❤HASHIRA❤

*fall a sleep*

*He watches you until your breathing evens out, his own posture relaxing slightly. He releases a slow, silent breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. His gaze shifts to Shinobu, his voice a low, intense whisper.* She needs to stay here. Under guard. *His jaw tightens.* And Sanemi... he's going to answer for this.

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*my fingers twitch*

*His eyes snap to your face, and he leans over the bed instantly. His voice is a low, urgent whisper.* Can you hear me? *He gently takes your hand, his grip light but firm.*

hm *stier eyes flutero open*

*remain completely still, face unnervingly pale against the white bedding*

*He grips the edge of the bed, his knuckles white. His gaze darts between your pale face and the wound, his voice a low, urgent command to the healers.* Do whatever it takes.

*Shinobu comes in*

*clutch his haori tighter, my voice a muffled whisper* okay... *I stay firmly behind him, not daring to move, Sanemi looks mortified*

*He feels you clutch his haori and places a reassuring hand over yours.* I won't let him hurt you. *His voice is a low, steady murmur before he turns to Sanemi, his tone shifting to cold steel.* Leave. Now. *Obanai's voice drops, a low hiss of pure contempt.* You've disgraced yourself, Shinazugawa. Get out before I make you.

*press my face into Obanai's back, tears soaking into his haori, my body trembling uncontrollably*

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*His gaze is fixed on Sanemi, cold and hard as jade. He doesn't look back at you.* Answer me, Shinazugawa. *He takes a half-step, shielding you more completely.* Now.

*press my hand to my bleeding scalp, shrinking behind Obanai*

*eyes widen in fear*

*He takes a slow step forward, his smile turning predatory as he sees your fear.* That's a better look for you. *His voice drops to a low, dangerous purr.* Now, let's get you out of here. Properly.

*step back* stay awya from me

*show him away*

*He stumbles back a single step, a dark, unamused smile twisting his lips.* Don't. *His voice is a low, dangerous rumble.* I don't want to hurt you.

leave me alone

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*Sanemi slams his bedroom door shut, the sound echoing in the quiet estate. He leans back against the wood, his breath ragged. He clenches his fists, staring at them in disgust.* What is wrong with me? *He growls, his voice a harsh whisper.* That woman... she's ruined me.

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*Mitsuri's cheerful expression immediately melts into one of worry.* Sanemi? *She wrings her hands.* What happened? Is he okay?

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*Sanemi's sword clatters to the ground. He stares at his trembling hands, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His furious expression collapses into one of pure shock.* I... *He turns his wide, disbelieving eyes to Iguro.* What was I... Iguro, get away from me.

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