[Kamikaze Chinchilla]

Nobuo was a spirit of hatred and vengeance, and love was just something that couldn't fit in, despite having the awareness that he did have it at before, several times. He knew it wasn't normal, but that wouldn't change unless his own spirit was appeased, but he didn't have enough of his memories to figure out what it was that he needed to do. He just knew he had to do something, and it was clawing inside his mind, trying to break free. Despite promising to protect Toshi, he grinned, "So when I am weak, she is strong..and when I am strong, she is weak? It's starting to look like that." So long as Toshi wasn't dead or hurt he was ok with it, his own selfish emotions now emerging. It meant that he can get closer to fulfilling what he wanted, whatever he was after.


He reached down, his fingers gently combing through her hair and then lightly brushed over her cheeks. She was the exact resemblance of a person he once knew, someone he once gave his heart to, but he couldn't feel love towards her, only the satisfaction in knowing she was a stepping stone. A tool to help him advance, so to say. And he didn't care if it ended up being a person.

He looked at the elder, "Maybe I want her to sleep like this, for me. So don't let her know about her heritage..or better, don't let her wake up." However, as he was almost ready to make sure that the elders would do just that, the words echoed through his mind, and suddenly he snapped his head up, realizing just exactly what had come out of his mouth. His arm reverted back and he started to worry about Toshi again, "How long does that medicine last?" Yuu looked to Toshi again and grabbed her hand, tears welling up in his eyes, "I'm so sorry..This is my fault.." He knelt down, his hands wrapped around hers and brought them closer to himself, feeling her warmth within his hands and his forehead, and hoping that she would respond to his touch.