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A Chorus In The Darkness (1x1 with Jikkah)

The fingers of his free hand played with her golden hair, loving being so close to her. "I should leave soon, my master will come looking for me.." He said gently but made no motion to leave her.
 
It was nice and warm under the blankets by the fire, Jin feeling a bit cold herself, but she stayed snuggled against Kojurou who ran hot. “Just a few more minutes... Please..?” She whispered, eyes still closed as she spoke, already dozing off.
 
"Hai," he whispered, "anything you wish of me will be done.." He kissed her head gently and pulled her closer, squeezing her hand in his.
 
Jin was soon asleep, signaled by the slow beat of her heart and shallow breathing, but she was still snuggled into the bed by his side.
 
Her breathing always worried him, but she assured him she was faring well enough. He stayed with her, keeping her company longer than he thought he had.
"Shame on you, Kojurou." The werewolf's blood ran cold and he looked over sharply, spying the disapproving gaze of Masamune as he stood at the door.
"M...Masamune-sama...!"
"A human? And a dying one at that? How low could you possibly go?" Masamune scolded.
 
Jin didn’t stir, didn’t wake from her spot beside Kojurou, she simply remained asleep. She had seemed more fatigued as of late, the cold weather making it harder for her to breathe, so it didn’t come as a surprise that she didn’t wake when the two spoke at normal volume.
 
"She could hardly do as a snack." Masamune stated disapprovingly. Kojurou scowled and held Jin tighter.
"You have your precious things, allow me mine." He stated lowly, hoping not to wake Jin. Masamune stepped closer and Kojurou tried shielding her with his body.
"If I see you around here with this sprig of a human again, I will have you chained to my walls for the rest of your cursed life. Am I clear?" He hissed softly. Kojurou looked distraught, heartbroken even, nodding.
"Hai..." He replied solemnly.
 
Why? Why wasn’t he allowed this one happiness? She accepted him without question, even when he came to her as a beast, she embraced him further. She loved him, and he loved her, why did it matter that she was a human, that she was sick? Why couldn’t he have those few fleeting moments of happiness while they lasted?
Jin’s grasp on his hand tightened when he squeezed her, but she only shifted a bit, remaining asleep when her death was mere inches from her.
 
"She's dying, Kojurou. You're wasting time and energy being with her." Masamune reprimanded. Kojurou frowned heavily, eyes even sadder now than they were before.
"But she..." He stopped and Masamune snorted.
"She what? Loves you? Don't be stupid. Who could love a beast like you?" Masamune scoffed. Kojurou lowered his head sadly.
"Please leave. I will be home soon." He muttered. Masamune made a noise and left the small home without another word. Kojurou nestled close to Jin and held her, listening to her heart beat gently.
 
Jin slept comfortably beside Kojurou, pressed right up against him, she wasn’t tense- so why? Why did that lingering doubt of her falsified feelings still burn in his heart? She had embraced him so tenderly, holding him even as he cried in his monstrous form before her; she still smiled at him, still looked upon him with warm eyes, still touched him with gentle hands. There was no way her love was fake, no, not from this woman.
 
He ran his thumb gently along her cheekbone, frowning faintly; he debated whether or not he should wake her to let her know he was leaving.
"Jin," he called gently, fighting his trembling voice, "Jin, I...I must return home..."
 
Jin only stirred partially out of her deep sleep, looking up at Kojurou with tired eyes and smiling. “Alright... Sorry for keeping you so long..” She muttered, reaching up to cup his cheek. “Be safe.”
 
She kissed back and laid her head on the pillow, already drifting off again. “I love you..” She whispered softly.
 
He moved out of bed and redressed, making sure she would be warm enough without him as he laid an extra blanket out over her. He kissed her head gently and left quietly, locking up with his spare key before returning to the castle. Masamune was waiting, as if he expected Kojurou to disobey, but seemed satisfied to see his dog come home.
 
Kojurou’s visits would quickly start to dwindle, and Jin seemed sad, but didn’t bother him about the subject. The time they spent together was the same, they would eat together, garden together, and even make love and lay in front of the fire together.
Soon however, Masamune was making it more and more difficult for Kojurou to go to see Jin, and soon an entire week had passed without him seeing her.

Megohime seemed to be perpetually in a spaced out state, only coming to life once Masamune touched her; it was rather strange, but she was eating and wasn’t trying to get away anymore, which simplified things.
 
Kojurou was miserable, wanting nothing more than to be with Jin while he still could. He was so scared to lose her because of her illness. He didn't care; he was going to see her while Masamune slept through the day. He could protect her from him.
 
The weather was gradually getting colder and colder, and soon snow was falling. All day, the only thing on his mind was Jin, and the feeling in his gut made him want to sprint through the heavy falling snow straight for her home.
 
He hustled quite a bit, like an excited pup to see his owner after a long day. He just wanted to see her, to hold her and kiss her and tell her he would never leave again.
 
The closer to her home he got, the more he could pick up her scent, making his heart ache in his chest, but something made his blood run cold; blood. He could never forget the smell of blood, and it was heavy in the direction of Jin’s home.
 
"No..." He bolted as fast as he could to her home, ignoring the burning in his chest from the cold. Had Masamune gotten to her before he could protect her?
 
No, there was no way Masamune had gotten to Jin, he was with him almost the entire day, he even brought him a meal that day.
Rounding the top of the hill that led down to her house, the stench of her blood was the strongest, the wind carrying the heavy scent up with it, and down below, he could spot something among the snow. It was a body, covered in a layer of snow at the back of the house by the wood pile, golden hair peaking out from under the snow.
 
"Jin!" He lost his footing a couple of times making his way down to her, pulling her out of the snow and wrapping her in his heavy coat as he tried to listen for her breathing and heart beat. She felt like ice, how long had she been there?
 
It seemed like moment before he finally heard her weak heartbeat and wheezing breath. Her lips and fingers were blue, blood dripping from the corners of her mouth, and even when he picked her up, she didn’t wake. Had she had an attack? He didn’t see any wounds on her body, and by the smell of the smoke and the scattered logs by Jin, she had come to retrieve more wood for the fire and suffered an attack. Luckily it didn’t seem like she wasn’t out in the snow for too long, but long enough to make her lose consciousness.
 
He brought her inside and laid her in her bed, keeping her wrapped up to regain her warmth before moving to feed the fire. He looked fir her medicine and steadily poured it down her throat as to not choke her.
 
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