a day with neko len!

The wound

"Fuck..." Punkish held his left leg, where across his thigh is a long graze and the blood flow slowly from the scratch.

He had, somehow carelessly, misplaced his step and fell down, scratching his thigh to the pointy edge of the glass coffee table.

"Ugh..." he lifted himself up and limped to the couch. He seated himself on the black, comfy couch.

As he waited for the pain to drain off, he suddenly spotted a figure on his doorway of his room. He look at it and found Len at his doorway. His long, black tail stood behind him and stared at Punkish with curiosity. Curious, curious...

"What are you doing here?"

Len just strode towards Punkish without bothering to answer the question (not like he can, anyway). Reaching Punkish, Len stood in front the injured leg. He stared analytically at what he thought was a weird thingy comimg out from the taller's skin. He lowered his head and to Punkish's surprise, he licked the wound. Len stood straight instantly with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Ick!" Len put his tongue out and raised his shoulders, his face stated the extreme unpleasant feeling he experienced.

"Why in the hell would you do that..." Punkish sighed. Len is an idiot before, but now his stupidity had reached a new level Punkish had not expected.

Len's face suddenly shone a determined expression.

"*Yoshu!" Len said. 'Was he trying to say '*yosh'?' Punkish thought and his eyes followed as Len walked outbof his room. After his little body disappeared, Punkish sighed again. He continued staring at the big scratch, before some noise actually brought his attention back to his door.

"Len why are you pushing-- wait, isn't this is Punkish's room?! Why are you forcing me to go inside?!" a certain voice he knew is talking with Len frantically from the outside. Later, the owner of the voice was pushed into his room and nearly fell. Punkish felt his heart skip a beat upon seeing the person.

Asymmetry.

"O-oh, hey... Punkish uhh... Umm... Eh, what happened to your leg?!" in an instant, Asymmetry placed himself sitting next to Punkish to enclosed the space between him and the injury. Len suddenly came in with a first-aid kit in his hands.

"Huh...? Where did he got that?" Punkish questioned as Asymmetry took the first-aid kit amd thanked Len.

"There was one for every floor, remember?" Asymmetry questioned the leather-clothed module back. He opened the lid and took out some stuffs needed to treat Punkish's wound.

"Yeah, of course. But I mean, how dis he knew where it was? Haven't he lose his memories?"

"Maybe not all his memories have been wiped out," Asymmetry dabbed the cotton with alcohol. Len, watching happily, nods and walked away.

"All this time he's being a complete idiot..." Punkish muttered under his breath but Asymmetry didn't failed hearing it. As an aftermath, Punkish got his wound abused by Asymmetry as the latter pressed the alcohol-soaked cotton onto his scratch. Punkish yelped.

"How bad of you! Len is an adorable boy! You should be thankful he dragged me here and got the kit to treat your injury!"Asymmetry fumed.

"Whatever, I just hope he will forget all these after he returned back to normal," Punkish rolled his eyes and that just send his injury into a more agonizing state as Asymmetry pressed the cotton even harder.

"Oh, fuck!" howled Punkish in pain.