A losing plan

Chapter 6

"Remarkable," Levi muttered as his hands prodded Heero's healing skin.

"I thought drooling over him was your job," Denzel murmured thoughtfully as he leaned towards you.

You bit your lower lip, an elbow quickly shooting out and hitting Denzel in the ribs. The man released a painful grunt, but he kept his mouth shut. Heero's sharp gaze settled on you two not a second later, the narrowing of his eyes seemingly conveying his dislike of your proximity to the man.

"I see no reason why you can't be allowed out of bed," Levi continued to mutter as he prodded the wound on Heero's arm next. He hummed thoughtfully. "Do keep your strain to a minimum, though."

"You heard it, girl. No crazy nights just yet," Denzel chirped way too happily.

Another elbow in his ribs was Denzel's reward, but it did little to remove the perverted grin form his lips. Heero glared at Denzel as Levi turned towards you. The medic studied you for a second, before nodding his head towards the hallway. You nodded, quickly following him out.

"I've never seen anyone heal this fast," Levi pointed out as you shut the door behind you.

You shrugged in answer, unsure what you could offer the man as answer as to appease his curiosity.

"He's always been a fast healer."

"Be that as it may, I suggest you be careful around him, [Name]."

You stared at Levi. Was he concerned about you because he didn't know Heero and feared him attacking you or did he think you'd jump Heero too soon in his recovery process? With Levi, you could never really tell.

"You know me. I'm always careful," you muttered in reply.

"Hmmm. Just like I you're always careful with that leg of yours," Levi drawled out.

You narrowed your eyes and quickly looked to the side.

"I am careful with it."

Levi sighed and stuffed his hands into his coat pockets.

"I really wish you would let me examine it again."

"I told you, Levi. No one is touching my leg ever again."

Not that he hadn't done a good enough job the first time he stitched you back together back in Shanghai, but the muscle had never healed properly. Levi had the skill and the resources to fix the damaged muscle, but for some strange reason you wanted the reminder. A bad leg was after all everything you needed to never win a fight again -and thus never again be responsible for another person's death. Levi shook his head in disagreement, but left it at that. He would try again next time. He almost always did.

"Call me if anything comes up," Levi murmured as he disappeared down the hallway.

You shook your head at his persistence. Your gaze shifted towards the door after a few seconds. It probably wasn't wise to leave an unsupervised Denzel in there for a long period of time. Who knows what he could be telling Heero at this point?

"Denzel," you shot out in warning the moment you entered the room again.

You narrowed your eyes as you eyed the man with obvious distrust. His grin was a bit too wide and his eyes held too much amusement. He and Heero had clearly been talking and it was also obvious that Denzel was more than happy with Heero's replies.

"You back already, [Name]? Levi has grown lax if he let you go that easily."

"And why would he not? I'm good."