When Hana had told me it wasn't working, that my efforts had merely been in vain, I wanted to die alongside of him. If Hyaku was dead, where would I go? Darkness blanketed my vision as the pain in my arm dulled to a small throbbing sensation as my body began to go into shock.
Suddenly, my eyes were open, and I was looking into the faces of my deceased family. "Mom?" I choked out upon seeing her brilliantly shining face. "Dad?" I looked over at him, who was holding my baby sister. If I was with them, then that meant-
"You aren't dead, Kiana," my mother answered the thought that I had thought I had kept in my head.
"Not yet anyway," my father added with a small smile.
"So, I will die," I said as a tear rolled down my cheeks, I fell forwards into my mother's open arms.
She hugged me, rubbing my back and moving her hand over my hair. "You will eventually, but now is not your time. You deserve to live the life you deserve, with Hyaku," she told me.
"We know how happy you are with him," my father piped in.
I smiled weakly. "But, he's dead. The blood transference wasn't working. He's not coming back."
MY mother gave me a knowing look as she pulled away from and joined my father and little sister. "We love you, honey." Then the light around us intensified, and I was met again suddenly with darkness.
"Kiana?" I heard a familiar voice. No, it couldn't be him. It wasn't right. My eyes wouldn't open. "Kiana!" The voice was growing slightly panicked the longer I remained motionless.
Finally willing my eyes to open, I found myself face to face with Hyaku. Fluttering my eyes, I gasped, "Hyaku! You're alive!" I threw my good arm over his shoulder and pulled him to me for a hug.
He pulled back and kissed me on the lips. "Like I'd leave you."
