Trouble Coming

[ryou lithy]

Arm bandaged from her fingers up to mid-forearm, bruises and scratches on her face and legs, Ryou exited her apartment. She had just gotten back from a mission and of course was beaten up. But luckily she had trapped her attacker ^^ Allowing her hair to be down for the time being, the young genin sighed and trotted down the stairs of the apartment complex she lived in. Her grandfather was out working the market like usual so her day was free. That was -if/when a mission came up. Stretching her arms over her head she suddenly winced, forgetting her wounds hadn't actually been treated yet.

"Damn Sound shinobi..." She said, spitting on the ground. Did they never give up?

Oh well. That wasn't her problem at the moment. Currently she had to find Iyasu and get him to fix her up. Yeah there were perks to having a healer for a boyfriend Immediate attention. She could probably even get away- no wait he was too smart for that. She couldn't trick him into thinking that her wounds were worse than they actually were. Perception, BAH! Stepping out into the light she looked around and 'hmm'd slightly before wondering if she should go to the hospice or wait for their usual meeting. Tapping her forehead protector boredly Ryou crossed her arms over her chest and bit her bottom lip.[/size]

[Iyasu -Emoosts]

Iyasu had been contenting himself with reading some textbooks on healing -he had nothing to do. As the time ticked by at the hospital he found himself growing considerably more bored with himself until the point his focus finally disappeared and any interest he had held in the book evaporated. With a heavy and slightly frustrated sigh he closed the book and placed it back in its respective place. He looked at a clock and decided that he might as well go see Ryou -if she was there. If not maybe he'd run into someone he knew along the way or even there. He was sure his older brother was at home.

It took him about five minutes to get out the hospital -he didn't know why or how it took so long. He guessed with saying he was leaving and doing final checks to make sure he didn't miss anything or do something wrong, it had cost him that much time. Ah well -he was already on his way. Actually, he had spaced until the point where he had entirely forgot where or why he was walking. Then the realization formed that he was coming close to the apartment complex. He shook his head to clear his thoughts, and glanced up and then... Who was that? He squinted slightly and the form cleared. Aha! That was definitly Ryou.

He jogged a few steps, so he wouldn't have to yell, and a loud voice would do. "Ryou, what are you doing?!" He asked, pretending as if she was doing something horribly wrong, and using that voice he always used with her.

Of course she wasn't doing anything wrong. At least not at the moment. He just couldn't help it. And its not like she actually did anything wrong to begin with, she just tended to act rather then think. He grinned -then noticed the bandages. He rolled his eyes as he stopped in front of her, frowning slightly.

"Got beat up, again, hm?" He asked, reminding himself he really shouldn't be surprised.

[ryou lithy]

Picking up on the distinct sound of footsteps she looked up and blinked, a spring breeze brushing strands of light blue hair over a deep scratch on her cheek. Not at all amused by the look she got from Iyasu she climbed down from the wall she had decided to sit on and pushed some hair behind her ears so more wounds were visible. Wait had she been doing something wrong? thingying her head to the right she gave him a confused expression but then shook the thought away and sighed.

"Hello to you too, Iyasu." She said in a flat tone. In all truth -however- she was happy to see him. Outstretching her bandaged arm just as he began to remark about her condition she gave a mock glare and looked away.

"No, not again. I kicked the bastard's ass." She gave a grin you wouldn't expect a girl to give. That's our Ryou for you. Shifting the genin then sighed with a smile, "So, you gonna take care of me or what? They do hurt like hell."

[Iyasu -Emoosts]

When she commented on how she kicked the enemy's ass, he could do nothing more then smile at her. She WAS a decent shinobi. He still liked to pick on her, anyway. But still... He couldn't help it if he worried about her, then when she got back he had to heal her wounds, and then all his worry was generated into a slight case of frustration. Plus, working at the hospital with badly injured shinobi being rushed in all the time, it was hard to keep faith in her and her abilities. No matter who you were, there was -always- someone out there who was stronger.

"I figured as much," Iyasu said in reply, then added with a smile, "Of course I'll take care of you." And it was obvious how he didn't just mean now.

Iyasu peeled off her bandages and allowed them to drop, then concentrating his chakra to his hands, the green aura flickering around them as he shifted one palm on top of her arm, and the other palm on the bottom. He waited a minute or so to allow the medical chakra to heal her wounded arm before pulling back. His hands returned to their normal state.

"Did you clean your cuts? You have some pretty deep ones, Ryou," he said, trying to suppress a frown, but unsuccessful.

Really, you always heard how it was the GIRLS in a relationship worrying over their boyfriends, well, certainly not in this relationship. HE was constantly worrying about HER. But he guess he couldn't do anything about that. Not like he wanted too -he liked her... craziness.

[ryou lithy]

When he began peeling off the bandage on her arm she winced. The burnt skin that was like thin sheets of paper clung to the cloth. At one point she actually screamed because such a large piece came off. Eyes becoming glossy from held-back tears, Ryou bit upon her lip as he began the cool process of healing her arm. Sighing she looked at him and gave a rather pathetic wince. Bringing it up to her chest she took a deep breath in and then let it out in a hiss.

As the attention was brought to her cuts and gashes she gave an innocent smile. "No, I didn't." She said

Stepping forward she brought his hand up to her deeply wounded cheek and thingyed her head, still smiling. "Here, now, okay? Everything else is fine." Ryou said. She knew he worried about her too much but truly she was fine. Or would be. As long as there are healers should will always be healthy. [/color]

(blehg, this sucks but my muse is dying for the night >>)

[Iyasu -Emoosts]

Iyasu had himself winced when she screamed. When it came to Ryou he had a much weaker stomach then he usually did. Thus, when the flesh began sticking to the bandage, his face turned unusually grim. He couldn't help it -he could heal anyone... It was just different with Ryou. Although, he reminded himself, I should really be used to this by now. Even though she was a decent shinobi, if someone wasn't careful it was easy to get injured during a mission.

"...Yeah," Iyasu mumbled, studying her cheeks, running his thumb softly over an unscathed part of her cheek.

He pulled out his mini-aid kit that he also carried around. He took out something and sprayed the wounds, touching it with a corner of cloth to clean it. He then applied ointment to the wounds and put on bandaids. Infections were nasty things -with her way of things they may just get infected. And personally, he didn't want that to happen. He was sure she didn't either.

"Since we both have time, it seems, we should do something," he said, not caring what. But they needed to relax -and plus, this was their regular meeting time, so they had to do SOMETHING.


(ick, sucky, in school >>)