the greatest love story ever told;

[succinct]

[ She had known. Both of them had known, that being aides to Prince Zen mean facing danger on all sides, at any given time. They had known that their first priority was their prince.

And yet, the amount of panic and anger that surges up when she sees Mitsuhide fall in the middle of a bandit attack is so sudden that Kiki almost stumbles from the overwhelming force of it. She doesn't, of course; there are too many attackers left standing, and while Zen has escaped with Shirayuki, her partner has fallen.

She doesn't bother to check on him, to verify how bad his injuries are. Instead, Kiki throws herself into the fight with renewed fervor, driving them all away from Mitsuhide, cutting them down in silent, angry slashes.

And when she's left standing, she staggers as quickly as she can, dropping to her knees beside Mitsuhide and automatically checking him for the worst of his injuries with slightly shaking fingers. Adrenaline, she tells herself. She'd be steady otherwise. ]

Answer me. Mitsuhide!

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[cavaliering]

[Not giving much of a clue, there, Kiki--but Mitsuhide isn't given much of a chance to figure it out from that, and then Zen is there.

He gets some time with Shirayuki (she'd scold him, he imagines, if he wasn't already half-conscious) as she and the palace healers work on his wound, but Kiki did a decent enough job staunching the blood flow that it's nothing life threatening.

Which is a relief, because it means that a few hours later, he's in a bed and not being poked and prodded by concerned people. This is a huge improvement, even if he is exhausted. But he can't rest yet--he's got too many thoughts bouncing around in his head about what Kiki may or may not have said.]

[succinct]

[ Given ample time to get herself cleaned up (and a new shirt), Kiki still takes an additional hour before she speaks with Zen about checking on her partner. He's asleep by now, she imagines. It won't cause any harm to just look in on him.

It's also why she won't say anything when she enters, leaning against the doorframe for a minute as she studies him. Good; he looks better. ]

[cavaliering]

[It takes him a moment (he was probably dozing) before he stirs and realizes that she's there.

Or, well, he hopes she's there, or the possibility that he was hallucinating before increases.

Well, nothing for it but to see. He tilts his head that way.]

Kiki...?

[succinct]

[ She shifts away from the door now, taking a step or two closer to the bed. ]

You say that like you don't remember what I look like.

[cavaliering]

[That gets a bit of a laugh, quiet but truly amused.]

I wasn't sure if you were really there or not...

What a relief.

[succinct]

... You haven't properly slept, have you?

[ MITSUHIDE... ]

[cavaliering]

[And maybe it's his exhaustion or his "hallucinations" or the fact that his guard is down, but the answer is obvious to that, isn't it?]

No. I wanted to see you first...

[maybe "wanted" isn't the right word...?]

Sorry, I mean I needed to see you first.

[succinct]

[ Leave it to Mitsuhide to be painfully sincere when he was either in an odd state of mind or completely exhausted. It's almost endearing as it is exasperating, and Kiki sighs before she plants both hands on her hips. ]

And here I am. Care to take care of yourself now?

[cavaliering]

[He just looks wry at her sigh--at least that's something familiar.

But he shakes his head a little, shoulders slumping.]

I don't think so. It's just that...I can't tell if I imagined it or not.

[usually he's pretty good at reading Kiki, but like this...it's hard to say for certain.]

[succinct]

Imagined what?

[ Kiki, don't be mean to the poor guy who almost died. ]

[cavaliering]

[so cruel.

And with a response like that, he can't help but look up at the ceiling, sighing faintly and smiling even at the memory.]

I must be pretty desperate to have imagined something like that...

But it was something I will treasure regardless.

[succinct]

[ she moves now, seating herself on the edge of his bed. ]

Treasuring something you thought up? Isn't that even stranger than your usual?

[cavaliering]

[...ha. He glances over at her, before returning his view to the ceiling.]

Maybe.

It's just that...if your dreams came true, even if you were imagining it, wouldn't you treasure that moment?

[succinct]

I'd rather treasure a moment that actually existed. Otherwise, wouldn't it still be a dream?

[cavaliering]

[which is, admittedly, enough to get him to look at her. She doesn't usually tolerate too much silliness, much less actively encourage it.]

...Unless I wasn't imagining it after all. I think that would be the best possible outcome.

[succinct]

[ ... There we go. ]

You weren't imagining it.

[cavaliering]

[...ah. It takes him a moment to process that, and then a tired but undeniably happy smile spreads across his face.]

...Is that so...

Then I think I'm the luckiest person who's ever been stabbed.

...Kiki. I fell for you a long time ago.

[succinct]

[ Her own lips quirk up in a smile, one not as wide, but probably just as genuine. ]

You mean, when you realized I wasn't a man?

[cavaliering]

[Okay, now there's the time for embarrassment. He blushes, chuckling ruefully.]

Alright, you've got me there. I really messed that one up, huh?

[...but now that it's confirmed, his eyes are drooping, even if he's doing his absolutely best to stay awake.]

Still...I'm glad you're by my side now.

[succinct]

[ after a pause, Kiki reaches out to rest a hand on his head. ]

Go to sleep. I'm not going anywhere.

[cavaliering]

[He just sighs at that, in clear relief, and slumps a little, finally allowing himself to relax.

After all, Kiki is there, and everything he'd ever wanted has come true, so what does he even have to stay awake for?]

...All right...

[And he'll easily drift off to sleep with Kiki at his side.]

[succinct]

[ True to her word, she won't budge. She'll eventually drag a chair to his bedside and keep watch over him, only dozing every so often. Zen understands. ]