The revolving door of injuries has turned again...
Who: Watanuki, Maru, Doumeki, & Moro
What: Doumeki and Moro injured, yet again.
When: Evening; 02.01.10
Where: Tetha Hospital
Watanuki hadn't been home yet. He hadn't changed out of his own bloodstained clothes, eaten, or slept. He'd left Yuuko's later than expected, Maru in tow. They'd spotted the blinking lights of the ambulance as they stepped away from the lamp post. Seeing the lights made his stomach sink. He glanced up to Doumeki's window which was still dark. He and Moro should have been home a while ago.
"Wata~kun...?" Maru asked in a small voice as Watanuki quickened his pace, trying to catch a glimpse of who ever was being loaded into the ambulance.
When he'd seen Doumeki and Moro laid out on the stretchers he'd pushed by the medics, only to be pulled back again. After a few minutes of arguing and a few bruises from being held back he managed to convince the medics to let him ride along to the hospital.
Now he was sitting in corner of the waiting room, hugging Doumeki's bow and quiver to his chest and receiving odd looks from the nursing staff and the other people in the waiting room. A nurse came by and tapped him on the shoulder, letting him know it was alright to see Doumeki now. Watanuki pulled himself up and followed her through a maze of hallways before they reached the right room.
Doumeki wasn't awake yet, but Watanuki pulled a chair up next to the hospital bed, leaning Doumeki's things carefully against the wall. He took Doumeki's hand between his own, leaning his elbows on the bed. Everything was Hitsuzen...everything, even the bad things. So why had this happened? What was the reason...or even the point?
"You deserve an answer Shizuka..." He whispered to himself.
What: Doumeki and Moro injured, yet again.
When: Evening; 02.01.10
Where: Tetha Hospital
Watanuki hadn't been home yet. He hadn't changed out of his own bloodstained clothes, eaten, or slept. He'd left Yuuko's later than expected, Maru in tow. They'd spotted the blinking lights of the ambulance as they stepped away from the lamp post. Seeing the lights made his stomach sink. He glanced up to Doumeki's window which was still dark. He and Moro should have been home a while ago.
"Wata~kun...?" Maru asked in a small voice as Watanuki quickened his pace, trying to catch a glimpse of who ever was being loaded into the ambulance.
When he'd seen Doumeki and Moro laid out on the stretchers he'd pushed by the medics, only to be pulled back again. After a few minutes of arguing and a few bruises from being held back he managed to convince the medics to let him ride along to the hospital.
Now he was sitting in corner of the waiting room, hugging Doumeki's bow and quiver to his chest and receiving odd looks from the nursing staff and the other people in the waiting room. A nurse came by and tapped him on the shoulder, letting him know it was alright to see Doumeki now. Watanuki pulled himself up and followed her through a maze of hallways before they reached the right room.
Doumeki wasn't awake yet, but Watanuki pulled a chair up next to the hospital bed, leaning Doumeki's things carefully against the wall. He took Doumeki's hand between his own, leaning his elbows on the bed. Everything was Hitsuzen...everything, even the bad things. So why had this happened? What was the reason...or even the point?
"You deserve an answer Shizuka..." He whispered to himself.