AN:
Well, I never put a link that showed what Resu really did look like... .
So here we go: cockatiellover . Deviantart . com/gallery/#/d35guzl
Yes, it is drawn by me. :V
And please put the whole link in, Fanfiction is messing with the link. .
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Secrets that will hurt us will be revealed,
but I will never regret meeting you.
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Resu's eyes fluttered open, looking up at the white ceiling. Her memory felt hazy, but she vaguely remembered knocking on Toshiro's door, barely able to keep herself up. She turned her head to the side to see Toshiro asleep on the other couch, his arm dangling off the side of the couch. Pain shot through her side as she turned, and a wince escaped her throat. The noise reached Toshiro, and he opened his weary teal eyes.
"Resu, you're... awake." His voice slightly faltered as he sat up. Resu slightly nodded turning her gaze back to ceiling.
"I guess I am," she murmured. Shame covered her features , her eyes filled with sadness.
"Resu, what happened yesterday?"
"Well, how am I going to explain... I'm like you Toshiro, though I'm a rogue assassin. I don't have anyone to permanently work for." Toshiro stiffened at her words, instinct making him poised to be able to grab any close weapons. Resu noticed his posture, and frowned.
"I'm not here to kill you. I am truthful about what I said, I live here. I don't have any close family, and yes I did have to live in that apartment."
"You still lied about you and who you are!" he growled.
"Fuck it Toshiro! I can't waltz up to you and go like 'oh just so you know I'm an assassin'!" Resu angrily hissed, turning her head away from him, tears threatening to fall down.
"I shouldn't have come back, I should have left myself outside to die," Resu croaked, barely able to get the words out.
"Don't... don't say that, Resu."
"You're already probably regretting that you ever took me in. Don't tell me it isn't so..."
"Resu, stop it! I never regretted taking you in, and I'm not going to start now!" Resu turned her head, and Toshiro could now see the emotions in her eyes.
Hurt, fear, confusion, loneliness, along with surprise and hope. He marveled at how easily he could see each emotion. Toshiro brought his hand to her cheek, lightly running his thumb across her tear stained cheek, something his mother used to do when he was younger. A strangled sob escaped her and Toshiro felt a sharp pain in his chest, almost like a knife stabbing him in the heart.
"Please don't cry Resu... please." Toshiro didn't know what to do to calm her down. He brought his other hand up to lightly brush her hair to the side and he skimmed his lips over her forehead.
"Resu, if you keep on crying, you'll just re-open your wounds." Resu slightly nodded and Toshiro got up.
"I'll get you something to drink... what do you want?"
Resu sniffled and looked up at him before answering, "J-just a glass of water, please." Toshiro left the room, and Resu wiped her tears away with the back of her hand, confusion clouding her thoughts.
Why... did he tell me that he never regretted taking me in? I'm of no use... so... why?
He came back with a glass of water, and set it on the coffee table. Toshiro helped Resu sit up, and she thanked him, taking the glass and drinking in large gulps, as if she hasn't had water in days. She finished the water and set the glass back onto the table.
"Toshiro... why did you say you never regretted taking me in?" Toshiro remained silent as he looked at her.
"T-Toshiro...?"
"I don't know how to answer that. But I do know that my words are true." Resu got up and Toshiro began to get up to stop her, but she just simply embraced him, her hands lightly gripping his shirt.
"Again, thank you Toshiro... for everything." Toshiro hesitated a moment before he returned the embrace, a tired sigh escaping his lips.
There's absolutely no need to thank me. I just did what I did.
"We'll get this sorted out later, for now just please rest," he murmured into her ear.
I don't know if I should tell anyone I know about Resu... maybe Kurosaki, since I know he will keep a secret...