Over two months have passed since Kuro was admitted to the hospital, I'm starting to get worried. I keep trying to tell myself that he'll recover, that it's just my anxiety messing with my head; but this sickening feeling in my stomach wont leave, the feeling that something terrible is going to happen.

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Saturday June 2nd 6:33 PM

"Kenma are you sure you're alright" I heard Yachi's voice on the other side of the phone.

"I'm fine.." I mumbled, in attempt to not wake up Kuro, who was sleeping soundly in his hospital bed.

"It doesn't sound like it" She murmured glumly.

I sighed and tried to figure out a way to respond, "Yachi I'm fine...really I am! Kuro is going to recover.....he is...right?" I spoke in a hushed whisper, seemingly trying to convince myself of it.

"Kenma...he'll be fine. Kuro is strong, he'll fight his way through it" 

"Yeah...I-I'll call you back later" I cut the phone before she could reply, I could already feel the tears trickling down my face but I quickly wiped them away, some falling onto my pants from the crouched position I was in.

Suddenly I heard a soft cough and jolted my head upwards to find Kuro staring at me, both in pain and in sympathy, as in 'I can't believe I put you through this I'll never forgive myself'.

"Kenma" He said cautiously as I quickly wiped my tears away, trying my best to look like I hadn't been crying.

He smiled weakly at me, "Kenma I'm dying."

I stared at him in shock.

"No you're not" I scooted my chair closer to him to the point where my knees were touching the bed, almost up to the mattress.

"Kenma...I'm dying" He repeated again.

"N-" I was cut off by a loud cough escaping his mouth. He looked over at me again, defeat plastered over his face.

"You don't have to pretend that I'm not...I know I am. Pudding my dad died from lung cancer, so did my grandpa, and so did my great grandma. It's hopeless Ken.."

"No!" I screamed, louder than I intended "You're not dying! You're not leaving me here Kuro!"

I know it sounded selfish... but frankly I really didn't care at that moment. Kuro was everything for me, if I loose him then my life would barely even have a meaning anymore.

Kuro managed a smile, "Yeah...I won't", but I could hear the uncertainty in his voice, it infuriated me but I tried not to let it show.

I don't care what it takes..

Kuro is going to live...if he doesn't then.....

I might do something he would never forgive me for.