Guest room

*Cel, Ab and Elli walk in*
*They throw their stuff in the corner of the room and flop down on the bed*

*walks in*
Hey. You guys all setteled in?

*they all nod*

*smiles*
Good. Now, how have you been? How's France? Tell me everything..!

*Nana comes into the room*
Lunch is ready!
*smiles*

Thank you, Nana. We'll be right there.

*leaves the room*

Come on. *stands up*
I bet you're hungry..

Emi walked in and placed the glass of water on a night-table, then collapsed on the bed and closed her eyes quickly.

"Nobody falls asleep that fast," Ame muttered as he followed her in. He sat on the bed, close to Emi, and glared at her lightly.

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"Go away, I can take care of myself," Emi groaned, pulling a pillow over her head.

"Obviously," Ame commented sarcastically. "Fine. Sleep now. Eat later. I'm staying here until you wake up and will personaly feed you if I have to."

Emi's breathing slows as she falls asleep, not fully hearing his last statement.

"What am I going to do with you..?" Ame asks quietly as he removes the pillow from Emi's face and pops it under her head gently.

He sits there, still, staring at Emi, then reaches his hand out and gently carresses her head, her cheek.
"What am I going to do with you?" he asks again, staying by her side, not daring to leave her alone.

Ame leans back and falls on the bed softly. He stares at the ceiling for a while, then unintentionaly falls asleep.

Emi's eyes open slowly, and she rubs them gently. She glances at Ame and notices he had fallen asleep.

Moving quietly, Emi sneaks out of the room.

Ame wakes up with a start and gets up quickly. He glances around the room, frowns a little, and leaves the room to look for Emi.

Somehow, Emi manages to bring Baku slowly to the Guest Room. She pushes him down on the bed gently, takes off his shoes and tucks him in under the covers.

Emi brushes away a few loose strands of hair that fell over his face again, but stays silent.

Baku's eyes were wide showing the full color of his eyes his body now so weak he can't lift his head and his eyes go light gray as he passes out his breathing weak.

Emi sits on the floor quietly, leaning her back against the bed. She gazes through the window, listening to Baku's shallow breathing, her heart beating heavily in her chest.

Baku remains still his white hair over his left side of his face as purple aura lightly comes out of the bandage which is over his left eye.

Emi blinks, feeling a change in the air. She rubs her eyes gently, maybe she is just tired...?

Glancing down at her hand, she curls it into a fist, and winces as her hurt finger stings.
'Now' I feel the pain, huh...?

Baku gasps loudly and clutches his chest lightly fear is written all over his face while he sees the images of everything he has lost dearly to him.

Baku buries his face in the pillow his body shivering the purple aura gone.

Emi jumps up, slightly startled by the gasp, and looks at Baku, worried. She touches his hand gently, lifting the pillow slightly to see his face.

Her eyes soften at his expression.
"What is it that is torturing you?" she asks weakly, hugging him a bit awkwardly from their position. "Why has it chosen to put its dark mark on you..?"

Emi can feel her eyes stinging. Why did his pain feel as her own?

Baku glances up to her his right eye showing the fear his british accent shakey sounding.
"I don't know...why did I survive the plane crash? My parents died but why did I survive...this mark is proof that it was me who killed them"

Baku's right eye closes his body heat decreasing lightly.
"Why me...Why wasn't I the one who died? Why did I live? Why..."

Emi feels him going colder and hugs him tighter.
"No, no, do not say that.. a plane crash? I am sorry your parents died.. but Baku it was not your fault, it was not."

Baku looks to her and his right eye shows pain and he looks away the marking under his left eye stopped bleeding.

Baku looks to the window his right eye distant.