to hell with innocence [private]
May 2, 2012 5:19:11 GMT -7
Post by Naoki on May 2, 2012 5:19:11 GMT -7
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, background:url(http://i48.tinypic.com/34g543t.png); width:494px; height:313px; border-top:2px solid #f7f1e1; border-left:2px solid #f7f1e1; border-right:2px solid #f7f1e1;] |
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, background:url(http://i48.tinypic.com/35b8jnp.png); width:494px; border:2px solid #f7f1e1;] Naoki may have noticed the woman’s blush, but he didn’t say a single thing about it. And when she was on his bed requesting ice and a cold drink, he merely nodded before disappearing back into the other room. For the entire time he was gone, not a single word could be heard through the door, simply because the father and son didn’t say a single word to each other. Probably the only sounds would be Naoki rummaging around for what medical supplies they had, and then to get ice and a glass of cold water for his guest. The tension in the air in that room was almost thick enough for him to cut it with one of his kunai, so many things going left unsaid between them. Just like always. The brunette almost sighed in relief when he finally returned to his room, the strangely clean area almost a sanctuary for him in the apartment. “I don’t really know how bad your injuries are, but I got some antibiotics for them to stave off infection,” Naoki said as he moved over to the bed, handing the woman the glass of ice water and a towel that had a few ice cubes wrapped up inside of it. He was no medical expert so he didn’t know what treatment she needed exactly, but he was aware that keeping any injuries from getting infected was a must. |