This is in my happy universe where I'm in denial w Enjoy being in denial with me, it's a very happy place

And enjoy characters actually feeling the effects of vast amounts of bloodloss xD

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It was dark...damnit...he couldn't even make it back. That man...he was too strong, Nanaya had to run. He could feel his mind slugish as he stumbled away, leaning on a building for support.

He could see the city lights before he completely blacked out, falling forward onto his face.

Nanaya didn't regain conciousness till...he couldn't rightly tell...it was a childish looking room...the sun streaming in made him feel like he was 9 in his own bedroom...not that he had anything like that. He slowly sat up, pushing himself up with one arm before he remembered. He snapped his eyes over to his other arm, seeing only the bandaged stump in its place. What? Who could've--no, more who would've done such a thing? Even in their group he wasn't the most popular...he didn't have anyone that would take the time to look for him and bandage him up.

"Waahh! You're awake!" chirped the happy voice that just made his head split. He grabbed his head but didn't feel the bandage on his face. Waitasecond...that wasn't the only thing missing! He tore back the coveres to see himself sitting in only his briefs, which he quickly hid once again, pulling the covers to his chest as he shrank away from the stranger, giving him the most vicious one-eyed scowl he could muster at the moment.

The blonde hurried over with a tray with a bowl of miso soup and rice. "Geeze, you've been sleeping three days straight," he chuckled, giving Nanaya a cheery smile.

It wasn't as scary as Nanaya had thought momentarily...it was...more annoying. For some odd reason he wanted to punch the man that'd saved him...but he refrained...possibly only because with just that left hand he felt off balanced. But what was he doing in the stranger's house?

"Ah, I'll go get some water, go ahead and start!" the blond said happily before hurrying off.

Nanaya looked suspiciously at the meal before giving a defeated sigh. He was starved...three days? Yea, that would explain why he was so hungry. He tossed back the soup fairly quickly...however when he too the chopsticks awkwardly in hand he couldn't seem to hold them properly. Damnit...he was right handed...with that hand missing...

"AH! Sorry!" said his...savior? He hurried over and took the chopsticks from Nanaya and held the bowl out along with a good bite's worth of rice. "Say 'aahh!'," he chimed happily.

The steely eye narrowed and looked from the bowl to the overly happy blonde. No. There was no way he was going to play newly weds with that idiot. But after his stomach gave a rather loud protest he grit his teeth before silently opening his mouth.

"So do you have a name?" asked the blonde.

"Nanaya," he grunted between bites, his voice rather hushed and gruff. He kept his eye fixed on the plate however, seeming to ignore the man feeding him as best he could.

The idiot beamed at him, perking up. "Nanaya!" he chimed happily. "I'm Kengo, you can stay here till you're better," he said happily. He looked curiously at the stump, then the scar on his face, then he looked somewhat saddened. Why, Nanaya couldn't tell, not that he cared.

The two sat in silence a while longer as Kengo tenderly fed the one eyed grump.

With all that happened that night Nanaya froze for a moment before staring stupidly at Kengo. "Waitasecond...you can see me?" he choked. It'd taken him a few moments to realize the other was just a human. After all, his senses were a little dull after getting himself knocked stupid by those other shin. But really...he'd thought he was strong...damnit...

"...eh?" Kengo asked, staring stupidly at him. "Then...are you a ghost?"

Nanaya bit his lip before looking away. "Eh...something like that.." he mumbled. Yes...a ghost that ate...something like that. Well clearly Kengo wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, and as tempting as it was to backhand him for such stupidity he refrained. Maybe he'd tell him eventually but for now he opened his mouth to silently demand to be fed.

"Really?" he asked eagerly.

"...you really are an idiot," he muttered through bites. Kengo had a kicked puppy look but otherwise just pouted.

"Does...does it still hurt?" Kengo asked, looking at the remaints of Nanaya's arm. "If it's causing you any discomfort we've got pain killers," he said in his ever helpful tone. It was kind of getting annoying...yes it was certainly a good thing he'd been found and patched up...but really, no one smarter could've found him.

Nanaya shook his head and looked away. He shuffled away a little when he finished the food Kengo had brought for him. He rested his back against the wall and sighed a little. "I don't need to be babied," he muttered in a rather sour tone.

"Sorry..." and again there was the kicked puppy look.

"Wh-whatever..." he muttered, pulling his knees to his chest as he looked away. He absently ran a hand through his hair and finally realized his eyepatch was missing. "HEY! Where is it?" he snapped, immidiatly leaping at Kengo, tugging at his clothes to see if it was in one of his pockets.

Of course it was then that his sister chose to barge in, throwing the door open wide with tea in hands. "Ken-chan! I saw the extra--" she broke off when she saw her brother sprawled on his back with the one-armed, one-eyed shorty on him pulling his clothing. She stood there stunned for a few moments before letting out some sort of banshee-like shriek. "KYAAAHH!! Good luck Ken-chan!" she squealed, dropping the tray of tea before slamming the door shut.

The two remained on the door as they listened to her thunder down down the hall, then the stairs. Nanaya looked down at Kengo with his usual steely-eyed look. "What...?"

"Ah-hah...Mayu probably thought Akira and Shirogane came over," he said a little awkwardly.

At that moment Nanaya's eyes darted wide and he leapt off of Kengo. His usual bitter eyes showed pure terror as he looked at Kengo. Those two...he was friends with those...monsters? He had to get out! Door? No...window...yes! Ye window! Better escape route! But as he took a leap for the window Kengo quickly wrapped his arms around his waist or pulled him back. "NO! Let go of me!" he snarled, thrashing around in a panic.

"Hang on! Whats wrong?" Kengo asked, barely able to keep a hold of the thrashing shin. "Stop moving so much, your wounds are reopening and you're going to die of blood loss!"

The settled him atleast a little. And after he stopped his panic thrashing he was able to push away from Kengo's embrace. "I...I gott get outta here..." he mumbled, putting a hand to his stump. Urgh...it really was bleeding again...pretty bad too. Fortunately however when his legs collapsed out from under him the blonde puppy was there to catch him. Ouch...there was a bitch slap to his pride. "Let go..." he muttered bitterly.

Kengo set him back on the bed before moving away. "I wont ask you about what happened...but it you keep moving around so much you'll die," he said in a concerned tone, again showing that pitiful look of his.

"Nnh...whatever..." he murmured, flopping ndown on the bed and rolling on his side with his back to Kengo.

There was a lon silence before anything. He heard Kengo get up, get the tea, set it near them...then more silence. He relaxed a little and settled down. Okay...so he was in the house of the friend of those insane bastards...if they found him he'd be dead for sure. Luckily Kengo seemed too stupid to think about it that much so perhaps he'd be safe for the moment.

He gasped sharply and leapt when he felt hands on his ruined arm. He jerked his head to look over his shoulder at Kengo.

"Sorry, just gunna rewrap it so it doesn't get infefcted...tea?" he asked, sheepishly extendin the empty cup to him.

...good lord, could he be any more pathetic? But Nanaya sighed and sat up, accepting the cup to Kengo could pour tea into it. He seemed to easily submit to to that puppy dog look. Damn him. Well atleast he wasn't as violent as his friend...probably not as strong. However at the moment he didn't mind terribly. He often said weak people bored him...but it was certainly the prefered at the moment.

The kicked puppy perked and smiled happily at Nanaya. He gently pulled the bandages off his arm and replaced it with the newer one, doing his damndest not to touch the wound too hard. Frankly the careful touches...they weren't so bad. Atleast compaired to the rather rough agressive he was used to.

"My eyepatch..." he murmured.

It took Kengo a few moments before he realized what Nanaya meant. He quickly retrieved the eyepatch from the bedside counter. "Was this what you wanted before?" he asked. When Nanaya looked at it a moment before looking a little uncomfortable it once again hit him. He leaned over and carefully put it back over his eye, hooking it behind his ears. "Better?" he asked in his cheerful tone.

He nodded and adjusted it a little more comfortably. "I should...I should go," he mumbled, shuffling to move off the bed.

"Wah! Wait! You're still injured!" Kengo said, placing his bands on Nanaya's knees. "Just...atleast stay till it stops bleeding so easily."

The shin looked to the hands on his knees. Well...should he stay or should he go now?

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If you don't get the musical reference in the last sentance...I weep for you w

Not to worry, there will be much guy luff in the next chapter.