#21: Sleepy-Kuwabarra POV-Kazuma & Kurama
"Are you sure...this is alright?"
looked down at Kurama, blood coating his face from the gash in his scalp, "Positive," I linked his arm over my shoulders to lead him upstairs, "Not like Shizuru doesn't know about this stuff already...damn, you gonna be okay?" There was so much blood it made it hard to grip him. He was freaking covered.
" 'S fine," he slurred, his head rolling onto my shoulder, his shredded arm dangling useless, "Jus' need some sleep, 'kay? Sorry about..blood on the carpet...got s'me herbs that dissolve stains." He was missing two teeth. Before I could tell him to shut up and relax, he'd slid down onto the floor of my room, a pile of bloody limbs and ripped clothes.
"Dumbass," I muttered, tucking a pillow under his head, "Like I care about the carpet..." I cleaned his face, finally relaxed when I saw the wound on his arm healing itself. He just needed to sleep it off.
"...Goodnight Kurama..." I covered him with my blanket. On the floor next to him, I fell asleep too.