Stuck in bed, so sending a note!
(OOC: Yuzuriha is not happy about not being able to get out of bed, so I'm giving in and letting her talk Sorata into playing courier. Which would be why this is in 3rd person. He doesn't want to get mixed up with her.)
“Fine. I’ll take the note, if it’ll keep you here.”
Yuzuriha beamed up at Sorata. “Thank you so much! You’re fantastic, Sorata, I love you.”
Sorata smiled. “I know you’re just saying that because I’m a pushover for a pretty girl.” Yuzuriha giggled. “All right, get writing.”
As she bent over Sorata’s notebook, he leaned back against the wall and watched. It was good to see her laugh, even if he suspected that she was only laughing because she knew it would make him feel less guilty. Silly kid. Not that he was any better. They all did the same thing. It made it a little easier to live with all the things that were wrong.
“How I am I supposed to get there? You said he was in America. That’s a long way.”
“It’s easy. You just have to want it. It’s like the kekkai, it comes when you need it. You can go anywhere where the people you need to talk to are. Or you can if you’re not stuck here.”
Sorata sat down next to her on the bed and hugged her. “It’ll be okay, Yuzu-Chan. You’ll be up in a few days and running around taking care of everyone in sight again.”
“I...I know.” She stared down at the notebook and shivered a little.
“Too much room to think?”
“Yes...”
He sighed and hugged her a little harder. “I wish I could tell you you’ll wake up someday soon and it won’t hurt anymore, but we both know I’d be lying if I said that. I’m so sorry I couldn’t help you.”
“It’s all right. I know you tried.”
“No, it isn’t all right. But it’s sweet of you to say it is.” Sorata let go of Yuzuriha and smiled at her. “Now finish up that note!”
“Okay!”
“Fine. I’ll take the note, if it’ll keep you here.”
Yuzuriha beamed up at Sorata. “Thank you so much! You’re fantastic, Sorata, I love you.”
Sorata smiled. “I know you’re just saying that because I’m a pushover for a pretty girl.” Yuzuriha giggled. “All right, get writing.”
As she bent over Sorata’s notebook, he leaned back against the wall and watched. It was good to see her laugh, even if he suspected that she was only laughing because she knew it would make him feel less guilty. Silly kid. Not that he was any better. They all did the same thing. It made it a little easier to live with all the things that were wrong.
“How I am I supposed to get there? You said he was in America. That’s a long way.”
“It’s easy. You just have to want it. It’s like the kekkai, it comes when you need it. You can go anywhere where the people you need to talk to are. Or you can if you’re not stuck here.”
Sorata sat down next to her on the bed and hugged her. “It’ll be okay, Yuzu-Chan. You’ll be up in a few days and running around taking care of everyone in sight again.”
“I...I know.” She stared down at the notebook and shivered a little.
“Too much room to think?”
“Yes...”
He sighed and hugged her a little harder. “I wish I could tell you you’ll wake up someday soon and it won’t hurt anymore, but we both know I’d be lying if I said that. I’m so sorry I couldn’t help you.”
“It’s all right. I know you tried.”
“No, it isn’t all right. But it’s sweet of you to say it is.” Sorata let go of Yuzuriha and smiled at her. “Now finish up that note!”
“Okay!”