Innocence of the Shadow(A D-Gray Man Fanfic)Wattyawards First Place Winner 2015

Chapter 16

I opened my eyes to see a smudge. I blinked a few times and my vision cleared, I was lying in a bed. I wasn't in a hospital and when I sat up, I grabbed my side out of instinct. My side was really hurting and my left arm was in a sling. I undid the sling and let my arm fall to my side, I looked around and found the others in the room. They were sleeping in other beds, and Kanda was leaning against the bed I was on.

"Morning." Ko'lae yawned.

"How long have I been asleep?" I asked her.

"It's only been a week." She replied.

"A week." I said astonished. I stood and walked, wincing as I used my side, using objects in the room for support, and stopped when I saw my reflection in the window. I was still wearing my pants, my boots were off, and I was wearing a white shirt that was way too big for me. I sat on the bench under the window, leaned against the side of it, and pulled my knees to my chest. I winced, but tried to ignore the pain. I stared out at the moon and felt a pain in my heart.

The last night I spent with my mother was on a full moon, we would always look out at it. I still did look out at the moon, but tonight was the most painful. It was barely spring, the moon was full, and the sky was perfectly clear. She was alive, and I longed to be with her at this moment, I wanted to know if she was alright.

"So what happened to me exactly?" I asked Ko'lae, trying to distract myself.

"You lost too much blood and passed out. After Bookman looked at your wounds, cleaned them up, and closed the wounds Kanda decided to let you use his shirt until you could get another one." She explained. She was sitting on my feet and I didn't mind, her fur felt soft and warm against them.

"I'm wearing his shirt?" I asked, disbelief thick in my voice. I couldn't believe it, I was wearing the shirt of the person I hated, why?

"Yeah. He said he could get a new one and you needed it more." She said.

"Great." I complained. I just happened to be the only woman on this mission and ended up getting so injured that I had to wear the shirt of one of the men that was on this mission as well.

"You shouldn't be out of bed." Someone said. I jumped slightly, winced, and grabbed my side.

"I'm not a child." I hissed through clenched teeth. Kanda had woken up and noticed me out of the bed.

"Your wounds are still healing." He countered.

"I'm not the one that was thrown in prison." I said in reply. I didn't realize how late it was until the others started to stir as well.

"You're awake." Daisy stated, yawning. I rolled my eyes and looked at my reflection again.

"Why am I wearing a shirt that belongs to one of you?" I asked, irritated.

"Your shirt was nothing but scraps after that battle." Bookman explained.

"What about my coat?" I asked.

"There was no damage done to it." Lavi yawned. I put my feet on the floor and stood, smiling mentally when they all tensed. I looked for my coat and found it at the foot of the bed I was in. Ignoring any of their attempts to help me, I grabbed my coat and walked to the bathroom. I locked the door and took off Kanda's shirt. My entire torso was wrapped in bandages, including my left shoulder. I had bandages taped to my face and arms too, but they were of no concern.

Taking off a button up shirt was easy, especially when it was too big. What took the most time was getting my coat on without a lot of pain. After some time, and a lot more pain than necessary, I was able to get it on and buttoned. I looked in the mirror and sighed in relief, I looked like myself again. I picked up Kanda's shirt and walked out of the bathroom. Without thinking I grabbed my boots and sat on the edge of the bed. I threw Kanda's shirt at him and found my knife in one of my boots.