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Thread: Waking up [Ravi and Kanda]

Who: Ravi (

to_dark)
What: Waking up.
When: The next day after the big fight?
Where: Ravi's room 211
Rating: PG-13 for language.

This was not Monday though, was it? Point being... what day of the week was it? He groaned a little and lifted a hand to his head. His body was screaming murder at him again but he found himself in the rather comfortable, familiar, Paradisa beds. Except this was not his room. Agitation hit him before Kanda forced himself to remember that sudden movements were bad, bad ideas when it hurt so much.

Instead he squinted, the ceiling coming into focus.

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Carrying Kanda all the way up to the fifth floor didn't seem like a good idea - plus, Allen probably needed his bed for himself (and hopefully that was where he'd ended up). Ravi decided to head to his own room instead. It was closer and nobody else was using it. He could let Allen know where he and Kanda were later and go pick up his hammer.

Everything looked exactly the same as he'd left it. He hadn't taken that many things to Allen's room with him anyway.

"Sleeping Beauty" was placed down on the bed and covered up with the blanket there and then Ravi grabbed a chair, letting himself fall into it. He sat back, watching Kanda for a while. Allen had said something about a doctor, right? It'd be worth looking into finding one around here.

... 'Later' could probably wait a little while longer. Leaning forward, closer to the bed, Ravi rested his arms on the edge of the mattress and his head on his arms. It was an awkward position to fall asleep in, but by now he was tired enough for it not to make any difference.

In fact, he was tired enough to stay like that for the rest of the night.

He was lucky he had passed out. Otherwise Kanda would have made a big, big fuss on the way back. He vaguely recalled being manhanled back and now... the ceiling came into focus and a hand rose to his chest.

The blood was dry, it had stopped.

Kanda yawned slightly, then he looked to the side. Red hair.

That idiot.

Lowering one hand he placed it on Ravi's shoulder trying to shove him off the side of the bed.

Sleeping that deeply sitting like this didn't seem to work, so Ravi awoke with a start when he felt himself being... pushed? He lifted his head groggily, looking somewhat disoriented for a moment or two, then caught Kanda's arm by the wrist. "Yuu?"

Gradually more awake, Ravi sat up fully. The awkward sleeping position had taken its toll and he had to stretch and crack his back before he stopped feeling as stiff, but he grinned at Kanda. "Morning." At least, he was going to assume it was morning now. "How're you feeling? Sorry there's no breakfast in bed."

If Kanda could move enough to try to shove him off before (good thing it had been that and not Mugen), he had to be better than he'd been last night.

Kanda scowled when Ravi grabbed his wrist, lips curled into an unusually vicious sneer. "How do you think I'm feeling?" he snapped and then looked away annoyed by the familiar grin on the other's face.

Yeah, he supposed physically he was better.

But...

That look on Kanda's face made Ravi wish he'd tried to unstrap Mugen from its owner's waist to put it somewhere else - out of reach - last night, just in case. But that would have been hard to do anyway, so he'd had no choice but to leave the sword where it was. Luckily Kanda didn't seem to be on the verge of drawing it yet.

Ravi leaned back in his chair and smiled. "Well, you're looking better, Yuu." Sort of, at least compared to a few hours ago. "Maybe you still heal faster than the average person."

Drawing Mugen didn't occur to the swordsman right now, first of all, he was utterly exhausted and second it took far too much effort than what he could gather right now. And third... he was too... tired.

Ignoring the pain on his chest, he rolled to his side, giving his back to the bookman junior- almost like a sulking kid.

No, that had not been the right thing to remind Kanda of.

Placing his elbows on his knees and his chin in his hands, Ravi leaned forward now, eyeing Kanda. "You wanna get out of those clothes? I'll boil 'em for you," he said. It was probably a good idea to see if there were any wounds that needed bandaging - or maybe rebandaging?

It'd be an opportunity to move Mugen, too. Just in case.

Ravi reached out with one of his hands and touched Kanda's back, trying to see whether there was any blood there.

It was probably a good idea, even if Kanda was busy cursing in his native language at the redhead idiot that was the source of his constant agitation. Possibly rebandaging and his coat was looking kinda shifty.

He flinched a little when Ravi touched his back, but that was more or less clean.

Kanda shifted to look- er- glare at Ravi.

Well... yes, but he needed help. One hand went to undo the belt that held Mugen around his waist first.

Nothing warm, wet, sticky and red came away on Ravi's hand, so that was a good sign. Maybe most of the bleeding had been from Kanda's chest - probably made sense, if he'd managed to reopen any Tyki brand wounds.

Ravi gave Kanda a grin for that glare, but pulled his hand away and settled for watching as the other boy got started on following his suggestion. Or so it looked. Ravi knew better than to offer Kanda a hand with what he was doing right now, but if it turned out that it was going to be needed, he was ready to snatch away Mugen first and then do the hand offering after all.

He pushed Mugen a little to the side to make space and then went up to undo the buttons of his coat, now that he was doing that the smell of dry blood hit him. Ugh.

Disgusting.

Oh god, no, he was not going to voice that he needed help, instead when he was finished with his coat, he stopped and glared some more at Ravi, almost expectantly as if to say, 'Well?'

Ravi met Kanda's gaze, smiled at him and stood from his seat. He leaned over Kanda, placing one of his arms behind Kanda's back in case Kanda needed something to help him sit up. Something, not someone. Worked out fine if the guy thought of it like that, right?

"Your coat's too long, Yuu," Ravi remarked as his other hand moved to said coat to peel it off and free Kanda's arms and torso. The bandages underneath really looked like they could use changing. Where to get fresh ones, though?

Kanda didn't struggle mostly because he could not afford to right now, he merely shifted and allowed Ravi to pull his coat off, grunting when he moved a bit too fast and pulled on a wound.

His fingers came to grasp Ravi's arm in an attempt to lift himself slightly.

Propping Kanda up into a sitting position, Ravi finished tugging the upper half of the other's coat off before he let go of him. "You're not gonna run off while my back's turned, right?" he asked - that was half serious. Considering that being seriously injured hadn't held Kanda back from running straight back into a rematch with Tyki, it wasn't a stretch that there was a chance he'd try to get out of here at the first available opportunity, too.

But with those words, Ravi made his way over to the closet to find some clean clothes. They'd have to do for makeshift bandages for now, until real ones were found somewhere around here.

Kanda stared in reply, too exhausted to glare right now, he closed his eyes and refused to answer the question. True, but right now he couldn't run off even if he wanted to. Not yet and not like this.

He propped his eyes open when Ravi made his way to the closet, staring at his back.

No answer, but that was better than the sound of Kanda running off, right? Ravi rummaged through the closet for a couple of seconds and emerged with a few shirts. If they had magically appeared in there anyway, maybe more would turn up even if he used these for something other than wearing them. With the shirts in hand, he returned to the bed and dropped them beside Kanda before disappearing in the bathroom.

Before long, he was back with a wet towel. "You wanna do this yourself, Yuu?" he asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

No, not really. Kanda averted his eyes finding his hands a rather facinating place to stare at. He made no move towards the shirt or towel and then very reluctantly he gave a shake with his head.

No.

He was tired.

Deciding to take that as a go-ahead, Ravi placed the towel on the mattress while he got to work on taking off the old bandages. "Where'd you get these?" He dropped them in a pile on the floor and glanced at Kanda curiously. Someone had to have done the bandaging job for him to get it neat enough to stay in place and it'd be worth knowing where to get hold of more bandages.

With the bandages gone, Ravi could take a look at what the damage underneath was actually like. The dried blood caked on Kanda's skin wasn't helping much, though. He made a face and leaned closer, picking up the towel.

Kanda didn't answer, mostly because he had no idea where they had been retrieved from. Axel had appeared with them so surely he knew where to get more.

Clenching his jaw, Kanda decided that now the ceiling made a good staring point.

He kept his breathing even, it was not as bad as it had been before. It was mostly small bruises and cuts around a large... hole in which the skin was raw and half-healed and torn where he had pulled it open again.

Not pretty.

Ravi couldn't tell whether Kanda was deliberately ignoring his question or he didn't have an answer because he didn't know, so he decided to let it go. Bandages couldn't be impossible to find, especially if this castle seemed to have practically anything else you could want.

"Nice," he remarked instead, studying the nasty-looking wound that was staring up at him. Pretty creepy, thinking that Tyki had shoved his hand in there. It was probably a good idea to leave that alone and try to clean around it. Getting started on tackling that task, Ravi ran the towel over Kanda's skin, wiping at the dried blood crusted on it.

Part of him was surprised - Kanda had to be pretty tired, if he was resigning himself to his fate and letting all this go ahead, when he'd been so set on refusing help before.

...This was humiliating enough.

Kanda was genuinely tired too, in more ways than one so that was why he was letting Ravi do this instead of fighting him every inch of the way. It would have been a losing battle. At least it wouldn't smell of blood anymore.

When Ravi was finished, the towel wasn't nice and white anymore. He set it aside and turned his attention to the shirts. They weren't going to make the greatest bandages, but they'd have to work for now. And since Ravi didn't wear undershirts anyway, at least these, wherever they'd suddenly come from, were going to get some use some other way.

The shirts' fabric didn't seem that thick, so tearing them into strips wasn't that hard. "This'll have to do till we figure out where you got those handy real bandages from, Yuu," Ravi said as he began the Great Undershirt Massacre.

The makeshift bandage strips ended up a little on the messy and uneven side, but there was a good pile of them sitting in front of Ravi after a while. He smiled at Kanda and moved closer to finish the job. As long as the strips went on right and Kanda didn't get any ideas along the lines of getting up and moving around a lot anytime soon, they were probably going to stay in place until they could be replaced.

Kanda ignored him throughout all of this. He didn't have anything to say and so he made no effort even to insult the other. Which was strange usually Kanda liked being a pain in the ass, and right now he could have been downright annoying.

No struggle, only the slight tension as Kanda clenched his fist on Ravi's sleeve, trying to balance himself as best as he could so the other could finish the job.

It was almost unnerving that Kanda was completely silent. No 'idiot', no growling, no nothing?

Ravi sat back to look at the other boy once he'd finished securing all the strips he needed into place. "You want anything?" he asked. If Kanda didn't and just wanted to get some rest here (or realized that it was the smart thing to do now), then a search for real bandages and paying Allen a visit to pick up his hammer sounded like a good plan, Ravi decided - maybe a shower and a change of clothes, too.

Kanda didn't look at him, continuing his exploration of the ceiling and then shutting his eyes when Ravi asked whether he wanted something or not.

Not really, unless the redhead could summon back his dignity and his tattoo with one of his idiotic smiles.

Maybe now was a good time for a nap. Wherever the hell he was... he kind of hoped he could get out of here soon. It was hard enough that those idiots had come after him.

It really...

Kanda had no words right now.

Still nothing? Ravi stared at Kanda. Something about the way the guy was acting was starting to rub him the wrong way. He couldn't be so tired that even a 'no' was that exhausting, right? So what was it? None of them had done anything that warranted Kanda getting mad at them - at least, not unless you tried to look at things using Yuu-logic. If you did, well...

"Knock it off, Yuu," Ravi suddenly said, standing up. "Did you think we were gonna leave you out there or nobody was gonna come out there in the first place? It's not a big deal."

...The point was... that Kanda was not angry. He had been angry before, angry when they showed up, angry when Ravi carried him inside. Now, there was no anger it was only some sort of passive... tiredness? It was hard to describe. And since he was only good at being angry, right now there seemed to be nothing to say.

So, the swordsman did just that though he did open his eyes, a little surprised at Ravi's words before he looked down passively again and closed them again.

"I'm tired." he muttered and that was that.

Ravi stayed standing where he was, looking down at Kanda.

... It was scary? Maybe that was it. A little like Kanda wasn't actually there or wasn't Kanda. And Ravi wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. He didn't know a Kanda that acted like this. He'd been prepared for anger from him and it had started out that way earlier on, right?

But if the guy was seriously that tired, there was only one way to fix that.

Ravi covered Kanda back up with the blanket.

Kanda cleared his throat and settled in once Ravi covered him up and then he focused on sleeping. Though he was tired, it didn't seem like sleep would come anytime soon. It was... annoying.

So, he went back to ignoring the other and laying in bed with his eyes close. There was nothing more to be said after admitting to being tired. All that humiliation, what more could such a little admission make, right?

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