Fan Fiction: Stains
Another Anko/Raidou bit. Pretty short, but everyone seems to enjoy it. A 30_forbidden prompt, #23, numb.
Anko always wears the same trench coat to interrogations. It's been splattered with every kind of human bodily fluid there is, and a few that weren't. After every session, she cleans it, removing all traces of pain from her skin. Raidou had not known there was only one coat until the day he found her on her knees next to the tub, her nails broken and skin raw from bleach and hot water.
“I can see the stains.” Her voice was quiet, her personality flowing down the drain with the last of the blood.
Raidou nodded.
“He had pretty eyes.” Anko began to wring water from the coat. “He was from Mist.” She fumbled with the water-logged fabric. He held the hanger as she struggled to pull the coat over the smooth wooden shoulders.
Raidou straightened the sleeves, then reached for her hand. Anko let him catch it, watching as he grabbed a bottle of salve from the cabinet next to the sink. He began to spread a layer of the cool cream over her skin, and Anko felt the numbness recede with every stroke of his fingers.
Anko always wears the same trench coat to interrogations. It's been splattered with every kind of human bodily fluid there is, and a few that weren't. After every session, she cleans it, removing all traces of pain from her skin. Raidou had not known there was only one coat until the day he found her on her knees next to the tub, her nails broken and skin raw from bleach and hot water.
“I can see the stains.” Her voice was quiet, her personality flowing down the drain with the last of the blood.
Raidou nodded.
“He had pretty eyes.” Anko began to wring water from the coat. “He was from Mist.” She fumbled with the water-logged fabric. He held the hanger as she struggled to pull the coat over the smooth wooden shoulders.
Raidou straightened the sleeves, then reached for her hand. Anko let him catch it, watching as he grabbed a bottle of salve from the cabinet next to the sink. He began to spread a layer of the cool cream over her skin, and Anko felt the numbness recede with every stroke of his fingers.