A/N : -__-;;; I'm sorry this chappie is so short. And I'm grounded for a
week AGAIN for turning the compy off with my nose. Yes my parents are evil.
Fear them.
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"Is she alright?" demanded Shigure harshly, hopping on one foot as he removed his shoe. Hatori let out a breath of opaque grey smoke. The glowing ember perched precariously at the end of the ashen cylinder as if it would fall at any moment.
"She's a bit delirious, but she'll be alright. She's sleeping right now."
"Good." Muttered Shigure fiercely, letting himself collapse on the couch. "He didn't do anything. Just words."
Hatori gazed into his friend's eyes, and murmured, "Your eyes are burning. Don't let Tohru see you angry; she'll just get herself all worked up about it. You're scary when you're angry. Just don't let her see."
"I won't." grunted Shigure. "I'm going to go see Mit-chan."
"Let her sleep, Shigure. She'll never heal if you keep pestering her."
"I didn't say I would wake her, Ha-san."
Hatori paused with an exasperated groan. "Go, then." He mumbled, waving his hand.
Shigure smiled, and padded quietly towards the stairs without a word.
"She called for you." Breathed Hatori, focusing his eyes on the cloudy scape outside the window. The dog stopped, and turned around, looking puzzled. "In her sleep."
Inu-chan (Yeah, I'm running out of stuff to call him -_-;) smiled gently and raced up the stairs, his cotton socks making hushed thumps on the hardwood floor.
He slid open the door gradually, to see her sleeping peacefully, a moist cloth on her forehead. The thick, heavy blanket was pulled up to her chin, so that only her nose poked over the quilt. Her face was still flushed, but Shigure could easily see that she was feeling better.
He knelt at the side of the bed, and grinned. "You'll be alright. Wake up soon, ne?"
Shigure sat there for a while, scrutinizing her girlish face, and the slim fingers that gripped gently the edge of the blanket. He brushed several strands of nut-brown hair from her face, and left.
A/N: Yes, it was short. Yes, I know. I don't think it's over yet. But it will be soon ^_^;;;
*~*~*~
"Is she alright?" demanded Shigure harshly, hopping on one foot as he removed his shoe. Hatori let out a breath of opaque grey smoke. The glowing ember perched precariously at the end of the ashen cylinder as if it would fall at any moment.
"She's a bit delirious, but she'll be alright. She's sleeping right now."
"Good." Muttered Shigure fiercely, letting himself collapse on the couch. "He didn't do anything. Just words."
Hatori gazed into his friend's eyes, and murmured, "Your eyes are burning. Don't let Tohru see you angry; she'll just get herself all worked up about it. You're scary when you're angry. Just don't let her see."
"I won't." grunted Shigure. "I'm going to go see Mit-chan."
"Let her sleep, Shigure. She'll never heal if you keep pestering her."
"I didn't say I would wake her, Ha-san."
Hatori paused with an exasperated groan. "Go, then." He mumbled, waving his hand.
Shigure smiled, and padded quietly towards the stairs without a word.
"She called for you." Breathed Hatori, focusing his eyes on the cloudy scape outside the window. The dog stopped, and turned around, looking puzzled. "In her sleep."
Inu-chan (Yeah, I'm running out of stuff to call him -_-;) smiled gently and raced up the stairs, his cotton socks making hushed thumps on the hardwood floor.
He slid open the door gradually, to see her sleeping peacefully, a moist cloth on her forehead. The thick, heavy blanket was pulled up to her chin, so that only her nose poked over the quilt. Her face was still flushed, but Shigure could easily see that she was feeling better.
He knelt at the side of the bed, and grinned. "You'll be alright. Wake up soon, ne?"
Shigure sat there for a while, scrutinizing her girlish face, and the slim fingers that gripped gently the edge of the blanket. He brushed several strands of nut-brown hair from her face, and left.
A/N: Yes, it was short. Yes, I know. I don't think it's over yet. But it will be soon ^_^;;;
