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Oh, yea that was just what he needed to hear; he didn’t want to know. That would make anyone want to know, he decided to sit since he kept swaying and his knee hurt anyway; everything seemed to hurt. “Well, a hit to the head might be the cause but; most likely I think I went numb half an hour ago.” He shrugged then, only feeling a twinge from his broke or at least cracked ribs. He did feel the sponge now and that stung despite how soft it had looked it felt like sand paper on his back. While his back was being sponged he grabbed the pink towel and sticking his tongue out childishly he started to carefully dry his hair. Tweezers, oh geese how bad was hic back! Looking around when the girl moved to get the needed tool he spotted and grabbed his once nice and new sweat shirt, now looking at the back he saw it was torn to shreds. “Oh wow is my mom going to kill me.” He mumbled to himself, knowing he would be sent to the hospital if his mother saw any injury like this on him.

“Yea, well let’s hope I don’t bite my tongue off while you are doing this.” He sighed and leaned forward stretching his back out and getting as relaxed as he could while sitting in the tub as he was, but as things were taken from his back he gagged when a few made sucking sounds. “Ciri, that’s an interesting name.” He could have sworn that was a boy’s name, but there was no way the blond was anything but a girl he was to pretty. You know my name but I am a half if you are wondering. My mom is British and my father Japanese, as you can see I have my mother’s lighter looks.” He was slowly finishing drying his hair and he laid the towel on the side of the tub so he would stop moving, hopefully hiving Ciri less trouble. “So are you full?” he couldn’t really tell but she was a rather fair of skin to be full normally Japanese would have brown skin, eyes and black hair; She was the same coloring as him.

He hummed but didn’t really want to bite something; it would be a bit weak to do that. “Yea I’m trying to at least.” He could admit that at least, it hurt like hell! He stayed as still as he could, flinching when the large pieces were pulled from his back; and hissing when the deeper ones just would not come out smooth enough. “I feel like a medical practice dummy now.” Anyone would after being poked and prodded while things were pulled from a wound on their back who knows how big.

“Oh, I guess that makes sense then.”Nicknames were really none gender specific, he had once been called kitten but he soon halted that. “It is a good nickname then, at least it is different.” His were strange, and no one called him those without some other meaning to them. He perked at hearing Polish, so that was where he got his light coloring. “Bummer, sure that’s a blast to explain at school.” He was in a privet school and his parents had money, no one dared say anything in front of him about his half blood but he knew what they were saying behind his back. “It is a very nice home; you must have a very good friend as well.” He had no real friends, at least none he could count on no matter what; all of his were a bit cold shouldered.

“Yea, that makes me feel good!” He grumbled under his breath before grabbing his shirt and biting down on the sleeve; giving Ciri thumbs up he waited dreading the pain he would soon be feeling if the reaction was a right one. He did wonder how wood got in the wood, but then he only noticed the lead pipe hitting his head after that he felt very little else.

“For everyone’s sake stick to not pulling bits out of people’s backs, we would all be happy I think.” He snorted as it was wished not to lose him in the tub, he doubted he would die from some blood lose, not if he had his say in it anyhow. When would he stop pulling stuff out of him, he felt as if her were going to die every time something was taken from his wound. Polish though, that was something new not many people he knew were from there; in fact this was the first person! “You should be going to school, how will you get a job if you don’t?” Yea he was one to talk, he was being groomed for hotel chains, oh so much fun. “Why did they go crazy enough to forget something so important?” It was like this girl was a runaway or something.

So she just jumped on a plane and left, wow that was amazing. If he did that his mom would track him down and pull him right back home kicking and screaming if that was what it took. She looked sweet as an angel and seemed stupid but she was like him; if she wanted something she would get it. She had called the police just to bring him home because he was late once, that was just stupid and risky. He couldn’t let his mom know what he was up to; she could make things hard for him if she ever did find out. Kasnes cursed into his shirt glad it muffled what he said but it was along the lines of many different curses from as many languages as he could get a hold of. This one brought tears to his eyes so that he hastily brushed them away biting down on his shirt so much that his jaw hurt.

He felt something quickly pushed against his back and he cursed again as it brought a new bout of stinging pain. When the wood was shown to hi he was surprised at how big it was, and feeling the pain go back to a throb he pulled the shirt from his mouth so he could speak again. “How much more is in my back!” He still had to clean his knees or gravel, and he was concerned about his head but from feeling it as he washed it, the skull wasn’t creaked or damaged just a large bump that split open and a lot of bruising. He wouldn’t mind putting some pants on either.

Rolling his eyes though knowing Ciri couldn’t see it; Kasnes smiled and shook his head ever so slightly. Overly happy people were like death sometimes, just made you want to slam your head against something but right now that wouldn’t be so safe, who knows maybe this time he would faint or even die from brain damage. “I’m sorry you can’t, sometimes it can be a lot of fun but then it can also be very boring and just stupid.” His classes were boring, all of them were so easy he just slept through them and answered the questions when asked. “That is true; you need to have all your papers for schooling but same with some jobs.” He didn’t doubt she could not find a job where the boss could care less about papers; but it was good to have them still.

Why were people dropping down dead, you don’t have some kind of sickness do you?” He would have turned to look behind himself but it would hurt too much so he settled for listening for an answer. It would be scary to see people dropping dead for no reason like that, who would want that to happen! And for it to result in ghost towns, creepy. “Thank god, I swear anything more like that and you would have me backing out.” Geese way to make himself look weak, he knew logically not many people could go through what he just did with as little reaction he just gave; but to him it was weak and stupid. He tensed when his hair was cuddled but he made no comment about it only nodded as he was told he would be taken care of. “I really want to wear pants again and clothing, even if I could care less if anyone see’s it feels strange without clothes on.”

He was tempted to put his dirty clothing on just so something covered him but who knew what kind of dirt was in the clothes now.

That was strange; he could see why many would want to leave that place. “No injuries or anything on them, nothing to show attacks or something?” It was hard to think of something that could kill silently like that and not leave a trace; virus and sickness would leave something to show damage. Thinking of it now he recalled that small creature, could those things be what killed people; and his father said that thing was a baby. Shuttering he tried not to think of those hollowed out eyes of what once had been his father, how many other humans had been brainwashed to help those creatures? He had seen a few in Japan and even heard of deaths happening like that here, but when he tried to kill the ones he saw all he got was scratches and searing pain for weeks, he was unable to even injure the things as if they were ghosts. “Very creepy, hope someone finds out what will happen and stop it.” He was going to say ‘before its two late’ but that would make him out to know something and he didn’t want to seem crazy.

“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” He said it sourly but it wasn’t said to be mean just sarcasm, really he was use to these sort of beatings though maybe not this far he had broken a few bones in his fights even his ankle and he still managed to walk home out it thought he would never admit it, he fainted as soon as he walked inside the hotel room. “Hey, I can be prissy if I want! You are the one who asked if I could bleed less!” Now he was sulking childishly and picturing himself in a toga was like him wearing a pink furry bunny suit. “Sure they did, but those people and that race is all died out now.” That would be his saying for hell no, he would just wear the towel then; horrible pink fluffy thing that it was. He sat still as he was poked a bit more again before he heard some shuffling and was asked if he was ready. “Yea, ready as I will ever be.” He stretched and rolled his shoulders before he stilled again to wait for what most likely would be pain.

The hell he was prissy, he just didn’t want to wear girls clothing or be around so much pink! He was a bit happy to keep hearing the girl laugh though, most people would be scared of him; his family doctor was ‘asked’ to keep his mouth shut of how his injuries happened and that man is almost like a shaking wet kitten around him now. “Well, if I had bled less it would have meant I was losing so much blood that I was dying, so be happy.” He glared at the wall still miffed he had been asked to bleed less, if Ciri could find someone who could do that on command he would quiet the gang as leader and be beat up close to death for it. “You can wash up later, but it seems you are at least having fun pulling things from my back and causing me tons of pain.” Sarcasm heavy he rolled his shoulders again still feeling little of the wound on his back, his head felt the most painful and he felt like it weighed a million tons.

“Yes poor them, so many stupid ideas like if you drilled a hole in a crazy persons head it would fix them.” That he found funny almost, most of the people were not even crazy and almost all of them died after but perhaps that was better for them since the ones to live would be rather stupid. “Let be just wear a towel, I know my back will bleed through the bandages so might as well just leave something off of it. Sorry for running the towel.” He hadn’t meant to, but it wasn’t so much his fault since he really could not control his bleeding. He sighed but held still, once more he bit down onto his shirt trying hard not scream bloody murder as the medical liquid was used on him. Crap that really hurt, almost as much as when the wood piece was pulled from his back. He flinched a few times when Ciri touched him as he knew more pain would come but for the most part he held still other than his right leg jumping up and down so he could try to think of something else.

“Why do you pity something not even alive, waste of time.” He mumbled sulking as the girl somehow got him to feel bad for bleeding after he was beat up. “Yes, thank the world for small miracles like surviving a beating.” He rolled his eyes but hissed as his shoulder was patted, he had so many bruises coming to him. “Hey, no one asked you to pick up a random stranger and fix him up!” Not that he wasn’t thankful but really now he was concerned on a number of levels for the girl. “You can repeat it with someone else, next time I will just go straight to breaking bones instead of trying to scare them off.” Yea, no more playing nice in a fight that was against the code, he would just break legs and arms.

“Well, I would assume they tried to make them better and killing them by rotting their brains; well that does nothing but make them die very painfully.” He wouldn’t want to befall that; he would have bashed his head against a wall hard enough so that he died quickly and not slowly. “No I didn’t mean to bleed everywhere, I need blood and would have liked to keep it in my body if at all possible.” He rolled his and glanced down at the tub shuttering at the blood streaks around him, wow he was lucky he was use to losing blood. His mind was taken off it as more of the stinging liquid was poured onto his back, god did that stuff hurt! “Good, it smells bad and hurts like hell, almost worse than the hit to the back of my head. As for my head, just wrap my ribs and back, I guess we could do that with my head as well.” He imaged that would work.

“I will buy you another one, two if you like it so much.” Really it was a shirt very easy to replace, his mother could make it better if he asked her but he would just get another of the same brand; it wouldn’t be too hard to get even if he had to pull some strings to get it. “Well, I had better not fall asleep then.” That was the top thing he wanted to do at the moment, everything hurt and he felt heavy so if he slept he wouldn’t feel it. ‘Yes, that may be a problem, but don’t worry since you won’t find anyone I beat up laying in the street.” He called the hospital and reported a hurt person from his cell phone but using a paid card since it would be annoying if they tracked him.

“Hey, how about I give you the same wounds, and then let’s see you even stay sane while I pull pieces of wood from you.” It was true he was bleeding a lot, he should eat some meat after this maybe he could order some and borrow the girl’s cell phone; they could put it on a tab and it would be paid in seconds because of the tab connation to the bank. He must have zoned out in thinking because he heard the words half dead before the girl hopped nothing was wrong with his head. “No it was only a pipe that hit me, my skull didn’t creak I would have felt it when I washed my hair.” He kept it to himself that he would have only felt something if it was a big break. “For your trouble would you like some meat, whatever you want to eat I can get if you let e borrow your cell phone.” It was the least he could do after all she had done for him.

Right now he could go for cow tongue or some sushi, but the cow would be better to get his blood count up though the fish would help with infections. “Truly think of anything you want to eat no matter what it is.” He could call the hotel cook and have her make it if none of the restaurants couldn’t, and if they couldn’t he would be talking to his mother about finding new places to eat.