Let The Show Go On!
"And the verdict? Was this an accident?" Kakei gently questioned the moment he was through the threshold of the door.
"An overload from the money he was handling.. I don't see why he won't be okay with time. Physically he has severe bleeding and most likely a concussion." Saiga reported without a moment's passing.
"Rikuo-kun could you please bandage his head? I take it you know how." Kakei ordered just before he ushered Saiga out of the room to consult in the living room of the apartment.
"Oh man. Money? Some paper bills did this to you? You dumbass." Rikuo muttered more to help soothe his nerves then to scold the prostrate male in front of him. Using extra care he attempted to wrap Kazehaya's head. Once the task was complete Kakei and Saiga entered the room once more.
"He seems fine enough. He'll be up and working again but not for another week or so. But for now you better watch him and make sure that there is no more traumas for him to suffer." By this comment all the men knew he referred to Kazehaya possibly falling off the edge of the bed in his sleep, considering how messy of a sleeper he is it posed a deffinate threat.
"Oh and," Kakei turned to tell Rikuo just as he and Saiga were leaving the room for the night, "When he wakes, eventually, let him know that his pay won't be docked. But he is sorely needed to return to work as soon as he feels up to it." He concluded with a smile before disappearing down the stairwell. Deciding to at least get comfortable, if he was going to spend the entire night next to Kazehaya, Rikuo left to get the only chair available to him: a stark old plastic chair with chipped blue paint and some sharp edges; and of course the day's paper.
Granted he had already read it for the day but it would keep him entertained at least until it was time for dinner. Sitting, at first, properly with his back to the door and his front to his roommate, Rikuo began his read. Despite his desire for a distraction his mind couldn't seem to pull away from the injured blonde in the bed before him. Did his breathing just change? Is he okay? Is the bandage on just right? I don't know if it was tight enough… maybe that concussion was worse than Saiga-san and Kakei-san said.
'They didn't even examine him fully. Maybe Kakei-san 'saw' what was wrong with him, but still. If Kakei-san was to be injured in bed and Saiga-san found out, he'd be worried too right? I mean they obvious-' Rikuo's thoughts were cut short when realization dawned on him. He actually compared him and Kazehaya to Saiga-san and Kakei-san. His face suddenly going blank, and the worry marks on his brow vanished momentarily. With a hefty sigh he knew he couldn't very well deny it. He knew what he was thinking.. Though now he couldn't even deny what he felt. He had to protect this boy. There was no longer any question. Kazehaya was now Rikuo's intended, whether Kazehaya knew it or not.
Short I know. Sorry.. I have to change the story title.. .