The moment the strange boys offered to help, Amaya accepted. She knew she would need help with her friend, Kiba, and Yasuo. She gave a small nod and looked at Yuki, readying herself to explain that these boys were going to help. But the silver-haired boy's look of confusion and irritation threw her off course.
"You." She pointed to him, hoping that her little piping up would get his attention and vaguely noticing Hinata fall to her knees beside Yuki. "You look just like Kakashi. Maybe you should take Yuki instead."
Yuki was a sobbing mess, curling into Hinata's trembling and outstretched arms. "Y-Yuki...it's okay... W-we're all here to help..." she whispered comfortingly, wrapping her arms around the purple-haired girl's weak and crying form. She understood that all Yuki wanted was to forget this whole day and go home, to be safe with Kakashi and Kiba. And, to be honest, she wanted it too.
"That's right, Yuki," Amaya soothed, pushing herself up to stand. Again, she tried to get the Kakashi-look-alike's attention. "Well, are you going to help or what? Its better if YOU take her to the hospital. She'll be comfortable and less finicky."
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Vell bristled. "I don't--"
"He'll take her," Scythe interrupted instantly. He looked at Rage and gestured to the unconscious Kiba, and the black haired teen scooped the boy up as gingerly as possible so as to not cause him more pain. Vell looked at Scythe with great anger.
"I'm not taking her anywhere," Vell said.
"Don't be stupid. Can't you see she's hurt?" Scythe said sternly. He contemplated the situation a little before deciding, "If she'll be more under control that way, Vell-kun will take her to the hospital. Now." That last word was full of authority and directed at Vell, who had begun to protest.
The silver haired teen's ears flattened with a growl. "...Fine," he snapped, tromping over to Yuki, who was still sobbing in Hinata's arms. He gave the Hyuga girl a flat look. "Hand 'er over."
Awaji sidled over to stand beside Rage, who was once again looking to Amaya. Unfortunately, the small girl was unable to discern his nonverbal communication. The brown haired boy translated: "Er, w-we don't know where the hospital is...."
Scythe shot Aosora a less-than-friendly look. "Are you leaving or not?"
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A Dash of Chili Powder
FanfictionA bunch of kids are struggling through the way of the ninja - and very dramatically so! Follow these ninja on their nonsensical journeys full of drama, crack, hateful step-mothers, in-family rivalry, love, cuteness, and death.
