I am dying of thirst as I write this chapter right now. Unngh...I am
terribly sorry if I don't finish it.
Anyways, I hope that you enjoy it! ^_^ (I make that cheesy little smiley face way too much, don't I?) =======================================================================
"Hey kid, you all right?" a large man with long dark hair spoke to Kaosi. She didn't move.
"Come on kid get up!" he shook her a bit and finally she began to stir. She turned over onto her side and coughed up blood. The man helped her sit up and looked at her with concern. She looked awful, her clothes were all blood stained and her eyes were bloodshot red.
"You look like you could use some medical attention." He said to her and picked her up. She didn't know why she could not speak. Her mind was racing and all she could think about was how Maoshi had thrown her off the cliff like that. She knew that she couldn't get away from this guy who carrying her, he wasn't going to let her. Instead, she just let herself be carried and didn't fuss about a thing. She felt too weak to.
They arrived at a small shack and he opened the door. There was a small bed inside and he sat her down in it. Finally she spoke up.
"Where am I?" she asked to no one. He looked over at her and shook his head. "The poor thing is delirious." He said to himself as he watched her talk to no one. He made a pot of warm water and washed her wounds. The pain made her come back to reality.
"Ow!" she sat up bolt right making the water fall out of his hands. She stared at him confused.
"Who are you?"
"Seijoro Hiko. I-"
"Where am I?"
"You're at my place. Near-"
"Where's the Sekihoutai's?"
"The Sekihoutai's?" He looked at her carefully.
"Yes the Sekihoutai's. Where are they?" she jumped to her feet, all of a sudden becoming real worried and growing delirious again. She immediately fell down to the floor. She could not walk. Seijoro helped her back up to the bed.
"Listen kid, I don't know where the Sekihoutai's are and I also don't know what you have to do with them. But what I do know is that you are badly hurt and need to get some rest." He put his hand on her forehead. "You also are running a horrible fever, so just try to get some sleep. I'll take care of you."
She leaned against her pillow, she could not stop thinking about Maoshi. Finally, Seijiro used some medicine on her to make her fall asleep. That way he could work her back to health more easily. He studied her with great curiosity. Was she part of the Sekihoutai? She did have a sword, but if she was part of the Sekihoutai, that would mean that she was just now involved in a serious fight against the Hitokiri's. And he could not understand how someone like her could fight them.
(not finished with this chapter yet)
Anyways, I hope that you enjoy it! ^_^ (I make that cheesy little smiley face way too much, don't I?) =======================================================================
"Hey kid, you all right?" a large man with long dark hair spoke to Kaosi. She didn't move.
"Come on kid get up!" he shook her a bit and finally she began to stir. She turned over onto her side and coughed up blood. The man helped her sit up and looked at her with concern. She looked awful, her clothes were all blood stained and her eyes were bloodshot red.
"You look like you could use some medical attention." He said to her and picked her up. She didn't know why she could not speak. Her mind was racing and all she could think about was how Maoshi had thrown her off the cliff like that. She knew that she couldn't get away from this guy who carrying her, he wasn't going to let her. Instead, she just let herself be carried and didn't fuss about a thing. She felt too weak to.
They arrived at a small shack and he opened the door. There was a small bed inside and he sat her down in it. Finally she spoke up.
"Where am I?" she asked to no one. He looked over at her and shook his head. "The poor thing is delirious." He said to himself as he watched her talk to no one. He made a pot of warm water and washed her wounds. The pain made her come back to reality.
"Ow!" she sat up bolt right making the water fall out of his hands. She stared at him confused.
"Who are you?"
"Seijoro Hiko. I-"
"Where am I?"
"You're at my place. Near-"
"Where's the Sekihoutai's?"
"The Sekihoutai's?" He looked at her carefully.
"Yes the Sekihoutai's. Where are they?" she jumped to her feet, all of a sudden becoming real worried and growing delirious again. She immediately fell down to the floor. She could not walk. Seijoro helped her back up to the bed.
"Listen kid, I don't know where the Sekihoutai's are and I also don't know what you have to do with them. But what I do know is that you are badly hurt and need to get some rest." He put his hand on her forehead. "You also are running a horrible fever, so just try to get some sleep. I'll take care of you."
She leaned against her pillow, she could not stop thinking about Maoshi. Finally, Seijiro used some medicine on her to make her fall asleep. That way he could work her back to health more easily. He studied her with great curiosity. Was she part of the Sekihoutai? She did have a sword, but if she was part of the Sekihoutai, that would mean that she was just now involved in a serious fight against the Hitokiri's. And he could not understand how someone like her could fight them.
(not finished with this chapter yet)