Not much time passed, but Zuikaku was still passed out in bed. Next to her was Fusou, who made sure she was alright. Walking into the room, Akagi saw her still unconscious figure.
Akagi: Any idea when she'll wake up?
Fusou: Not a clue, but it should be before we get to the main fleet
Akagi: Alright then
She sat down on a chair near the bed, pulling out a book.
Fusou: You read?
Akagi: Passes the time, plus it's nice to think about things
Fusou: Well...mind reading some?
Akagi: Are you sure? This is a book on poetry
Fusou: Oh! I love poetry!
Akagi looked at her for a second, a grin growing on her face.
Akagi: I like you more than I ever had before Fusou
Fusou:*blushing* W-what's that supposed to mean?!
Akagi: Oh nothing, nothing...anyway, shall we?
She opened the book, pulling out her bookmark and placing it on the side.
Akagi: Tyger, Tyger, burning bright.
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
Fusou leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes as Akagi recited the poem.
Akagi: In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
Fusou softly smiled as Akagi's euphonious voice erased any stress she had about the mission.
Akagi: And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? And what dread feet?
Akagi noticed Fusou relax, showing she was falling asleep.
Akagi: What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare it's deadly terrors clasp?
Fusou started to softly snore, a smile graced Akagi's lips.
Akagi: When the stars threw down their spears,
And water's heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?
She paused and turned to the bed, staring at the awake, yet tired, Zuikaku.
Akagi: Tyger, Tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
She closed the book with an audible thud, shaking Zuikaku out of her stupor. Fusou, on the other hand, was still asleep.
Akagi: So, how was it?
Zuikaku: Uhh...
Akagi: You can't lie to me Zuikaku, you woke up halfway through
Zuikaku: Mmh...it was nice
Akagi: Thank you, so how are you feeling?
Zuikaku: A bit scared, but mostly fine
Akagi: So what did we learn?
Zuikaku:*annoyed* That you're better than me at everything
Akagi: Nope
Zuikaku: Huh?
Akagi: You're a better younger sister, a better cook, and most importantly
She stood up and summoned her cubes, they formed around her, but...
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Forsakened, yet Awoken
FanfictionAfter the destruction of the Orochi, Akagi saw herself as a failure to the Empire, not just for failing to defeat Azur Lane many times, but also going against Nagato's order to stop creating the Orochi. She left without a second thought, leaving the...
