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     1.4 +This took me an afternoon while waiting for everyone to set up my brother’s 
     1.5 +birthday. ^-^ It was either this or a Chuck E. Cheese romance story (my little 
     1.6 +brother’s turning 7, so that’s where we’re going ;_;) and I’m more morbid than 
     1.7 +that. ^-^;; I think the scariest thing is that I do have a plot centered around a 
     1.8 +Chuck E. Cheese. O_o Good thing I don’t have characters worked out yet. ^-^ 
     1.9 +Oh well. This is my second Sasami & Misao story and it wasn’t as happy as I 
    1.10 +would have liked, but I’m glad I got the chance to. ^-^ They make such a cute 
    1.11 +couple. ^=^ Hopefully I can again soon. ^-^ If you like this or have any 
    1.12 +suggestions for a future story I could do about them, please e-mail me. ^-^ 
    1.13 +Thanks so much for reading. *hugs* Oh, and I know that I’m reusing a the title 
    1.14 +from a CCS fic I wrote, but the friend I got the title from didn’t like it so I’m 
    1.15 +hoping this one will fit better. ^^;; Then again, third time’s a charm, so you 
    1.16 +never know.
    1.17 +
    1.18 +Heather
    1.19 +
    1.20 +
    1.21 +Love Lies Bleeding
    1.22 +
    1.23 +By Amazoness Duo
    1.24 +amazonessduo@hotmail.com
    1.25 +
    1.26 +	Emptiness. The cold, infinite emptiness in her heart was all that made 
    1.27 +up Misao’s world for the moments it took to listen to the answering machine. 
    1.28 +Her mother was going to be late again and she wasn’t supposed to wait up. Her 
    1.29 +cram school had called about her extended absences. And the doctors wanted to 
    1.30 +run more tests. Possibly even another operation. 
    1.31 +Whenever the world was at it’s darkest, something happened to make 
    1.32 +matters worse. She had had an awful day at school, that sea of people that hardly 
    1.33 +knew her and hardly cared rushing past, catching her in their wake. Her body 
    1.34 +ached horribly, a reminder of how sick she had been feeling all day. No one had 
    1.35 +seen her when she had collapsed from the pain in the hallway. When she had 
    1.36 +passed into unconsciousness, an awful dream about an evil blonde girl fighting 
    1.37 +Sasami in a cute magical girl outfit played out for her. It wouldn’t have been so 
    1.38 +horrible if she hadn’t been the blonde girl in the dream. She never wanted to 
    1.39 +fight Sasami, to ever cause any trouble to her best and only friend. 
    1.40 +The horrible pains had been scaring her more and more lately. She 
    1.41 +could barely see past the pain at times as it consumed her. It was becoming 
    1.42 +clearer and clearer to her that she was going to die. She was getting sicker. 
    1.43 +Which meant more operations. And her mother would have to work even harder 
    1.44 +and later to pay for it all. She barely saw her mother as it was and the poor 
    1.45 +woman was already overworked. She didn’t want to make things worse. Holding 
    1.46 +herself, the pale girl shivered at the thought of another operation. The hospital 
    1.47 +frightened her. If anything, it just made things hurt even worse than they already 
    1.48 +did and made her mom worry about whether or not she’d pull through. The look 
    1.49 +on her mother’s face when she was talking to the doctor the last time chilled her 
    1.50 +soul. Her mother never did tell her what he had said, but she feared the worst. 
    1.51 +Everything was cold. Everything was lonely. Everything hurt her. 
    1.52 +Misao brushed away pained tears from her aquamarine eyes. It hadn’t occurred 
    1.53 +to her at first that she had been crying. She contemplated the crystalline droplet 
    1.54 +as more streamed down her cheeks. Her lips quivered as a sob escaped her. She 
    1.55 +hugged herself tightly against the harshness of the world. If only she were with 
    1.56 +Sasami, then maybe... No, she couldn’t depend on Sasami all of the time. She 
    1.57 +was already a burden on her mother. Was she a burden to Sasami as well? The 
    1.58 +other girl offered her unconditional friendship when she needed it the most, 
    1.59 +helping her and spending time with her when everyone else was usually content 
    1.60 +to ignore her and let her die in a corner somewhere. There was no doubt in her 
    1.61 +mind that she would have died a long time ago had it not been for Sasami. But 
    1.62 +now the thought that she was just burdening the blue haired girl with her own 
    1.63 +insecurities and loneliness hurt her deeply. Why did Sasami waste her time with 
    1.64 +her? Did she feel sorry for her? No one else thought she was worth the time of 
    1.65 +day.
    1.66 +Biting pain shot through Misao, her breathing becoming ragged as she 
    1.67 +clutched at her chest. Staggering forward, more tears fell from her. The entire 
    1.68 +house held a lonely silence, the only sound her own labored breaths. “Please, 
    1.69 +make it go away...” she begged. The pain in her body was almost as strong as 
    1.70 +the pain in her heart. Why did it always have to be this way? Why was she so 
    1.71 +weak? “Mama... Don’t take me back.. to the hospital... I’ll be just fine, I 
    1.72 +promise...” Whimpering at the pain that burned through her senses along with 
    1.73 +the hopelessness surrounding her, Misao struggled to get to her room. The world 
    1.74 +tilted on it’s side halfway up the stairs, making it ever more difficult to think. 
    1.75 +She needed to lie down. She needed to make it all go away. Her next step missed 
    1.76 +the stairs by a few inches, her disoriented body failing to compensate as the 
    1.77 +world dropped out under her. The pain became more intense as she fell back 
    1.78 +down the stairs. She barely got out a short yelp before she hit the floor near the 
    1.79 +foot of the stairs. 
    1.80 +Time stood still. It had no meaning to Misao. Her world was ablaze in 
    1.81 +pain and fear. “Mama...” she choked out, her chest aching as her breathing 
    1.82 +labored on. Weakly raising her hand shakily, she was shocked to see it covered 
    1.83 +in her own blood. Another silent sob escaped her bruised lips. She could see the 
    1.84 +door from where she was lying, her shoes all alone. Her mother wouldn’t be 
    1.85 +back for hours. Her heart shattered as she came to the painful realization that she 
    1.86 +was going to die all by herself. There was no one to comfort her, no one to ease 
    1.87 +her pain. 
    1.88 +‘Sasami!!’ her feverish mind shot out in desperation. ‘I need to tell her. 
    1.89 +I need her to know or she’ll be mad. She’s the only one who cares. She’ll be 
    1.90 +mad at me if I don’t tell her why I’m gone.’ She grasped onto that one thought 
    1.91 +as her body began to go numb in a number of places, not dulling the sharp pain 
    1.92 +inside in the least. She barely managed to get a hold of the phone, pulling it 
    1.93 +close as she pushed the speed dial for her only friend. The seconds ticked on like 
    1.94 +hours, defeat threatening her as death’s door drew ever nearer. As she was about 
    1.95 +to give up, to quit like she always did, a cheerful voice answered.
    1.96 +“Moshi moshi.”
    1.97 +“Sa.. sa..mi...” Misao got out painfully. Her heart caught in her chest 
    1.98 +for a moment. The fear that she wouldn’t be able to tell Sasami before she was 
    1.99 +taken away gripped her. “..sami...” she whispered again into the receiver, her 
   1.100 +hand shaking.
   1.101 +Sasami froze. Something was dreadfully wrong. “Misao-chan? Misao, 
   1.102 +is that you? What’s wrong? You sound strange.”
   1.103 +Misao released a muffled sob, pulling the phone closer. “..it hurts... 
   1.104 +sami.. hurts so much… I’m sorry.. so sorry... I just… I want.. it to stop...” she 
   1.105 +barely managed to get out.
   1.106 +“Misao? Misao, you’re not making sense. What’s going on? Misao-
   1.107 +chan, you have to tell me what’s going on,” Sasami urged. She was growing 
   1.108 +frantic. Misao sounded awful and she could barely make out what she was 
   1.109 +saying. What could have happened to her?
   1.110 +“..won’t go away... Always hurts... gomen nasai... Sasami.. I.. I.. love 
   1.111 +you..” Misao’s sob was more prominent this time. Her grip on the phone 
   1.112 +weakened. She didn’t want to go. Sasami meant so much to her. But she was her 
   1.113 +only reason to stay anymore and it didn’t look like it was her choice. 
   1.114 +“Misao-chan? What? I... Are you at home?” Sasami clutched the phone 
   1.115 +to her ear painfully, not wanting to miss anything. There was no response after a 
   1.116 +long silence, only ragged breathing. “Misao! Misao-chan!!” she screamed into 
   1.117 +the phone.
   1.118 +Was someone calling her name? “Mama..? Gomen, mama.. You won’t 
   1.119 +have... to work so hard.. anymore, mama..” Tears welled up as her eyes closed, 
   1.120 +falling off of long lashes. Misao could barely hear Sasami anymore, the phone 
   1.121 +slipping from weak fingers. The tears streamed down her cheeks, mixing with 
   1.122 +the blood dripping down her chin. She shivered in the cold, empty house. Alone. 
   1.123 +Always alone. 
   1.124 +
   1.125 +Sasami thanked all that was Holy when she found the door to Misao’s 
   1.126 +house open. Her initial reaction started to dissipate when she realized what that 
   1.127 +could mean. Anyone could have gotten in. Someone might have hurt Misao. She 
   1.128 +sounded in pain on the phone. What if... Sasami pushed off the thought as she 
   1.129 +walked inside. There was no time for speculation. She need to find out what 
   1.130 +happened. 
   1.131 +What she saw froze her in her tracks. Misao was lying not far from the 
   1.132 +door at the foot of the stairs, the phone next to her with a bloody handprint. 
   1.133 +Misao herself wasn’t moving, blood seeping through her ripped white school 
   1.134 +blouse.  “Misao-chan!!” Sasami gasped. Rushing to the raven haired girl’s side, 
   1.135 +her heart pounded in her chest. Her worst fear made her legs go numb 
   1.136 +underneath her as she sat down hard next to her best friend. She couldn’t be 
   1.137 +dead. That wasn’t fair. She needed Misao. Her hands searched desperately for a 
   1.138 +heartbeat, for any sign that there was still life in that weak, battered body. Misao 
   1.139 +made a weak noise as she moved under Sasami’s questing fingers. Stopping the 
   1.140 +search for a heartbeat, Sasami sat in silence for a brief moment. “Misao? Can 
   1.141 +you hear me?! Misao-chan, I’m here. I’m right here. Don’t close your eyes. You 
   1.142 +have to stay with me. I won’t let you go,” she said urgently. 
   1.143 +Misao’s eyes blinked open slowly. She could vaguely make out a shape 
   1.144 +next to her, blue blurs next to what she thought was the face. She wasn’t dead 
   1.145 +yet? When would her suffering be over? “Sa..sami?” she asked weakly. “You.. 
   1.146 +came?”
   1.147 +Sasami wiped at her eyes with the backs of her hands as she nodded 
   1.148 +hurriedly. “I had to. Of course I came. You’re my best friend, Misao-chan. I 
   1.149 +can’t leave you alone.” Misao was about to close her arms, but Sasami protested 
   1.150 +adamantly . “No, you can’t! Stay with me, Misao-chan. Stay here with me. I’ll 
   1.151 +get help for you. You’ll be just fine.” Sasami grabbed the blood stained phone 
   1.152 +off the floor and quickly dialed up the paramedics. 
   1.153 +“No, please don’t, Sasami..” Misao whimpered as she tried to roll over. 
   1.154 +“No more doctors.. I don’t.. I don’t want anymore doctors...”
   1.155 +Sasami’s insides were turned inside out at the pain in Misao’s voice. 
   1.156 +She knew that Misao had been a very sick girl for very long, but Misao had 
   1.157 +never told her about any doctor’s visits or anything about being so afraid of 
   1.158 +them. She gathered Misao in her arms when she was finally done with the call. 
   1.159 +“Oh, Misao-chan. Everything will be just fine. I promise. We’ll go get ice cream 
   1.160 +after all this. Or we’ll go to the park. No, you don’t like the park. We’ll do... 
   1.161 +We’ll do whatever you want to do. I promise.” Sasami’s voice break as tears 
   1.162 +began welling up in her eyes. She held her broken friend tighter. 
   1.163 +By now Misao was far to numb, the pain already having been plunged 
   1.164 +through indescribable in comparison to the pain that shot up from Sasami’s 
   1.165 +arms. Besides, it felt so warm, so safe, so soothing. She wouldn’t give up her 
   1.166 +spot in them even if the pain was unbearable. “Thank you... Sasami-chan..” Her 
   1.167 +body shook as she coughed painfully, small flecks of blood getting on Sasami. 
   1.168 +“I just... I want it to go away... I want it to stop hurting... I want it.. all to stop 
   1.169 +hurting..” Shaking her head weakly, more tears fell down her deathly pale 
   1.170 +cheeks. “I can’t make you.. promise that, Sasami.. because... I don’t want to be 
   1.171 +here..” Her voice was full of pain and sorrow, her small body shaking from the 
   1.172 +raw emotion inside. 
   1.173 +Sasami shook her head violently. “No, don’t say that, Misao-chan. 
   1.174 +Don’t leave me alone. Please, stay here with me. Please stay, Misao-chan. 
   1.175 +There’s still plenty of reasons to stay. I promise we’ll see them all together.”
   1.176 +“You’re.. you’re the only reason to stay, Sasami..” Misao whispered 
   1.177 +softly, trying to look up at the blue haired girl through her hazy vision. 
   1.178 +“Everything else... hurts too much.. I don’t want.. to hurt anymore..” 
   1.179 +Aquamarine eyes met pink ones, displaying all of the loneliness and unshed 
   1.180 +tears in the dimming orbs. 
   1.181 +“But.. me?” Sasami shook her head. How could she be the only thing 
   1.182 +worth sticking around for? She didn’t care. As long as Misao did, what did it 
   1.183 +matter? How she was, was trivial. “Misao-chan, I don’t want you to hurt either. 
   1.184 +If I’m you’re only reason, then please stay for me. I don’t want to be alone. I 
   1.185 +need you.” She brushed some of Misao’s matted hair away from her eyes, 
   1.186 +meeting them with her own teary eyes. “I love you, Misao-chan. Don’t make me 
   1.187 +go on without you. You still have to sing for me. You have to help me when I’m 
   1.188 +lonely. You have to... It doesn’t matter what you have to do as long as you stay 
   1.189 +with me, Misao.” She pulled Misao closer, on the verge of tears at the battle 
   1.190 +between life and death her friend was facing.
   1.191 +Misao blinked weakly, still trying to make out Sasami. “You... love 
   1.192 +me?” she asked tentatively. Her hand reached up slowly, brushing Sasami’s 
   1.193 +warm cheek. Her own hand was so cold. “Sasa.. mi-chan... I.. love you, too..” 
   1.194 +The coldness inside seemed to melt away, the pain becoming more bearable as 
   1.195 +Sasami held her close. “I.. love you..” she repeated with as much strength as she 
   1.196 +could muster.
   1.197 +Smiling softly, tears starting to trickle down her face, Sasami nodded. 
   1.198 +“Thanks, Misao-chan. Those are the nicest words I could ever hear.” Placing a 
   1.199 +hand on Misao’s cheek, she leaned forward, kissing the raven haired girl as 
   1.200 +gently as she could despite the pounding in her heart that ached for more. The 
   1.201 +soft lips were still bloody, giving the kiss a coppery taste. “Misao-chan...” 
   1.202 +Sasami wiped at her eyes, trying to control her emotions but finding it 
   1.203 +impossible. “Now you have to stay. You have to stay with me. Because I love 
   1.204 +you. And I won’t leave you alone.”
   1.205 +“Sasami...” Misao whispered weakly, managing a faint smile. “Thanks, 
   1.206 +Sasami... I don’t want to be alone..” She closed her eyes tiredly, feeling so warm 
   1.207 +and peaceful in Sasami’s arms. The pain didn’t even seem to be there, in her 
   1.208 +body or in her heart. The blue haired girl’s voice sounded so distant as she lay 
   1.209 +against her. Was it becoming more insistent? She couldn’t tell as everything 
   1.210 +started to slow down. She was so tired. It would be nice to get some rest. Some 
   1.211 +rest in the arms of the girl she loved. Everything started to get brighter as her 
   1.212 +spirits rose. She was finally happy. “I.. love you... sami..” 
   1.213 +
   1.214 +“Owww...” Misao tried to roll over in bed as pain stabbed her... 
   1.215 +everywhere. Her whole body hurt. She felt like she’d just gotten back from 
   1.216 +being beat up by her entire class. Except Sasami. Sasami would never do that. 
   1.217 +She tried to sit up in bed but found it nearly impossible. She weakly slumped 
   1.218 +back down onto her pillow. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the IV in her 
   1.219 +arm. Not the doctor. Anywhere but there. They always wound up hurting her. 
   1.220 +The chill of fear building inside of her was immediately quelled by a sweet 
   1.221 +voice near her bedside.
   1.222 +“Misao-chan! You’re awake,” Sasami exclaimed joyously, rubbing the 
   1.223 +sleep from her eyes as she slipped out of the chair she’d been sitting in and 
   1.224 +reached the raven haired girl. All of the worry that had been turning her stomach 
   1.225 +in knots for the past few hours finally loosened its grip on her. Seeing Misao 
   1.226 +awake reassured her that everything would be alright. 
   1.227 +“Sasami-chan?” Confusion swirled around in Misao’s still drugged 
   1.228 +mind. She wanted to pull out the IV, but somehow she doubted Sasami would let 
   1.229 +her go through with it. But just seeing the blue haired girl there was enough to 
   1.230 +soothe her frayed soul. 
   1.231 +“Shh... Try not to move too much. You’re supposed to get some rest. 
   1.232 +Your mother was really worried about you. The doctors spent a long time 
   1.233 +making you better. But she’ll be glad to know you’re all right now.” Reaching 
   1.234 +down, Sasami took Misao’s hand in her own. It was cold to the touch. A smile 
   1.235 +graced her face when Misao’s hand weakly held on. “It’s going to be alright 
   1.236 +now, Misao-chan.”
   1.237 +Misao’s eyes slid closed as everything slowly started coming back to 
   1.238 +her. All of the fear and pain from her memories seemed almost as potent even 
   1.239 +then through her sleepy mind. Tears welled up in her aquamarine eyes. Sasami’s 
   1.240 +warm fingers reached out, brushing them away from her soft, pale skin. 
   1.241 +“Sasami-chan...”
   1.242 +“I promise. I promise it will all be better. I’ll make sure it is because I 
   1.243 +won’t leave your side.” Sasami smiled brightly, even through the tears that 
   1.244 +started to build up in her own eyes. It had been quite a scare earlier, but now she 
   1.245 +was just glad she had the chance to fix things. She bent down over the other girl, 
   1.246 +giving her a soft, lingering kiss. “I love you, Misao-chan.”
   1.247 +Misao blushed fiercely but couldn’t do much else, her mind nearly 
   1.248 +freezing. The whole thing seemed worth it, if only for that. She would go 
   1.249 +through that pain over and over again if it meant she could be with Sasami. Her 
   1.250 +mind clouded over, but now with a much warm and fuzzier feeling than the pain. 
   1.251 +She couldn’t help but believe Sasami that things would be better. How could 
   1.252 +they not be with her? “I love you, too, Sasami-chan.”
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