The brunet was injured, his rags for clothing torn and shredded. His face was undamaged though. It was tearstained, set into a deep frown. The wounds were not completely what concerned him, it was the demonic redness that marred his hand. His left one. The boy had been out in the woods for a long while, no doubt he had touched the roots of angered spirits.

Tsugaru worked quietly in what light the high moon let him have. He abandoned the lad in the room before going to look for countering herbs. The rash seemed like something he had seen before. He quietly searched through his home, the pups bathing upon the wooden floor boards bathed in the night's glow. Their small snouts aimed at him as their small eyes watched him flit about the room. He snatched leafs from the old storage of the few days ago harvest. A small bowl began to be filled with green tea remaining from earlier in the evening. The leaves were thrown in, a stone used to crush and mix them together.

The wary elder wolf stood resolute near the bathing house, watching the surroundings and Tsugaru worked. His gaze flickered out to the beast before he focused back in. Soon…

Very soon, a small fire burned under the mixture that was being created. The flickering light danced upon the walls for a while, before the blond quickly extinguished it, being followed closely by the small figures behind him. He entered, again, that small bathhouse only to find the boy slowly stirring.

No matter where the boy was from, he needed to be treated for the injuries and ailments that had been done upon him. Tsugaru worked with that same silence, the same meticulous focus as before, holding the boy in place in his delirium. The brunet squirmed at the sight of the beasts behind him, terrified no doubt.

"Calm down."

The brunet made a sound, but it was more of a squeak of fear and pain than any language. Disappointing, there were a lot of questions he had.

The blond finished with the rash and his attention went back to the matter at hand. He couldn't keep the boy in his clothes, there was too much danger that the malady that had caused the redness was lingering in the fabric. Unsheathing his blade, he slowly shredded the cloth from his person, setting it aside for him to burn at a later time. Soon, the brunet lay bare upon his floor, shadowed gaze fearfully watching the blade in his hands.

He was almost rabbit-like, seeing danger around him and paralyzed. His figure shivering uncontrollably.

"Be still," Tsugaru leaned in close, making a show of setting aside the blade, kicking it towards the door. He set what he hoped was a comforting hand upon the brunet's shoulder and gently tried to lift the boy. Surprisingly, or maybe not so surprisingly, his arms latched onto his shoulders.

Where did you come from, Tsugaru longed with his very being to ask.

There was no one, not a person in this entire world, no matter the disease, the situation, the anything. There was no one who would ever touch him in such a manner. Everyone knew him from the area and afar. No lady would come near him, no man unless wishing death.

What made this brunet so different?

Settling him into the bathing basin, Tsugaru let the man rest.

Bathing was something of a soothing endeavor after all. The medicinal herbs would have had their proper time to have been soaked into his skin. Now he would be able to recover, rest, and, like with most persons in his life, leave.

He watched the boy finally shut his eyes, drifting away into oblivion

~.~

"Someone… "

Psyche's eyes slowly flickered open, tears already prickling his eyes. His heart, his whole person felt so empty. He wanted to just die…

"I see you've awakened."

Turning his gaze, Psyche felt his thinking stop. He stared in surprise at the blond standing in the doorway, his chest showing a bit. The small smile on his lips, the soft look he was giving, almost as though he were expecting to be yelled at but wanted to be nice anyway.

"…Del…" Psyche started to sit up only to wince. His whole back was aching at the sudden attempt.

"Don't," the blond hurried over to push him back to the mat under him.

Blue.

Without realizing it, Psyche reached out and cupped the man's face. He had blue eyes. This couldn't be Delic. Delic's eyes were pink.

"….You need to rest. You were injured." The stranger covered his hand with their rough one and smiled again.

So cute, he seemed so shy.

"Please don't leave," Psyche murmured, pouting up at him.

If he had seemed cute before, the small blush developing on his face was driving Psyche crazy. He was so adorable! Oh, it was just so cute to see him blush and smile all within a minute.

The man looked away. "You need to rest."

"I can't sleep."

The blond looked downwards, avoiding his gaze as he blushed more, "I cannot help you with that."

"Please stay with me." Psyche reached out with his other hand and forced him to look him in the face. The man fumbled for words, looking at him as though he would do something stupid if he stayed. "Please~" Psyche forced himself to tear up a bit, looking up at the man.

"…Alright. I won't go anywhere. Just please get some sleep."

"My name is Psyche, what's yours?"

"Hmm?" The blond looked down at him a moment, face etched in sorrow. "My name?"

"Yes, what's your name?"

"…My name is Tsugaru."

"Thank you for saving me Tsugaru. You're a very nice person."

~.~

A/N: -off to work- -will update more stuff later- Danke for reading.