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[fearnotdeceit]

Characters: Hitsugaya Toushirou, Unohana Retsu
When: Friday, April 9, late evening
Where: Tenth Division, Hitsugaya's quarters
Rating: PG-ish.
Summary: Hitsugaya pulled a stupid. Unohana has been enlisted to help repair the damage.

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[calm_tempest]

He had been vague. Unohana was hardly surprised

[fearnotdeceit]

Hitsugaya looked when as she came in; he'd felt her reiatsu, gentle and confident, preceding her. He nodded toward her in greeting, eyes straying to her zanpakutou. Few shinigami could claim zanpakutou longer than Hyourinmaru and it had always drawn his attention, at least briefly, when he saw Minazuki.

He dropped his hand from his knee with a grimace. Here it was. Here came the questions.

"Yesterday," he confirmed. About this time yesterday, come to think of it. He'd just... turned and slipped.

Like an idiot.

"I twisted my knee." He scowled and smoothed his hakama over his knee. It felt swollen. Damn him and his idiocy. "It seemed all right until earlier today."

[calm_tempest]

She wasn't quite sure whether the grimace was due to the pain or her questioning. Hitsugaya-taichou was instinctively averse to the latter, especially of late. But the fact remained that as a healer, she needed to know how he had injured himself.

Unohana nodded. "If I may?"

The question was a polite formality, and she gently laid her hand over his knee. There was indeed some swelling, but this was more than a twisted knee, unfortunately. It would not be a problem for her to repair, but the procedure was a little more delicate.

"You've torn a few ligaments," she stated. Yesterday. He should have gotten this looked at sooner. "Have you been walking much on this leg over the course of the day?"

Her expression was stern when she asked this. Walking around in this condition would have only made the injury worse. Unohana greatly disliked it when people allowed sheer stubbornness or pride to negatively impact their health. They only subjected themselves to unnecessary pain. And captains were often the worst offenders of all.

[fearnotdeceit]

This did not make him comfortable, but there was little he could do. There was little he wanted to do about it. If he wanted his knee to stop throbbing, he had to subject himself to a healer's touch. He scowled at the hand on his knee.

Figured. He would go all out and do something stupid like tear ligaments. His time with Hyourinmaru was supposed to be a simple training session and nothing more, just to keep himself on his toes and from getting rusty. Instead, he had to go all out and make life difficult for himself.

He could hear the damned dragon laughing at him.

He shrugged in the face of her stern countenance. "I have been actively trying not to." Not that it was doing him much good, nor had it worked very well. Add to it trying not to limp as he walked around and he'd just made things worse.

[calm_tempest]

Something in her eyes darkened at that answer. "Meaning that yes, you have been walking on it. A straight answer would have sufficed