"Are you an angel?"
By: Animefreak5483
The next time I became vaguely aware of my position was someone's gentle hands lifting me carefully into a sitting position and then resting my upper body on a strong shoulder. I wasn't fully conscious yet, but felt a cold object pressed to my bareback. I would have shivered from the coldness, if it weren't for the pair of soft hands that touched my bare skin and sent rays of gentle warmth into me. I tried to move my head, but instead all I could do was breath in the heavenly scent of rose petals.
"Sora do you need any help over there?" A woman's voice called off to my right. I felt the figure I leaned against checking the bandage on my lower back. When she was finished, she gently took hold of my back and head, and gently moved me back to a laying position. I slowly opened my eyes and looked up to see the face of an angel next to me. Her skin was a creamy tone, she was sweating a little and dirt was faintly apparent on her soft skin. And yet she was still the most exquisite creature I had ever seen. A gentle glow radiated from her, I tried to decide if it was my vision or if she truly gave off the gentle and relaxing light.
Several strands of a beautiful coppery- auburn hair fell from the nurse's hat she wore. I looked at her dumbly; her fiery crimson eyes pierced my soul. Her expression was one of worry and fatigue. I began to moan with pain, it was all I could do.
"Am I in heaven?" I breathed out in a weak voice. "Are you an angel…" She shook her head and smiled down on me as she took the earpiece of a stethoscope out of her ears.
"Sora! If he's stable over there we need your help here!" Another voice yelled from across the room. The angel that was above me looked up at the voice and then back at me.
"I'll be right back." She said to me. As she got up and practically floated away. Her voice was so gentle and full of caring. I could only watch in my half conscious state as several more wounded men were being brought into the room I found myself in an area of great commotion. Filled with frantic doctors and nurses tending to bleeding men. Soon the pain came rushing back and I must have passed out.
A time later I felt a wet rag being dabbed on my face. I heard a faint humming sound… it sounded as harmonious as a chorus of angels singing praises to God. I forced myself to open my eyes once again. I scanned the room. I was now in a different room. It was a cream colored tent, a red cross was painted on the top of the tent. I was lying on a soft mattress, the room was two rows of beds that all held a wounded soldiers. The noises from before seemed to be more muffled. My gaze finally became fixed on the source of the sound. It was her. The same creature as before. She smiled when she saw I was awake.
"Oh, so you are wake now? You had me worried there for a while." She said as she continued to wipe the blood, dirt and perspiration from my face.
I tried to move my body, but only got sharp pains surging. I felt bandages all over my lower back, stomach, arms, and even one covering the top of my head to my forehead. I let out a moan of pain. My angel looked concerned as she gently put her hands on my shoulders.
"Don't move." She commanded. "You can't expect to be moving so soon after all that!"
"After what? I don't remember much… there was an explosion… and then I collapsed with….. Is Peterson Ok?" I asked. Finally remembering my friend I tried to get to a medic.
"He's fine… thanks to you… you saved his life." She smiled as she continued to wipe the endless stream of sweat from my face. I don't think it was so much as I had a fever, as I was on fire from her gentle touch.
"What happened? Where am I?" I questioned her.
"My, aren't we just so inquisitive." She said as she took the rag off my face, and dipped it into a basin of water that sat in her lap. She was sitting on a chair by the side of my bed. I began to calm down as my eyes studied her. She was dressed in a white nurses uniform, which wasn't that white anymore. It was stained with blood and various other things. She looked at me with those concerned eyes again.
"You are safe now." She reassured me. "Once the beach was secured you were brought to this medical facility. You will be fine after your wounds mend."
"What's your name? Or can I call you my angel?" I suddenly said. I didn't mean to sound so corny, but it just came out. I saw a faint blush engulf her checks.
"I'm no angel.. I'm just a regular nurse doing her job… But you can call me Sora." She smiled and shook her head at the thought of being called an angel. With her delicate hands she began to unbutton my shirt. Soon she was cleaning the blood and dirt off of my chest. "Well, you know my name, what's your name?"
"Tai." I stammered out. Her gentle touch was making my stomach go quezy. I looked down at my stomach and saw an ominous red bandage, which only added to my uneasiness. "What is exactly wrong with me?" I asked as I saw her begin to dress the wound. "My left leg is numb… and…" I felt a growing panic in me. After she finished with my wound, she once again made me relax and lay still.
"You took a bad hit, ok… so just take it easy."
"I want to know!" I commanded in a stern voice. I grabbed her hand and held it gently. "Please." I said in a softer tone as I stared into her eyes. I knew nurses would never tell you exactly how bad your wounds were. Time began to slow once again as we peered into each other's eyes. I was off in like a trance world as I gazed into her. Suddenly she broke away from my gaze, and looked down to the floor.
"You… you were shot up pretty bad… your leg is numb because of a bullet went in your back very close to your spine. But it will be ok, it should mend. Just relax please." She pleaded to me.
"Sora, Connie got sick- do you think you could take care of her patients after you finish your rounds?" Another nurse said as she came up behind Sora.
Sora looked up at her… I could tell that Sora wasn't thrilled at the idea; she looked awfully tired in fact. But she smiled sweetly and took the clipboard the second nurse held.
"Sure." Sora said. "Can you hand me some of that healing cream?" She asked the other nurse, who complied by walking to the cabinet and taking out a tube and handing it to Sora.
Soon Sora's attention returned to me as she set the basin of water and the clipboard w/ her new patients names and info on it, down and took the cream in her hands. Gently she began to rub the white cream around my wound before she finished bandaging it up. I could do nothing but close my eyes and give a soft whimper. It was not so much as a whimper in pain, but of the pleasantness of her touch.
She quickly pulled away. "I'm so sorry- did I hurt you?" She questioned.
"No, I'm fine…I guess I'm a little sore." I replied as I looked up at her again…
She hesitantly continued, but her touch was still just as enticing… it turned my insides into butterflies…
"Can you sit up?" She asked quietly. I did try, but the pain was too much. Sora stood up off her chair and sat next to my legs on the bed. With her strong, yet loving arms she pulled me slowly into a sitting position and again leaned me on herself. I could feel her pulling at the bloody bandages until she began rubbing the salve into my lower back.
Suddenly strange thoughts came to my mind…I had never felt this way about a woman before, could I be falling in love with this nurse? She is so beautiful, and caring… and her touch…. All of a sudden I found myself nuzzling her bare neck with my face. I felt her react to the affection by tensing up a little. But she didn't ask me to stop… she continued to dress my wound. Even after she was done cleaning it we stayed in the close contact. I even went so far as to place a handful of tender kisses on her silky skin. I was as surprised as she was at my actions. Never before had I felt this way or even thought of doing this… But it felt as if she liked the show of love too.
However soon I felt myself being set back down on the bed. I looked up at the girl of my dreams. Her facial expression was one of shock. She wasn't looking at me…I could sense a small trace of sorrow in her face as she stood up and picked up her clipboard. She glanced at me…as she began to walk away.
"Sora…" I called to her, but she only quickened her pace and disappeared into another room.
I felt horrible…I had made her uncomfortable and scared her off by my advance… I couldn't explain the feeling I had inside, or the way I had acted. But something told me that this woman was special.
A few minutes later another nurse came over to me, and smiled down.
"Hi," she said. "Sora asked me if I would come over and finish cleaning you up… I think she needs to take care of another patient right now… or something… my name is Gwen." The blonde haired lady smiled at me. She looked to be a little older than Sora, and even though I knew most men would call her beautiful…she was nothing compared to the beauty of Sora… "You're cute…" She told me as she worked on my arms and leg. "What rank are you?" She continued to ask me several boring questions… I had a feeling she was flirting with me…but I was in no mood to talk to her, I really wanted to apologize to Sora. I caught a glimpse of Sora every now and then; she was busily taking care of the other patients. I watched as she tenderly cared for each solider and my love for her increased by seeing her loving personality. She took the time to really help each injured man. She really cares, most nurses only acted like they did, but Sora truly did…
I could tell that most of the soldiers in the room were in some way attracted to her. Be it her physical beauty… or just that she was an attractive woman caring for them… and that hurt me a little. I truly had fallen in love with her…
"Hey Gwen.." I said to the young nurse that was rambling on and on about something or other. She stopped talking and looked down at me.
"Yes."
"Can.. I ask you something?" I said hesitantly.
"Sure thing cutie- you can ask me anything."
"Does, um, Sora…" I think I might have started to blush, or at least I was having a hard time to find the words. "Does she have a …."
"Boyfriend?" The blonde woman answered. I could tell she was annoyed at the topic. I nodded. "No, she doesn't. But like every cute guy is after her. The lucky thing, what I wouldn't give to have guys fight over me. But the weird thing is she never goes out with any of them… she keeps talking about her job and all. If I was her- wow." The lady swooned a little at the thought of having so many guys after her. "Why do you ask?" She broke from her daydream and looked at me.
"Oh no reason… just wondering." I said. I tried not to squirm too much; it might give away the real reason for why I asked. "So, um how long have you guys been here?" I asked to try and change the subject.
"Well this unit was started couple months ago- they were air dropped in secretly to help with the France resistance fighters. I just was assigned here a few days ago… but Sora and the four other nurses have been here for a while… they were lucky to not get caught by the Nazi's really… but that's enough about me… what about you- you're a ranger? How exciting…."
I rolled my eyes with irritation…this lady never stopped talking. Even after I was cleaned and bandaged, she continued to stay and talk. I was bored to the point of tears, even watching my iv's slowly drip down the tubes to my arms was more interesting then this nurse's babble. I once again saw Sora working down at the other end of the tent. I strained my neck just to get a glimpse of her. She had been working all day now, as evening approached. Several times during the day she would make a mad dash to the operating room to assist the doctors with incoming wounded. Every time she came out of the OR she looked more and more tired. My heart broke as I gazed upon her fragile state, I wished I were able to stand and go to her… console her or something. Every time a solider died…she took it personally. She had a strong determination to not let anyone on her watch go… but things happen and war is an ugly thing.
By: Animefreak5483
The next time I became vaguely aware of my position was someone's gentle hands lifting me carefully into a sitting position and then resting my upper body on a strong shoulder. I wasn't fully conscious yet, but felt a cold object pressed to my bareback. I would have shivered from the coldness, if it weren't for the pair of soft hands that touched my bare skin and sent rays of gentle warmth into me. I tried to move my head, but instead all I could do was breath in the heavenly scent of rose petals.
"Sora do you need any help over there?" A woman's voice called off to my right. I felt the figure I leaned against checking the bandage on my lower back. When she was finished, she gently took hold of my back and head, and gently moved me back to a laying position. I slowly opened my eyes and looked up to see the face of an angel next to me. Her skin was a creamy tone, she was sweating a little and dirt was faintly apparent on her soft skin. And yet she was still the most exquisite creature I had ever seen. A gentle glow radiated from her, I tried to decide if it was my vision or if she truly gave off the gentle and relaxing light.
Several strands of a beautiful coppery- auburn hair fell from the nurse's hat she wore. I looked at her dumbly; her fiery crimson eyes pierced my soul. Her expression was one of worry and fatigue. I began to moan with pain, it was all I could do.
"Am I in heaven?" I breathed out in a weak voice. "Are you an angel…" She shook her head and smiled down on me as she took the earpiece of a stethoscope out of her ears.
"Sora! If he's stable over there we need your help here!" Another voice yelled from across the room. The angel that was above me looked up at the voice and then back at me.
"I'll be right back." She said to me. As she got up and practically floated away. Her voice was so gentle and full of caring. I could only watch in my half conscious state as several more wounded men were being brought into the room I found myself in an area of great commotion. Filled with frantic doctors and nurses tending to bleeding men. Soon the pain came rushing back and I must have passed out.
A time later I felt a wet rag being dabbed on my face. I heard a faint humming sound… it sounded as harmonious as a chorus of angels singing praises to God. I forced myself to open my eyes once again. I scanned the room. I was now in a different room. It was a cream colored tent, a red cross was painted on the top of the tent. I was lying on a soft mattress, the room was two rows of beds that all held a wounded soldiers. The noises from before seemed to be more muffled. My gaze finally became fixed on the source of the sound. It was her. The same creature as before. She smiled when she saw I was awake.
"Oh, so you are wake now? You had me worried there for a while." She said as she continued to wipe the blood, dirt and perspiration from my face.
I tried to move my body, but only got sharp pains surging. I felt bandages all over my lower back, stomach, arms, and even one covering the top of my head to my forehead. I let out a moan of pain. My angel looked concerned as she gently put her hands on my shoulders.
"Don't move." She commanded. "You can't expect to be moving so soon after all that!"
"After what? I don't remember much… there was an explosion… and then I collapsed with….. Is Peterson Ok?" I asked. Finally remembering my friend I tried to get to a medic.
"He's fine… thanks to you… you saved his life." She smiled as she continued to wipe the endless stream of sweat from my face. I don't think it was so much as I had a fever, as I was on fire from her gentle touch.
"What happened? Where am I?" I questioned her.
"My, aren't we just so inquisitive." She said as she took the rag off my face, and dipped it into a basin of water that sat in her lap. She was sitting on a chair by the side of my bed. I began to calm down as my eyes studied her. She was dressed in a white nurses uniform, which wasn't that white anymore. It was stained with blood and various other things. She looked at me with those concerned eyes again.
"You are safe now." She reassured me. "Once the beach was secured you were brought to this medical facility. You will be fine after your wounds mend."
"What's your name? Or can I call you my angel?" I suddenly said. I didn't mean to sound so corny, but it just came out. I saw a faint blush engulf her checks.
"I'm no angel.. I'm just a regular nurse doing her job… But you can call me Sora." She smiled and shook her head at the thought of being called an angel. With her delicate hands she began to unbutton my shirt. Soon she was cleaning the blood and dirt off of my chest. "Well, you know my name, what's your name?"
"Tai." I stammered out. Her gentle touch was making my stomach go quezy. I looked down at my stomach and saw an ominous red bandage, which only added to my uneasiness. "What is exactly wrong with me?" I asked as I saw her begin to dress the wound. "My left leg is numb… and…" I felt a growing panic in me. After she finished with my wound, she once again made me relax and lay still.
"You took a bad hit, ok… so just take it easy."
"I want to know!" I commanded in a stern voice. I grabbed her hand and held it gently. "Please." I said in a softer tone as I stared into her eyes. I knew nurses would never tell you exactly how bad your wounds were. Time began to slow once again as we peered into each other's eyes. I was off in like a trance world as I gazed into her. Suddenly she broke away from my gaze, and looked down to the floor.
"You… you were shot up pretty bad… your leg is numb because of a bullet went in your back very close to your spine. But it will be ok, it should mend. Just relax please." She pleaded to me.
"Sora, Connie got sick- do you think you could take care of her patients after you finish your rounds?" Another nurse said as she came up behind Sora.
Sora looked up at her… I could tell that Sora wasn't thrilled at the idea; she looked awfully tired in fact. But she smiled sweetly and took the clipboard the second nurse held.
"Sure." Sora said. "Can you hand me some of that healing cream?" She asked the other nurse, who complied by walking to the cabinet and taking out a tube and handing it to Sora.
Soon Sora's attention returned to me as she set the basin of water and the clipboard w/ her new patients names and info on it, down and took the cream in her hands. Gently she began to rub the white cream around my wound before she finished bandaging it up. I could do nothing but close my eyes and give a soft whimper. It was not so much as a whimper in pain, but of the pleasantness of her touch.
She quickly pulled away. "I'm so sorry- did I hurt you?" She questioned.
"No, I'm fine…I guess I'm a little sore." I replied as I looked up at her again…
She hesitantly continued, but her touch was still just as enticing… it turned my insides into butterflies…
"Can you sit up?" She asked quietly. I did try, but the pain was too much. Sora stood up off her chair and sat next to my legs on the bed. With her strong, yet loving arms she pulled me slowly into a sitting position and again leaned me on herself. I could feel her pulling at the bloody bandages until she began rubbing the salve into my lower back.
Suddenly strange thoughts came to my mind…I had never felt this way about a woman before, could I be falling in love with this nurse? She is so beautiful, and caring… and her touch…. All of a sudden I found myself nuzzling her bare neck with my face. I felt her react to the affection by tensing up a little. But she didn't ask me to stop… she continued to dress my wound. Even after she was done cleaning it we stayed in the close contact. I even went so far as to place a handful of tender kisses on her silky skin. I was as surprised as she was at my actions. Never before had I felt this way or even thought of doing this… But it felt as if she liked the show of love too.
However soon I felt myself being set back down on the bed. I looked up at the girl of my dreams. Her facial expression was one of shock. She wasn't looking at me…I could sense a small trace of sorrow in her face as she stood up and picked up her clipboard. She glanced at me…as she began to walk away.
"Sora…" I called to her, but she only quickened her pace and disappeared into another room.
I felt horrible…I had made her uncomfortable and scared her off by my advance… I couldn't explain the feeling I had inside, or the way I had acted. But something told me that this woman was special.
A few minutes later another nurse came over to me, and smiled down.
"Hi," she said. "Sora asked me if I would come over and finish cleaning you up… I think she needs to take care of another patient right now… or something… my name is Gwen." The blonde haired lady smiled at me. She looked to be a little older than Sora, and even though I knew most men would call her beautiful…she was nothing compared to the beauty of Sora… "You're cute…" She told me as she worked on my arms and leg. "What rank are you?" She continued to ask me several boring questions… I had a feeling she was flirting with me…but I was in no mood to talk to her, I really wanted to apologize to Sora. I caught a glimpse of Sora every now and then; she was busily taking care of the other patients. I watched as she tenderly cared for each solider and my love for her increased by seeing her loving personality. She took the time to really help each injured man. She really cares, most nurses only acted like they did, but Sora truly did…
I could tell that most of the soldiers in the room were in some way attracted to her. Be it her physical beauty… or just that she was an attractive woman caring for them… and that hurt me a little. I truly had fallen in love with her…
"Hey Gwen.." I said to the young nurse that was rambling on and on about something or other. She stopped talking and looked down at me.
"Yes."
"Can.. I ask you something?" I said hesitantly.
"Sure thing cutie- you can ask me anything."
"Does, um, Sora…" I think I might have started to blush, or at least I was having a hard time to find the words. "Does she have a …."
"Boyfriend?" The blonde woman answered. I could tell she was annoyed at the topic. I nodded. "No, she doesn't. But like every cute guy is after her. The lucky thing, what I wouldn't give to have guys fight over me. But the weird thing is she never goes out with any of them… she keeps talking about her job and all. If I was her- wow." The lady swooned a little at the thought of having so many guys after her. "Why do you ask?" She broke from her daydream and looked at me.
"Oh no reason… just wondering." I said. I tried not to squirm too much; it might give away the real reason for why I asked. "So, um how long have you guys been here?" I asked to try and change the subject.
"Well this unit was started couple months ago- they were air dropped in secretly to help with the France resistance fighters. I just was assigned here a few days ago… but Sora and the four other nurses have been here for a while… they were lucky to not get caught by the Nazi's really… but that's enough about me… what about you- you're a ranger? How exciting…."
I rolled my eyes with irritation…this lady never stopped talking. Even after I was cleaned and bandaged, she continued to stay and talk. I was bored to the point of tears, even watching my iv's slowly drip down the tubes to my arms was more interesting then this nurse's babble. I once again saw Sora working down at the other end of the tent. I strained my neck just to get a glimpse of her. She had been working all day now, as evening approached. Several times during the day she would make a mad dash to the operating room to assist the doctors with incoming wounded. Every time she came out of the OR she looked more and more tired. My heart broke as I gazed upon her fragile state, I wished I were able to stand and go to her… console her or something. Every time a solider died…she took it personally. She had a strong determination to not let anyone on her watch go… but things happen and war is an ugly thing.