Tw // Character Death , Blood

Time is a man made construct, right?

Daisuke wished it weren't.

Because he needed more.

Just a few seconds.

To thank Haru. For everything. For coming back every time he pushed him away. For being there for him. For being his partner.

But time is a man-made construct.

Daisuke's money can't buy him more time.

He wished it could.

He only needed a few seconds.

To push Haru out of the way.

To take Shigemaru's bullet himself.

A few seconds, so he could be the one laying on the deck of the ship. Blood pouring out of his chest.

A few seconds, maybe less than five.

So Daisuke wouldn't have to run to Haru now.

And hold Haru's head in his lap.

And watch the light fade from his eyes.

And hear him whisper, "Don't cry, Daisuke."

But Daisuke can't stop crying.

The tears blur his vision as he loses the most important person in his life.

Daisuke needs a few more seconds.

To tell Haru "I'm sorry."

Because Daisuke blames himself.

Because if Daisuke had a few more seconds, then he and Haru would be standing side by side.

As partners.

But time can't be bought.

And Daisuke knows this.

He cries.

And the tears blur his vision.