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"Well. If you insist." Riyo said with a big grin, picking the bottle back up and handing it to him. "It's pretty strong, so be careful." That was all the warning he was gonna get.

Desmond didn't respond as Mitsu said she was worried, figuring that it would be rude and uncalled for to try and stop her. She WOULD be right back anyways... Right?

Enjoying the kiss while it lasted, the vampire slowly rolled over and covered himself with blankets (not that he really needed them). She'd told him a number of times that Shun was more like a brother to her, but he knew the feeling wasn't mutual on the assassin's side. And that's what made him nervous.

Wasn't that big of a deal? Kohaku grimaced at the obvious lie, figuring the boy didn't want to try and talk about his problems to a mute. Nobody really did. As nice as she could make letters look, they were still no match for comforting tones and an assuring voice.

Instead of trying to respond, the mute simply turned away and started walking down the beach.

Blade watched Kohaku for a moment, a bit confused with the way she was reacting. Rubbing the back of his neck, he really didn't know what the deal was. It didn't help that she couldn't really speak.

"Kohaku?" he called out, though he didn't follow her just yet.

It turned to not be Tim as Shun soon heard Mitsu's voice. It didn't sound normal, but he vaguely recalled her having trouble speaking earlier. Shifting and turning so he could see her more easily, he saw the bruising at her throat. That would explain that. Frowning, his gaze met with hers before shaking his head.

"Don't," he said, in regards of going to a hospital, "I just need rest.."

His own voice was soft at the moment, due to fatigue more than anything else. Pausing there, he took note of the worried look on her face.

"..Don't worry about me. I'll be fine," he uttered, pausing again as he felt his chest clench up, "Go have fun. Y-you don't need to keep on checking on me.. "

There wasn't much of a change to her expression as Mitsu took a step closer a hand reaching out to touch the side of Shun's face. "But I am..." She squeaked out. The wolf girl would always be worried about him. He was her family. Besides, there wasn't much 'fun' to be had. It was late and everyone was miserable.

"Thank you..." She said softly having not had a chance to thank him properly for saving her. So much had happened her brain had been in overdrive...it still was.

Making sure the assassin was tucked in, Mitsu left shortly to grab him a glass a water, even if he didn't ask for it, and set it on the nightstand beside the bed. Not sure what else to do for Shun, Mitsu leaned closer giving Shun a hug the best she could with him lying down. "Rest..." She said shortly. "I will be back later..."

Which is what the wolf girl did the majority of the night. She was unable to sit still for long. For periods of time she would lay with Desmond trying to relax, feeling a short burst of comfort before the worry would overwhelm her and she would get up to check on Shun again. Come morning Mitsu lacked any real sleep looking tired and worn. At least most of the way through the night she had been able to talk again though it wasn't loud or without a squeak here and there. Currently she was laid out beside Desmond, eyes drifting closed as sleep lingered just out of grasp.

Neko had gone to bed and had slept in nearly to the point it was ten on the dot. Rolling out of bed the feline went through a short morning ritual before he dragging himself to the kitchen to start with breakfast...or at least see if anyone was there to help him with breakfast. If not he was going to have to drag some asses out of bed.

Klyde had slept rather peacefully through the night despite how badly he felt. Only once did he wake up in pain having rolled the wrong way. He was still out like a light when the sun rose, but that was how he usually was sick or not.

Unfortunately for Desmond, he was no deep sleeper like his cousin was. Which meant every time Mitsu would leave and come back woke him up. Which meant... He got about as much sleep as she did. Groaning as light shone through the blinds in their room, he covered his head with a pillow and tried to go back to sleep, as futile as it probably was...

While Riyo slept about as deeply as Klyde, when the booze wore off, the nightmares set in.

With a gasp, Riyo awoke and immediately look around, her forehead dripping with sweat. When she realized where she was and what had happened, the feline let out a soft sigh, laying back down to allow her pounding heart time to slow. Silently, she glanced over at the body laying next to her. Hopefully Klyde was doing better today. Though... She had to wonder what he would do for food for the rest of the week. The rest of their blood stash was probably contaminated too...

Kohaku had been up for a couple hours already. Early riser indeed. She had slept about as well as she usually did, which was lightly. But it seemed to be enough to sustain her.

At the moment, she was sitting at the kitchen table, scribbling down some music notes on a paper. There were numerous pages spread all over the table, in some sort of weird order as if she was trying to hear it through reading. How the hell did she do it so early in the morning?

Shifting uncomfortably in the bed, Shun looked towards the nightstand. He had regained some strength over the night so he had managed to drink some from the glass. However, he only had drank about half of it so far.

Hungry and dehydrated, he stared at the cup before weakly reaching out for it. It was still a fairly arduous task for him as it felt like it still strained his fatigued and damaged muscles. Wincing as he grabbed the glass, he managed to down the rest of it before attempting to put it back. He didn't quite manage to do this right and ended up dropping the thing on the ground.

Groaning, he went and tried to sit up but stopped as pain rippled through his body still.

"Dammit..." he uttered quietly to himself, "******** my life..."

Mitsu wasn't sure how to respond though the way she looked right now was nothing short of disheveled. Her eyes had dark circles under them that nearly matched the bruise around her neck, her throat was still sore, she was hungry and far too tired to do anything about it.

"I'll be okay.." She finally said after a moment, the touch of her leg adding a little more comfort as she snuggled close. There was an urge to get up and check on the assassin again but the wolf girl's energy was spent. She was fairly certain if she stood now she would collapse.

Neko watched the girl leave and come back to tell him something though Neko had heard the glass hit the floor as well. Moving away from the kitchen Neko headed down the hall peeking into the room Shun was in. He came to the door just as the boy had muttered a curse to himself no doubt.

"You've got it rather rough." Moving into the room Neko reached for the glass on the floor. It had cracked but at least it hadn't broken. "You need some pain killers?" Neko asked looking the boy over. Out of all of them he seemed to be the worse off. "I'll be making food soon, something on your stomach would probably help too." God, taking care of kids.....why had he agreed to this? Trying to be helpful and....was this motherly? ******** it was making his skin crawl a little.

Klyde began to shift under Riyo's touch, his muscles tensing here and there as her wandering fingers poked his underarms. "Mmm..." He murmured as he started to come around. The sensation the 'tickling' had was rather odd making Klyde twitch, his face contorting into strange expressions. "I..I'm up. I'm up." He mumbled hoping that would make it stop though there was a faint smile on his face.

"How are you this morning, gorgeous?"

Sighing, Desmond moved his head back over the pillow and almost immediately pulled the wolf girl into an embrace. "Go to sleep." He cooed, pulling the blankets up over her once more. With a gentle touch, one of his hands began caressing her side, slipping under her shirt so he could feel her soft, delicate skin. If only every morning was like this (without the sleepless night).

Riyo couldn't help but giggle at the silly faces Klyde made as he started to stir, a look of triumph on my face when he declared he was awake.

"The better question is, how are you?" She asked him softly, her fingers trailing up to run through his curly hair. He at least looked a lot better. But did he feel better?

As Blade gave the okay to enter, Kohaku shyly opened the door and peered in. She wasn't much for invading somebody's personal space...

Scribbling out a note, the mute stepped in and held it out for the thief to read. 'Neko wanted me to come get you.' is what it read. Hopefully Blade wasn't one of those people who had trouble reading in the mornings...