backdated. locked.

[torporheart]

Who: ura_no_ura, penetrable, & torporheart
When: backdated to 02/06 saturday
Where: starting at apartment 209
Summary: continued from here. miharu's sickly. gd rats. kakashi is saving the day. yoite is wigging out. it's all sorts of gorgeous.
Warnings: meh

Comments

am. am i okay to go first ( ._.)

[penetrable]

"That person," Yoite says, straightening from what he's doing as soon as Miharu enters, "He's here, isn't he?" It's the feeling of a new presence. More dull than usual, though: the Shinrabanshou overwhelms Yoite's senses. He feels it too strongly. It's heavy, it's tempting, and he's terrified for Miharu.

His hands are still ungloved from when he'd been washing Miharu's face. Right now, he doesn't care. He crosses vines and sprigs of flowers to reach Miharu, and then he takes the boy's hand in his own. "Currently. How is it?" Tight. Upset and quiet.

[ura_no_ura]

It's a little overwhelming, being in this small, cramped apartment, with so much energy swirling through the air that Kakashi's having difficulty processing the sheer amount of it. It'd hit him from down the hall, this feeling. Something massive and vibrating with power, but Kakashi thought that it couldn't just be from one source, even when he stood in the doorway and looked down at Miharu and felt it coming from him in a wave, surging high. But now with the door closed behind him, it doesn't just come down, but crashes on him -- that energy, larger than anything he's ever felt before; not even Kyuubi's chakra could be compared to this -- whatever this is

[penetrable]

Yoite sends a dark look, towards Kakashi. Of course Yoite's not able to take care of him. Does it look like-

But, it's not as though Kakashi 'knows.' Yoite just shakes his head, and puts his hands to either side of Miharu's face, and then he pulls a little tendril of plant-life away from the boy's hair. There's not much else that he'll be this gentle with.

"A hospital will try their best to help him."

It's meant to convince himself, even if it's said out loud. His lips purse, and then he says, "They'll do what they can, despite 'this.'" The Shinrabanshou. "I won't let them bother you, Miharu."

[torporheart]

There aren't any words for a little while. He feels too exerted; standing is a pain and it feels like his own energy - not the Shinrabanshou's which is entirely separate - is rapidly draining. He's hot, perspiring a little, and the high fever is making his skin flush.

When he feels something wet against his upper lip, he turns his head from Yoite, and discretely tries to wipe blood away. He just wants to crawl back into bed, sleep this nonsense away. Miharu does pull away, because he has the sensation that his legs will give out and he doesn't want to collapse on Yoite.

He stands for a moment with an exhausted gaze locked on the bed, but doesn't move. It would be embarrassing to fall. At his feet, that plant life continually produces and seems as though it has no intention of stopping. He watches it, then sits atop it and the floor.

"Don't want to go," he mutters, before making it so he's tiny form is hidden completely under the blanket he's been dragging around and flops on his side.

[penetrable]

Unceremoniously, Yoite gets onto the floor, too, and curls up near Miharu. He looks up at Kakashi and says, blandly, "He doesn't want to go."

They're both laying there in leaves and grass and flowers and things, and Yoite's got his knees pulled up to his chest and he's looking at Kakashi as if the guy's an inconvenience. 'Fix it or go away,' his expression says.

He's really bad at this, Yoite is.