Chi Sohma
When pain started to set in. It hurt even when he breathed. What exactly had he went into a fight with? Closing his eyes and remembering. A huge horned bear. Pembe, they called them. Native to caves, and fox holes. Nodding. Yea, that monstrous thing. "Hey-" He whined at the other showing up, the unknown male. Huffing. At the bed, he was exposed for bruising and bleeding again. "You...it didn't attack you, did it?"
Although he didn't catch Tsu's comment of older age, he looked at the young man whom he couldn't think to be any older than a handful before him. "I don’t-" He hissed and looked away to brace himself.
Sobie looked annoyed, but the lecture didn't come as he thought, so Tsu limped over to him. A soft nuzzle to the side of his face. "I may like that then." Planting a pop kiss the the male before going upstairs, but half way up. He realized he missed something. Then went back to the kitchen with a light chuckle and off he went upstairs with bag in hand.
"That one. Got a few scratches but they are like a whisper to him. Unaffected.” Looking at the wound he sat on the bed, and began to clean the wound, he put on the paste. "Sobie is cooking something delicious." Turning to Xi. "Could you bandage after I put the paste on? Downstairs is calling."
Putting the paste on and patting it down. “Should I prepare a wake-up serum, no? I'll be downstairs if you need me." Putting the last of it, then the bag on the night stand. "Bandages and all that are there. You can bring him up some food after."
"I’m right here guys! Don’t talk about me like I’m not."
Although he didn't catch Tsu's comment of older age, he looked at the young man whom he couldn't think to be any older than a handful before him. "I don’t-" He hissed and looked away to brace himself.
Sobie looked annoyed, but the lecture didn't come as he thought, so Tsu limped over to him. A soft nuzzle to the side of his face. "I may like that then." Planting a pop kiss the the male before going upstairs, but half way up. He realized he missed something. Then went back to the kitchen with a light chuckle and off he went upstairs with bag in hand.
"That one. Got a few scratches but they are like a whisper to him. Unaffected.” Looking at the wound he sat on the bed, and began to clean the wound, he put on the paste. "Sobie is cooking something delicious." Turning to Xi. "Could you bandage after I put the paste on? Downstairs is calling."
Putting the paste on and patting it down. “Should I prepare a wake-up serum, no? I'll be downstairs if you need me." Putting the last of it, then the bag on the night stand. "Bandages and all that are there. You can bring him up some food after."
"I’m right here guys! Don’t talk about me like I’m not."
Xiang hummed and raised golden eyes to meet Tone's rainbow hued ones, giving him a wide smile. "Indeed it did, came right at me after tossing you into a tree." Xiang had gone into a wild rage to deal with the beast. Now he was calm, running fingers through Tone's fringe, glad for the little things, such as Tone not being conscious to remember the aftermath, not having a memory of him like that. "You were in no fit state to be worried about me, and as you can see I'm fine now. So think nothing of it." Xi didn't need fussing after, he wasn't the one run through.
Sobie gave Tsu a swat for the teasing, just a hint of color rising on his cheeks beneath the indigo markings on his cheeks, though he did return the nuzzle and pet the side of Tsu's face after his kiss. "Later," he called after his oldest friend-turned lover, "when we're alone." He'd glanced the medicine chest still on the table and gave a light shake of his head for Tsu's forgetfulness. He could already hear him coming back down the stairs.
When Tsu returned Xiang had done his best to make sure Tone was comfortable and had begun to removed the blood soiled bandages so that Tsu could fix him up again. He sat to one side as Tsu applied the thick paste and held Tone's hand if he wanted the reassurance. Nodding to Tsu's instructions, he grinned at his old friend. "I can bandage, not as well as you can, but I can handle him, while you handle yours."
Xiang slipped off the bed and moved to pat Tsu's shoulder, taking a look at the knot on his head, before catching his friend's eye. "Take it easy, Tsu." When Tsu left, Xiang gathered bandages and scissors, kneeling beside the bed in the same place that Tsu had sat to care for Tone. "I'll be gentle, but if it hurts you don't have to bear it. Tell me." He offered Tone a hand to help him sit upright and began to wind the length of gauze around and around him to hold a pad of sterile material in place over the deep wound.
Chi Sohma
“I shall take it easy when I am older, old friend." The lightness of his smile before he found his own companion. A learned behavior to reconcile with him. Even more to try and understand him. "I am sorry, I can't help it." He started. "I just wanted to make sure his was alright, you know. So I don't miss the food." He chimed. "Faster I finish with them, the faster I come to eat." That smile he often wore, although he knew he was wrong, Sobie worried too much over him, sometimes he even induced it upon Sobie. Why? He wasn't sure, how he acted, he didn't have much time to relish in another's company. He simply waited, and waited, acted how he would act normally without consequence, since there was none to be had. Coming home, was pointless at times, and that is what became Tsukurou's downfall.
"I lack sensibility, consideration to your worries. I will try and be more careful next time." Bowing his head. "Even if the bellows of the mouth of worry swallow me, dear, I won't drown a fool." Looking at him, with one eye missing, and a foot, he was more a hindrance than anything. He pushed himself, to fight the thought of being a burden, learning to receive the help, he needed to learn.
"I am still learning, I'm happy it’s you, to be my teacher."
He took the liberty to folding napkins around silverware. Mundane things he had also forgotten, but tried to help with. These little things were important to him.
A hiss followed after putting the paste. Like a burning, tickle sensation over his wound, he arched. With bruising down his back and around the wound itself. "It hurts!" He bared fangs then realized that Xi was here- the one that saved him, and it wasn't their faults. He was unusual but not mean, a little spitfire but humble. "Sorry." He sunk in, and up until Tsu left, and Xiang began to bandage him. He stayed quiet now, yeah it hurt, even putting a bandage on, and he simply bit his lip. He wasn't weak, and he took care of himself just fine before these people. Why had they helped him, he was a nobody off the street. Just someone he found while toxic last night.
"A stranger becomes a friend overnight, burden comes, everyone sees it coming. Why did you follow? I'm sure I wasn't any good last night. Just a mess trying to escape." He'd bare it, the pain, and waited for him to finish before laying back down into the pillow. It didn't smell like old people, in fact, it still smelled new. Fresh paint. A place where a chapter had freshly opened. "Are you just gunna move on after I get better. I swear I can get worse." He moved so he could see out of the corner of his eye, Xiang's face. It was weird being taken care of, for most of it, he was alone. "I can't fly but I can imagine it."
"I lack sensibility, consideration to your worries. I will try and be more careful next time." Bowing his head. "Even if the bellows of the mouth of worry swallow me, dear, I won't drown a fool." Looking at him, with one eye missing, and a foot, he was more a hindrance than anything. He pushed himself, to fight the thought of being a burden, learning to receive the help, he needed to learn.
"I am still learning, I'm happy it’s you, to be my teacher."
He took the liberty to folding napkins around silverware. Mundane things he had also forgotten, but tried to help with. These little things were important to him.
A hiss followed after putting the paste. Like a burning, tickle sensation over his wound, he arched. With bruising down his back and around the wound itself. "It hurts!" He bared fangs then realized that Xi was here- the one that saved him, and it wasn't their faults. He was unusual but not mean, a little spitfire but humble. "Sorry." He sunk in, and up until Tsu left, and Xiang began to bandage him. He stayed quiet now, yeah it hurt, even putting a bandage on, and he simply bit his lip. He wasn't weak, and he took care of himself just fine before these people. Why had they helped him, he was a nobody off the street. Just someone he found while toxic last night.
"A stranger becomes a friend overnight, burden comes, everyone sees it coming. Why did you follow? I'm sure I wasn't any good last night. Just a mess trying to escape." He'd bare it, the pain, and waited for him to finish before laying back down into the pillow. It didn't smell like old people, in fact, it still smelled new. Fresh paint. A place where a chapter had freshly opened. "Are you just gunna move on after I get better. I swear I can get worse." He moved so he could see out of the corner of his eye, Xiang's face. It was weird being taken care of, for most of it, he was alone. "I can't fly but I can imagine it."
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