Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Sadly. It'd be pretty awesome if I did.
I was trembling by the time I got home. I was wet, tired, stressed, and slightly sore from carrying the bags in such a way I could comfortably hold Konan.
Comfortable for her that is, those bags cut off the bloodflow in my arms.
I didn't know what to expect when I opened the door, but I have to admit I kind of expected it to turn out for the worse.
The kittens had been surprisingly well-behaved. When I looked into the living room, I also saw they also weren't quite kittens anymore.
I squeaked as I connected the dots, and threw the bags into the room, quickly turning around and running upstairs. It was only when Konan dug her nails in my skin, in order to not fall off, that I realized I was still carrying her.
A strangled noise escaped my throat. Her claws didn't actually hurt that much, but it very much reminded me that all of this was real. However weak, it had been the push to fully destroy the dam I had thrown up.
I carefully put her down on the bed again, and softly repeated "Sorry" again, not quite trusting my voice not to break were I to speak louder. I scrunched up two sets of clothes, and put one set, underwear, a dark grey hoodie and a baggy black set of trousers down on the bed, along with the towel. The trousers probably wouldn't reach her ankles but...
Ah, rambling again. Zipping it.
"I'll be right back", I mumbled not quite as much to her, as at her. "I'm going to get a basin with hot water"
I could describe how I opened the closet, took a basin and went to the bathroom to fill it, but at the same time, it just happened. There wasn't really anything special to the action.
Soon I was back in my room, trying not to spill the water. I carefully set it down.
"I figured you might want some privacy Angel-san", I stated softly. "I'll change in the bathroom."
I didn't wait for an answer, and once I got there, I locked the door behind me, and the moment I knew I was alone I sank to my knees, my frame wrecked by sobs. By some miracle, I managed to keep the sounds to a minimum. It was just me and my shuddering body.
I hid my face in the towel I was using for my hair.
'Why me?'
As expected, an answer wasn't forthcoming.