Sakura jogged the last few steps to Sai's room, checking the door number again to be sure before she knocked twice and pushed it open.
"Sai? Are you still here?" she called out. While she didn't anticipate any sort of ambush, with all the ridiculous territory claims on the bulletin today, it was hard to be sure exactly what to expect.
[So late, I'm sorry!! Holidays, LJ changes, and family dramu... but I will be quick from now on. :( ]
He was indeed still there. There was no ambush waiting for her on the other side of the door, just a wounded and shirtless ninja greeting her with a smile. Sai opened the door further to let her in before making his careful way back to the bed where he could sit and await further diagnosis.
"I'm glad you could make it. I apologize for my lack of activity the past couple nights." Even if it wasn't completely his fault, he still felt the need to address that. He didn't like being kept inactive if he could help it, especially here where their time at night was limited, and even though they'd already seemingly exhausted what there was to do in the basement.
Sakura allowed herself a small smile when Sai greeted her at the door. Admittedly, he didn't look much better than he had when she'd seen him earlier, but at least he was still alive and breathing and that was what mattered. She closed the door behind her, then followed him to the edge of the bed as though it was as natural as anything, just another check-up after a difficult mission. Except this was definitely not like any hospital in Konoha.
She knelt to inspect the damage, but since he seemed alright with sitting up, she wouldn't force him to lie down. Though his apology only made her bristle, smile quickly turning to a frown. An apology?! You sure as hell oughta be sorry, but not for some idiotic lack of activity!!"You don't have to apologize for that," she managed, though it was a near thing to keep the rest from spilling out in a huff behind. After removing the bandage quickly and efficiently, Sakura took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, closing her eyes, brow knit in both concentration and an effort to forget her own
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He leaned back, supporting himself on his arms so that she could get a the injury better, but he didn't lay down. That just made him feel weak, and even though that was a perfectly fair thing to be feeling right now he'd rather remain sitting.
Sai held perfectly still, watching his teammate calmly. There were many things he could say right now, several more apologies to be made, but he kept silent. If he did say he was sorry for what he'd done in the coliseum, the words would be hollow. He wasn't sorry. They'd gotten themselves tricked into that position, and if anyone was going to take the fall for it there, he was the best option - the only option, as far as he was concerned.
The healing process would be draining on Sakura, and he hoped she would keep a good watch on her own energy reserves. He didn't need that much help. The Institute was healing him as it was.
The healing process itself took only a handful of minutes, but where she could fix such a wound to the point that a ninja could be battle-ready or at the very least, be able to survive until sufficient bedrest and natural healing could finish the job, here things were a little different. While the cells began to knit themselves back together with the help of her chakra, Sakura could feel herself tiring much quicker than before. Still, she persisted, and by the time she was finished, she could be fairly sure Sai would be able to move without much worry of the wound re-opening or getting any sort of infection
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Sai took a long look over the wound, running his fingers gently along the mark. Sakura did good work when it came to healing, though he hadn't expected otherwise.
Just as predictable was the effect of her being exhausted afterward. He moved his hand to her shoulder, a calm request for her to stay where she was for the moment. At least until she'd regained a little of her energy. Another smile was offered her for her efforts, this one coming easily.
Sakura jogged the last few steps to Sai's room, checking the door number again to be sure before she knocked twice and pushed it open.
"Sai? Are you still here?" she called out. While she didn't anticipate any sort of ambush, with all the ridiculous territory claims on the bulletin today, it was hard to be sure exactly what to expect.
[So late, I'm sorry!! Holidays, LJ changes, and family dramu... but I will be quick from now on. :( ]
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"I'm glad you could make it. I apologize for my lack of activity the past couple nights." Even if it wasn't completely his fault, he still felt the need to address that. He didn't like being kept inactive if he could help it, especially here where their time at night was limited, and even though they'd already seemingly exhausted what there was to do in the basement.
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She knelt to inspect the damage, but since he seemed alright with sitting up, she wouldn't force him to lie down. Though his apology only made her bristle, smile quickly turning to a frown. An apology?! You sure as hell oughta be sorry, but not for some idiotic lack of activity!!"You don't have to apologize for that," she managed, though it was a near thing to keep the rest from spilling out in a huff behind. After removing the bandage quickly and efficiently, Sakura took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, closing her eyes, brow knit in both concentration and an effort to forget her own ( ... )
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Sai held perfectly still, watching his teammate calmly. There were many things he could say right now, several more apologies to be made, but he kept silent. If he did say he was sorry for what he'd done in the coliseum, the words would be hollow. He wasn't sorry. They'd gotten themselves tricked into that position, and if anyone was going to take the fall for it there, he was the best option - the only option, as far as he was concerned.
The healing process would be draining on Sakura, and he hoped she would keep a good watch on her own energy reserves. He didn't need that much help. The Institute was healing him as it was.
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Just as predictable was the effect of her being exhausted afterward. He moved his hand to her shoulder, a calm request for her to stay where she was for the moment. At least until she'd regained a little of her energy. Another smile was offered her for her efforts, this one coming easily.
"Thank you."
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