Duel Masters: Seven Days
By. Tate Icasa
Chapter Six: Waking
: Hakuoh's POV /
One of her hands is still in my hair. The other is on my shoulder.
I open my eyes.
Kitami is leaning over me. I can tell only because her hear falls on my face.
I close my eyes again and shudder.
"Hakuoh?" Kitami whispers. So, she's awake too.
"Hmm?" I answer softly.
"I have to move now, ok?"
I nod weakly.
"Good." She says, lifting my head and gently setting it on a rock. She walks away and comes back to sit next to me. My eyes have adjusted slightly, so I can see her sillhoute.
"You should drink something." she says. "Can you sit up?"
I nod and sit up.
"Good." She presses something into my hands. "Drink this. It's water from the stream."
I lift the cup to my lips. (Hakuoh: By the way, Kit, where ever did you find a cup? We were trapped in a cave. Kitami: I had it in my purse. Rekuda: Is it even legal to interrupt your own POV. Hakuoh: I don't care. Now be quiet so I can continue.)
"How do you feel?" she asks.
"Better." I say honestly, when I've finish drinking. I set the cup down. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." She pauses. "May I check your wound?"
"I. . .suppose." I say warily.
She moves my hair over one shoulder.
: Kitami's POV /
"I don't see any bad cuts. A couple of little scrapes is all. You should be fine." I say.
He nods.
I shouldn't. I think. I really, really shouldn't.
I can't help myself. I run my fingers down the sides of his neck. He trembles, but doesn't pull away.
"You really should relax." I murmur gently.
Now he does pull away, and stands, albeit shakily.
"I'm sorry." I say quickly.
Preview of Ch. 7:
"Are you. . .are you afraid of the dark, Hakuoh?"
