Nezuko Cries Novels & Stories

*Jo's POV* My whole body felt numb as Nikko walked up and wrapped his arms around me. He said something, and I heard him, but my brain didn't seem to comprehend what the words meant. A wave of nausea came over me, causing me to hunch over and vomit all over the grass beside us. I wiped my face after I was done and felt the tears that covered my cheeks as well. Hm, I hadn't realized that I was crying. Before I knew what to do, Nikko swung me up into his arms and carried me inside of the house.

Nozomi breathed heavily and tears streamed down her cheeks. [Luna?!] /BaoBao.../ [Luna! Luna! You’re back!] /BaoBao... It’s so tough... So noisy... So pain.../ Nozomi sounded strangled as her tears poured onto the ground. BaoBao's anxiety and fears melted away and his tears burst forth as well. [Luna... Luna... I was so worried... You're really a lot better than you think...] BaoBao continued to encourage her despite his tears.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she beheld the devastation. “Mate,” she whimpered, her voice tinged with sorrow as her eyes fixed on Amit’s bloodied form. I let out a choked cry, tears flowing uncontrollably down my cheeks. A mixture of sadness and rage resonated in the mournful howl that escaped Nyx’s mouth, shook me to the core. The depth of her heartbreak was palpable, and I could no longer discern the emotions etched on her face. Nyx shifted into her brick-red wolf, her pain and fury propelling her into the woods with desperate urgency.

Her eyes filled. She hadn't cried once through all of it. Not the gala or the blog or Allison's cream jacket or Zachary or the letter on the kitchen island or Anna's door or Margaret in the corridor. Not once. Neo was in front of her before the first tear fell, both hands on her face, looking at her with that expression — the one she'd stopped being able to catalogue because it was too specific and too large for a category. "Hey," he said softly. "I'm fine," she said, which was clearly untrue given the crying. "I know you are," he said. "You can still cry."

She could barely open her eyes with the thick good stain. She growled in a low voice, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Zane continued crying. "It's just that your face is dirty, and you can just wash it. But I have lost a bowl of noodles with briskets." He could not stop crying. He cried in deep grief.

Denise whispered, surprised and confounded as tears began rolling down her eyes. He chuckled softly with his hand extending to her face. “Of course, I will. Where would I go if I’ll not be returning here?” He brushed his thumb on her cheeks, wiping away the tears in her eyes. Releasing a serene calming smile. “You’re still dumb. I see.” Zaetron smiled bitterly, closing his eyes and burrowing his face in his arms on the table. Replaying that memory in his head.

Persephone cried, refusing to believe what she was hearing. “It’s not me, Persephone!” He sobbed, slamming his hand down but all in vain. He laughed loudly, staring gravely into Sir Zuka’s eyes, leaning dangerously closer to his face, smirking, growing dark and evil. “Your mind is meaningless when your body is weak.” He whispered and snapped his finger once more. “Za-” Before Sir Zuka could react, his breaths stopped, losing strength in his body as his soul gradually left his body.

Zelda Tiny sobs escaped me, a pathetic, leaking sound I couldn't contain. I pressed my fingers to my lips, trying to silence the tremors, but they wouldn't stop. He turned, his eyes widening as he saw my tears. Stunned, he pulled me into his arms. "Why are you suddenly crying?" I couldn't speak. My throat was tight, choked with unspoken words, with the weight of everything I knew now. He remembered. He remembered the little girl who cried for him, even when he wouldn't cry for himself. A small, sad smile touched his lips. He pulled my hands away, kissed my wet cheek, and coaxed me,

And now, as soon as I open my eyes again, I saw Zale's crying face. "Why are you crying, Zale?" I asked as I reached out my hand to touch his face. "Because you suddenly--suddenly..." and there he goes, he cried louder. I looked around and see the children tear up as well. "Where's Neven? I need to speak with him." As soon as I said that, Neven went out of the kitchen looking confused. "W-what's wrong?" Neven asked. I showed my arm and there was a wound. A burn. I accidentally went near its fire and got burned. "Can you heal me?" I asked and he shook his head.

She never stopped asking me how am I feeling and I keep saying I'm okay, my body is but not my heart. Everyone's quiet. No one intended to talk. The pain keeps on lingering inside me and my tears seems too shallow to fall in just a matter of seconds. I wiped it eventually but another batch replaced it. I sighed heavily. "You can cry..." Yukenzo said and wiped it for me. I nodded and those tears seemed to hear it because right fucking then, they fell continuously.