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  With the utmost care and caution, I gently led Kiku to the large armchair I positioned in front of the fire. Easing him in slowly, he still winced in pain, causing my heart to sink.

  Kiku arrived home beaten and battered, almost blue with bruises: he'd informed me that he'd run into a gang on his way home from work. He'd tried his very best to defend himself without causing anger to the thugs and making his whole predicament much worse, but such efforts meant there was very little he could do. He kept repeating to me: "I shourd've brought my katana. I shourd've!" I'm sure he meant it only to strike fear in the hearts of the rebels, but he believed using his only other self-defence method - karate - would create more harm than good (and I could see his point). He believed the gang to be much larger than the few men he encountered in the streets, so injuring the members that attacked him could lead to a future assault on him, or as he mentioned, even me.

  I brought through the first aid kit from the bathroom and a bowl of hot water, striding hurriedly into the living room where Kiku sat. The orange blaze in the room cast long, dark shadows and offered a comforting glow, warmth, and sense of security, but the light only defined Kiku's bruises more, accentuating their colour and highlighting the swelling. Though there was one, deep incision in his right forearm: the thugs used a knife for their final blow before running off, and Kiku used his dominant arm to defend himself. It was a deep wound, leaving a scarlet, dotted trail from the site of attack to the chair he currently sat in.

  Flipping open the box, I rummaged around quickly for a cloth or rag. Upon retrieving such an item, I dipped it into the bowl of water before raising it to Kiku's arm. He winced in pain, clenched his jaw and screwed his eyes tightly shut as the sodden fabric touched his wound. I could feel the tears weld behind my [colour] eyes, how I hated to see my Kiku in pain. I gently soothed and cooed to him, trying to soften the hurt, but I knew it would get worse.

  Once all the remnants of the scarlet liquid pulsing from his forearm had been wiped clear, I uncovered a bottle of ointment and dabbed its contents carefully into my palms. Kiku helpfully lifted up his shirt, revealing a beautiful body scorn with purple. I carefully massaged his swollen torso, his body tensing a little from the mild pain. I shushed quietly to him, carefully rubbing the ointment deep into his skin. Now with less on my hands, I cautiously moved up to his face, taking extra precautions not to get it in his stunning, chocolate eyes that caught the orange glow of the fire.

  "Try not to tense your face while I put this on," I said in barely a whisper, attempting to keep my tone relaxed and calm to comfort him. It felt a bit strange massaging his delicate face, for now it was a little swollen and tender. I tried my very best to sooth his pain without inflicting any more on him. He'd suffered enough, but was still to suffer even more.

  Once complete, I retrieved some cotton pads from the first aid box, splashing several with disinfectant. When the bottle was screwed close, I noticed how strong the alcohol was, for it began to sting my eyes and irritate my nose. How would Kiku possibly cope with this going into an open wound!? I swallowed the lump in my throat and met his orange-tinted gaze wearily, for I believe we both knew what was coming next. I took a deep breath and knelt beside Kiku, his wounded limb resting on the arm of the chair. I reached forward and grabbed his left hand, rubbing his knuckles with my thumb for comfort.

  "Squeeze my hand when it gets sore, okay?" I stated, to which I received a shaky nod from Kiku. And so I slowly dabbed his wound…

  He threw his head back so far it crashed into the back of the arm chair, causing the furniture to rock on its legs abruptly. His face resembled a rejected idea on paper, his teeth bared, the salvia from his mouth catching the light of the fire and making his teeth sparkle. His muscles tensed fiercely, my joints clicking slightly from the sudden pressure engulfing my hand. Yet I watched how on both his hands, the veins and tendons suddenly became incredibly defined and accented, the fire casting shadows on his white knuckles. What caused my tears to simply flow down my face was his heartfelt, genuine compressed screams: groans, wails and cries, in pure, unapologetic pain. He did his best to repress his emotions - as are his ways - but such pain was too much.

  The tears rolled down both our cheeks, catching in the light and clinging to our skin. I shushed and soothed as best I could - for both ours sakes - but attempts to ease our pain was futile. Every sharp intake of air, every clenched muscle, every cry of pain, every violent flinch of his head, and every tear of sorrow caused me to simply cry in pain with him. I kept asking myself if I was being too rough, or if I'd used too much disinfectant, believing that half the pain his was suffering was my fault.

  My poor Kiku.

  I'm so sorry.

  Forgive me…

  When I finally removed the cotton pad from his open wound, the two of us were complete messes: fragile and quivering, dishevelled hair, and faces scorn with salt. We simply stared at each other for an elongated moment as we tried to comprehend how our wrecked forms came to be. With shaky hands, I reached for the roll of bandage and cut off a long strip before reaching up to Kiku's arm. I couldn't keep my hands still for the entire procedure, the thick lump in my throat continuing to remain and the weakness of my stomach didn't show any signs of ceasing. Eventually, however, Kiku's forearm was securely wrapped in bandage. After my efforts, I cautiously met his gaze from the arm chair. With a weak and quivering smile, Kiku opened his arms slowly, trying not to inflict pain on himself, but to comfortingly welcome me into the chair.

  My fragile form clambered into his lap, along with a few sniffles from both of us. I rested the side of my head on his shoulder and my forehead against his neck, trying to take in his scent over the strong disinfectant still lingering in the air. He carefully wrapped his arms around me, closed his eyes and nuzzled his face into my [colour] hair, humming contently yet with a hint of sadness from the past event. I opened up one hand against his chest, his heart pounding rapidly on the other side of his skin, letting a few rogue tears tumble from my [colour] eyes and stain his shoulder. The two of us simply sat together in such a manner for what felt like hours, it may have been more. Only the rhythm of our still frightened hearts, slowly easing breaths and the crackle of the fire were all the sounds in the orange-tinted room. Tucked up in Kiku's caring yet shaking embrace, my body attempted to relax, but at least I knew one thing for sure: Kiku was safe now, and that's all that matters to me.
This day will go down in history, as KumoNinjaFoxx has NO HOMEWORK FOR TOMORROW!!! (^o^)/ Seriously though, Higher is pretty tough and I’ve not really had a decent sized moment to upload anything (plus I’ve been REALLY sleepy!). In fact, it’s been AGES since I put anything new up. I hope my watchers don’t think I’m dead…

Anyways, I have absolutely no idea where this came from in that crazy head of mine, but I thought someone out there might enjoy it. And plus I thought… wait for it… #YOLO!!!

Constructive criticism is appreciated as always. ^^

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Wingweeper Featured By Owner Nov 22, 2015
This was very well put together, nicely done Author-chan.
-Gives (flavor) cookie and a light pat on the head with a warm smile adorning my features-
Oh btw, I favored it as well~
AwesomePrussianess Featured By Owner Feb 24, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Most people aren't sure of what they really want in life. I received this letter

from a friend on the computer, did what it told me to, and within a week,

everything I had wished came true!! Here's an exact copy,




1. To yourself, say the name of the only guy or girl you wanna be with 3


2. Think of something you wanna accomplish within the next week and say

it to your self 6 times!!

3. If you had 1 wish what would it be? say it to yourself 9 times!!!

4. Think of something that you want to happen between you and that

1special person and say it to your self 12 times!!!

5. Now, heres the hard part! Pick only 1 of these wishes and as you scroll

down focus and concentrate on it and think on nothing else but that wish.

* *

* *

* *

Now make one last & final wish about that one wish that you picked.

After reading this, you have 1 hour to send it out to 15 people, and what

you wished for will come true within in one week!

u only get one chance!!!!! Now scroll down and think of your



Did you think of your crush? I hope so, that was your last chance. Now

pay very close attention this important message!

Sorry but once read, must be sent. Yes, this is one of those kinda chain
letters that everyone hates. This one has been going since 1864 and if you
break this chain, you will pay!!!!!! Remember that after hearing these

First Example:

Take Barbra Wallace.. She was a pretty lucky girl, up till she got this same
chain letter. She had a crush on the same kid since kindergarden. when she
got this mail she didn't pay any attention to it. She just thought, no big deal.
And deleted it. The next day her dad got fired and her mom dies in a car
crash. If she would have sent the letter none of that would have happened
and her mom would be alive.

Second Example:

Try Freddie D. Now Freddie D. was your average nerd. Had glasses, was
short and chubby, was in gifted. All the signs of
your total dork. He also received this letter and sent it to 51
people in the hour. Now, like Barbra, he had a crush on a girl since 3rd
grade. The next day after sending the chain the girl confessed her love for
him ever since 3rd grade. Freddie D. finally had the courage to ask her out,
and of course, she had been waiting to yes to that for years. They grew up
and married each other to live happily forever.

Now, you heard the stories. I know which person i'd rather
be, but thats up to you. I wouldn't wanna end up like Barbra but thats only

me. We all want what we cant have but now's ur chance to go out withthat

special somebody ur waiting for. Take it or leave it. If you send this to-

1 person- you will lose all luck in ur love life..... forever!!!!!

10 people- your crush will say they like you as a friend...... ONLY!!!!!

15 people- your crush will say they like you

20 people- your crush will ask you out!

25 people- your crush will kiss you!!

30 people - Your crush will have sex with you

35 people or more- All of the above!!

Don't blow it, it's ur chance to shine! Have everything u wanted, and more!

Now, complaining cus u dont have any
friends. Well theres an answer 4 everything. It's simple, just go in a chat

room, pick some names and send away! but here's the catch..... you only

have 1 hour
if the pain goes on im not gonna make it...!
yuki5672 Featured By Owner Nov 17, 2014
Japan: *sleep*
Me: *gets up wash face. Calls America*
" Hey, I need to borrow one of ur bats."
Wingweeper Featured By Owner Nov 22, 2015
America: Alright dude, I won't ask what for since you sound pissed, but the one with the nails stickin' out of it?
WontstoptilIgetyou Featured By Owner May 4, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
I wonder how Kiku felt when he saw Reader-chan crying during the process of trying to heal him. Did he feel sad? Did he feel shocked? Did he want to assure her he was fine even though the pain was unbearable?

Just a suggestion, but can you please make this one again but from Kiku's point of view?
KumoNinjaFoxx Featured By Owner May 5, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
If you want me to, I'd be happy to do so! ^^ I am on exam leave at the minute though, but I can't study all the time :P I may not be able to put it up fairly quickly, but I'll give it my best shot
WontstoptilIgetyou Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
Gomene if I'm pushing you, but have you started the one shot? -corner-
KumoNinjaFoxx Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
This one is meant to be Kiku's perspective from my previous story "Wound", right? lol I've just started getting back into deviantart after my exams, so I can't quite remember what you asked for, gomen nasai T^T But I should be able to get back into my writing now, as school's not very demanding before summer ^^
WontstoptilIgetyou Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
-bows- Arigato~!
KumoNinjaFoxx Featured By Owner Jun 10, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Douitashimashite ^^
WontstoptilIgetyou Featured By Owner May 6, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
Really? :D -huggles- Thank you!!
TejinaGirlForever Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2014  Hobbyist Writer


I feel awful for Kiku and Aziri... Aziri=OC

Aziri: :iconemocornerplz: I hate you SOOO much Teji...

Japan: :iconhugplz: Please don't cry...

Yeah... they kind of like each other... A LOT! ^ ^

HannahTheWriter123 Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013  Student Writer
Great story, dude!~ ^w^
KumoNinjaFoxx Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I'm glad you thought so! ^^
Jesserfly Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
OMG. Your stories... epic D: poor Kiku :c
KumoNinjaFoxx Featured By Owner Oct 7, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Sozzles for making you sad T^T But "epic" is definitely an encouraging word, so thank you ^^
iloverochu666 Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2013  Student Artist
This is super awesome and I felt like I could feel the pain Kiku had...but really good story
KumoNinjaFoxx Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Glad you liked it! ^^
ScarletMoon-98 Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I swear I just died a little inside...
KumoNinjaFoxx Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh no! Sowwy! T^T
ScarletMoon-98 Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
*curled up crying with nutella* its so real...
KumoNinjaFoxx Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Well, glad you thought it was real, that's definitely a great thing to hear, but sorry I made you cry! (You still got any of that Nutella left?)
ScarletMoon-98 Featured By Owner Sep 24, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Its feels just got a little crushed thats all (*points to unopen jar on the table* help yourself)
KumoNinjaFoxx Featured By Owner Sep 25, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I just hope you're okay now and your feels get better soon.
 ( T_T)\(^-^ ) (*spots jar* Oooh! Thanks! OMNOMNOMNOMNOM)
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