04-10-2010, 06:15 PM
Hiei turned his eyes back to the fox at the mental call. It was funny how he could often hear Kurama's thoughts without uncovering the jagan. He supposed it came from long association and familiarity with the redhead's mind. 'No.' Hiei sent back after a moment's thought. 'But he saw something like it.' He hesitated a moment before sharing his new concern'...only much worse.' "I think it was a nightmare." He said out loud, grimacing as the plant finished the last stitch and pulled the edges of the wound together tightly.
Yukina finally finished with the stomach wound and sat back, wiping sweat from her brow. It was always difficult working on Hiei. Though their energies should have rejected each other, she always found that they seemed to do just the opposite. It made it very hard to keep from pouring far more energy into him than was needed for healing. This unusual compatibility had been her first clue that he might be her brother because she'd never felt anything like it except form other ice demons. "Genkai-sama, can you take care of his face?" She asked softly, not wanting to ask for help but knowing that she didn't dare exhaust herself if something was attacking people through their dreams. "Hiei-san, I'm going to put your cloak in to wash." She said quickly, grabbing the blood soaked garment and rushing from the room. She blurred when she hit the hallway and shut herself in the laundry room. Sinking down against the wall, she allowed the emotions she had bottled up while she was treating Hiei to spill out. Fear, worry, relief, frustration, and a shocking burst of anger all poured out of her in a clatter of teargems on the stained black fabric in her lap. Her own pale blue yukata was being ruined by the sticky red liquid but she didn't really care. All she could think was that she had almost lost the one who was quite likely her brother and how helpless she had felt, knowing that she had no way of fighting back against what was hurting him. It had felt like having him ripped away from her just after their birth all over again.
Overall, the pain seemed to be fading but he knew that the healing wouldn't be perfect. It was only a surface healing to keep out infection and stop bleeding. It would take time before he could fight without risking reopening the wounds, but at least he could run if he needed to. For some reason, Yukina never could manage to heal him. It was like she ran out of energy trying it. As Yukina sat back, he tried to sit up again, slowly this time. He still couldn't figure out how a dream could cause him physical harm but it definitely seemed like that was what had happened. He watched the gentle ice demoness exit the room, appalled to see the blood staining her clothes and hands. Yukina should never have blood on her hands. It made him feel dirty to know that he had exposed her to such horrors yet again. Some protector he was turning out to be, he couldn't even save her in a dream and he woke up to find that he was the one in need of her help.
Last edited by Saravi Boo; 04-10-2010 at 06:21 PM..
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