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"I don't need... a healer." Blue replied, taking her hand, and staring into her eyes with an honest look playing in his; a brief vision of something filling their dead, blank stare, "This pain is..." he stopped to breathe for a while. When he managed to inhale a long breath, he pushed himself up and got closer to her ear, "...forever." he completed his sentence.

Balancing himself on his feet, he barely stood. But, yet he stood.

"Tell me more about yourself." he said, bracing himself.

Joy jsut wagged her tail and sat down beside Blue and patted him on the head."My poor wittle Bluey always gets hurt no?" She then looked at Shinko and smiled,her eyes and fuzzy yellow ears perked up."Ohh Joy is jsut sued to seeing Blue getting hrut..its pretty much everyday..kidna anooying at times!!" She laugehd and took her a hand for her to shake."Joy is Joy,ncie to meet'cha Shinkookami-san."

"Nice to meet you Joy, even if it isn't under the best circumstances."

Shinko looked worriedly at Blue, poor guy! This must be awful to live with. Not thinking, she brushed his hair away from his face.

"Why are you like this?"

((That's the problem. Raven isn't here. She hasn't been for a loong time. xd (Okay I probably SHOULDN'T smile about it)))

He smiled bitterly in reply to the question. Blue Bastarache sighed. He felt it all stir inside of him; a void he couldn't deny or accept. He found it's acceptance in denial and it's denial in acceptance. This sick, abstract halo was the script of his existence.

"I am... like this because..." he said, his eyes staring into Shinko's with their blank but piercing stare, "...there are some things you can't return. Visitors come by you and leave their napkins, their rings, their wallets, their golden chains... And yet, while you can return all these, you can't return their pains. It's a long story... Don't worry. I'll be... I'll..." he couldn't complete his sentence, as he felt a sharp pain enter into his head, he shook, his hand reaching out to hold something. His icy touch found her shoulder, and gripped it tight. Blood started to flow out of his nose and eyes, as his hand started to shake.

"But this used to be better..." he whispered to himself, trying to sustain his breathing, "I am pleased to... meet... y... ou..." he could let out to Shinko, "Very pleased indeed." he added in a quick pace.

"You can start by not wasting any more of your clothes on this. The bleeding should cease in time... And..." he felt the cuts working their ways onto his arms; automatically. He felt them go deeper than before, drawing even more blood, making his fragile balance even more frail, "You can only wait at times like these... USually... it subsides. On it's own..." then, he felt the cuts start to patch themselves up, slowly, but effectively. Blood was still running down from his nose and eyes.

"Joy has done enough... her mere presence is... soothing." he looked at Joy with grateful eyes; and then, his grateful eyes turned to Shinko, "Thank you." he said, "For just being physically present."

Blue Bastarache smiled in reply; it was a sincere smile this time- it brought light into his eyes. Afterwards, his smile faded, and left it's place to the ever-present sickness onto his face.

"Glad if I could help." Bastarache said to her comment, and then, heard her words about Joy, "She really does have a name that suits her..." he said, looking onto the ground, "You said you were part Faerie..." Blue Bastarache stopped. His eyes were filled with a broken sadness that defied all joy around him; a distant stare that missed memories.

"I had known a part Faerie once..." he said, tears mixed into his voice, "And as for how you can help by standing there is... watch me bleed. That's all. I need to know someone is watching. I need to see someone is there. It fills the void."

Blue Bastarache witnessed her wings sprout and appear. His eyes were opened wide as he saw the shape and the colour. He fell onto his knees, his hand slipping away from hers, his eyes filling with tears, his breath choking him; the ground underneath him was filled with spikes...

He felt a scream build - a motion he hadn't felt in such a long time. As the scream climbed up to his throat, he felt the cuts reappear, this time, encircling around his arms, his upper torso, his legs... and his face. He felt one slice right through his lips, and the ohter cut through his eyelids, making blood block his vision. Reaching out, his hands found hers, as he looked up to her, with blood all over his face.

"Bless me..." he said, the scream emerging little by little, "IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS HOLY, BLESS ME!!! I LOVED YOU!!! YOU KNOW I NEVER WANTED TO HURT YOU!!!"

He felt her kiss burn through the blood and the cuts on his forehead. He felt the familiar warmth emerge.

"You are here..." he said, his tears mixing with the blood as they fell, the sadness in him almost choking him, "You are here, Raven... I'm so glad... I'm just so glad..." he held her hands, and then pulled her onto her knees; and wrapping his arms around her, he embraced her tight, "I'm so glad... I was lost without you." he said, slowly rocking her back and forth.