Chapter 4: A Step Closer ~ Kurosaki
I was ecstatic over Toshiro's decision to stay here, I was happy he was going to give me the chance to show him how to be human.
I grabbed some disinfectant to clean his wound and had to hold myself back from skipping into the room with a stupid grin on my face. I walked in as casually as I could and found him sitting up in the bed instead of lying down...
He was looking himself over, he was still shaking, and it was easy to tell. He was still in just his boxers.
"You alright?" He jumped and turned his head suddenly on high alert.
"Ichigo Kuro-..." He stopped himself from saying my entire name. "Where is my attire?"
"I threw it out." I made my way closer to him.
"What?"
"It's no good to have clothes with holes in them..."
"What about my badge?"
"Put away for safe keeping." Ha, yeah try the second drawer of the nightstand.
He glared, hard.
"Hey, hey..." I sat the chair back up and took a seat and reached for him he slapped my hands away and I pouted at him, he took the bottle of disinfectant from my other hand.
"I can tend to my own wounds." He muttered and went to but his shaking was still bad and instead of hitting the wound with the liquid he hit the bed. I sighed and took the bottle back.
"Toshiro you're shaking bad still... it's gonna take a while because your system has to adjust to their being no Euphoria."
"Hitsugaya." He corrected.
"Alright whatever, but seriously just let me help you."
He looked away from me and reached his other hand up and lightly placed it over the wound. He was the type to not except help, he was suddenly very prideful. I rolled my eyes then reached forward gently pulling his hand away.
"Do you want to lie down or just do this sitting up?"
No response. Wonderful. I grabbed a rag from the nightstand poured some of the disinfectant into it, soaking it some and then I sat the bottle to the side, when I looked back to him he was just staring at me.
"...What?" I tilted my head.
"Nothing." He looked away starring off somewhere else, I sighed and then grabbed his arm gently and went to bring the rag to his shoulder. "This might sting..." I pressed the rag lightly on the wound and heard him gasp, he shook more and when I looked to his face, his eyes shut tight, teeth gritted, he was becoming more familiar with pain than I wanted him to.
"Toshiro..." I breathed completely forgetting that he wanted me to call him...
"Hitsu...gaya..." He gritted out. "And shut your mouth I am fine, this human feeling is nothing."
"Can you tell me what you're feeling?" I dabbed at the wound as gentle as I could.
"You do not need to know."
"I do if I want you to feel relaxed instead of tense like you are..." I looked back at the wound, continuing my work.
Silence engulfed us, his tremors continued as I worked with the wound. I heard him suck in a breath and then let it out.
"It hurts."
I paused in my work to look to his face again; I frowned and saw as his eyes were focused on the floor. "I'm sorry." I pulled the rag away and then stood up, his eyes stayed on the floor, he looked depressed as fuck, his white hair hanging in his face. I turned walking over to an old dresser and opening a few drawers trying to at least find a shirt for him. I continued until I found one that was too small for me now and I walked back over to him. He lifted his head an eyed the shirt.
"Alright I'm gonna help you get into this..."
"I believe I can put on a shirt just fine by myself." He huffed.
"Not with your shoulder like that, now just stay still."
I was able to get the shirt on him without another sound from him, I pulled back and while the shirt had been too small for me, it was still too big for him. It was a dark navy blue long sleeve shirt with some random little symbol in red over the left side breast pocket; he looked himself over then glared up at me. I smiled, he was adorable in my eyes, and the fact he was wearing one of my shirts made me feel like we were getting closer and closer to being more than acquaintances, more than friends, but getting closer and closer to being lov-
"You have absolutely nothing else?" He growled building his personality more and more every second it seemed, the shirt hung loosely on his small frame and the sleeves went a little passed his hands, hiding the small little fingers and probably if he were to stand up the shirt would surely cover his boxers as well. Perfect.
"No... But don't worry I'll get you some clothes that actually fit alright?" I kept the smile on my face, he went to stand but I held a hand out to stop him. "You're gonna need to stay in bed for a while, you probably can't stand up right for a few seconds without needing something to hold onto." He sat back down with a huff. "If you need anything you can just tell me and I'll get it for you." I smiled chuckling some trying to lighten the mood if I could.
"...Ichigo I do not think you can go to the bathroom for me."
I blinked, how stupid I felt now. "Oh well um... H-here! I'll help you to the bathroom." I reached forward he sat still as I picked him up, he stiffened.
"What are you doing!" He barked and began to flail.
"You can't walk without holding onto something so just calm down I'll put you down in a second." I walked out of the bedroom and down the hall stopping in front of a door and nudging it opened with my foot I eased him down until his feet touched the floor. I went to step back but when I did he wobbled and fell forward catching onto my clothes and I jumped. "Wo! You okay?" I eased him back up keeping a hold on his arms, firmly yet gently.
"I am fine." He tore back from me, entered the bathroom using the wall for balance and then slammed the door shut. I rubbed my temples.
I waited until he was done and he then eased the door back open and nearly fell again, I caught him in my arms and felt his small hands knot in my clothing.
"You alright?" I knew it was stupid to ask because he would probably just tell me he was fine instead of what he was really feeling.
"I am a little... fatigued." I paused in my thoughts and looked down. Did he... Did he just actually tell me what he was feeling on his own accord. I blinked then smiled some.
"Alright then let's get you back into bed, you can rest all you want... I can make you some tea if you want." I carried him back and put him under the covers he turned his head away looking at one of the walls where wallpaper was coming off.
"Ichigo." He said my name in a whisper, a sexy fucking whisper.
"Yes?"
"I am not a child?" He said it as a question seeming like he wanted my answer badly.
"No, you may appear like one, but you're too mature to be one."
"Alright." He whispered again.
"So... do you want some tea?" I waited to see if he would answer me.
"Tea... sounds nice." I smiled again and had to hold myself back from kissing his soft looking lips.
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