A Small Prayer
Name(s): Hatori and Ayame Sohma~~~
Location: Oi. I'unno. Um... Let me go ask Anne. She says Aya is coming to Ha'ri, so the infirmary.
Week: 45
Time: Um. Sometime. During the week. After Aya comes to school. Yes.
Rating: A for Ayame. 'Nuff said.
The paperwork was finished. The infirmary was quiet--well, quieter, now that he had finally gotten that sick third year to take the sleeping draught and waited for them to pass out. Hatori could finally relax for the time being, his face resting in his palm, elbow propped up on the table. His right eye was hurting him, a soft and dull throb that was all too common when he ended up working to hard. He knew he shouldn't have tried to strain his sight beyond its capacity, but even after two years, he still wasn't used to being partially blind.
That said, he also realized that there was no way he was going to have a moment's peace to himself. His cousin--best friend, really--was now a professor in their old school. He had taken the job to get a break from the family, and here the family was, following him around.
He had missed Ayame too much to even care that his "vacation" was now permanently ruined.
Not that he would ever verbally admit that to the flamboyant man.
Location: Oi. I'unno. Um... Let me go ask Anne. She says Aya is coming to Ha'ri, so the infirmary.
Week: 45
Time: Um. Sometime. During the week. After Aya comes to school. Yes.
Rating: A for Ayame. 'Nuff said.
The paperwork was finished. The infirmary was quiet--well, quieter, now that he had finally gotten that sick third year to take the sleeping draught and waited for them to pass out. Hatori could finally relax for the time being, his face resting in his palm, elbow propped up on the table. His right eye was hurting him, a soft and dull throb that was all too common when he ended up working to hard. He knew he shouldn't have tried to strain his sight beyond its capacity, but even after two years, he still wasn't used to being partially blind.
That said, he also realized that there was no way he was going to have a moment's peace to himself. His cousin--best friend, really--was now a professor in their old school. He had taken the job to get a break from the family, and here the family was, following him around.
He had missed Ayame too much to even care that his "vacation" was now permanently ruined.
Not that he would ever verbally admit that to the flamboyant man.