【MIYU】Fierce field battle

After brushing off the feathers, Yuichiro saw a large purplish bruise, and there were obvious purple scars on his pale arms.Yuichiro seemed a little dazed, and then he randomly found a bleeding spot on his forearm and pressed it, the color first became lighter at the poked place, and then returned to the original bruise, with a dull pain.

Michael took his other hand, and gently placed his hands on the bruises on his arms, one by one, so soft that he almost didn't touch him, his slender fingers stuck to Yuichiro's bruises. on the skin.

"Tsk." Yuichiro said.

Yuichiro tried to remember what happened last night, the pain that happened to him, but nothing at all.There wasn't a moment when he felt like Michael was hugging too hard, or that Michael's hand was gripping too tightly.He just remembered that he wanted him, that he wanted this man to hug him even harder, and he was so happy, and Michael did.

"I'm sorry, Yuu..." Just as Yuichiro was staring at the bruises, the blond boy whispered in his ear.

"I knew this would happen, I shouldn't..." He frowned, lowered his head, and let out a low voice of disgust. "My guilt is far greater than the apology I can tell you."

The boy was in so much pain that he covered his head with both hands and remained motionless.

Yuichiro sat there for a long time, lost in amazement, now that he knew what was going on, he had to try to understand Michael's pain.It turned out that this process was so painful for Michael, and it was completely different from Yuichiro's pleasure.

After the shock, Yuichiro's head went blank, he didn't even know what to say, how should he explain it to Michael properly?How could he make Mikael feel the same happiness as himself, at least the happiness that Yuichiro was intoxicated with just a quarter of an hour ago.

Yuichiro touched the other's arm, but Mikael didn't respond to him.He grabbed the blond boy's wrist, trying to get his hand off his face, but Yuichiro couldn't move the statue.

"Micah."

He still didn't move.

"Micah?"

Still no response.Well, let him tell him.

"I don't feel sorry for anything, Micah. I... I didn't even have time to tell you that I'm so happy, it's nothing. Don't get mad, don't, I'm really..."

"Xiaoyou, don't tell me 'yes'." The boy's voice was as cold as ice. "If you still respect my judgment, don't say you're okay."

"But, I'm fine." Yuichiro muttered softly.

"Xiaoyou..." Michael was almost sobbing. "do not do that."

"No, it's you who should stop doing this, Micah." Yuichiro retorted.

He finally lowered his arm, looking at Yuichiro warily with blue eyes.

"Don't spoil this," Yuichiro told him. "I'm very happy."

"But I have already ruined all of this." Michael said softly.

"Then don't talk about it." The black-haired boy replied sharply, and he heard Mikael's teeth clenched.The irritability in the mood made You moan dissatisfied, saying: "Why can't you read my mind? It's really inconvenient to block thoughts!"

Hearing this, Mikael looked at him with wide eyes, a little puzzled.It was the first time he had heard that Yuichiro wanted him to hear his inner thoughts. Isn't this what Yuichiro didn't want to read?

"Don't Xiaoyou like that I can't read your mind?"

"not today."

He stared at the black-haired boy: "Why?"

Yuichiro raised his hand with great effort, ignoring the soreness caused by the tugging of his muscles.He patted Michael's chest heavily with his palm. "Because if Micah could see how I'm feeling now, or 5 minutes ago, anyway, you'd feel like all your troubles were unnecessary. I was so happy just now, and now it's all messed up, and now I'm really a little angry gone."

"You should be angry with me." Michael said lightly.

"Well, yeah, does that make you feel better?"

Michael sighed. "No, I don't think there's anything I can do right now."

"Enough." Yuichiro snapped back angrily. "That's why I'm mad, you're always twisting me, Micah."

Yuichiro took a deep breath, feeling more pain creeping up, but it wasn't that bad.Yuichiro swallowed his anger and switched to a coaxing tone. "We all knew it was a tricky problem, we kind of thought about it, and then it was a lot easier than I expected, and it's really nothing."

Mikael's face turned blue instantly, and Yuichiro had to swallow the rest of the sentence.

"Nothing? Did you ever think that you would become like this, Xiaoyou? Did you foresee that I would hurt you? Or did you think worse? Do you think that if you can survive it, it is a success? Did you win without a broken bone?" Mikael vented his words with a trace of anger, he had wanted to make it clear before, and he was so glad that he bit the pillow instead of Yuichiro's neck.

Yuichiro waited for him to finish venting the call, and then waited for his breath to return to normal. When Mikael's eyes calmed down, Yuichiro answered his questions calmly and cautiously.

Yuichiro lowered his eyes, his voice was almost inaudible, "I know this is very different, you are not human, I just want to explain that as a human being, I can't imagine any better life experience than this."

Mikael was silent for a long time, and after waiting for a long time, Yuichiro couldn't help but look up, his face softened, and he was thinking about something.

It seems that Mikael still has more things to apologize to Yuichiro, the boy frowned, he didn't expect Yuichiro to worry so much about him, taking into account his own feelings.But last night was indeed the best night of his life, but Mikael didn't want to think about it, at least not when Yuichiro was killed by him... Then, he didn't dare to think about it.

"But it doesn't mean it's right, even if Xiaoyou really feels this way."

"What do you mean? You think I'm just talking nonsense? Why?" Yuichiro frowned and turned to face him.

"In order to alleviate my guilt, I can't ignore these evidences, Yuu. Or every time I make a mistake, you reduce my responsibility like this."

As soon as Mikael finished speaking, Yuichiro grabbed his chin and brought his face very close. "Listen to me, Hyakuya Michael. I'm not going to pretend anything for you, understand? I don't even know why you should feel better until you start to be pessimistic. My life Zhong has never been so happy, not because you decided to love me instead of killing me, not because I woke up the first morning and saw you waiting for me at the school gate...nor because I played baseball with you and was killed by Chilluk As prey, you instinctively resist this tense moment of me being hunted by another vampire, but I don't pause..." "Or when Micah says 'I do' and I realize I can have it forever Your moment. Those are my happiest memories, and this one is even better than those, so take it."

——I love three things in this world, the sun, the moon, and you.The sun exists only in the day, the moon exists only in the night, and you are forever.

Michael pointed to the pimple between his brows, and said helplessly, "I'm making you unhappy now, I don't want to do that."

"Then don't be upset, this is the only thing that went wrong here." Yuichiro suddenly put his arms around his neck and smiled comfortingly.

Michael narrowed his gaze, then he took a deep breath, and nodded. "Xiaoyou is right, the past is over, and I can't change anything. There's no need to let my mood influence you. Now I will do everything I can to make you happy."

Yuichiro looked at his face suspiciously, and he gave himself a quiet smile.

"Anything to make me happy?" Yuichiro asked, his stomach growling again.

"Xiaoyou is hungry." Mikael smiled in a low voice and said quickly.There was a flurry of feathers from the quick movement of him getting out of bed, which reminded Yuichiro, and he asked about biting the pillow.

Michael had already put on a pair of loose khaki pants and stood at the door.Yuichiro fiddled with his hair, and smoothed out a few feathers, but there were too many white down on his head, so much that he couldn't clean them off.

Yuichiro carefully jumped off the high bed to the ground and stretched his whole body again, now the pain was more obvious, more soreness and pain filled his body.Yuichiro heard Michael sigh and turned away from him.He saw Michael's hands clenched into fists, the knuckles turning white.

Yuichiro walked up to the full-length mirror, and saw himself in the mirror half-naked.

The injury was indeed more serious than Mikael said, a faint shadow crossed one cheekbone of Yuichiro, and his lips were also a little swollen, but apart from these, Yuichiro's face was pretty good.Other than that, the rest of Yuichiro's body was dotted with patches of blue and purple, and he noticed that the bruises were on the parts that were hardest to hide, the arms and shoulders.It's not that bad, skin trauma is easy to heal.Yuichiro used to have bruises that he didn't know where he got them before, but this time there were just more of them.

When Yuichiro finally managed to get the feathers nearly removed, he put on an oversized, unfamiliar white cotton shirt to hide some of the worst bruises underneath.Yuichiro pattered towards the kitchen with his bare feet, where the smell of eggs, bacon, and hot milk wafted.

Michael was standing in front of the stainless steel oven, putting a fried egg into a light blue plate on the cooking counter.Yuichiro was deeply attracted by the aroma of food, he stood not far from Mikael, and stood still.

"Xiaoyou, come here." Michael said to him.

The blond boy smiled and put the plate on the dining table. Yuichiro pulled out a wooden golden chair and sat down. Before Mikael brought all the food, he started to gobble up the hot eggs.They burned Yuichiro's throat, but he didn't care about that.

He sat down opposite Yuichiro, looked at the dark-haired boy's face, and showed a faint smile. "I don't usually cook for you."

Yuichiro swallowed another mouthful of bacon, then reminded him with a wry smile, "I'm so sleepy, and by the way, this is really good, especially something that someone doesn't usually eat."

The breakfast made by Mikael was a bit too much, with a cup of hot milk, but Yuichiro ate it happily.But not long after, when Yuichiro was eating the chicken that Michael fried for him, he suddenly felt nausea in his mouth.He saw the uncooked tender meat in the innermost layer of the chicken, where there were thin streaks of blood. Then, Yuichiro stopped chewing, put down the chicken in his hand, stood up and rushed to the bathroom quickly.

Michael watched him run away with wide-eyed eyes, and he didn't recover immediately.

Yuichiro covered his mouth with his hands, and rushed into the bathroom in one breath. He felt terrible, and even ignored Mikael who was beside him for the first time, and threw up on the toilet regardless of his image.

"Xiaoyou?"

Mikael was already standing at the door of the bathroom at some point, he watched Yuichiro crouching in front of the toilet and throwing up worriedly.Yuichiro was still spitting out the food in his throat, he couldn't answer Michael yet.Mikael didn't care too much, and came over to help him anxiously, stretched out his hand to gently stroke the boy's back, and carefully helped him brush the hair off his forehead and face until Yuichiro could breathe freely.

"Don't come here." Yuichiro pressed the button of the toilet, flushed out all the vomit in the toilet, and then quickly closed the toilet, panting. "You shouldn't see this."

Of course he wouldn't listen to you, his lover had such a situation, he couldn't tell him to go away. "Regardless of health or disease, does Xiaoyou still remember?" Mikael held his hand with tension in his voice.

"It must be because of the chicken." Yuichiro complained as he sat on the toilet a little weakly.

"Micah, can I get my bag?" He pointed to the black cloth bag on the washing machine.

This bag belonged to Yuichiro, and it contained unnamed medicine bottles, which he asked Guren to develop for him before the honeymoon started.As for the effect, he also kept it from Michael.

He opened the zipper of the bag and saw the blue-green capsule bottle that he needed to take regularly. The medicine bottle was transparent and there were about ten pills left in it. Yuichiro stopped and thought for a while.Then, the nausea came, and he threw up in front of the toilet again.

"Are you okay? Yuu." Mikael's voice became tense again.

After vomiting, Mikael put his cold hand on Yuichiro's cheek, the refreshing feeling was very comfortable and made Yuichiro feel better.

Yuichiro stared at the capsule in the bottle with a stunned expression, the black-haired boy stared at it for a long time, forgetting other things for a while.

"what happened?"

Yuichiro shook his head, signaling that he was fine. "How many days have passed since the wedding?" He asked him as he opened the medicine bottle, and then counted with his fingers, counting the second time after failing to count.

"Fifteen days, can Yuu tell me what's wrong?" Mikael replied without thinking. Yuichiro's attitude of holding back and not telling him for a long time made him go crazy.

"I got sick late."

Michael's eyes widened, as if someone had stabbed him in the heart.

"The Doomsday virus is late."