Two days later, Kakashi was a very thankful monster that the odd woman doctor had sent him home with the petite beauty who's personal property he had destroyed. Uzu Namikaze, was one hell of a care taker.
She checked on him regularly, fed him, made sure that he was comfortable and well rested. Often times at a cost to herself and her well being. Today for instance, he'd asked her if she would mind helping him into the living room since he still couldn't move on his own very well just yet, because he'd wanted to get out of bed and move around.
Uzu had gone from the room for a minute- to fix the couch up for him no doubt. And then had come back and helped him out of bed and half way down the hall before his legs had given out on him and he'd caused them both to fall and had accidentally landed on top of her.
She'd had all of the air forced from her lungs, and he just knew that she had some bruises and a few hair line fractures from when he'd landed on her. And though he'd apologised profusely, he still felt badly for nearly killing her.
Still she'd shrugged off the near brush with death and tried to fool him into believing that she was perfectly fine when he knew that she'd been hurt. A while after the little incident she'd disappeared into her study to get some work done and left him alone after turning on the TV for him and setting him up with some snacks and drinks so that he wouldn't have to move much or ask her for them later.
Which was just brilliant, especially since it made things easier on everyone.
Kakashi spent most of his second day in her luxury apartment channel surfing before he finally got bored and decided to look around a little bit. He'd been curious about the woman ever since she had walked into his hospital room to make sure that he was still alive. And since she was busy, he now had a little leeway to study his surroundings without raising questions or her suspicions.
He scanned the large living room, taking note of various things, his eyes occassionally pausing on a knick knack or picture that seemed out of place in her home environment. She apparently liked the little crystal butterfly figurines that sat on the little table across the room, against the wall. Kakashi didn't think that he could blame her any.
Even from where he was sitting on the couch he could see that they were beautiful pieces of work. Kakashi himself seemed drawn to the twinkling rainbow of colors that the pieces produced when the sunlight filtering through the windows, hit them.
He must have caught himself staring at them for over thirty minutes before he mentally shook himself and started to study the room again. She had some pretty water color paintings of flowers and fields. Mountains and streams.
Uzu it seemed, was the type of person who surrounded herself with things that were meant to sooth a person's heart and mind. To be able to melt away stress just by looking at something was rare. And spoke volumes about the woman's need for self control.
It made Kakashi wonder what part of herself she was trying to secretly control. Her passion? Her temper?
Neither were things that she should feel ashamed of. If anything they only made her more interesting to him. More appealing to him as an unmated male. He finished his study of the room and everything in it before coming to the conclusion that while Uzu was very well off money wise, she seemed to be lacking things in her life.
Which made him a mite curious about what it was that she was lacking.