Rin's POV

I'm so lucky that Amaimon was with me when I woke up, and even after that.

Every time that I've woken up so far, he's been there.

He asks how I'm doing, gives me an update on what's happened (even though nothing ever really does, except for me healing more with each passing day), tells me a funny story, and even on occasion brings Behemoth with him.

Sure, the hobgoblin drools quite a bit, but Amaimon swears that he only attacks people upon his command and is otherwise a very sweet creature.

Still, I'm cautious.

Something about it makes me feel uneasy, like a child would be cautious dogs if one were to bite them at a young age.

The little monster was even there when Amaimon got me to sit all the way up in bed without hurting myself.

"You sustained lots of injuries, little brother," he said, twirling a sucker in his mouth.

I had the one he had given to me in my mouth, and I didn't have nearly the skills he did for talking around sweets, so I just made a noise halfway between a grunt and a sound of agreement.

He smiled when I finally struggled into an upright position and wobbled a bit, but stayed there.

"'Ey ah did 't!" I mumbled around the cherry-flavored object.

He smiled and clapped his hands together while Behemoth took the chance to jump up onto my lap.

"Oof!" I managed to huff out before falling on my back again only to have the green lesser demon's tongue attack my face with slobbery licks.

"Behemoth! Get off!" commanded my brother, and the dog-behaved creature obeyed his master.

"I'm sorry, Rin. You were doing so well…" he sighed, shaking his head.

"No problem, bro. really," in truth, now my legs hurt…

The wraps had been taken off earlier that day because evidently they had healed for the most part, but there were still some out of place tendons that were slower to heal than the rest of the parts.

In fact, only the bandages around my head and half of my face across the eye were still there.

I had heard some of the nurses talking earlier about my eye or something.

Kind of worries me that something may have happened to it.

"No, it's not!"

Amaimon looked frustrated now, as if that had been my only chance to ever sit up again, although that was nearly impossible, he had told me.

I looked at him and asked "Why are you so worried…? It's only been a few days; I'm going to heal soon enough."

He started to pace around the room, seeming to be irritated with something.

"You don't get it, Rin!" he hissed, starting to bite at the much smaller now candy in his mouth, chipping pieces off of it, which dissolved quickly.

"What don't I get?!" I was starting to get annoyed at my brother; there was obviously something that he wasn't telling me that had to be pretty damn important!

He whirled around to look at me with his suddenly scary eyes.

"If you are immobile for long enough, you might get back all of your memories, Rin!"

He then slapped a hand over his mouth, clearly not meaning to have said that.

"What do you mean…? What's so dreadful about me getting my memories back, Amaimon?" I asked slowly, trying to figure it out even as I said it.

"It's-… it's nothing, Rin… I'm sorry…" he mumbled before running out of the room, Behemoth following behind him.

I called after him "Wait! Come back!" but it was already too late.

I wanted to get up and stop him so that he would have to tell me, but my legs wouldn't move right.

I wondered vaguely if that was the last time that I would see my brother while I was in the hospital.

A.N.

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Sorry, I got kind of caught up with communicating Yukio's reaction to the news, and almost forgot about poor Rin… ^u^;

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