Feb 11 (Katekyo Hitman Reborn (KHR!)) Breathe in

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 Title: Breathe in
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Day/Theme: February 11/ It's simple: just breathe through my lungs
Pairing: Chrome, Mukuro
A/N: Ignore how horrible the ending is--my eyes are drooping, I've thought about it for about twenty minutes, and nothing else is coming to mind...
Summary: She can't breathe, she can't breathe breathe
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It's a fire, burning her inside out until it consumes everything. Her skin is hot and fuzzy, her hands throbbing in time with her heart. Something is clouding her brain until her thoughts are a scrambled mess. Her ears feel big and warm and nothing seems right. Her body is not her own, instead one of Frankstein's creatures slowly swinging to life. 

There isn't enough air, there never is. She gasps and pants and claws at her throat--maybe if she rips a hole it will relieve this stress.

This pain.

It hurts. Everything hurts. Her chest feels like someone is sitting on it, pushing it down. As though each molecule of air makes it through only to be stopped. 

(she can't breathe she can't breathe shecan'tbreathecan'tbreathebreathebreathebreathe)

"It's fine," Mukuro murmurs in her mind, demanding as usual. "Just breathe normally."

Chrome would like to listen to him, like to believe him, but her body doesn't want to follow. It just burns and burns until nothing is left, not even ashes. Just tingles and vibrates and nothing feels right.

She needs air.

"Breathe." An order this time. She can't refuse it and her mouth, with it's desert dunes and sandpaper texture, opens slowly.

"Inhale," and something manages to make it past the stopper, "Exhale," and there is now cool water where there was once fire.

In, out, in out, she gasps, greedily sucking in the air. Everything stops and calms down, her lungs working properly once more.

She stops and breathes in deeply; it's her first breath in years.