He wished he could have ignored the wailing duo as they bent over a prone female form, hair stained and splayed around her like a dark halo. The summer time uniform she had left in washed red with her injuries and utterly in tatters.
Gore had long since ceased to make his stomach turn.
But seeing her…
The pull of blood beneath her stilling form…
The raspy wheezes that shuddered through her body…
The dulling of her stormy eyes…
Nothing could have prepared him for this.
The elder Higurashi members continued to weep loudly clutching each other, taking what little comfort they could from their shared embrace. But the one Shinobu wanted to hold…
He didn't know when he had closed the distance between them, didn't know when he had fallen to his knees or when he had begun to cry as he clutched her hand to his heart.
I'm sorry…
Please…
Don't die…
I need you…
I…
Love you...
Went through and rearranged a couple of chapters 56, 57, and 58 I think, so that they'll make more sense.