Fill 2: Calling Nurse 1/?
anonymous
April 12 2010, 20:20:38 UTC
Warning: Crossdressing >.>;;; if you're not into it, er...~
Heiwajima Shizuo is a man of peace. More than anyone else in this world, he hates violence. He hates it because violence hurts people dear to him. He hates it because it takes away things and people precious to him rather than helping him protect them.
And right now, he hates it because violence took away his freedom.
He was strapped in the small hospital bed tightly secured with all sorts of bandages around his arms and legs, his chest as well as braces on his neck. There were bandages around his head to stop the bleeding as well as casts around his broken arms and legs. And incidentally, his ribs were broken too. Looks like he’ll be wasting his entire summer vacation in the hospital, healing.
Heiwajima Shizuo sighed a long sigh as he looked out the peaceful window that showed him the blue clear sky that spoke of freedom that’s beyond his reach. Now Hiwajima Shizuo did not understand exactly why all these gangs were after him as soon as he entered high school, but they were. And now that he’s senior, there’s even yakuzas after his life. And hitmen and assassins. That’s just going too far!
After fighting them in a row for a week as soon as school ended and summer vacation started, he was just too worn out and was landed in the hospital. Even his inhuman strength and healing powers can only take so much before he just needs rest without fighting.
The only thing he looked forward to is his brother’s visit which he came every day. But yesterday, he said he got hired at the audition for a small role and will be too busy for regular visits. So much for that.
So there sat Heiwajima Shizuo, man of peace, watching outside his window, peacefully, and bored… when he heard the door open. Oh right, it’s time for lunch and medicine, Shizuo thought to himself. Since he can’t move, usually the nurses had to feed it to him, which was a bit embarrassing… he’s not a young boy anymore after all.
But today, his peaceful days shattered as he heard a familiar voice.
“Shi~~~zu-chan~<3 Your meal is here~”
------->
Also Artfill drawn by my friend coz I know this is a terrible cliffhanger to you guys.
Heiwajima Shizuo is a man of peace. More than anyone else in this world, he hates violence. He hates it because violence hurts people dear to him. He hates it because it takes away things and people precious to him rather than helping him protect them.
And right now, he hates it because violence took away his freedom.
He was strapped in the small hospital bed tightly secured with all sorts of bandages around his arms and legs, his chest as well as braces on his neck. There were bandages around his head to stop the bleeding as well as casts around his broken arms and legs. And incidentally, his ribs were broken too. Looks like he’ll be wasting his entire summer vacation in the hospital, healing.
Heiwajima Shizuo sighed a long sigh as he looked out the peaceful window that showed him the blue clear sky that spoke of freedom that’s beyond his reach. Now Hiwajima Shizuo did not understand exactly why all these gangs were after him as soon as he entered high school, but they were. And now that he’s senior, there’s even yakuzas after his life. And hitmen and assassins. That’s just going too far!
After fighting them in a row for a week as soon as school ended and summer vacation started, he was just too worn out and was landed in the hospital. Even his inhuman strength and healing powers can only take so much before he just needs rest without fighting.
The only thing he looked forward to is his brother’s visit which he came every day. But yesterday, he said he got hired at the audition for a small role and will be too busy for regular visits. So much for that.
So there sat Heiwajima Shizuo, man of peace, watching outside his window, peacefully, and bored… when he heard the door open. Oh right, it’s time for lunch and medicine, Shizuo thought to himself. Since he can’t move, usually the nurses had to feed it to him, which was a bit embarrassing… he’s not a young boy anymore after all.
But today, his peaceful days shattered as he heard a familiar voice.
“Shi~~~zu-chan~<3 Your meal is here~”
------->
Also Artfill drawn by my friend coz I know this is a terrible cliffhanger to you guys.
http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y26/-akichan-/nizaya.jpg
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