sakura spring 6
Finally my head is semi-stable.
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April 23
I felt him stirring rather early that morning. I saw him holding the bed railings and pulling himself up. I scrambled to help him.
He swung at me with his left arm. I blocked with my own left arm.
"Mind your own business."
"I am employed to be of assistance to you, SIR."
"I do not need your assistance!" Yet he panted and gasped as he said this.
"Your stubbornness might kill you, Hibari-san!"
"What is it to you if it does?"
"Tsuna-nii will be sad. Kusakabe-san will be sad." I would be sad, too, but I did not see the point in telling him.
"Hm." He scowled and turned his head away.
"Please, Hibari-san."
He refused to look at me.
I withdrew my arm. He placed his hand back over the railing. I placed my hand on his back --have I mentioned how wonderful that back felt? Sinewy and tight-- as he pulled himself up to sitting again. I placed no pressure, no weight, just guided him as he moved up. The movement became smoother, until he finally stopped to catch his breath, seated in bed.
"Shall I place the pillows?"
"No."
I let him breathe in and out as I got a glass of water. He still did not look at me as I placed the glass on the table, as he took up the glass and finished the water in one long drink.
Then I remembered. Tomorrow was now here. This was the day he told Tsuna-nii would be his last at the hospital. He needed to prove it to Tsuna-nii, that he could be well enough to be sent home.
"Hibari-san, you're not being forced to..."
"I will not be useless."
"But you can't be useful at your current condition..."
"I am not..."
"I know that, Hibari-san. But it is not a weakness to admit that you are not at your full strength. You will better serve the cause once you are better able to face the enemy."
He sighed long and deeply.
But now that he was seated, he did not seem to be uncomfortable. He did not groan in pain or breathe heavily. I told him so.
The straight line of his lips angled ever so slightly at the edges.
"Just tell me, and I will prop up the pillows. Breakfast?"
"Yes."
"You really will be able to go home after today, I think."
"Hm." The slight angle at the edges of his lips stayed.
Breakfast, as with all the meals, was silent, as he sipped the tea I set out for him, and he slowly finished the meal given to him. I was perfectly satisfied watching him make those graceful movements. Everything he seemed to do had a grace to it. The way he held up the soup bowl in one smooth gesture. The way the chopsticks rose in the air to meet his mouth in one fluid motion. They were beautiful. So was he.
"I-pin."
I almost dropped my teacup. "Y-y-yes?"
"Prop up the bed." He was done with breakfast.
"Oh. Alright." I walked up to the foot of the bed and pressed the button.
He leaned back onto the bed with relief. He turned his head to face me, still pale but with more color to his cheeks.
"Xie xie."
"Na li de hua." I smiled.
Oh, master, he looks so much like himself, I could explode again.
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In other things, I know the balloons thing has been totally and completely busted, but I still want to watch UP. I rarely watch in the cinema, and usually it's a Pixar movie. I'm pathetic that way.
EK 8 )
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April 23
I felt him stirring rather early that morning. I saw him holding the bed railings and pulling himself up. I scrambled to help him.
He swung at me with his left arm. I blocked with my own left arm.
"Mind your own business."
"I am employed to be of assistance to you, SIR."
"I do not need your assistance!" Yet he panted and gasped as he said this.
"Your stubbornness might kill you, Hibari-san!"
"What is it to you if it does?"
"Tsuna-nii will be sad. Kusakabe-san will be sad." I would be sad, too, but I did not see the point in telling him.
"Hm." He scowled and turned his head away.
"Please, Hibari-san."
He refused to look at me.
I withdrew my arm. He placed his hand back over the railing. I placed my hand on his back --have I mentioned how wonderful that back felt? Sinewy and tight-- as he pulled himself up to sitting again. I placed no pressure, no weight, just guided him as he moved up. The movement became smoother, until he finally stopped to catch his breath, seated in bed.
"Shall I place the pillows?"
"No."
I let him breathe in and out as I got a glass of water. He still did not look at me as I placed the glass on the table, as he took up the glass and finished the water in one long drink.
Then I remembered. Tomorrow was now here. This was the day he told Tsuna-nii would be his last at the hospital. He needed to prove it to Tsuna-nii, that he could be well enough to be sent home.
"Hibari-san, you're not being forced to..."
"I will not be useless."
"But you can't be useful at your current condition..."
"I am not..."
"I know that, Hibari-san. But it is not a weakness to admit that you are not at your full strength. You will better serve the cause once you are better able to face the enemy."
He sighed long and deeply.
But now that he was seated, he did not seem to be uncomfortable. He did not groan in pain or breathe heavily. I told him so.
The straight line of his lips angled ever so slightly at the edges.
"Just tell me, and I will prop up the pillows. Breakfast?"
"Yes."
"You really will be able to go home after today, I think."
"Hm." The slight angle at the edges of his lips stayed.
Breakfast, as with all the meals, was silent, as he sipped the tea I set out for him, and he slowly finished the meal given to him. I was perfectly satisfied watching him make those graceful movements. Everything he seemed to do had a grace to it. The way he held up the soup bowl in one smooth gesture. The way the chopsticks rose in the air to meet his mouth in one fluid motion. They were beautiful. So was he.
"I-pin."
I almost dropped my teacup. "Y-y-yes?"
"Prop up the bed." He was done with breakfast.
"Oh. Alright." I walked up to the foot of the bed and pressed the button.
He leaned back onto the bed with relief. He turned his head to face me, still pale but with more color to his cheeks.
"Xie xie."
"Na li de hua." I smiled.
Oh, master, he looks so much like himself, I could explode again.
..............
In other things, I know the balloons thing has been totally and completely busted, but I still want to watch UP. I rarely watch in the cinema, and usually it's a Pixar movie. I'm pathetic that way.
EK 8 )