Name(s): Hella open, bbs. This is for the healers, the injured from both the Library and whoever has been scraped off the halls in the wake of GW, and those hovering over their bedside.
Location: Hospital Wing
Week: 40
Time: Saturday evening onwards
Rating: PG-13
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I got a scar I can talk about )
He couldn't remember a damn thing. Nothing was right...his entire body felt like it was lead, weighing him down as he laid on...something. Something soft, something that wasn't quite what he had expected to be laying on. Wasn't he supposed to be in bed? His bed wasn't this hard, and the blanket wasn't this--
...wait.
A bed? He wasn't supposed to be in bed! Last he remembered he was carrying that girl, lying her on a bed, before...
...That's right. He'd blacked out.
Wait.
How long had he blacked out?! It couldn't have been too long, right? It didn't feel long. Ugh, his body. It felt so heavy. His head was throbbing, his stomach was turning...surefire signs of sleeping too little or sleeping too long. In his case, most definitely too little. With all the energy he had expended healing, he was lucky to be even waking up.
Still...
Delita Heiral let out a groan, moving to sit up.
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This time, he was awake.
She paused, confirmed that she was not, in fact essential to her current task, and made her way over to his bed.
"You're an idiot," was the first thing out of her mouth. "You pushed yourself way too far."
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He held his head, feeling it throb under his fingers as his body resisted his need to sit up, to do something, to do something other than lay down when there were other things that needed to be done.
Perhaps a bit of sarcasm would at least cheer her up a bit. Allow her to know that he was all right.
But still. She was right. He had pushed himself a bit too much. Too many healing stints in one go made his body a rather limp noodle of one, or maybe a heavy stone, going on just a thread before snapping into pure exhaustion.
"...Though yes. It does seem that I have."
Not too tired for sarcasm, but much too tired to deny the truth on this one.
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She paled slightly at the thought of Sasuke before shoving him completely out of her mind. She could deal with that later, when - she could deal with that later.
Her demeanour softened slightly at his admission that she was right. At least he was smart enough to know when he was beaten when the woman holding the stick was standing right over him. "You're staying here," she informed him. "If I see you out of bed before you've had a full night's rest, I'll put you back in it personally."
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"Worry not. I will only move when I am able. I do not think I shall have the strength to move well for some time."
Of course, 'when I am able' was relative. But Sakura didn't have to know that.
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There was a pause as she listened to Delita avoid the question. "'Able' and 'should' are two different things," she pointed out, but knew it was a losing battle. 'Just - make sure you're fully rested. I don't want to have to pick you up again, all right?"
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...Though he knew that some time later, he would look back on it.
"It is nothing. I can only regret that I could not do more. And that I could have..."
Which was true, though the words coming from his lips felt strange. Did he really enjoy doing this sort of thing? The sense of power was immense, and the feeling of actually achieving something was...
...And if he had become skilled with this prior, and used his natural aptitude instead of ignored it...
Teta might not have...
"I will not allow myself to collapse again," he said. "You do not have to worry. I will rest so long as I need."
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She smiled again. "Thank you. I know you want to help out, but - you can't do that if you're running on empty yourself."
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It was hard to wrap his head around, a bit. If only because it felt so strange. He only used these abilities for Ramza's sake, and maybe his own. He had never used his skills to assist the student body, and rather than curiosity and perhaps even demanding questions...he received acceptance.
Oddly, that niggling feeling in the back of his brain that he had expected, that which would encourage him to do it for other means...
It did not speak. He did not even catch a hint of it.
This was...odd.
And Sakura's smile was not helping things.
"I..."
A pause, with a soft tone, slightly awkward, perhaps, if she listened to it.
"...Thank you, Sakura."
He nodded. "Yes. This is why I will retreat for now and allow myself some rest."
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Sakura knew full well that Delita would get out of bed before he likely should, but considering the injuries Sakura had suffered that day and the subsequent draining of most of her magic, she probably should have been in a bed at least, if not a hospital bed. She wasn't about to push any further when it might tip him off to bring that up. "Okay, good." A pause. "O-oh, uhm. I can leave, if you wanted to rest." Sakura knew she wasn't exactly the most restful of personalities to be around, most of the time.
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Delita took a breath.
"Since my third year." He said, quietly. "Ramza had been injured, and it seemed to have 'awakened'. It is an ability inherited by few, and most who attain it seem to be from wizarding families."
And that raises the question: How the hell did HE get it?
"No...it is fine."
To be honest...he didn't want her to leave. The more time she spent talking to him, the more time she spent at least doing some semblance of rest. Even if it wasn't a true rest, she would at least relax.
"I do not mind."
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"Look at you, awakening gifts when your friends are in trouble." She leaned over and gave him a light kiss on the cheek without even thinking about it. "You're a regular hero, aren't you?"
She beamed when he said he didn't mind if she stayed. "Wow, you sure know how to make a girl feel special, huh?" she laughed. "So, are you going to take this healing thing any further?"
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If a man's heart had the capability to fly out of his chest, it would have. Maybe done a little jig, danced around, bounced, sung...and for all intents and purposes, perhaps raced a bit and played his ribs like a xylophone.
...
But if Sakura Haruno had ever tried to see such a reaction in Delita Heiral's face, she would be solely disappointed. Her warm lips against his cheek could only bring about a soft blush, nothing more, though one could argue that it was about the comment on his heroism, rather than such an overt act of intimacy.
...Though in truth, everyone in the know knew exactly what it was.
"It is nothing." He said after a moment. "It just appeared at the right time. Nothing more."
Though something did touch his heart when she showed happiness at that. Was being around him really that interesting?
"I do make the occasional attempt." he said, though his tone was light.
...
"In truth, I think that I shall."
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