Okay. I'm getting notifications for my Hetalia books which I wrote about two years ago. That toxic fandom is making a comeback, and I don't know what to do.

But seriously, I'm so tempted to just delete my Hetalia fics since they're literally cringe- especially my yandere America and Scotland ones. Oh jeez, I can't believe people actually like that shit.

Also...thank you! Remember to keep voting! It motivates me to update even faster (yk, I updated six times before and I just might slam you guys with eighteen updates in a single day. That has happened before for other fics).

Anyways, onto the chapter.

Kageyama POV

Fall came once again.

I finally got the remedy to give (y/n) her sight back.

She was currently listening to the birds outside, sitting on the rocking chair on the old porch (with her legs tied to the sides.

"(y/n)?" I called to her. "I have the remedy."

I walked to the porch, smiling as (y/n)'s fingers were tracing a leaf that was dotted red and brown.

"Hi, Kageyama."

(y/n)'s (h/c) hair had grown a bit...I would have to give her a haircut.

It was right now in braids with some hairs separating and framing her face nicely.

Over the past three months, she began to look better.

She even began smiling more and they weren't always fake.

It made me happy.

"So. I got the remedy ready. Do you want to see again?"

(y/n) nodded. "Yeah. I want to see what this house looks like. Also, T-Tobio?"

My heart fluttered. This was the first time in months she's called me by my birth name.

"Yes?"

"Would you be willing to kill me?"

My jaw dropped. "Where's all of this coming from?"

"The voices. Can't you hear Shoyo? He's telling me to run into the gorge nearby."

How the fuck does she know there's a gorge nearby!?

"What else have these voices said?"

(y/n) tapped her chin. "Well, Akiteru says that some kid named Arthur Kirkland fed my sister Natsu some kind of meat cake. I think you mentioned an Arthur Kirkland months ago, but I don't remember."

"Are you loosing your memory?"

Maybe that can be a good and bad thing...

"Yeah. Like, I don't even remember anything from before Christmas." (y/n) looked up at the autumn landscape with blind eyes. "Tobio, I also see two childen. A boy and a girl."

My eyes widened. "W-what?"

"Yeah. I can even see them in my dreams sometimes."

I kneeled down in front of her, holding her hands in my larger ones. "Tell me what they look like."

"Well, the boy had your raven locks and my (e/c) eyes while the girl looked like me, but had your blue eyes."

"Really?" My heart ached with sadness at the future that could've been.

"Mmhm. But I think we both know we can't have that."

I bit my lip. "Hey, (y/n)? We never had a funeral for them- or anyone else. Do you want to do something?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Well, let me give back your sight back first. Then when you've recovered, we'll go down to a stream nearby and do what you want there."

Reader POV

The procedure went fine.

Tobio placed damp towel over my eyes to stop the pain after giving me some advil.

I slowly opened my eyes and I was greeted by the warm colors of the house.

"(y/n)? Can you see me?"

I grabbed his collar and dragged him down onto the bed, hugging him. "Thank you, Tobio. I can see you-and you should probably clean up that pile of clothes near the window."

He smiled softly and pressed his lips against mine. "Okay."

The male dressed me up in warmer clothing since the autumn wherever we were was cold.

"Hey, (y/n)?"

I looked at him. "Hm?"

"I just realized something," he said as he placed warm socks on my feet and then put boots on them. I liked the outfit, but had no idea where he got the money to get nice clothes. "I actually really think I want to marry you. One day after...I atone for my sins. But that's a long way from now."

Oh?

[Pick one]

He placed a red scarf around my neck and carried me downstairs for breakfast after getting dressed in jeans, a pale blue shirt, and jacket with a beanie.

He prepared a breakfast of hash browns, sausage from a pre-package that I checked just in case, eggs, and of course (beverage).

His eyes lit up with joy as I was smiling. "You look better when you're smiling. I prefer you smiling."

I do too.

After breakfast, he carried me since my legs weren't completely healed. He grabbed a picnic basket and a quilt of sorts then left the house.

"In case you're thinking of escaping, don't. I really don't want to have to hurt you again. I don't like it."

Then let me go.

I just nodded and snuggled deeper into his chest.

When we got to the stream, he cleared some things away and placed me leaning against a tree before laying down the blanket.

"Here." He handed me a single flower, blushing.

I smiled and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Tobio."

"No problem. Now, what do you want to do?"

"I think we should wait until night to light the candles and send them off," I said.

He nodded. "Okay. I brought some of your favorite mangas with me- along with some food."

"Thank you."

The day was a lazy day. Our cheeks were dusted a bit red since it was cold. He cuddled me and gave me occasional kissed on the forehead, neck, and cheeks.

When night came hours later, he finished packing up the picnic spot and stood by the water with me.

I held his cold hand in my warmer ones and we both bent down and placed flowers into the stream and held the fake candles in our hands.

Not a word was spoken as we watched the flowers floated away.

In the warm glow, I saw Tobio lean over and tears fell out of his eyes.

"I promise you. I will become a better man-worthy of your daughter's hand in marriage."

That won't ever happen, Tobio. You've done far too much.

But if he was sincere in redemption, then what? I couldn't forgive him for not only destroying my life, but murdering countless others.

Tobio lifted me up and made his way back to the house.

It was somewhat warm inside since he spent the summer fixing it up.

He made me some hot chocolate and put whipped cream on it, then taking the can and putting some on his finger and drawing a heart on my cheek before kissing it up.

"Even if it takes me a lifetime, I'm serious. I want to redeem myself."

It's far too late. But it's better than nothing.