1 Restoration [Misoka/A-Rank] Sun Jun 01, 2014 8:17 pm
Suzume
D-rank
It took some time for Misoka to wake up again. The doctors had their work cut out for them with all the patchwork that was done on her. So many grazes and cuts that covered her body. They told me none of them were severe enough to leave a permanent scar. Except for the spot where she was stabbed.
On her stomach were many bandages that had to be reapplied a few times. The doctors had sent her to surgery when they had first taken her in. The stab wounds having torn up her insides pretty bad, there was a lot that they had to seal back together. Fortunately, she was under great care. And just to make sure, I had demanded to be in the operating room.
Just because there was peace between the Hidden Mist and the Hidden Sand didn't mean they wouldn't be saddened if she'd died 'accidentally' while in their care. I remember one doctor tried to call for security to escort me out but I had stunned his ass with my bo staff, causing his legs to fall asleep and send him straight to the ground.
I laughed thinking about it all now, as I filled out the extended stay form for one of the nurses. They had been nice to us at the least, especially the one that stood waiting for me to finish the form. I smiled at her as she smiled back, taking the completed form and wishing all three of us a safe trip back.
That was one thing, almost everyone here kept mentioning for us to head back. They never stated it outright, except for the doctor I had tazed, but they'd always hint at it with simple phrases just as the nurse had by wishing us safe travels. It was understandable, I thought, seeing as we'd taken out several people within their village. Even if they were bad, it was still a large death toll for one event.
My eyes traveled over my shoulder towards Misoka. She'd really put everything on the line. There was nothing more from her to be expected. She'd given her all not just for the village, but for those kids that had been taken. My smile softened as I watched her slow, steady breathing. Then it was as if my eyes were playing tricks on me.
Did she just move?! I turned completely around to pay closer attention. Her eyes stirred behind her eyelids and then with a quick, natural jolt they were open. My mouth opened in shock and my hands went to cover my mouth all without thinking of it, all of my attention on Misoka as she finally came back to consciousness. She turned her head to the right and looked at Kazuhiko resting beside her in his own bed.
I was so thrilled for her to be back again that I nearly jumped on to her bed as I raced to her side. "Misoka! Misoka!" I was nearly screaming from excitement as I tried to turn her attention from Kazuhiko to me. "Oh, I'm so glad you're alright!"
My hands submerged under her, squeezing between her back and the hospital bed as I tried to give her a hug. There were too many emotions for me to hold back. Everything about this was against what my brain was telling me to do. My training of keeping facades and masks, of hiding true emotions and facial expressions were all cast aside. I had forced myself to express the joy of having her back to being well again. She needed to know that I truly was glad to see her, not having some fake face look at her and lie to her no matter how skilled I had become from all the years of learning the Eye of the Heart.
After all she'd gone through, she deserved some honesty from me. "I'm so sorry, Misoka, for all of this." I started. And for the first time in a long while, my eyes began to water up with real tears.
By the following day, both Misoka and Kazuhiko were well enough to leave. I thanked the doctors for that much at least. We took a slow breakfast, eating our fill and enjoying us all being conscious and in each other's company. Kazuhiko was happy to see us both, and glad that the ones behind the threats towards Suna were dead.
They left together. Kazuhiko coming home with us now that his identity of being a Suna-nin was obvious. It would be too dangerous to leave him there now that his role was compromised. Misoka and I boarded a ship to return us back home, Kazuhiko already heading back to the cabins for some much needed rest. I took a moment to steel my stomach. Sailing was still not my forté and I was dreading the trip, but having Misoka standing next to me made things better. The future was going to be better too.
Travel WC: 600/600 COMPLETE
244
On her stomach were many bandages that had to be reapplied a few times. The doctors had sent her to surgery when they had first taken her in. The stab wounds having torn up her insides pretty bad, there was a lot that they had to seal back together. Fortunately, she was under great care. And just to make sure, I had demanded to be in the operating room.
Just because there was peace between the Hidden Mist and the Hidden Sand didn't mean they wouldn't be saddened if she'd died 'accidentally' while in their care. I remember one doctor tried to call for security to escort me out but I had stunned his ass with my bo staff, causing his legs to fall asleep and send him straight to the ground.
I laughed thinking about it all now, as I filled out the extended stay form for one of the nurses. They had been nice to us at the least, especially the one that stood waiting for me to finish the form. I smiled at her as she smiled back, taking the completed form and wishing all three of us a safe trip back.
That was one thing, almost everyone here kept mentioning for us to head back. They never stated it outright, except for the doctor I had tazed, but they'd always hint at it with simple phrases just as the nurse had by wishing us safe travels. It was understandable, I thought, seeing as we'd taken out several people within their village. Even if they were bad, it was still a large death toll for one event.
My eyes traveled over my shoulder towards Misoka. She'd really put everything on the line. There was nothing more from her to be expected. She'd given her all not just for the village, but for those kids that had been taken. My smile softened as I watched her slow, steady breathing. Then it was as if my eyes were playing tricks on me.
Did she just move?! I turned completely around to pay closer attention. Her eyes stirred behind her eyelids and then with a quick, natural jolt they were open. My mouth opened in shock and my hands went to cover my mouth all without thinking of it, all of my attention on Misoka as she finally came back to consciousness. She turned her head to the right and looked at Kazuhiko resting beside her in his own bed.
I was so thrilled for her to be back again that I nearly jumped on to her bed as I raced to her side. "Misoka! Misoka!" I was nearly screaming from excitement as I tried to turn her attention from Kazuhiko to me. "Oh, I'm so glad you're alright!"
My hands submerged under her, squeezing between her back and the hospital bed as I tried to give her a hug. There were too many emotions for me to hold back. Everything about this was against what my brain was telling me to do. My training of keeping facades and masks, of hiding true emotions and facial expressions were all cast aside. I had forced myself to express the joy of having her back to being well again. She needed to know that I truly was glad to see her, not having some fake face look at her and lie to her no matter how skilled I had become from all the years of learning the Eye of the Heart.
After all she'd gone through, she deserved some honesty from me. "I'm so sorry, Misoka, for all of this." I started. And for the first time in a long while, my eyes began to water up with real tears.
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By the following day, both Misoka and Kazuhiko were well enough to leave. I thanked the doctors for that much at least. We took a slow breakfast, eating our fill and enjoying us all being conscious and in each other's company. Kazuhiko was happy to see us both, and glad that the ones behind the threats towards Suna were dead.
They left together. Kazuhiko coming home with us now that his identity of being a Suna-nin was obvious. It would be too dangerous to leave him there now that his role was compromised. Misoka and I boarded a ship to return us back home, Kazuhiko already heading back to the cabins for some much needed rest. I took a moment to steel my stomach. Sailing was still not my forté and I was dreading the trip, but having Misoka standing next to me made things better. The future was going to be better too.
Travel WC: 600/600 COMPLETE
244
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