You poked at the gray food that was set infront of you. Hisashi sat beside you staring at your hands. "You should really use a fork you know..." He mumbled watching you poke at the mushy mash potatoes. Your stomach growled loudly and you tenced slightly. "Uhhhggg...." You groaned. Hisashi perked up. "Ehhh? If you're so hungry then eat!" He said staring at you hard. "Hmmmmm..." You 'said' in responce. "Don't 'hmmm' me!" 

Hisashi took the fork that was placed beside you and grabbed your hand. "Eat." He made your fingers wrap around the sliver fork. As soon as he let go you dropped the fork and pulled at your hair. "AAaaaahhheeeee.." 

"No no no! Bad (y/n)! Jeez you're such a child..." He mumbled taking your hands away from your hair. Of course you resisted. "oooooooooohhhhhnnnn!!" You tried to tug weakly at you hands hoping he'd let go. It seemed like he was getting peeved because his pale face was starting to turn a bit red and his hands tightened around your wrists. 

"My darling sweet adorable little (y/n)" He started in a cloying manner. "All you have to do is get that disgusting food into your mouth..I don't care how you do it but somehow you'll eat wether you're hungry on not!" He leaned closer to you. His voice was low and sounded menicing. "Do I make myself clear?" He said. 

You stared at him. Your mouth twitched slightly as if you wanted to say something but couldn't. "mmm..." You started. Your face turned to the side with you (h/c) hair falling in front of your face. "h-Hemm...." Your (e/c) eyes started to water. "m-m-mmhh.." 

Hisashi's eyes widened when he realized what was happened. "No- wait no no no I'm- jeez-! Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry!" It was too late though. Tears already started to stream down your pale face. "Noooo.." He mumbled letting go of your hands and cupping your face instead. "D-Don't cry! H-Here you don't have to eat it! See I was only k-kidding!" 

You were about to bring your hand up to bite it but Hisashi caught it. "Noo...come now don't hurt yourself!" He pulled you into a gentle hug. "Shh...it's okay.." He mumbled. 

It was an odd sight to see. A ruthless killer hugging an innocent, mentally ill girl who was crying while trying to bite herself. With one and behind your head and the wrapped around your waist. 

 It was also odd because this hug was different from the rest you've ever been given. All of them have been out of 'I have to do it' and even though it wasn't odvious you could tell this wasn't one of those kinds of hugs. In fact it was a real hug. 

One that wasn't given because they had to...

One that wasn't given because of your problems.

One that wasn't given just because you're crying....

No. It was because he felt real pity for you. And even though you couldn't understand much...you did understand that you liked this hugs more than the ones the nurses ever gave you.

Hisashi pulled back slightly and stared into your bright, magnificent (e/c) eyes. "Hey...." He said wiping a tear from your cheek. "Please don't cry.." He whispered.

A/N: Was it good? Was it good? Was it good? :DDDD