Alrighty! There's gonna be a good version and bad version in this chapter. So if you wish to only read the bad version like a psychopath you can scroll down until you see the labeled section. If you only want the good section like a decent human being, you can read here and just leave when the bad section comes. Or you could read both, I really don't care-

Warning: Everyone being depressed ; mentions of blood

Enjoy Darlings! 🤗

--(GOOD ENDING: )--
--(Genya POV)--

     It had been a year since the accident. . . A whole year and my beautiful Muichiro was still cooped up in that room.
     It's been scary actually, and annoying. Everyone's constantly babying me and being like 'I'm sorry for your loss' or 'he won't make it, just get over him, it's better that way'.
     I was in my room, my brother downstairs on the phone. I love my brother, he's payed for almost anything Muichiro's needed and had insisted that Yuichiro should come live with us.
     "GENYA! Come down I have some news for you!" He shouted, uh oh. Normally when he's on long phone calls it means one thing. . . .
     I rush downstairs almost tripping because of how fast I flew through the house and into the kitchen. He sighed, I could see it in his face. Something bad.
     "Sit. Bad or good news first. . . ?"  He said, his voice sounded awfully shaky. That wasn't good, he didn't normally care for anyone or anything.
    "Uh- Bad news. . ." I say, if he died I would never have forgiven myself. It was my fault that we went that way. If I never would have asked him to go with me that night, he would probably be next to me right now. . . . Sanemi sighed,
     "Well, his one leg may need to be removed. His hip needs surgery and he probably won't be able to walk. He also probably won't live out his full life." Sanemi said, he looked away from me. I teared up, it was all my fault. I was so shocked I didn't even cry. Half of me knew this was going to happen though. . . I just didn't want it to be true. I was lost in despair I didn't even notice my brother speaking,
     "Good news, I've paid for his surgeries. . . and he's awake." I paused, processing those last three words.
     "I have to see him! When did he wake up??" I said, springing out of my chair and grabbing my brother's wrists. He froze, then took on his mean older brother personality,
     "No. He needs his rest. Yuichiro says he doesn't want anyone near him till after surgery." Sanemi says, pushing me off of him.
     "That's bullshit! Muichiro is probably hurting and confused. He needs my comfort." I scowled. He sighed, I knew he knew what I said was true. He picked up his phone and called someone.
I sat back down on one of the chairs in the kitchen, with my head down. Oh my poor Mui. . . . You're hurt, scared, probably want cuddles. I chuckled to myself at that last one.
     "Hey kiddo." Sanemi said it got my attention. He never normally called kids that, or sounded that nice. There was a response that I couldn't quite make out from whoever he was calling.
     "Jeez- Ok- OK! I'm going!" He hung up the phone and grabbed his bag,
     "Are you coming or just gonna sulk?"He said, he looked at me. Mui. . . . I ran out that door faster than him, I was strapped into the car before he could even blink.
     "OK OK JEEZ!" He said running to catch up to me. He started up the car and we were on our way. I swear I blinked once and we were already there. Did we teleport? Or was my brother some sort of magician?
We pulled up to the hospital, and walked through the front doors. The lady at the front desk knew us by now, and probably knew Yuichiro by now. We didn't even have to say anything. She led us straight to his room.
      "He woke up around an hour ago, don't be loud, no fast movements ok? If anything happens press the red button by the door." She says as she signals to Sanemi to follow her. He nods and they both walk down the hall and turn around the corner. I could tell they were talking about the surgeries.
     I stood in front of the door at first I was unsure if I should just barge in or knock.
     "He won't do that, you know that." I heard a muffled voice. I didn't recognize it,
     "But brother. . . . Look at me! I won't be able to walk again. . . I may not even live to 20." His voice stops there. Muichiro- I knew his voice. It sounded so hurt and broken. I wanted to rush in and hug him, but I found myself knocking on the door instead.
    Both of the boys inside went silent and Yuichiro came to the door. Yuichiro opened the door, and I saw one of his eyes peeking at me. He instantly came out and shut the door behind him.
     "I-" I tried to say but he shushed me.
     "I know, if you hurt him I will break you." He says shooting daggers at me, he slowly took a step away from me. Then went down the hall to speak with Sanemi and the Lady who were discussing some things.
     I sighed, I opened the door slightly and peaked in. Last time I visited him, he was deadly pale and stretched out on the bed. It pained me so much- I stood in the entry a little too long, he couldn't see me because of the angle, because,
    "Brother?" Mui said he tried to tilt himself to see the entry but, I could tell he regretted it because he let out a little squeak and cowered back. My heart, he looked like a mess- His left leg, or what was left of it, was strapped up hanging above him, his right leg was resting on the bed normally. His hips were weirdly shifted to be more on the right side. His eyes. . . . They looked scared and broken.
     "Who's there? Brother?" He said again, his voice was shaky. I sobbed a little bit. Also because I knew this was my fault. . . . I stepped out in front of him and sat on the stool near the bed. I expected him to react differently but instead he just looked at me terrified.
     "Who-" He asked again, this time he began to cry. I stood next to him and just hugged him, being gentle of course. He paused for a moment as if processing, then he hugged back. He just sobbed. He cried into me and snuggled his head into my chest. He shifted torso so it could face me, it looked uncomfortable so I tried to push him back into a comfy position.
   "Genya! Wha- Has it really been a year?" He asked, quietly in between sobs.
    "Yes. . . ." I sighed, patting his head. I ran my fingers through his hair, it was still silky smooth.
     "Genya. . . ." He mumbled.
     "Yes. . . ?" I asked.
     "Why are you still. . . with me?" He said quietly clinging onto me as if I was going to walk out right then right there.
     "Because you're Muichiro. MY Muichiro, I don't care if you're like this, what matters is that I can be with you." I said, kissing his forehead.
      "Thank you. . . ." He mumbled and his grip loosened.
     "There are a few things though. . . ." He said, not lifting up his head. I sighed, I continued to rub my hands through his hair.
     "The doctor said. . . . She said- well, she said I may not make it past 20-" His voice cracked. I took a breath,
     "That's. . . . ok. We'll make these two years the best two years alright?" I said starting to rub his back.
    "Oh. . ." He chuckled,
    "Did I already have my 18th birthday?" He asked, chuckling slightly.
    "Yep, I brought you your favorite flowers, and we all took turns reading to you." I said, sighing.
    "When you turn 19 we are doubling everything to make up for 18th being so 'not flamboyant.'" We both chuckled at that.
    "Genya? Uh. . . There's one more serious thing-" Muichiro said, he looked at my face for a minute, but he couldn't look me in the eyes. I nodded for him to go on but he didn't seem to notice.
    "Yes?" I asked, a little worried now.
   "I. . . . Can't-" He paused and began to tear up. I patted his head,
   "Shh, you're fine, we'll get through this together alright?" I said, trying to reassure him.
   "But it's not fine! I can't see Genya!" He sobbed and turned towards my direction. Oh no. . . .         That's why he didn't recognize me, that's why he hasn't made eye contact with me. . . oh not my poor Muichiro. . . not my Muichiro-
     He was right, his eyes looked clouded over- they were hidden by fear. I hugged him as he sobbed into my shoulder. The door opened and Yuichiro walked in. He looked upset, like he was crying.
     He instantly saw Muichiro who had stopped crying on me and looked towards the door. Yuichiro just silently began to cry and just sat on the floor there covering his mouth and leaning on the wall.
I felt so bad, after all they were the only family they had left.
    "Yuichiro. . . ?" Muichiro called out quietly. He slowly let go of me and turned his body to face the door. Yuichiro just looked at us, he looked so broken. He just began to sob again, looking away from us and down at the floor.
     "Yes Mui, Yuichiro is here. . . ." I said, I could feel my voice shaking. It was so depressing to watch, because I know how much it hurts him. Muichiro began to tear up, but he reached out one of his arms to the area where he heard Yuichiro's sobs.
     Yuichiro got up slowly and just sprinted over to Mui, grabbing his hand and hugging him. Muichiro hugged them back and they both just sorta stayed there.
    "Uh. . . What's going to happen to me. . . exactly?" Muichiro asked after a minute of silence. Yuichiro looked up at him then me.
   "Well-" He stopped and his voice cracked. Muichiro was still holding Yuichiro's hand, but he slowly started to lean on me for more comfort. Yuichiro took a deep breath,
    "Sorry. . . . But well- You're going to go through a lot of surgery, alright? Then walking therapy. . and then who knows what-" He said, his voice speeding up as if he were panicking at just the thought of it. 
    "Oh. . . ." Muichiro said his head dropped down a bit. I sighed, I could tell the twins just wanted a break. I'm pretty sure Muichiro is still processing this whole thing.
    The door to Mui's room opened as two nurses came in. Yuichiro began to tear up and took my wrist and led me out of the room.
    "Is the offer still available? For me to stay at your house?" Yuichiro asked, he seems to have calmed down.
    "Yes absolutely." I trusted Muichiro with the nurses, besides I think I need to get out of the hospital. It's driving me insane. Once Muichiro is done with surgeries I'm not letting go of him. I will make him an oversized baby harness. He will survive.
     We made our way out of the building, Sanemi had texted me saying that he was by the car. He was a little surprised to see Yui, but I think he was happy he finally decided to come with us. Who knows how he's been coping alone in a house with no one to help him.
    "How is he?" Sanemi asked in the car, Yui was asleep in the back seat.
    "Shaky. I don't even know how to describe how he is mentally-" I said, turning around to watch Yuichiro in the backseat.
   "And Muichiro?" He asked.
  "Scared, blind, alone. I feel so bad for him. . . ." I said, the thought of him being alone after the surgery pained me. I will be there for him after, I will never leave him.

-_-_-Time-Skip to 3 weeks later-_-_-

    "Please can we go there, I can't wait anymore!" Yuichiro whined, he had been arguing with Sanemi all morning.
   "Please!" I added on, last time we saw Mui was three weeks ago before the majority of his surgeries. I have been dying, I need to see him.
  "If you both shut up! We need to wait one more day, they said the surgeries went well though." He said, he slammed his coffee mug on the counter, thankfully it didn't break. Yui frowned.
  "I'll walk there if I have too." He said, grabbed one of his bags and was out the door. I got up to follow him, but Sanemi stopped me.
  "It's rough for him. I think he just needs a breather." Then Sanemi went into the other room to make a phone call. Around five minutes has passed, and Sanemi re-entered the room I was in. He grabbed his bag and looked at me.
   "Well? Were going to go see him." He said, and I grabbed my bag as well. I hope he's ok. . . . Three weeks alone and scared after surgery. Hopefully the nurses and surgeons have been nice. I hope he isn't mad we sorta ghosted him- No don't think like, I won't ever leave him.
      We went to the car and buckled in, I was in the passenger streat.
      "He couldn't have gotten that far, let's just go this way and we'll probably run into him." He said, he started the car and we began down the street. I hummed as a response, keeping my eyes on the roads and sidewalks looking for Yuichiro.
      We didn't get far, just a couple turns away from our house and I saw him walking, he was listening to music. He drove next to him and he pulled his hood over his head and sped up in an attempt to ignore us.
     Sanemi kept the car a steady pace, matching Yuichiro's walking speed.
     "Yuichiro please," I started, I rolled down the window to talk to him.
     "I'm not going back so just go home." He said, I could hear how upset he was in his voice.
     "No, we're not talking you back. We're going to see him." I said, a little bit harsher then I ment too.
      He looked at me, yep, I could see tears stream down his cheeks. He looked hesitant and then stopped walking. I sighed and unbuckled getting out of the car. I hugged him reassuringly, and forcefully got him to sit in the back of the car.
     I stayed back there in the back seat behind Sanemi and nodded my head, Sanemi continued the drive to the hospital. Yuichiro looked forward, he looked dead.
     This must have broken the twins on a whole nother level. I'm glad once this is over they'll be able to rest.
     We finally got to the hosptial- it felt like ages. The nurse immediately led us straight to his room, she's used to us barging in. We opened the door and Muichiro was asleep. Sanemi left to go somewhere else.
     Yuichiro went over and sat on one of the chairs near the window, gazing out the window. I myself pulled another chair right next to his bed. I sighed, stroking his sleeping face.
     His left leg was completely gone, there was only his hip. His right leg had been amputated to his knee. His arms were fine though, and all the cuts on his face had healed, revealing his beautiful face once more.
     I sat back up and continued to look at him. It took around five minutes for him to wake up and I think he could tell who I was,
     "Genya!" He mumbled excitedly, still being half asleep.
     "Why hello Mui, you ok?" I asked,
     "I feel a lot better then I did, the nurses are so nice to!" He smiled. That's good to hear, at least he wasn't depressed. Yuichiro came over and hugged him.
    "When can we go home?" He asked, leaning into Yuichiro's hug.
    "Today, were going to try and get you walking." Sanemi said, he walked in with some papers. Muichiro smiled slightly, I think he's excited to finally leave this place.
     I wonder how our friends will react to him being fine now, im sure that word has already spread that he's woken up. But as far as I'm concerned none of them were allowed to visit, we've all been busy in our own ways.
     I held Muichiro's hand as we sat him up on bed, he was against using a wheelchair but he didn't really have a choice. There's not much he can do with only half a leg. Sanemi signed a few more papers and Muichiro was saying goodbye to two nurses that kept him company.
     Finally we left the building! A whole year and a half of being in and near that wretched place! Of course I'm glad it exists because if it didn't. . . . I shuddered I didn't want to think about a scenario where my Muichiro didn't make it.
     We had his weird wheelchair in the trunk, apparently it could fold itself to fit in smaller places. Muichiro sat with me and Yuichiro in the back, I practically had my arm over him the whole car ride back. Yuichiro did the same, and we fought over who got to carry him into the house. Muichiro had to shush us both because Sanemi was about to bust a vein.
     Luckily I got to carry him back inside. Though I definitely wasn't expecting what would happen. Yuichiro opened the door and confetti was blasted at our faces, Muichiro even screamed slightly at the giant,
    "WELCOME BACK!" All of our friends said, our squad was here, Tanjiro, Nezuko, Aoi, Kanao, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Murata, and even little Senjuro! Even brothers friends were here, Shinobu, Tengen, Mitsuri, Kyojuro, Giyuu, Obanai, Gyomei! Oh my gosh it was amazing!
    I was so surprised and amazed I didn't noticed Muichiro clinging on to me looking all confused, I'm sure he figured out that it was a surprise welcome back party, but I bet it's confusing being blind and hearing the commotion.
    I patted his head as I sat him down and everyone took turns telling him how much they missed him and how sad and boring their lives we're without him. Gyomei even talked with him about being blind. Everyone was celebrating and I could see Muichiro was happy, even Yuichiro had relaxed, even though he didn't like the attention. I smiled,

    I'm just glad we made it out alive. . . .

--(BAD ENDING: )--
--(Genya POV)--

    Warning : Mentions of Blood ; Su1c1de ; Everyone being depressed ; Bad ending

    It's been a few months since the accident hit, he's only gotten worse. He needed multiple blood donations, and he already had to have one of his legs amputated. The doctors say they're doing all that they can but I don't fucking believe them anymore.
    I just want to see my Muichiro- My brother has paid and is still paying for everything needed to make sure he's even still breathing. Why did this have to happen to us? I never should have taken him on that stupid morning date walk!
    Everyone's been sad, upset, or just reassuring me. Yuichiro locked himself away then. . . . Around one month after he was rushed to the hospital, Yuichiro couldn't bare to see him like that and. . . . We found him dead in Muichiro's bedroom the next day, we had his funeral the next week.
    That surprised everyone, but I know how broken he was, I saw it in his eyes. I wasn't there to comfort him, he was all by himself. My wrist cast finally came off, surprised it took a whole two months.
    I just sorta wondered around me and my brothers shared house, I didn't know what to do. All these negative and depressing thoughts filled my head and it's just my fault. My fault he got fucking injured, my fault his brother offed himself, it's all my fucking fault.
    I sat on the edge of my bed, I could feel tears fall down my cheeks, running over the previous tear stains. I let out a long sigh, what was I supposed to do with my life now?
    I threw my pillow against the wall in pure rage. I was going to scream my broken heart out but Sanemi's voice echoed through the house.
    "GENYA! HES AWAKE HURRY YOUR ASS UP!" His voice still echoed through the house. I jolted up and tripped down the stairs, somehow landing on my feet. I grabbed my bag, which I'm pretty sure only had my phone in it.
    Sanemi had the car started already and I got in quickly, closing the door as he started to drive forward. The whole car ride was a blur. My heart was beating so fast I'm surprised I didn't have a heart attack right then and there, just falling over dead.
     We pulled up to the hospital and there was already a nurse guiding us. We reached his room and there were two nurses asking him questions, like 'can you see?' or 'what do you last remember'. He just stared at them, he looked just absolutely dead.
    The nurses left to give us alone time, even Sanemi stayed outside the room.
    "Oh Muichiro- I'm so, so, sorry-" Tears fell down my cheeks as I kneeled next to his bed and took his hand. I craddled his small hand in both of mine, it was so soft and warm. . . .
    He hummed and squeezed my hands a little bit. I sobbed louder,
    "Shh. . . . It's ok Genya. . . ." He said weakly and I started to rub his hands.
    "Oh Muichiro- So much has happened-" I stopped my sentence and remembered Yuichiro, I choked back a sob.
    "Shh. . . . I promise it's alright. . . . I don't blame you. . . ." He said again.
    "Muichiro, I don't know how you could ever forgive me. There's. . . More though. . . . Yui- Yuichiro-" I couldn't bare to speak anymore, I couldn't talk, I couldn't get myself too. Mui looked at me and his eyes widened as he realized, he teared up a little bit.
    "That bitch. . . . We promised we would die together. . . ." He said, he sounded way calmer than I thought he would. I kept rubbing his hand.
    "Genya. . . . Can you. . . . Hold me. . . ?" He asked, his voice was growing weaker. I stood up faster than I could blink and sat on the bed next to him. I picked his almost lifeless body up, carefully, and rested him in my lap. He rested his head on my shoulder.
     "I'm glad I could see you. . . . One last time-" he said but was cut off by him taking a big breath of air.
     "What? Nono- your going to make it please-" I said tears flowed down my cheeks again, even hitting the top of his head and making his once smooth and silky hair damp.
     "I'll get to see Yuichiro, my brother. . . . And scold him. . . . I love you so much, Genya. . . . Tell everyone- I said. . . Goodbye. . . ." His voice faltered and his breathing stopped. The hand that rested in mine has gone limp. He was now cold, and lifeless.
    "What- no- Muichiro no- BROTHER! NEMI!" I panicked, he rushed in followed by a nurse and she checked his pulse as I layed him back down on the hospital bed.
    "I'm sorry for your loss." She said as she looked back at us with apologetic eyes. Sanemi looked at her in disbelief, I just sobbed. Two other nurses came in and started to stop the machinery. I wasn't focused on them though, I could care less. My eyes were fixed on Mui's lifeless body, he- he died. . . and I could do anything about it- Oh my sweet Muichiro- My sweet, sweet poor Muichiro-

     Why- Why did this have to happen to us. . . ?

     I'm not crying you are. My hands hurtttttttt, sorry this took so long I lost motivation halfway through the good ending, Fun Fact: I started writing this before I even finished Muchiro0san's request- Probably my most heavy angst chapter- So fun to write though >:)