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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

Yukimura could only smile. “Message me whenever you need to, even if it’s late, I’ll respond.” He said. “I promise it.”
 
“You don’t have to force yourself, Akihime, I’m not going anywhere.” He said, giving her hand another squeeze.
 
“If I was scared I would have run.” Yukimura said, shaking his head. “But I still see you, Akihime.. You’re just hurt, not broken.”
 
"God..." She muttered, furiously wiping new tears from her eyes, "I can't stop crying, that sounds pretty broken to me, Yukimura.." she half joked, smiling weakly.
 
She gave a weak laugh, glad that he wasn't repulsed by her, "I should go, before Mitsunari finds me..." She didn't want to pull her hand away though, "I know it's risky... but could you visit me later tonight...? Just... keep an eye on me while I sleep...?"
 
Yukimura didn’t hesitate, nodding right away. “Of course.” He said. “I’ll stay all night.” He promised, not letting go of her hand yet either.
 
Amaya didn’t know how long she had been laying on the floor of her room, fading in and out of consciousness. Her limbs were still heavy and numb, and she had vomited several more times since she was left alone. Dried blood crusted her face under her nose, and charcoal stained the edges of her mouth- she was in a bad way. Her skin was clammy and her breathing shallow, but she wasn’t dead yet, still holding on despite what was to come to her.
 
She heard the bar move off her door before it unlocked and Kenzo came in. "Let's go." He said roughly, grabbing her by the arm and hauling her up.
 
Amaya felt herself get nauseous when she was picked up off the floor, unable to move her legs properly at all. She couldn’t fight Kenzo even if she wanted to, incapable of even standing.
 
He dragged her down the hall to Matsunaga's office, where he dropped her on the floor in front of his desk.
"Thank you, Kenzo." Matsunaga regarded, and Kenzo bowed before leaving.
 
Amaya let out a noise of pain as she was dumped back on the floor, her entire body aching as she managed to slowly turn her head to try and see Matsunaga, sweating heavily from being moved.
 
Amaya tried to speak, but even her tongue felt numb, instead only letting out a soft wheeze. He could see in her eyes she wasn’t doing well- but he too would’ve been in a similar state, if not worse off had he not stopped the poisons effects with antidote.
 
Amaya had some choice words for Matsunaga, but settled on the ones easiest for her to say in her current state. “.. fuck yourself..” She managed out with minimal slurring, doing her best to keep her gaze on Matsunaga.
 
Amaya’s chest burned with rage, she had one chance to kill him- she almost had him too. But she had messed up, and now she was the one dying on the floor with Matsunaga gloating over her. She tried to move, but her limbs only twitched a bit. Would biting her tongue be her only option left? He was sure to use her against Yukimura and Sasuke, and she couldn’t fight back anymore.
 
He could see her go rigid at the mention of her comrades, a nervous look in her eyes. “The worlds safer without you.” She sneered.
 
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