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Prologue: Midnight Encounters"I'm very sorry I didn't take you to a hospital." She gently told the prone form in her bed. "It's too far from here and I have no means to take you there." An unintelligible murmur escaped the man's lips as the surgical needle penetrated his skin. She nervously bit her lip and gently smoothed her hands along the man's furrowed brows.
"I know it hurts," she said as she prepared for another stitch, "this is the last one." One last time, she pierced his bloodstained skin and closed the nasty gash along his muscular stomach.
With the back of her hand, she wiped the beads of sweat forming on her forehead. The action only resulted in her getting blood on her bangs and some on her forehead. She looked up at the ceiling and sighed in frustration.
"Men have always been trouble and you," she looked down at the bloody and bruised man she had just stitched up, "are no different."
She reached for the washcloth floating around in the basin, squeezed off the excess water and began the tedious task of cleaning the unconscious man up. As she did, she took notice of the man. He was an attractive one she supposed, with deep crimson hair, an elegantly shaped nose and a well-built body to match a very stern countenance. He also radiated an aura of intensity and veiled darkness making her wonder just who he was. He was no ordinary by-stander, that she was sure. No ordinary man would end up wounded in the steps to her shrine, in the middle of the night with a bloodstained sword in hand.
Although everything about him screamed 'danger' and even if she had harbored some sort of resentment towards men, she was not so coldhearted as to leave a man to bleed to death. Her grandfather taught her better- she was better than that.
Oddly enough, she found him while following a voice she thought was calling her name.
"Who are you?"
My First submission here. This is dedicated to thebodyfarm who I think is backpacking somewhere in Europe (lucky girl!).
It's Rei/Ran. I'm a Schu and Youji girl but Dy(thebodyfarm) has those grounds covered already.
Word Count: 333 (the story minus the author's notes)
Incredibly short, I know, but I like it that way.
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