"Close Your Eyes, Daisuke."

Daisuke stood on the doorway in horror, eyes shut after Swansea told him to close his eyes, hearing your last gasp as Swansea drove an axe across your face and the sound of your body falling to the ground as he could feel his eyes water. He knew why Swansea did it, Jimmy.. Curly... They all saw the way it affected you, the way everything made you paranoid and crazy and psycho. If Swansea hadn't done it Jimmy would've anyway. But if Swansea hadn't made you go in the vent, Daisuke clenched his hands at the thought, anger and sadness washing over.

But now Daisuke slowly opened his eyes and stared down at you body, your lifeless eyes opening just once, just once as you immediately stared at him. Which only made tears stream down his face. Swansea slowly being the axe out and stepping back as he turned his head away, not daring to look as Daisuke rushed over and fell to his knees beside you. He didn't care that you were weird or a freak, you were his best friend- his everything and now you were dying. You were his moon, his star- and now just darkness. Darkness as the light in your eyes left and your body went cold in his arms as he held you tight, refusing to let go as Swansea tried to grab his arm to pull him away, Daisuke refused to let go, refused to let go of Swansea. This was his fault, his fault for making you go in the vent and now you were dying in his arms as he sniffled.