1 What to do? What to do... [Private | No kill] Sat Sep 07, 2013 6:20 pm
Himitsu
D-rank
Stirring slightly, she made a few soft noises, too early. Too early to wake up and deal with people. Way too early to put up with the antics of the general populace. She didn’t even want to open her eyes, the bed, it was just entirely too comfortable. Like a trap. The bed was a trap for her, a trap to ensnare her in the world of dreams and laziness. Laziness was a bad, or rather unattractive trait for a woman such as herself. Rolling over to her right side, she grabbed for the thing closest to her, a pillow, and proceeded to pull it in close to herself, cuddling the fluffy pillow as if it would show her the same affection back. She was sleepy, and her bed was warm and soft and she didn’t want to move... Too early, she couldn’t even hear the sounds of birds chirping yet, which made her doubt that the sun, was up, let alone Yuudai.
Letting her body relax into the bed, she enjoyed the soft feeling of the blanket over her bare skin. What she was wearing currently? Just light pink bikini cut panties. No bra, no shirt or pants. Nope. Last night when she had laid down, she had dressed in clothes, but she had gotten too hot during the night and said fuck it before stripping. It wasn’t like anyone was going to see her nude form anyway, she was under a large comforter and she highly doubted that Yuudai was going to walk into the room in the middle of the night and insist on her getting up, walking around and conversing with him. She was tired, and she knew that he had been tired as well last night, hell, they had been travelling for about a week straight anyway, they both needed the rest. Brushing the barely semi coherent thoughts from her drowsy mind, she fell back into the embrace of sweet peaceful sleep.
Birds. Birds. She could hear birds chirping. Chirping leaking through into her brain, seeping through the cracks of her consciousness and into her dreams. Damn birds. Waking her up. Groaning softly, she kicked her feet in a somewhat childish manner. Waking up. She did not want to do this at all. What was this thing called waking up? What type of sorcery was it? Who needed to wake up? Fuck waking up. She needed to thought. The night before, she had scheduled for a doctor’s appointment, no need to fill out paperwork, she had talked to the hospital in the Hidden Cloud Village and had her medical files transferred over to Kiri’s hospital. Sluggishly opening her eyes, she tossed the comforter back when she stretched, somewhat regretting the choice to forgo the covers when the cold air kissed her skin, causing it to tighten up with goosebumps. She instantly covered what she could of her bare chest with her arms. Cold. Colder than she wanted it to be where it was cold.
Sighing softly, she sat up and got out of the bed with the speed of a turtle climbing a mountain. Dropping her panties, she walked across the room and grabbed her towel before heading to the guest bathroom and proceeding to take a shower. She was sleepy, letting her head lean against the wall as she attempted to turn the shower on, after a moment, she succeeded, turning a nice lukewarm shower on. The feeling of the water on her skin made her shudder slightly, it was slightly cool compared to her current body temperature, and her skin was already tightened up. Sighing softly, she made the shower warmer; a relaxing warm, not hot. Reaching for her washcloth, she leaned against the tiled wall, slothishly running the now soapy rag up her side, over her chest and arms, closing her eyes with pleasure from the rough fabric on her soft skin. She washed from foot to head, taking her tie and making sure to get everywhere on her body clean. From washing her body she began to wash her hair, a long and arduous process. From root to tip she lathered her hair up, letting it sit in the massive amount of hair she had before trying her best to rinse it all out before adding conditioner into her hair, letting it sit while she stood zombie-like under the water prior to washing the conditioner out as well. Ringing her hair out, and shaking as much water as she could off, she turned to water off, grabbed her towel and tried to dry off.
From the bathroom to her bedroom she went, still dragging her feet somewhat. Sleeeeeeeepy. She wanted sleeeep. Blinking several times, she yawned, arms stretching up and back arching out of instinct while her towel fell to the ground. Looking down at said runaway towel, she stared at it in a blank unphased manner. Fuck you too towel. Fuck you too. She thought to herself. From this, she stepped out of the towel and proceeded to get dressed. putting simple clothes on; a black, somewhat lacy bra, a short sleeved black t-shirt, lacy black panties, and long flowy black pants. Slipping on her boots, she walked back into the bathroom so she could brush her teeth. After going about that oral business, she would leave from the house and make her way to the hospital for a hormone test and a normal check-up to makes sure that she was still recovering from the coma correctly.
It was lovely day outside today, the cool mist was hanging lazily in the air, the sunlight bright but not hot, the slight breeze gracing her face with the gentleness of a lover’s touch. She truly enjoyed days like this, where it was comfortable instead of sticky and humid outside. The weather was why she took her sweet time walking to the hospital. She knew she wouldn’t be late, she had woken up early enough to make sure that she would not run late. As she predicted, she did indeed arrive to the receptionary area on time.
The clear fibreglass doors of the hospital automatically slid open on their own rails, allowing her to simply walk in. Glancing around she blankly looked around at the sight of the white and light blue floor tiles, white walls and ceilings and tall sunny windows. The hospital smelt starkly clean, almost burning her nose in the switch from warm outside air to cold clean hospital air. She walked up to the receptionist. "Hello, how may I help you today ma'am?" The young brunette asked politely. She was dressed in soft pink scrubs, chocolate brown hair short in a flaring pixie cut. Her light face was dappled with light brown freckles across her cheekbones and nose. On her straight nose black rimmed glasses set for her amber eyes to see out of.
"I'm here for an appointment. I'm certain that Kumogakure's hospital has transferred my information and appointment time?"
"Name?"
"Haruto, Himitsu."
"Ah, yes. Hormone test and full check up correct? The doctor will call you back shortly. For now just have a seat in one of those waiting chairs over there." The receptionist said as she stood up from her seat, pointing over her desk to a group of dark blue chairs in the waiting area. Himitsu smiled, nodding before turning and taking a seat. The chair's cushion was soft, comfortable fabric for a hospital waiting chair. She just sat there, no thoughts really crossing her mind. She wasn't feeling that much anxiety, her thoughts were not racing. If it was, it would simply be. She didn't have to worry, not after what Yuudai had said to her the day before. She didn't feel as scared anymore, because with what he had said, she knew that she wouldn't be cast out and left to care for herself and the child alone, if she was pregnant. It was comforting to know that she wasn't going to be alone, as that had been one of her largest fears as of recent.
"Himitsu Haruto?" A female voice called, snapping Himitsu from her bothersome disturbance of daydreaming. She stood up, turning to look for the person who called her name, it was raven haired woman wearing dark blue scrubs. Stepping closer Himitsu smiled softly at her, the lady's eyes were a pretty green colour behind blue rimmed glasses that laid against alabaster pale skin. The lady was narrow faced, her features sharp but at the same time kindly. "If you'll just follow me back, we're going to draw some blood today and do a complete checkup to make sure that you have been recovering correctly.."
With that she followed the nurse down a white hallway, passing several rooms before turning right then left. She pushed a pale blue curtain aside to reveal a desk like station, it had two chairs, a tray that held a sterilised needle, butterfly tube and three tubes that were about two centimetres in diameter. "Just have a seat. I'm sure you've had blood work done before right?"
"Yes of course." The blonde said as she planted her rump in the grey plastic chair. The nurse withdrew a blue stretchy tourniquet, wrapping it around Himi's left arm, tying it before pulling the cover of the needle off. She sat there calmly, without moving as the needle pierced the flesh of her inner elbow. Of course the nurse had cleaned the area prior to sticking her.
And faster than she knew it the nurse was removing the needle from her arm, disposing of it and the butterfly, putting a piece of gauze and band-aide on the entry point, and writing something down on the little stickers of the blood tubes. "Okay, just follow me back and I'll show you to the room." The black haired woman said as she stood up, placing the tubes into a special holder and exiting out of the station. Himitsu followed suit. Her arm felt a little cold and numb, but that was normal after getting blood taken.
She was lead down a hallway and sat in a quiet little room and told that in about fifteen minutes the doctor would be with her. And she sat there in silence for about fifteen minutes, mind wandering from planning what she was going to eat when she got back to the house to music she had heard recently. Hmm, what type of music did she even like anyway? She tended to frown upon rougher, angrier sounding songs. And she also disliked sharp sounding things... So what did that leave her with? Natural sounds? Like the sounds of rain, thunder and wind? Also the sounds of string instruments, she found violin and cellos to sound beauti--
A knock came at the door before a short dirty blonde lady walked in, glasses on and hair pulled back into a short ponytail. “Hello, I am Doctor Yamamora, I have the results of your blood work, but first I’m going to do the check up.”
She went through all the normal things, stand on a scale, get her height measured, her throat looked at, ears checked, nose checked. Everything was going normally until the doctor shone the bright light into Himitsu’s left eye, causing Himi to close her eye and flinch away slightly. The doctor lowered the light and looked at the blonde, confusion on her face. “Was the light too bright?”
“No, I’m blind, doctor. I didn’t see a light. I don’t know why I flinched.” Her response was greeted with silence and the sound of a pencil scribbling on paper. She heard Dr. Yamamora take a breath in before she started. “Haruto-san, you say that you are blind, but since you’ve awoken from your coma, all of our checkup results show that you can see. You follow my face and respond to my expressions and your pupils dilate normally. The same report shows on your file from Kumo’s checkups.”
“... But... If I could see, then I would see colour and what things look like, but all I see is black. I can’t see.” The doctor looked at her with a blank stare before saying, “Alright, believe what you want...” She then mumbled something about psychosomatic blindness. Himi knew what that was, it was where one psychologically tricked themselves into believing that they were paralysed or disabled in someway, and these “disabilities” tended to come from emotional or mental causes. Well... Speaking of the things that had happened to her during the course of her life thus far? Pretty stressful and emotionally scarring. Childhood abuse, bullying and being struck by lightning and having to live with the fact that she felt useless due to her blindness? Yes, that did qualify as stressful, even if she had lived with these self destructive thoughts for so long that they ceased to be stressful or meaningful to her. ”The results. What were they?” She ventured to ask.
“Positive.”
For a second, or rather, a moment, Himitsu didn’t know how exactly to reply. She was relieved that she had an answer and wasn’t just standing around wondering and worrying. It was one less question occupying her mind. ... But she already had a lot going through her mind. Blind, she wasn’t blind? She wasn’t blind and she was pregnant. She had not expected the doctors visit to go like this. Though, she could almost scoff at the doc telling her that she could see. If she could see, then she would be able to, right? Opening her mouth Himitsu spoke softly, “Oh.” That was the only thing that left her throat as it really sunk in.
Pregnant. She was going to be a mother. Questions, even more of them flooded into her head. Would the baby be a boy or a girl? What would the child look like? What would her and Yuudai decide to name it? How would he feel, she already knew that he was going to help her out, but how would it affect the relationship they had? Was he just wanting to know her more because she was pregnant? She didn’t want him to feel trapped by her, she didn’t want him to advance the relationship simply because of the baby. These were the things that were floating through her skull when she enter back into the house. Closing the door behind herself she called out in her normal soft voice. “... Yuudai?”
Letting her body relax into the bed, she enjoyed the soft feeling of the blanket over her bare skin. What she was wearing currently? Just light pink bikini cut panties. No bra, no shirt or pants. Nope. Last night when she had laid down, she had dressed in clothes, but she had gotten too hot during the night and said fuck it before stripping. It wasn’t like anyone was going to see her nude form anyway, she was under a large comforter and she highly doubted that Yuudai was going to walk into the room in the middle of the night and insist on her getting up, walking around and conversing with him. She was tired, and she knew that he had been tired as well last night, hell, they had been travelling for about a week straight anyway, they both needed the rest. Brushing the barely semi coherent thoughts from her drowsy mind, she fell back into the embrace of sweet peaceful sleep.
Birds. Birds. She could hear birds chirping. Chirping leaking through into her brain, seeping through the cracks of her consciousness and into her dreams. Damn birds. Waking her up. Groaning softly, she kicked her feet in a somewhat childish manner. Waking up. She did not want to do this at all. What was this thing called waking up? What type of sorcery was it? Who needed to wake up? Fuck waking up. She needed to thought. The night before, she had scheduled for a doctor’s appointment, no need to fill out paperwork, she had talked to the hospital in the Hidden Cloud Village and had her medical files transferred over to Kiri’s hospital. Sluggishly opening her eyes, she tossed the comforter back when she stretched, somewhat regretting the choice to forgo the covers when the cold air kissed her skin, causing it to tighten up with goosebumps. She instantly covered what she could of her bare chest with her arms. Cold. Colder than she wanted it to be where it was cold.
Sighing softly, she sat up and got out of the bed with the speed of a turtle climbing a mountain. Dropping her panties, she walked across the room and grabbed her towel before heading to the guest bathroom and proceeding to take a shower. She was sleepy, letting her head lean against the wall as she attempted to turn the shower on, after a moment, she succeeded, turning a nice lukewarm shower on. The feeling of the water on her skin made her shudder slightly, it was slightly cool compared to her current body temperature, and her skin was already tightened up. Sighing softly, she made the shower warmer; a relaxing warm, not hot. Reaching for her washcloth, she leaned against the tiled wall, slothishly running the now soapy rag up her side, over her chest and arms, closing her eyes with pleasure from the rough fabric on her soft skin. She washed from foot to head, taking her tie and making sure to get everywhere on her body clean. From washing her body she began to wash her hair, a long and arduous process. From root to tip she lathered her hair up, letting it sit in the massive amount of hair she had before trying her best to rinse it all out before adding conditioner into her hair, letting it sit while she stood zombie-like under the water prior to washing the conditioner out as well. Ringing her hair out, and shaking as much water as she could off, she turned to water off, grabbed her towel and tried to dry off.
From the bathroom to her bedroom she went, still dragging her feet somewhat. Sleeeeeeeepy. She wanted sleeeep. Blinking several times, she yawned, arms stretching up and back arching out of instinct while her towel fell to the ground. Looking down at said runaway towel, she stared at it in a blank unphased manner. Fuck you too towel. Fuck you too. She thought to herself. From this, she stepped out of the towel and proceeded to get dressed. putting simple clothes on; a black, somewhat lacy bra, a short sleeved black t-shirt, lacy black panties, and long flowy black pants. Slipping on her boots, she walked back into the bathroom so she could brush her teeth. After going about that oral business, she would leave from the house and make her way to the hospital for a hormone test and a normal check-up to makes sure that she was still recovering from the coma correctly.
It was lovely day outside today, the cool mist was hanging lazily in the air, the sunlight bright but not hot, the slight breeze gracing her face with the gentleness of a lover’s touch. She truly enjoyed days like this, where it was comfortable instead of sticky and humid outside. The weather was why she took her sweet time walking to the hospital. She knew she wouldn’t be late, she had woken up early enough to make sure that she would not run late. As she predicted, she did indeed arrive to the receptionary area on time.
The clear fibreglass doors of the hospital automatically slid open on their own rails, allowing her to simply walk in. Glancing around she blankly looked around at the sight of the white and light blue floor tiles, white walls and ceilings and tall sunny windows. The hospital smelt starkly clean, almost burning her nose in the switch from warm outside air to cold clean hospital air. She walked up to the receptionist. "Hello, how may I help you today ma'am?" The young brunette asked politely. She was dressed in soft pink scrubs, chocolate brown hair short in a flaring pixie cut. Her light face was dappled with light brown freckles across her cheekbones and nose. On her straight nose black rimmed glasses set for her amber eyes to see out of.
"I'm here for an appointment. I'm certain that Kumogakure's hospital has transferred my information and appointment time?"
"Name?"
"Haruto, Himitsu."
"Ah, yes. Hormone test and full check up correct? The doctor will call you back shortly. For now just have a seat in one of those waiting chairs over there." The receptionist said as she stood up from her seat, pointing over her desk to a group of dark blue chairs in the waiting area. Himitsu smiled, nodding before turning and taking a seat. The chair's cushion was soft, comfortable fabric for a hospital waiting chair. She just sat there, no thoughts really crossing her mind. She wasn't feeling that much anxiety, her thoughts were not racing. If it was, it would simply be. She didn't have to worry, not after what Yuudai had said to her the day before. She didn't feel as scared anymore, because with what he had said, she knew that she wouldn't be cast out and left to care for herself and the child alone, if she was pregnant. It was comforting to know that she wasn't going to be alone, as that had been one of her largest fears as of recent.
"Himitsu Haruto?" A female voice called, snapping Himitsu from her bothersome disturbance of daydreaming. She stood up, turning to look for the person who called her name, it was raven haired woman wearing dark blue scrubs. Stepping closer Himitsu smiled softly at her, the lady's eyes were a pretty green colour behind blue rimmed glasses that laid against alabaster pale skin. The lady was narrow faced, her features sharp but at the same time kindly. "If you'll just follow me back, we're going to draw some blood today and do a complete checkup to make sure that you have been recovering correctly.."
With that she followed the nurse down a white hallway, passing several rooms before turning right then left. She pushed a pale blue curtain aside to reveal a desk like station, it had two chairs, a tray that held a sterilised needle, butterfly tube and three tubes that were about two centimetres in diameter. "Just have a seat. I'm sure you've had blood work done before right?"
"Yes of course." The blonde said as she planted her rump in the grey plastic chair. The nurse withdrew a blue stretchy tourniquet, wrapping it around Himi's left arm, tying it before pulling the cover of the needle off. She sat there calmly, without moving as the needle pierced the flesh of her inner elbow. Of course the nurse had cleaned the area prior to sticking her.
And faster than she knew it the nurse was removing the needle from her arm, disposing of it and the butterfly, putting a piece of gauze and band-aide on the entry point, and writing something down on the little stickers of the blood tubes. "Okay, just follow me back and I'll show you to the room." The black haired woman said as she stood up, placing the tubes into a special holder and exiting out of the station. Himitsu followed suit. Her arm felt a little cold and numb, but that was normal after getting blood taken.
She was lead down a hallway and sat in a quiet little room and told that in about fifteen minutes the doctor would be with her. And she sat there in silence for about fifteen minutes, mind wandering from planning what she was going to eat when she got back to the house to music she had heard recently. Hmm, what type of music did she even like anyway? She tended to frown upon rougher, angrier sounding songs. And she also disliked sharp sounding things... So what did that leave her with? Natural sounds? Like the sounds of rain, thunder and wind? Also the sounds of string instruments, she found violin and cellos to sound beauti--
A knock came at the door before a short dirty blonde lady walked in, glasses on and hair pulled back into a short ponytail. “Hello, I am Doctor Yamamora, I have the results of your blood work, but first I’m going to do the check up.”
She went through all the normal things, stand on a scale, get her height measured, her throat looked at, ears checked, nose checked. Everything was going normally until the doctor shone the bright light into Himitsu’s left eye, causing Himi to close her eye and flinch away slightly. The doctor lowered the light and looked at the blonde, confusion on her face. “Was the light too bright?”
“No, I’m blind, doctor. I didn’t see a light. I don’t know why I flinched.” Her response was greeted with silence and the sound of a pencil scribbling on paper. She heard Dr. Yamamora take a breath in before she started. “Haruto-san, you say that you are blind, but since you’ve awoken from your coma, all of our checkup results show that you can see. You follow my face and respond to my expressions and your pupils dilate normally. The same report shows on your file from Kumo’s checkups.”
“... But... If I could see, then I would see colour and what things look like, but all I see is black. I can’t see.” The doctor looked at her with a blank stare before saying, “Alright, believe what you want...” She then mumbled something about psychosomatic blindness. Himi knew what that was, it was where one psychologically tricked themselves into believing that they were paralysed or disabled in someway, and these “disabilities” tended to come from emotional or mental causes. Well... Speaking of the things that had happened to her during the course of her life thus far? Pretty stressful and emotionally scarring. Childhood abuse, bullying and being struck by lightning and having to live with the fact that she felt useless due to her blindness? Yes, that did qualify as stressful, even if she had lived with these self destructive thoughts for so long that they ceased to be stressful or meaningful to her. ”The results. What were they?” She ventured to ask.
“Positive.”
For a second, or rather, a moment, Himitsu didn’t know how exactly to reply. She was relieved that she had an answer and wasn’t just standing around wondering and worrying. It was one less question occupying her mind. ... But she already had a lot going through her mind. Blind, she wasn’t blind? She wasn’t blind and she was pregnant. She had not expected the doctors visit to go like this. Though, she could almost scoff at the doc telling her that she could see. If she could see, then she would be able to, right? Opening her mouth Himitsu spoke softly, “Oh.” That was the only thing that left her throat as it really sunk in.
Pregnant. She was going to be a mother. Questions, even more of them flooded into her head. Would the baby be a boy or a girl? What would the child look like? What would her and Yuudai decide to name it? How would he feel, she already knew that he was going to help her out, but how would it affect the relationship they had? Was he just wanting to know her more because she was pregnant? She didn’t want him to feel trapped by her, she didn’t want him to advance the relationship simply because of the baby. These were the things that were floating through her skull when she enter back into the house. Closing the door behind herself she called out in her normal soft voice. “... Yuudai?”