Takaba felt guilty over the fact that Asami had to help him walk to their room because of how bad the pain in his arm was, he tried not to let it bother him too much, but he couldn't really find a comfortable position to hold it in that didn't cause him a lot of pain, Asami was being rather quiet too and bothered Takaba some, not that he expected Asami to be speaking to him, but he just didn't really like it when the other was silent.
Sleep didn't want to come easy to him either as he lay on the bed with his eyes closed, listening to Asami talking on his cell phone in a hushed tone, Takaba found it to be some what relaxing to just lay there and listen to the other's voice as he talked. Takaba had decided after a few more minutes of doing nothing more then laying there that he wasn't going to be able to sleep no matter how hard he tried and that it would be better for him to just get up. Though this wasn't much of an option at the current moment in time because Asami was on the phone and while he was certain that he might be able to manage getting up on his own, he wasn't certain that he could do it without making too much noise and catching the other's attention. So for the time being Takaba just decided to roll onto his other side so that he could face Asami while at the same time not hurt his arm.
Asami had his back to Takaba as he stood near the opposite end of the room, folder in hand as he continued talking on his cell phone. Watching the older man was somewhat inspiring to Takaba and made him feel the urge to want to start drawing. Takaba knew exactly where everything that he needed was, it was just simply the matter of being able to get up and reach them.
Biting his bottom lip Takaba shifted his weight to his right side as he used his arm to help him sit up slowly, trying as much as he could not to make the bed creak with his actions, as he also tried to keep his breathing even. Though what he was doing did hurt, the pain wasn't anywhere near as bad as he had expected it to be. Once sitting up he was able to use his legs to help shift himself to the opposite side of the bed where the desk that held his supplies was. So far he didn't seem to be bothering Asami with all of the movement he was making and this pleased him greatly.
Standing up was the next difficult task that he was going to have to face, more so because he didn't know exactly how he was going to be able to keep his balance. He had yet to try standing up on his own because Asami had always helped him before.
Takaba took his time at this point, keeping his arm close to his body as he slowly began to rise, once up off the bed a small amount he forced himself to turn around so that he could better use his right arm to support his bodies weight as he moved himself to a full standing position, pleased that he had yet to alert Asami as to what it was that he was doing.
Making his way over to the desk he managed to pull out the chair without making any sound and seat himself before staring to rummage through his draws for the proper supplies that he was looking. Once he had pulled out his proper drawing utensils and his pad he was able to start drawing right away.
The only thing that Takaba found utterly frustrating was the fact that he couldn't hold the paper still properly, that was usually the job of his left hand, but because of the injury he wasn't able to pull as far forward as he would've liked to. He still tried his hardest to use what he had around his desk though to accomplish this task and he managed to get somewhat into the picture he was drawing. Takaba knew that he was fairly good at drawing though he hardly ever thought that what he did was good enough to gain himself a lot of attention, what he was drawing currently though was even surprising him by how good it looked though it was a struggle to do. Takaba was startled when a large hand to came to rest on the corner of the paper and steady it so it didn't shift so much while he drew.
Asami didn't say anything as he continued to watch the boy draw, it was only mere outlines and sketches of things at the current moment in time, but Asami could already tell that it was going to turn into something magnificent once the other was done with it.
Takaba was finding that as he continued to draw that there was more then one thing that he needed his left arm for that he didn't really pay much attention to before. Such as the need for his ruler and such objects in order to make sure that he was drawing straight and that everything was perfectly where he wanted it. Takaba proceed without it though because he didn't want to bother Asami by making the other have to do more then he already was.
Takaba took a break after about ten minutes when the drawing was almost totally complete. Leaning back in his chair he released a sigh as he looked over the work he was doing, the work wasn't that bad though there were a few places that he knew he could do some better work on.
"Thank you." Takaba said as the silence continued even after he stopped drawing, Asami didn't say anything to this though as he continued to stare down at the piece of paper intently.
Asami wasn't certain what the boy's current inspiration was, but whatever it was it seemed to cause his talent to explode, the drawing that he had been working on was one of the best ones that Asami had seen the other do so far. Asami could easily tell that if the boy's talent continued to grow at such a quick pace there wasn't going to a problem at all with him becoming famous, because the boy happened to draw in a way that drew people into the story.
Takaba wanted to keep drawing though he knew that he'd have to take breaks more often for the sake of his left arm so it wouldn't hurt so much, but at the same time he didn't want to bother Asami because he was certain that the other would feel the need to sit there the entire time that he was writing and hold the piece of paper if that is what the other needed him to do. This would just cause him to feel guilty though because the older man had already done so much for him by just coming to get him and then because he rescued him for Yan, there was no way that he could ask for more from him.
As it happened though Asami seemed to pick what the problem was quite quickly when Takaba didn't draw anymore after the first bit of work he did though Asami was certain that there still had more ideas that were floating around in his head that he wanted to get down on paper. Asami was the more stubborn out of the two surprisingly and by the way that he came to Takaba with the issue, the mangaka already knew that he wasn't going to be able to get anywhere with the other, so even though Takaba protested a small amount to this the older man didn't budge a bit on his decision.
It was only later that evening when Asami had forced Takaba to sit back down and continue to work on what he was originally doing. At first Takaba was feeling a little too self-conscious to really start getting into drawing as Asami sat near by him holding the piece of paper while watching and waiting to see what the other would do.
Takaba knew that he was going to have to get over this problem sooner or later because of the amount of time he knew that it was going to take for his arm to heal. He had been published before everything had happened and if he wanted to get people to continue reading then he was going to have to get something done soon before the next edition of the magazine that Asami had him published in came out.
It was almost a laugh worthy matter though for Takaba to even think about considering Asami as his assistant, not that he didn't think the other could do it, more so because he couldn't imagine Asami in the position of assistant, it just didn't fit the other's image. There was lot though that Takaba knew was going to need from Asami if intended on getting any of the pages that he was going to be working on fully complete.
It was hard for Takaba to ask for things and even harder for him to direct Asami as to what exactly it was that he needed from the other, but surprisingly Asami understood things rather quickly and Takaba didn't have to go to that much trouble to get the other to do exactly what he needed. It was rather peaceful in some ways for Takaba for the two of them to just be sitting there in silence as they worked. Asami didn't seem so intimidating at this point in time and it let Takaba relax some.