to the desk to take a seat."Try and get some sleep." She suggested, opening her hefty textbook and flashing another bright smile. "I'll be right here if you need anything."
Exhaustion pressed down against Sucy's chest, the cold medicine fogging her brain and pulling her downward into oblivion. Sleep would help her heal; sleep would take the pain away. Akko would watch over her.
And so she drifted, the entire world blurring and warping; a second later she was back at the orphanage, writhing in pain. Her lungs burned, her muscles contracted and cramped harder than she ever thought possible, tears running down her face.
She whimpered and cried silently for hours, hoping and praying that someone- anyone -would save her.
But nobody came.
Nobody knew- or if they did, they didn't care. The poison would slowly rip her apart day by day until there was nothing left.
The world shifted and suddenly she was in a hospital, twenty years older and hunched over in a chair, covering her exhausted eyes with her hands.
"Mrs. Manbavaran?"
A call of her name made Sucy immediately stand up, looking to the doctor with wide pleading eyes. She searched his stony face for any good news, anything but what she was seeing. He couldn't bear to look her in the eye anymore and dropped his head to the clipboard.
"I'm sorry." His words echoed like a bullet, fired straight through the alchemist's heart. "The surgery was just too much for her."
Another shift and she was looking down on Akko's pale face, her beautiful eyes never to open again. Sucy crumpled completely, sobbing into her wife's chest, the utter devastation causing her legs to give out.
What else in the world was worth living for without her?
"Sucy..."
Akko's voice echoed in the witch's ears, making her heart rupture even further. Her life was empty before that bumbling idiot, and now it was empty again.
"Sucy!"
All of a sudden her vision went dark; she felt something cold laying on her forehead, wetness streaking down her cheeks. 'Where...? I was in the...'
"Sucy it's just a dream! I'm here!"
Her eyes snapped open, looking around frantically at the blurry space above the bed. Blinking away tears, Sucy's vision focused on the worried face hanging over her.
"There you are..." Akko cooed, a hand holding the alchemist's neck gently, her bright beaming smile burning away the darkness. "Your fever got pretty bad for while."
Sucy's overheated brain was still heavy with fog, making it difficult to think- to remember anything, but the aching soreness and sweaty skin was quick to rectify the later.
With her free hand, the brunette flipped over the cloth resting on Sucy's forehead, replacing the lukewarm side. The cold soothed her melting mind and she closed her eyes in a moment of bliss.
"Love you..." Sucy murmured sleepily, snuggling into her dearest's hand. She felt so comforted, so cared for; something she had never experienced in all her years.
Akko giggled, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "I love you too, sleepy bear, but you can't go just yet." The gentle hand pulled away from her neck making Sucy whine in protest.
"Calm down, I'm still right here!" The brunette chided, giggling to herself again. "Do you think you can sit up? I have something for you to drink."
It took nearly three seconds for the words to click in Sucy's foggy brain, and she creaked her eyes open, testing her muscles for anything that would impede her movement.
With Akko's help she eventually shifted up to sitting, leaning back against propped up pillows. The steam of a hot mug tickled her stuffed sinuses and made her look over to the brunette, who was smiling brightly and offering a soup of some sort.
"Lotte and Jasminka made it for you- with a little help for Lukic of course. In a school of witches you only have to be sick for a day!" Sucy's stuffed up brain had mixed feelings on the fact. She wanted to be free of this suffering, sure, but having Akko taking care of her was such a rare and wonderful experience; one she didn't want to end so quickly.
A moment of actual thought allowed the alchemist to see the error in such a scenario. She wasn't going to stay suffering for a little bit of attention that she could get just as easily by pouting a certain way.
And so the witch let Akko feed her, opening her mouth for the incoming spoon. She may have not wanted to prolong her illness, but that didn't mean she would shorten it either with personal action.
The slightly magical soup filled her stomach with warmth- real actual warmth that eased a chill she didn't feel before but was no doubt there.
As Sucy ate, that warmth brought with it a familiar wave of heavy exhaustion; her brain reacting to the acquisition of food with a soothing pump of chemicals. The rhythmic beating of her heart wasn't helping much either, like a metronome it hypnotized her, lulling the alchemist back down into the pillows.
Finally when all the soup was gone, and her stomach radiated with contented joy she couldn't keep her eyes open. Akko saw this and began laying her back down, tucking the blankets tightly around the witch's body with a loving smile. She was gentle and steady, careful not to interrupt the natural drift with any sudden movements.
But before the dark could take her again, Sucy wiggled her arms our from underneath the covers, stretching them out to grab her love.
"Ack! Sucy!" Akko cried out, surprised by the sudden show of force.
The alchemist pulled her closer, nearly all the way onto the bed, beginning to sleepily trace her scar of circling dashes with kisses. The closeness of Sucy's mouth to such a spot brought back that familiar mix of fear and excitement, bringing a blush to her face.
"S-Sucy! I need to do homework, I can't sleep with you now!" But any attempt to pull back was met by greater force, pulling Akko the rest of the way onto the bed to lay beside the sickly alchemist.
"My bunny..." She mumbled dreamily, falling all the way into peaceful oblivion.
There was a plan to be a responsible student today, but Akko's grade point average would have to wait, Sucy was feeling particularly greedy today.
What a shame.
A/N: Yes, what a shame. You have to cuddle your not-girlfriend instead of studying. Tragic.
Oh boi, fever dreams! A perfect chance for a writer to explore a characters most hated memories and greatest fears! It is of my own personal opinion that Sucy's hair and skin colour are the result of some kind of toxin build up in Sucy's system; either her parents' doing or a mistake of her own whilst trying to locate them. This would have been cured by the time the show starts but the "scars" remain.
This took way longer than it should have and I'm struggling to fight off that self deprecating little shit of a voice, but It is complete.
I shall get to work on the next chapter of A Rose, though it may come out late as my mother's birthday is tomorrow.
I hope you enjoyed friends!