FOR A WHILE THERE WAS ONLY FIRE. red, piping hot tearing through ever fiber of his body. granting him unimaginable power ( the power to kill a god ) at the cost of a most painful death. && oh the pain. unbearable even for maito gai, who was well acquainted with the eight inner gates. but if it’s to protect the world for lee && gaara’s sake, for kakashi, for tenten, for neji who sacrificed himself.
followed by another flame. one that didn’t consume him. ghostly bright blue, a turquoise && golden eye staring down at him, refusing to let him die. in the deepest parts of his subconscious gai knew what this meant what lee had done and somehow, that hurt more than the gate of death did. it could’ve been weeks, maybe months or just seconds that death’s grasp && matatabi’s claws struggled to take or preserve gai’s life.
the soft, rythmic sound of gai’s heart rate monitor was the first thing to call him back. the first thing which moved were his twitching fingers && GODS, gai shouldn’t have done that. the searing pain immediately ripping through his body. a gentle, pained moan left his throat. disoriented onyx eyes opened, his first dizzied thought was to have awoken in the yamanaka flower shop the sheer amount of flowers both to his left && right. the sweet scent overshadowing even the overly sterile hospital smell gai hated so much. gai’s head turns && how he’d recognize him anywhere. ❝ SHI KAKA SHI. . . ❞
he no longer feels matatabi’s presence in his body. IT COULDN’T BE. could it?? typical for gai ❝ LEE WHERE’S WHERE ❞ @flashfall :))))))))
