Mihawk looked out at the battle with sorrowful eyes, he had gone through one war already, wasn't that enough?He backed up deeper into the alley and turned on his heel intent on leaving the island. He paused in front of a rundown building, his head tilting slightly to the side and he opened the door silently. Peering into the darkly lit room he could just make out the form of a person. The man was taking deep, haggard breaths and Mihawk stepped into the room shutting the door behind him. The man froze and attempted to get up only to succeed in hurting himself further. Mihawk silently cursed his saving people issues as he drew closer to the tense man. "Calm down, I just want to help." He took a step forward and could now see the man's face, with an amused huff he set Yoru down and kneeled next to the rather stoic man.
"So how did this happen, Dragon?" Mihawk watched as Dragon scowled deeply and he smirked pushing down on Dragon's hastily bandaged side. Dragon hissed slightly in pain and Mihawk withdrew his hand with wide eyes. "How deep is it Dragon?" Dragon glared at him and Mihawk rolled his eyes taking off the bandages so he could see the damaged side better. Dragon flinched and looked away as he heard Mihawk take a sharp breath. Jabbing Dragon in the neck in order to knock the man out Mihawk withdrew three different colored vials from his cloak. He poured the green one down the man's throat to heal any internal damages, the next was blue and that healed the gash on his side, the last one he used was red and was simply replenished some of the lost blood. Sighing he leaned against the wall and lightly kicked Dragon, watching as the older man shifted and groaned slowly coming back to his senses. Dragon rubbed his head and looked to his wound with wide eyes before glancing back at Mihawk who was smirking slightly, "You should live now."
Mihawk stood but was unprepared for when Dragon caught his wrist pulling him back gently. Because of the suddenness of the move Mihawk stumbled backwards and landed in Dragon's lap. "Yes, Dragon?" Mihawk was tense but Dragon relaxed when the hawk like man made no move to kill him, "How did you heal me so quickly?" Mihawk sighed, gently prying off Dragons hand, "They are some healing medicines that I acquired from the New World." Not necessarily a lie, he did get the ingredients from there. Mihawk went to get up but Dragon unconsciously wrapped an arm around the younger man's waist preventing him from leaving. "Stay at least till night fall, that's when the fighting will calm down." Mihawk looked into Dragons eyes looking for any trace of lies or want, but all he saw was trustful eyes and a small blush on his face. He curled into Dragon resting his head lightly on his neck and released the tension from his body, "Two hours." Dragon smiled and hesitantly brought up his hand running it lightly through Mihawk's hair knocking his hat off, much to Mihawk's irritation.
"Two hours of Safety in the Shadows, little Hawk."
Death: Awww! I kinda of see Mihawk acting like this because of his personality when he was Harry, I feel that he just needs someone to protect him, but that's just me. If you haven't go read A Hawk's Freedom because these are just one shots that don't really have anything to do with the story other than being written. The Poll is still on my profile. PLEASE REVIEW!
I'd like to thank twighlightsirius for bringing this pairing to my attention.