I TURN TO YOU 3
[SUBOSHI]
Tomo's headdress falls off, and it's in slow motion. I am too stunned. It's like he has died but it is deliberately unreal. I'm still gaping, tired out and dizzy. I have lost my energy. Soi catches hold of him avoiding the arrow. He shivers, sweat plastering his painted face smearing already. His neck which is unpainted is damp and shiny. Soi winces as she helps him away from the horse, which is already dying. It thuds.
The blood soaks through his black garment, and spreads upwards. The weapon of choice causing his agony is making Tomo gasp and gasp and he can't speak. I take hold of his shoulder. Soi intended for him to lie down, but he asks for the thing to be removed.
"Poi-son." I feel him brace against me, when she counts to three and yanks it out, he screams jerking up. He falls back leaning heavily on me, nails raking up the grass. "I'll go look for some bandages. And get help. Subochan stay here."
I'm worried about the seishi. He is gasping hard, and periodically slips away, and I have to call his name and shake him till he wakes again. I help to press against the bleeding wound. "Are-----are we alone? Tell--- tell Soi to be---care-ful--------I'm injured----------don't add on...." I nod asking him to stay quiet, save strength for until he's better. I wish I can hug him and relief his pain myself.
Tomo relaxes and his hand loosens. "Tomo! Tomo! Don't die! Come on! Wake up!" I'm yelling into his ear, holding his form upwards so that he's lying on my shoulder. He's extremely heavy. He moans softly. "Hang on. Hang on. Okay, help is on the way. It'll be very fast. It will be so fast and then you can sleep. Not now, all right? Not now. It's too dangerous to sleep now."
Golden eyes blink groggily. He starts gasping again, even though it sounds unpleasant it's better than if there's no sound at all. I cannot let him die! To allow that would be the same as saying I'm a sinner and a killer. It's okay to talk to him about stuff. But all I can think of is what is his past-time and I don't think he can answer that, in a dazed state. He was so nice too yesterday, though I had embarrassed him. And I had said he was fucker. What if he dies and it's all gone?
"I don't mean Tomo. I didn't call you to fuck off. Don't mean it."
Maybe you're dying now because of my curse. The smeared face moves. His lips shiver and open once more, he draws some breath. I hug him close, stroking his hair. "Subochan-------I'm so cold. Am I going to die?" Strangely Tomo san sounds like a child now, whining. It is a bad omen. Tomo coughs, trembling. His hand feels cold. I reassure him. He starts in disbelief. "I am- or is it raining? Snow. Snow is white, falling upon us like------ like crystals. Ne, am I right?"
"Tomo you're scaring me, no it's not snowing it's not. You're just weak from loss of blood. When help comes you'll be better. Imagine the bed you will lie on afterwards! Hang on. Look wait, storks! Storks are coming." I twist about casting for a flock heading west.
"Aniki loved them very much. They bring luck, ne Tomo san? Stay up. Maybe there are more of them. Look!" I cry, shaking him once more. He smiles weakly, blood seeping out from his mouth. I bite my lip, short of saying how awful he's like, bloody and shivering ever now and then. He coughs turning to the side and vomits on the grass. Each breath is harsh and piercing. I stroke his back.
[TOMO]
The poor child! Should not be seeing me like this. I reach out a feeble hand, despite the pain and tiredness, and touch his face. I can't reach and touch his chest instead. "Don't worry. I'm fine now--------- it's still earth right? I see---them. They're very pretty. And graceful--------have you seen how they move?"
He sniffs, looking up from crying. And he nods still telling me to hang on. I have heard it too many times. It's a broken record and mike going off in my ear. I drift in and out of fever and weakness, hanging on with all my life. I must not die. His aniki had died. If I die, I will just scare Suboshi again. Help me, help me God. Don't let me go yet.
Then Suboshi said he'd better get us to some shade. I am so feeble that I fall several times and finally I faint down on the grass, smelling its fragrance. He calls my name. flipping me over on my back. He's apologetic. I cannot breathe properly any more.
I am so sleepy. It's okay now, I think help is coming. My vision turns black. I feel hands hold me close. Blue eyes. Like Nakago? Like Seiryuu. It glows so brightly. "TOMO!"
[SUBOSHI]
Tomo's headdress falls off, and it's in slow motion. I am too stunned. It's like he has died but it is deliberately unreal. I'm still gaping, tired out and dizzy. I have lost my energy. Soi catches hold of him avoiding the arrow. He shivers, sweat plastering his painted face smearing already. His neck which is unpainted is damp and shiny. Soi winces as she helps him away from the horse, which is already dying. It thuds.
The blood soaks through his black garment, and spreads upwards. The weapon of choice causing his agony is making Tomo gasp and gasp and he can't speak. I take hold of his shoulder. Soi intended for him to lie down, but he asks for the thing to be removed.
"Poi-son." I feel him brace against me, when she counts to three and yanks it out, he screams jerking up. He falls back leaning heavily on me, nails raking up the grass. "I'll go look for some bandages. And get help. Subochan stay here."
I'm worried about the seishi. He is gasping hard, and periodically slips away, and I have to call his name and shake him till he wakes again. I help to press against the bleeding wound. "Are-----are we alone? Tell--- tell Soi to be---care-ful--------I'm injured----------don't add on...." I nod asking him to stay quiet, save strength for until he's better. I wish I can hug him and relief his pain myself.
Tomo relaxes and his hand loosens. "Tomo! Tomo! Don't die! Come on! Wake up!" I'm yelling into his ear, holding his form upwards so that he's lying on my shoulder. He's extremely heavy. He moans softly. "Hang on. Hang on. Okay, help is on the way. It'll be very fast. It will be so fast and then you can sleep. Not now, all right? Not now. It's too dangerous to sleep now."
Golden eyes blink groggily. He starts gasping again, even though it sounds unpleasant it's better than if there's no sound at all. I cannot let him die! To allow that would be the same as saying I'm a sinner and a killer. It's okay to talk to him about stuff. But all I can think of is what is his past-time and I don't think he can answer that, in a dazed state. He was so nice too yesterday, though I had embarrassed him. And I had said he was fucker. What if he dies and it's all gone?
"I don't mean Tomo. I didn't call you to fuck off. Don't mean it."
Maybe you're dying now because of my curse. The smeared face moves. His lips shiver and open once more, he draws some breath. I hug him close, stroking his hair. "Subochan-------I'm so cold. Am I going to die?" Strangely Tomo san sounds like a child now, whining. It is a bad omen. Tomo coughs, trembling. His hand feels cold. I reassure him. He starts in disbelief. "I am- or is it raining? Snow. Snow is white, falling upon us like------ like crystals. Ne, am I right?"
"Tomo you're scaring me, no it's not snowing it's not. You're just weak from loss of blood. When help comes you'll be better. Imagine the bed you will lie on afterwards! Hang on. Look wait, storks! Storks are coming." I twist about casting for a flock heading west.
"Aniki loved them very much. They bring luck, ne Tomo san? Stay up. Maybe there are more of them. Look!" I cry, shaking him once more. He smiles weakly, blood seeping out from his mouth. I bite my lip, short of saying how awful he's like, bloody and shivering ever now and then. He coughs turning to the side and vomits on the grass. Each breath is harsh and piercing. I stroke his back.
[TOMO]
The poor child! Should not be seeing me like this. I reach out a feeble hand, despite the pain and tiredness, and touch his face. I can't reach and touch his chest instead. "Don't worry. I'm fine now--------- it's still earth right? I see---them. They're very pretty. And graceful--------have you seen how they move?"
He sniffs, looking up from crying. And he nods still telling me to hang on. I have heard it too many times. It's a broken record and mike going off in my ear. I drift in and out of fever and weakness, hanging on with all my life. I must not die. His aniki had died. If I die, I will just scare Suboshi again. Help me, help me God. Don't let me go yet.
Then Suboshi said he'd better get us to some shade. I am so feeble that I fall several times and finally I faint down on the grass, smelling its fragrance. He calls my name. flipping me over on my back. He's apologetic. I cannot breathe properly any more.
I am so sleepy. It's okay now, I think help is coming. My vision turns black. I feel hands hold me close. Blue eyes. Like Nakago? Like Seiryuu. It glows so brightly. "TOMO!"