Yao Wang was not very happy. In Fact he wasn't happy at all.
"Aiiyah! Whats with this cold Russian weather aru!?" Yao yelled into the snow covered night. He held onto a bag full ingredients to make a chicken and vegetable stir fry and continued to make his way through the snow.
Yao was a short man (Even though he was 19) with ash brown hair. He had let it grow out to just below his shoulders, despite his dad saying it made him look like a girl, and his soft brown eyes made him look younger then he actually was. No matter where he was or what situation he was in, Yao would wear traditional Chinese clothing. So even though it was below zero he was still wearing black slippers, ¾ length pants and a long sleeved top. Though to compromise with the cold weather he wore a long black coat.
"Aanhh..."
Yao paused and looked around. "What was that aru?" The Chinese man followed the groaning till he reached a small dark alley. Hidden by the shadows cast on him a boy lay in the snow groaning softly. Yao approached him cautiously and sniffed. 'Oh yuck..' His hand quickly went up to cover his nose and mouth. The boy smelt of urine, blood and, from what Yao could see, vomit. 'Great.' He thought before looking at the boys face.
He looked young, too young to be lying around in the streets covered in bodily fluids. Yao put his shopping down and crouched down next to the boys head. He blinked as he noticed the boys rather large eyebrows that were plastered on his face and he vaguely wondered if they were real. He watched his face, waiting to see if there was any life in it. He gently removed some bloodied hair from the boys face and watched the bruised cheek twitch. "Ah good you're alive aru." Yao smiled in relief. "Well i guess i can't leave you here alone in this snow aru." The boy's cheek twitched again.
Yao took off his black coat and gingerly wrapped it around the boy. The boy didn't wake but made small sounds every time Yao moved him. Somehow Yao managed to carry the boy in his arms and carry his shopping at the same time. 'Thank goodness my apartment isn't too far from here.'
Just as Yao reached his apartment door he felt the boys body jerk. "huh? W-what?" He asked just as the boy squirmed out of his grasp and landed on the floor. "H-hey aru!" Yao got out before the boy puked over the front door step. "Aw no all over the front door! The land lady won't be pleased aru..." The boy seemed oblivious to the Chinese mans complaining as he continued to puke over the door step.
"F-fuck.." The boy muttered.
When the boy was just dry heaving Yao attempted to get him inside again. The boy blinked large, confused green eyes as Yao led him inside. "Don't worry aru," Yao smiled "I'm here to help you aru!" The boy blinked slowly but nodded and went with him to the bathroom. Yao supported him most of the way as the boy didn't seem able to walk properly. Once in the bathroom Yao set the boy down on the floor and nodded to the shower.
"I'm going to go ..clean up and then start dinner aru," Yao stated, ''You can use the shower to clean yourself... and i'll bring you some spare clothes." The boy nodded and looked up at Yao.
"Umm th-thanks.." He said softly. Yao nodded before leaving the boy to shower.
Yao closed the bathroom door and headed to his to find some new clothes for his 'guest'. "Hah... i only have clothes from home aru." He looked through and found a shirt and pants that look similar to his... but blue. "I think it should fit him.. he looked about my height.. maybe a little taller aru." Yao winced and smelt his own clothes. "Mmm maybe i should change too aru." He said out loud.
Once changed he grabbed the clothes for his 'guest' as well as a towel and went back to the bathroom. Yao heard the shower running so he decided to knock first.
"C-come in," The voice was slightly louder then when Yao had heard him speak the first time. Yao walked in and glanced at the shower. The boy sitting in was far more bruised then Yao had first thought. His chest was coloured purple and a slight dent indicated that one of the ribs might have been broken. His right cheek was big and swollen and his left foot looked larger then it should have. Yao was pretty sure an ankle shouldn't have been able to twist that far.
"Oh i brought you some new clothes to wear and a towel aru," Yao smiled, trying his best to ignore the wounds and lay them next to the sink. The boy nodded from his seat on the floor of the shower. Yao smiled as he noticed the boy was still wearing his underwear in the shower. Was he that sensitive about his body? It was then that Yao realised he didn't know what had happened to the boy before he saw him. For all he knew the boy could have been raped and left in the snow to die.
"Hey are y-you ok?" Yao was snapped back by the boys concerned voice.
"Oh! S-sorry i got distracted aru!" Yao laughed nervously and opened the door again. "W-well keep washing and i hope the clothes fit you aru!" And with that he closed the door and sighed. "Well i guess it's onto the nest task aru."
Yao was soon finished cleaning the puke on his front door and was working on getting the heater going in the living room. The apartment was small and heated up fast how ever the heater, he discovered, was temperamental. After some yelling and 'Aiiyah's' from the Chinese man the heater finally decided to work and started to pump out heat. "Can't best me aru!" He announced in triumph.
It was around that time that he realised the shower had stopped running. There was a few thumps and what he thought was curses before he heard the door open. Yao stepped out into the hall way to see the boy limping down the hall way. Yao chuckled, he had been right,the clothes were a little too small. The boy blushed when he looked up at Yao. "Oh umm thanks again.." He said and winced as he stood on his bad foot. Yao stepped forward and offered his hand.
The boy looked a little flustered but he reluctantly took the hand. Yao let the boy lean on him and led him to the dinning room/kitchen and allowed him to sit down. "Is there anything i can get you to drink aru?" The boy looked up with a small spark in his eye.
"Tea, if you please," Yao blinked. Not only had he spoken with a clear voice but he'd also talked in a polite way and with a British accent to boot!
"S-sure aru!" He smiled and turned on the kettle. Once the water was boiling he started to unpack the ingredients for his stir fry. As he chopped the vegetables, Yao decided to find out more about the boy. "So, He started. "What's your name? Mines Wang Yao," The boy watched him.
"My name is.. Arthur K-kirkland," He licked his lips and smiled. "Thank you... for saving my sorry ass.. out in the snow." Yao grinned at the Brits use of language. "I guess.. i owe you an ..ow, an explanation" He muttered drawing in a painful breath and ran a hand through his messy hair. Yao nodded and chuckled.
"You can tell me why later, now i'm making stir fry aru." The Chinese man grinned and placed the vegetables in a wok with some sauce. Arthur watched him curiously as Yao continued to cut up vegetables before starting on the chicken. One everything was in the wok, Yao grabbed the kettle and poured the water into a mug. "I hope this tea is ok aru." He said as he put the tea bag into the water and placed it in front of Arthur. The boy looked down at the mug and pulled it closer to him.
Yao smiled and went back to his stir fry. It was soon cooked and served into the two bowls and one was placed in front of the Brit. "Dig in aru" Yao said as he started to eat his. Arthur took a small bite of a cooked carrot before tucking into it heartily. Yao paused eating to watch Arthur eat his. "If you eat too fast you'll be sick again aru," Yao warned.
Arthur swallowed his mouthful and nodded. "Sorry... i haven't had a proper meal in ... i can't remember when." Arthur smiled apologetically.
"No need to say sorry, it's not your fault aru." Yao ate another mouthful. Arthur finsihed his bowl and and started to drink his tea. Yao soon finished his meal then collected their plates and placed them in the sink. "Ok, come into the living room and we can talk about you aru." He said softly. Arthur nodded and slowly stood up. Yao offered his hand again and this time Arthur took it without making a fuss.
Once in the living room, Yao set Arthur down on the couch and elevated his foot. "That looks bad, it will probably take a few weeks to heal aru." Yao started as he inspected the foot. Arthur nodded and wrapped his arms around his chest shivering.
"oh.. god Yao can you please-!" Arthur covered his mouth and leaned over the side of the couch. Yao was up and running before Arthur could finish his sentence. He ran to the closet and grabbed a bucket, swiftly returning to place the bucket underneath the Brit's head. Puke was dripping between his fingers and his eyes were squeezed shut at the feeling.
"Remove you hand i have brought a bucket aru," Yao said gently. Arthur did as he said and puked up the stir fry that Yao had made earlier. Yao left the boy to continue emptying his stomach into the bucket while he went and got another towel and a glass of water. When he returned Arthur was curled up on the floor shivering. Yao stepped over and stroked the mans head gently. "Can you hear me aru?" Arthur nodded and grasped at his hand. "I'm going to get you a blanket aru." Yao pulled his hand gently away and left the glass of water next to Arthur's head before leaving again.
Yao soon came back with a blanket and wrapped the boy in it. He was still shivering but not as badly as before now. Yao wet the towel a little and began to wipe around Arthur's mouth and hand. Arthur smiled great fully and closed his eyes. Yao made sure that Arthur's mouth was completely clean before ruffling his hair.
"Just rest tonight and we'll talk again tomorrow aru." Yao smiled and stood up.
"mm ..o..k ...n-night." Arthur whispered. Yao nodded and left the bucket nearby in case he felt ill again. He changed into his pj's and then slipped into his bed. He couldn't wait to go home and back into his own bed. With a yawn Yao slowly drifted off into sleep, fortunate that he didn't hear Arthur throwing up again.