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[Man oh man, it's dangerous out there today. Lots and lots of people gettin' stabbed, that's bad. Too bad Yosuke never realized it, he's been too busy derping around in his room to even check the bracelet for the general panic that's been flooding the network today. After a lot of listening to music and working at various hobbies, though, he figures it's time to see what peeps are up to.

And wow.

That sucks.

Man look at all these injured people.

Oh. That one's familiar.

Oh.]

O-Orihime?!

[ She jumps at the call of her name. Still obviously rattled, she presses herself back against the wall (as if to try and escape the source of that voice) until she realizes just whose voice it was... ]

Y-Yosuke-kun...?

[ Her voice is barely above a whisper, and her tear-filled eyes searching wildly for him, expecting (hoping?) he'd be around but - no... her eyes land on the screen just before her instead.

Still, seeing his face, finding him safe, she can't help the relieved breath she lets out.

Only to promptly choke on it.

She lifts a hand to cover her mouth - bloody from pressing it against her wound. Through her coughs and tears, she manages to squeak out-- ]

--ah - you're s-safe--

[There is no expletive in the world strong enough for what Yosuke is feeling right now. Panic works, though.]

Hold on! Don't move, don't do anything, I'm coming!

[He is, too. Not even going to bother with his jacket, he's just bounding out that door and heading out toward her. It sucks, that anyone got stabbed at all, and his heart goes out to everyone that's been injured or worse today... but sometimes, there's a time to just be selfish.]

God, no no no... W-where are you? Just tell me where you are, then don't try to talk anymore!

[All that blood. Her hand is soaked in it, that can't be a shallow wound-

No, don't panic too hard. Maybe it's not so bad. No, it can't be that bad, he's just overreacting!]

[ But the idea that he might be going there, going anywhere near there, moves Orihime to her own panic. Her eyes are flying wide open again, her body is jolting up off the wall. ]

No--!

[ She starts, winces as a pain pierces through her, and falls back against the wall again. It's worse than it looks, really. At least, she's sure it is. He'd only been able to get one pierce in, and it hadn't felt too deep (but it wasn't exactly shallow, either) but the panicked beating of her heart is making the blood flow, and the fear that Yosuke might be coming by doesn't do anything to calm it. ]

D-Don't come here - I don't know where he is--

[ He. Gamzee. The one who'd done this.

She still can't quite figure out why... ]

[Hahahaha, oh, Hime. There is absolutely no way she has even the slightest chance of convincing him not to book his ass right to where she is, no matter what she says.]

I'll beat him into the ground! He's gonna pay for...!

[Nope, nope, don't think about that, just keep cool. Panicking isn't going to help.

But he's going to do it anyway.]

Tell me where you are! You need help, right now, there isn't any time to argue!

[He's flown down those steps and sprinting out the front door of Freya's house by now. Maybe she's just outside...]

N-No-- stop--

[ She's shaking her head, trying so hard to fight against him she's crying, but with how fast he's going... he'll undoubtedly find her. Just a little outside of Freya, leaning against one of the buildings, hidden in a narrow stretch that almost looks like an alleyway. ]

[Oh, okay, she told him to stop, so he'll stop.

Except today isn't opposite day, so this is Yosuke ignoring her and staring hard at the background behind her, trying to see something familiar, as he slows down. He's hit the streets, she could be anywhere...]

Stop telling me not to help you! You're in trouble, you might die, I'm not gonna... not again!

[Where is she, where, dammit! Maybe she didn't go far from Freya's house, he just needs to search now.]

[ That stops her short.

Suddenly, she's taken back to one of her first days here... exploring the city with Yosuke. Sitting on a bench, listening to his story. Hearing his distress over letting someone he cared about die... being unable to save her...

Orihime bites down hard on her bottom lip, trying to quell her tears, but she doesn't have enough strength now to hold them back.

He'll hear her, crying brokenly, not too far from where he stands... ]

[Oh, damn, that look on her face. Yosuke could have gone his entire life without seeing that, and the one he gives in return is one of someone who's about to just crash and burn under emotional weight.

And then she has to cry. Yosuke wants to tell her it's okay, it's gonna be okay, but all he can really do is slow to a halt and clench his knuckles so hard he wonders if he's going to draw a little blood of his own. This goes well beyond awful: Saki, at least, he really and truly could do nothing about, but what was happening right now...

Wait. That's sobbing, in stereo. He can hear it on the bracelet, but not far off from where he is- Yosuke hurriedly turns off the video, and sure enough, he can still hear her, and she better believe he's rushing toward the sound of her crying.]

Orihime! Orihime! I'm almost there!

[ Oh... he's here.

She can here him, not just from the video, but from around her, somewhere nearby and--

She chokes on a bit of her tears. He actually came. She didn't want him to, but he came anyway, and deep down, she realizes... that despite her warnings... despite her protests...

She's really, really glad he's here.

She reaches out for him despite herself, hands bloody, but fingers still strong in their grip. ]

Y-Yosuke--

[He's here, alright, and the second he sees her Yosuke just about trips and crashes. There's so much blood, and she looks broken and ruined... yes, it breaks his heart wide open.

So he slides in and falls down on his knees, and yes, she gets one of her bloody hands taken where she can hold on tight. He's shaking, maybe even more than she is, and for the moment, thoughts of "I can fix this" and "It's not too late" are fleeing him. He's about ready to start panicking and screaming how this isn't fair.

But through some small mercy, the fear paralyzes Yosuke to the point where he can't do anything too rash. He just holds on to her hand and tries to just will her to be healed.]

[ She's happy to see him, though he might not realize it at first. All that blood is distracting, after all, and there's the way her hands feel far too cold in his, or the way her body just remains so limp, even as she gasps out his name again.

He's close, close enough that she can lean against him, grasp at his t-shirt and, oh, fine, she'll be a little selfish right now... ]

I'm - glad you're... safe...

[ No, that's not what she really wants to say. She laughs a little, that she'd still try to lie, even now...

She grips his hand, and turns her face against his chest a little. ]

I'm glad you came...

[She's cold, she's broken, all the blood, all of it, everywhere... the sticky, red fluids coating his hand still feel warm, but the skin beneath it looks pale and feels much too cool to the touch. Why was this happening? Why couldn't he have paid attention sooner, he might have seen people were getting hurt and told her to stay inside...

He starts when she leans in close, and his body jerks into action wrapping his one free arm around her, to hold her close. Not again, why did he let it happen again? What did he do to deserve this?]

Don't talk. Don't talk, dammit...

[Oh. His voice breaks halfway through there, and he realizes there's tears on his own cheeks now. This isn't fair. And he isn't going to give up this time.]

Save your strength. Keep breathing. Keep fighting!

[There's... a hospital in town, isn't there? Yeah, there is, Yosuke remembers studying the map for important places. There's a hospital, clear across the damn town, he remembers sighing at the irony of it. If he can get her there before...]

Okay. Okay, we're not giving up.

[He'll apologize for this later, but they need to bandage that wound before she loses too much blood, so he's going to do what they do in the movies: start tearing strips out of her skirt. He very reluctantly pushes her away first, then starts doing just that. Up goes her shirt next, and he's too terrified and concerned to even realize how close he is to revealing boob.]

This is gonna hurt... [He wads some cloth up to press directly against the wound, and the rest get wrapped around her torso. Hell if he knows if this helps, but anything to stop the bleeding, right?]

--hah--

[ And it does hurt, just like he promised. But it's also a relief too, because she'd been tired of pressing her own hand against that wound, and feeling Yosuke's firm pressure is a comfort in and of itself. He's here, she thinks. He's here and he's trying to save her.

She must have a weird smile on her face right now, she's sure of it. Covered in blood, pale and cold as she is, but she's smiling regardless, because she's just so happy to see him. If this were her last few moments... she's glad it's with somebody she cares about.

Blindly, her hand searches for his. ]

Thank you for dancing with me.

[ She never did get the chance to say so. ]

S-sorry...

[This is... necessary, yes, he'll go with that. Being soaked in Orihime's blood nearly as much as she is now is not one of the things that rest high up on his 'shit I wanted to do today' list, but necessity is necessity.

He doesn't even see that smile on her face, not with how hard he's working. Tear a strip, bind it, make sure nothing's leaking... it's busy stuff. But, when she takes his hand, he does look at her, like a deer in headlights.

And if the look on her face isn't heartbreaking enough, what she says shatters it apart. That hurts, in some way Yosuke doesn't even begin to understand. It's like she's on her deathbed... no, he won't let that happen!]

...Sorry for stepping on your toes. Don't worry, I'll do better next time.

[Adrenaline is powerful stuff. Yosuke lets go of her hand, but he doesn't go far. He just stands up, then bends right back down to slide an arm behind her back and beneath her knees. It's not the best way to carry an injured person, but it's the best way he's got, and step by step, he's going to make it to that hospital-]

-and she's gonna make it.

[ All his response gets is a breathy, choked laugh. Next time... right.

Orihime isn't going to waste her energy on wishes right now. No, she has more important things to do. More important things to say.

With her body tucked tenderly against Yosuke, she curls up a bit (as much as her injury will her let), and rests her cheek against his chest. ]

I was.. really happy to see Yosuke-kun that night... I didn't f-feel so alone anymore. [ She pauses to think about it. ] I never feel alone, when Yosuke-kun is around... Around you...

it almost feels like home.

[Oh.

Wow, she's really talking like this is her last chance to say the words she feels. Almost like she doesn't think there will ever be another time. Like he's going to fail. Yosuke almost drops her when a nice little whirlwind of emotions hit him: joy, sadness, despair, hope, anger, remorse... everything, and it's hard to push it all aside and keep walking.

She might sound like she's ready to let go, but he isn't.]

You're... [One second, swallowing down a lump.] You aren't alone, and you don't need to worry about anything. I'm here, I'm not going anywhere, and neither are you.

[His arms are shaking, and it's hard not looking down, but he keeps going. One step at a time, he's going to reach that hospital, and she's going to make it. Somehow, she's going to make it.]

[So ever since the stabbings started happening all over Asgard, Larry has kind of holed himself up in his room. He's really not up for getting stabbed after getting slashed in the chest by an ice fairy a couple weeks ago.

But he has been keeping an eye on the network, of course. Because he has friends out there that he worries about. And now someone he knows has gotten stabbed. Well, an acquaintance, but someone he knows nonetheless. That changes things a bit. Despite being a wimp and wanting to fend for himself, seeing Orihime's post makes him want to jump into action.]

Ori...Orihime? [Yeah, he's freaked out and it's obvious. Mostly because he knows he can't actually do anything to help, himself.] Where are you? I can try and find a healer...!

[ She's surprised, at first, to hear Larry's voice. In fact, for a while, she doesn't seem to respond with more than just a faint furrow of her brow, and a dazed, far-off look pointed towards the screen's general direction.

And then her vision clears on that funny haircut of his, and that endearing little goatee. She doesn't really hear his words, and she looks apologetic for it. ]

Larry-san...

[ She pauses to swallow back a cough. It tastes like iron. ]

It's dangerous out here... p-please stay in side...

[NOPE NOT GONNA HAPPEN. The urgency in his voice rises.]

Not while you're stuck out there injured with more stab-happy psychos roaming around!

[He's already near the front door of the Freya House at this point, shakily looking outside for people with knives. When the coast is clear, he glances back down at the screen emitting from his bracelet.]

C'mon Orihime, you gotta tell me where you are.

[ But she's shaking her head, leaning a little more heavily against that brick wall behind her.

She's not going to make this situation worse by dragging out more people to become victims. ]

I'll be fine. It doesn't even hurt anymore...! [ She attempts a laugh, but it comes out as a cough instead. ]

Heeey, I know a lie when I hear one! [That's mostly not true, but this is one of those times where he can tell.]

Are you still in the Freya district? [Yes he's totally going to keep pressing.]

[Hey, even with a couple-okay not a couple-of stitches in his stomach, Ichigo was still going to check out the network. He didn't know if the stabbings were still going on or-

-or-

oh no. Oh no. No. No no no no no no no no no NO NO NO!!]

INOUE!!!

[Shit, he can't just lay here and-Inoue, Inoue's been stabbed-He has to go help her!

So he forces himself out of the hospital bed, even though that causes his still fresh wound to bleed and causes a fresh stab of pain to visibly go through him. He doesn't care.]

[ His voice - now his is a familiar one. Comforting, too, in that she's always been able to associate it with a time of need.

It's okay now, she thinks. Kurosaki-kun is here, now everything will be alright.

It has to be. It always is, when he's around. Even when it's looking hopeless, he always finds a way to overcome it all. No matter what.

Relief blossoms inside her, and a shallow, shuddering breath leaves her lips. With a shaky smile, she glances up at the screen. ]

Kurosaki-ku--

[ She stops short, nearly choking on her words.

Blood.

Suddenly, the pain intensifies at her side, pulsing now at the sight of his own injury. Panic seizes her, and she's struggling now, holding out a hand towards him as if that might be enough to get him to stop. ]

Kurosaki-kun - n-no, stop - you're injured..!!

[Injured? He doesn't even give it any heed, although the nurses are certainly noticing.]

I'm fine!

[...Wow, what an obvious lie. Though clenched, bloodied teeth.]

Just-stay still, Inoue. Try and put-Hgh-some pressure on the wound.

[Now the nurses are actively trying to push him back, but he just shakes them off.]

I'll be there-hhh-as soon as I can!

You stay right there!!

[ Her scream comes a lot louder than she'd expected, and it makes even the nurses jump back and hesitate. By now, Orihime's managed to push herself up enough that she's leaning up, a hand behind her against the wall, the other pressed tight to her side. She's breathing heavily, practically panting and gasping for breath, and her body wavers, extremely fragile right now.

But her expression is firm, the fire in her eyes even more so. She isn't kidding around. ]

S-Stay... and I'll come to you. Okay?

[It's not just the nurses that are caught off guard-Ichigo himself pauses for a moment, eyes wide.

But then he continues on anyway, even though he can see her expression.]

No.

[His own voice is firm and set as well, and there's no dissuading him at all.]

Where are you at, Inoue?

[ A stalemate, then. Because Orihime isn't going to put him in danger. No, not anymore.

With a shaky arm, she somehow manages to get herself up on her feet. ]

You'll know when I get to you.

Ino-!

[And that's as far as he gets, because there's a sudden horrible sound of tearing flesh and he goes down on his knees, clutching his stomach.

He's torn his stitches out, and the nurses spring into action, practically dragging him away.

But even like this, he's still trying to get to her, pushing back against them.]

N-No, let me go! Inoue's-I have to-LET G-

[And then the feed cuts off. His bracelet must have been bumped.]

[this day has really taken a toll on Chie. she'd gotten a gift from home, but it seems like more than half the people she knows... haven't been as lucky. Orihime's transmission is one of many she's witnessed today; with a grimace, she almost yells into her bracelet:]

Orihime-chan? Orihime-chan—!

[ Distantly, Orihime recalls that voice. By now, she's spent far too long sitting there, in a steadily growing pool of her own blood, so it takes her a moment to stir from that heavy drowsiness to actually respond.

Her vision clears on Chie's panicked face and she thinks, Oh no. Now I've worried his friend... ]

It's okay, Chie-chan.. I'm okay! Just tired... [ Yep. She's totally believable. ]

What do you mean, okay? You're definitely not okay! Where are you?!

[even if Orihime hasn't told her, she's already bolting through Thor house. she doesn't know where exactly she's going, but it'll be faster to get there if she's already up and running once she finds out.]

[ No no no no no no no Yosuke will never forgive her if she puts Chie in danger. ]

I-I'm fine, Chie-chan! Really! I have - a friend - he's coming for me already, he's nearly here, he'll take me to the hospital, I promise--

[...she frowns, but she does slow down.]

Are you sure? [a beat, before she shakes her head.] Okay, okay, I believe you. But... just in case, can you keep talking to me?

[When Gamzee sees Orihime through the feed, gasping, scared, and spattered with her own candy-red human blood, there's only one thing that comes to his mind...

[She needs help. Somewhere in the city, his sister is alone and bleeding, calling out his name...

[He doesn't even think twice before messaging her...]

i'm right here sister
WHERE THE MOTHERFUCK ARE YOU?

[He doesn't bother waiting for a response before leaving for Freya district. He'll change direction if he has to, but wherever she is, he may as well get a head start...]

[ The screen before her flashes a few times, signaling her attention. She winces, and blinks back the colored spots that come after spending too long with your eyes closed, only to suddenly see too many bright colors.

As soon as that telltale purple text flashes across the screen, Orihime is gasping out loud, clutching at her wound which bleeds out some more in protest. ]

G-Ga-Ga--

[ She can't even say his name. Fear and panic surges within her. All she can remember, now, is the way he'd looked so happy and hysterical when he'd driven that knife right through her gut. ]

S...Stay away from me!!

[Wait...

[What?

[Stay away from her...?

[...No! No, why?! No, this doesn't make any sense, he...he doesn't understand! Orihime is hurt. She's hurt and she was calling out his name, but now...

[She looks so scared...The way her voice shakes, the way her eyes plead...

[She looks like them. Like every-motherfuckin-body else who ever dared to cross the infamous clown troll...

[She looked terrified...not scared for her life, not disturbed by the blood soaking through her clothes...But terrified. Terrified of him, Gamzee...just like everybody else, just like every--

[No. No, this is too much. This cannot happen, she cannot just...become one of those people, she cannot just start hating him, just like that, right out of nowhere!

[Goddammit, he hadn't done anything wrong this time...

[At least...not anything that he can remember...

[There has to have been some mistake. She can't really be so scared because of him...Surely he was just jumping to conclusions.

[Yea...yea, just jumping to conclusions, just like motherfucker's are all up and known to do sometimes...]

sister
WHERE
the motherfuck
ARE YOU?
tell me.

[Please...You're hurt, you're bleeding...I just want to help you, motherfuckin' please.

[Let this be some sort of mistake...]

[ Pain spikes all throughout her body the more she thinks about it, the more she thinks about him. As if her body had somehow memorized the feel of that stab, permanently attaching it to his face, his scent, his voice.

It hurts, and more importantly, it hurts inside, because she'd trusted him, she'd thought, despite all little warning bells in the back of her mind, despite all the little warnings he himself had given her, that they were all wrong about him...

but now...

She can't.

She shakes her head, cheeks flooding with tears, and all he'll see, right before she ends the transmission with him, if her lips moving to the words,

I'm sorry. ]

No...NO. Motherfuckin'--

[No...No, she did not just hang up on him. No, this is not happening...

[Why is she scared of him, why?! What could he have possibly done to make her look at him that way, he can't...figure it out.

[Even now, he was just trying to help...He was just trying to help his sister out, and she motherfucking--

[No. No, he is not going to take this. He is not going to just let her get away with this, he is not just going to let whoever hurt her get away with it.

[He has an idea where she might end up, anyway...Tavros had been there earlier, in the hospital in Sigyn...

[He wastes no time, fists clenching tightly around the handles of his clubs as he makes his way toward Sigyn district, deep growls beginning to curl at the base of his throat.

[He doesn't know what his intentions are anymore...He's barely thinking at all, at this point...But he knows he wants to find her, maybe to make sure that she's alright...and maybe to make sure that she's not...

[Either way, the clown's a-comin'.]

What district are you in? I have bandages.

[ Orihime attempts a laugh, but it comes out in nothing more than breathless coughs. ]

I-It's nothing - really - please don't trouble yourself--

[Guess who's not buying it, Orihime? This girl.]

I am coming to find you. It will be troublesome if I have to search this entire city. Where are you?

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