One Paw at a Time

Paw 3

Shinichi sat on a bench in the hospital's enclosed garden, waiting patiently for Kaito to come and get him. Despite having been able to go out of his room for a while now, he didn't do it much. He didn't like the looks most people gave him, and the cold air generally seeped through his paper-thin hospital clothes. So he usually slept in his warm hospital bed until someone came and woke him up, or stared out his room's window. The nurses were always fussing on how he shouldn't sleep too much, and how his sleeping schedule (whatever that is) would be messed up, but he couldn't help it. His bed was so warm, and his room so boring  without visitors, that that was all he could think to do. He didn't want to think about his off and on nightmares; they were frightening. So the less he was awake in the silence, the less he'd have to think about it. Even if he might have to deal with even more nightmares.

But now he'll be free from that (he hopes). He's wearing some clingy black hat that warms his head and covers his ears, a nice dark blue sweater, another warm grey sweater like thing with a hood and zipper on it... jacket; a black, white, and grey scarf with stripes of different sizes and placing on it, a pair of rough feeling grey pants, white socks, and blue, comfortable shoes. He was nice and warm, and was taking full advantage of the colorful garden while he waited for Kaito to "check him out". At least that's how the nurse put it. There seemed to be so many different ways to name the same thing, it was confusing. But however one put it, he was very glad to be leaving.

"Shinichiiiiii!"

Shinichi's head shot up from where he was staring at his moving feet and looked around the area. Kaito was... well, not really running, but not really walking either, toward him. I wonder if a nurse got onto him about running inside again. He stood up with a smile, and met him half way. He unconsciously shuffled his feet, his tail hidden underneath his sweater twitching in agitation.

"So we can go now?" He asked hopefully, which brought an amused but bright, answering grin from Kaito.

"Yup! Let's go! I have so many things to show you, and it can't all be shown in one day!"

"Well then, it's a good thing I'm living with you then, isn't it? You'll have plenty of time to show me stuff," Shinichi said with a chuckle. And I won't have as much silence to deal with. Kaito laughed with him.

"Indeed."

And with that, the two made their way out of the hospital. It was time to explore!

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~ ♪♪♪ Ｕ・ｪ・Ｕ人(^･x･^=) ♪♪♪ ~

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It was night by the time they actually got to Kaito's house. It looked like a nice house. Though it looked like it could hold lots of people in it. It was pretty big. Then again, Aoko's house was just as big, and the only ones living there were her and her father, Nakamori. Er, Nakamori-keibu. Shinichi let out a silent sigh. All those additions to names are going to be a pain to remember. Shinichi shook his head. That wasn't the real pain at the moment. His stomach felt like it was going to burst. He really shouldn't have let Kaito be in control of what and how much was put on his plate at dinner with the Nakamoris. Aoko put the fish on his plate, though. Kaito wouldn't touch or even look at the things. (Aoko enjoyed dinner immensely. Apparently torturing Kaito doesn't happen often, and Aoko draws it out every time it happens.) So when he shed his shoes off at the entrance, he ventured further into Kaito's house with a moan, spotted a comfy looking bench chair type thing, and collapsed onto it with another moan.

"Too much food..." Came the muffled complaint through the fabric of the thing he was laying on. He heard a snicker and a click, which caused him to open his eyes and glare halfheartedly at a grinning Kaito.