I love me some angst.
“I’m alive?” Hairu blinks.
“Y – yes. Dr. Kanou brought you back. Hairu.” Ui wraps his arms around her.
“How long was I dead?” Hairu asks slowly.
“Months,” Ui admits. “A lot has happened.
“Where’s Arima?” Will he be happy she’s back?
Ui stumbles over his words. “Um – well, Hairu – Arima – h – he – Sasaki -”
Hairu looks confused.
“Sasaki killed Arima,” Ui blurts out.
Hairu’s chin quivers. ‘I don’t believe you!”
“He’s dead. And Hirako joined Sasaki against CCG and took the kids with him,” Ui spits.
“No!” Hairu gasps. “He should be alive, not me!”
“Furuta couldn’t get to his body in time.”
“But – Arima.” Hairu doubles over and sobs. “Why am I here? I loved him, and he’s dead.”
Ui chills. “You loved him?”
“Of course I did. Everyone did.” Hairu shakes her head. “Why? Why? Why?”
“Because you were worth love, too,” Ui bursts.
“Me? Someone who’s stupid enough to get killed for slipping on blood?” Hairu chokes. “Me, more than Arima?”
And, Sasaki? She liked Sasaki. “Haise wouldn’t do this. Something isn’t right.”
“Nothing’s right anymore, except you being here.” Now Ui is crying too. He’s given up everything for her, and it’s worth it, but what if she doesn’t care about him? Please notice me. Notice I love you.
“Then promise me we’ll make it right.” Hairu leans close to him. Her fire sparks shame in Ui.
“You don’t know the things I’ve done,” he finds himself saying. But if she can believe good in Sasaki still, can she still believe good in him when he confesses capitulating to Furuta?
“We will find the truth. That’s what you’ll have done,” Hairu says, leaping off the operating table. “Please get me out of here. All these bodies scare me.”
Mercy and Magic 