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Yosano and a bandaged boy

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A young purple haired girl was cleaning in her medical room then the door to it opened. Outside the door stood a boy around her age maybe a bit younger. The boy's whole body or at least what was visible seamed to be wraped in bandages 'what a waste of bandages' girl thought as she went back to wiping dust of off some shelfes. After a while of just standing in the door what was realy weird and uncomfortable for Yosano but she ignored it anyway for she had way worse patients in the past, the brunette finally spoke. "Hey, Nurse girl~"
"Do I know you?" Boy grined a bit before steping into the room. Yosano and turned to him with crossed arms. As the boy was close enoght that see his face better now girl realized that his face looked unusual, like it l lacked something. Yosano stared into the grining bandaged teen then she finally understood what his face lacked. It lacked a real smile and a shine in eyes that you would think he has from hearing the boy's voice.

"Hey nurse girl stop staring at me!" Yosano flinched and came back to reality.
"Oh sorry, eh so are you for treatment or something...?" She asked reciving a nod folowed by the boy playfully walking onto the medical bed, poking at the mattres as if he wanted to check the quality of it. Yosano softly said that it's as uncomfortable as it looks. He laughed sitting on it sideways. Purple haired grabed a first aid kit for if he could walk and talk so well it obviously wasn't anything serious. Boy looked up stoping fidling with his black coat what he's been doing for some time now, then Yosano started by asking what needs to be treated to what brunette pointed to his hand smiling. The girl's expression was rather confused because of the coat's color nothing was realy wisible on it only some brown fluid. She took her hand out grabing the black cloth in the place it had the brown somethin. "I got shot" Brunette said while smiling almost laughing. "W-what?" Yosano gasped before worriedly asking the boy to undo his coat and shirt while she's preparing things.

Boy's both coat and shirt were undone so purple haired girl went to look at it but was met with bandages. "Ah right can you take off these too? It will be a bit hard to look at the wound if there are bandages on top of it" Boy nodded and started fidling with bloodly bandages, Yosano sighned as she saw that he was trying to rip them apart instead of actualy taking off. Taking a scalpel she moved boy's hands out of the way and started to cut thought the bandages. Slowly Yosano's face started to fill with fear as her eyes could see what was underneath the bandages, cuts, scars after gun shots as well needles what was unusual because you usualy don't do it on stomach? Wanting to be profesional she just shook her head lightly and reached for coton balls to wipe the dry as well as still leaking blood off. From the shok she almost forgot to ask if the bullet is still inside, after asking brunette said it's not what made Yosano a little relived because she didn't want to poke inside someones flesh in search for bullets today. Today she had a good mood, well at least the best you could have in her situation.

Applying the disinfectant the yunger teen hissed a few times but anyhow he was a lot less of a mess then any of her patients that had a bullet wound, his expresion mostly didn't change and if it did only for a split secon and it still wasn't like anything like the young doctor saw on anyones faces. It looked like a mix of pain and anger, like he is angry because of this wound. I mean anyone would be it's probably not the best experience, thought Yosano. But this one was diferrent it seamed more as of he was angry about the reason or better person that made the wound. Like he wanted to get revange but knew that it wont be ever posible, thruly a paintful sight.

As Yosano was done with everything the boy Yawned screatching his arms but stoping then he felt a pain from the still paintful wound, after realizing the reason he started to massage it. Yosano glanced at a clock siting on top of one of the shelfes she had beed cleaning before starting the boy's treatmant. Girl gasped a bit from shock after undrestanding how much time she had spend with the brunette boy. In a rush because someone important, not for her but organization, is coming to her office in a few minutes. "What's with the rush?" Brunette asked while standing up with his arms behing his head, on the bandages on his left arm a bit of blood apeared. Yosano didn't even saw then but it did and she wanted to ask about it but was interupted with the sound of door opening.

As the door slowly opened both of the teens heads were turned it's way, and then it was finally opened completly to their eyes apeared a plack clothed man with a red scarf. Yosano greeted him officialy for even if she hated this horrible man with her whole soul he is her boss so she needs to stay formal. Brunette boy besides the girl had a completly different expresion, like Yosano had a emply one without emotions but also not emotionless just looking as if she was walking through a crowded street. Annoying and makes you mad but you also won't start to scream or rudely push through everyone. The boy had a completly emotionless one mouth looked like nothing it wasn't a smile but also didn't look sad it just, was. His eyes looked like two ink puddles that felt as, if you stared into them for too long your gonna sink into them.

"Good morning Yosano- Oh also Dazai!" Man said with a grin as he walked inside the room. Yosano was about to take a step forwarth Mori but was interupted with a brunette haired boy that she was treating wound of just a few minutes ago walk past her. Black haired man grined more as Dazai stud next to him looking as emotionless as before. "Seriously Dazai, you know I was looking for you? And you were here the whole time" He sighned puting his hand on top of Dazai's shoulder, boy flinched but tried his best not to. Mori glanced at him once, for a split second changing his expresion into something Yosano had seed once but would be better of not doing so. And then started to talk with Yosano again in his normal expresion what could be descibed as the same expresion an old grandpa has then playing with his grandchildren, but in this case there was no grandchildren of his nor was Mori playing with them.

The talk was boring, Yosano almsost started rolling her eyes from the boredsome almsot for there was something she was focused on. The way Dazai was desperatly looking away from Mori and tensed up anxiously every time the man moved even a tiny bit his hand that was still on the boy's shoulder. Yosano was curious what was the relationship between these two but she didn't had enoght courage to start the topic, nor did she want to anger her boss by a more private question so she just tried her best to shake the curiousity of off herself.
"All right Yosano that should be it we don't have any injured man right now so you can relax I'll send them to you if there will be any and for now goodbye"
Mori said grining and waving Yosano waved back to Mori and then to the boy besides him. Then she did he slightly waved back puting his hand back down as the man besides him griped his shoulder stronger. Yosano's face looked a little as if she eated a lemon, she was annoyed and mad because of lack of answers. Mori turned back, Dazai with him and they started walking out of the room. As they did so Yosano accidently saw from the corned of her eye something red on the brunette's bandaged right wrist. It was stained with blood and from the look of it he had done it now not only because the blood is pure red but also because before Mori entered the room it was fine not bloody neither the bandages were wrinkled like they are right now. But there was nothing She could do so Yosano just stared as the two males walked out and then through the long hallway. Then they disapeared around a corner she walked to the door closing them and immediantly ran and jumped onto the bed, even if it was uncomfortable it was a lot better them being on your legs for a whole day.

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A loud slap echoed through the hallway as a black haired man slaped a brunetted boy on the face. A bit of blood leaked from the teen's nose which after realizing he started wiping of with his coat's sleeve. Being stoped by a strong hand of the other male's grabing his. "Dazai, you realy think I am that dumb? Do you think I don't know the real reason why you went to her?"
Dazai tried to take his hand back while shaking his head also answering that he went there because of getting shot on a mission. Mori laughed placing his other hand on top of his face. "Ha, no. The real reason is that you wanted to integrate chat even. Do you hear how stupid this sounds? Didn't I told you to not do this, isn't this the reason why you are living in this shiping container hm?"
Dazai finally menaged to forcefuly take his hand back immediantly grabbing it's wrist with the other one, for unfortuanly for him Mori obviously needed to grab the wrist he had before screatched to blood. "Yes, I'm sorry boss this wont happen again" Mori sighned and continued to walk through the hallway, Dazai behind him still having two ink pools inside his eyes that turned a bit into waterfalls as a two or three teares flowed iut of them because of the slap. It's not that he is sad because of it, it just hurt and his body reacted on it's own. It's very annoying then this happens, then your body is doing things on it's own and you can't control them. Isn't this his body? So why can't he even control if tears are flowing out of it or not? Dazai sighned angry on himself from having such stupid thoughts and ran up to Mori now walking next instead of behind him.

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