The Second Phantom

Bloody and Bandaged

That one has got to be the worst mission I have gone on in the last year... I hissed as I felt the water pound on the gaping wounds, trembling I tore open the bottle of Witch Hazle and the bag of salt. Panting I shut the water off and dumped the Witch Hazle onto the wound on my shoulder and that shreaded my side. I groaned and with a shakey breath I spoke, "Fuck!" I hissed and tried to keep my consciousness. I panted more and shook my head, trying to straighten my vision to the best of my abilities. Groaning again, I carefully applied the salt to the wounds to clot the bleeding," Fuck... fuck... fuck... Breathe... You're ok..." Shaking as the White salt turned into a deep Crimson red, but the bleeding stopped at least. With a shaking hand I placed a variety of bandages across my aching body. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the cool stone wall. 

"How you holding up Hide?" 

I glared up at him, "Fine."

"Good. You're free to go, and you're gone. As per our agreement."

I scoffed, "You tried to kill me you son of a-"

"Tried, maybe, but here we are. You are alive after all." 

I clenched my jaw and forced myself to stand, the overwhelming pain blinding me, "You ass..." 

"You're free to go. I suggest you go quick before they get here." 

I licked my lips and nodded. Painfully I grabbed my spare clothes and my bag. Placing it on as carefully as I was able to and slinging the bag onto my not-as-injured arm, "I'm done."

"Yes, yes you are." 

I nodded and limped away from him.

"If I were you Sato, I wouldn't show that boy toy of yours those wounds. Don't want him running away." 

I cleared my throat and walked out, limping down the street, the sun rising over the town as I got to my apartment, "Yeah... that seems about right." Running a hand through my damp hair I walked into my room and changed into my school uniform, taking a couple of pain killers to ease the limp at the very least... Grabbing my school bag, I forced myself back out the door and down the block to Seirin high. 

Walking into class, everybody crowded the window. I tilted my head and walked up to the others, a smile appearing on my face, "Well... that is one way of telling the world.."

Out the window, written plain in the sand was We Will Be The Best In Japan. 

Smiling I found my way to my seat and sat down, my body shooting pain through every inch of me. Damn it... How the hell could I forget about the fucking pain so fucking quick? Trembling, I forced my body to relax in the chair. This was going to be one hell of a day...

|A few hours later|

The pain was just about gone, but I couldn't feel shit. I was just about completely numb from head to toe. Luckily, no one really notices me else, I'd be in a shit ton of trouble. I looked up as Riko skipped passed me, humming a soft tune. I turned and looked at her. Never took her as one to skip like that... I hummed myself and snuck into the bathroom as the last bell rang. Locking the door behind me, I dropped my bag and took off my coat, taking my shirt off I looked at my bandages, they were all soaked. 

"Damn it... I'll just have to wait..." 

I heard girls giggling and fangirling outside the door. Sighing I put my clothes back on and buttoned up my coat, afraid that the blood would bleed through and taint the white shirt that laid above the bandages. The coat is just dark enough to hide that color. Picking my bag back up I walked out and encountered the largest group of girls I had seen in a while. Each had a phone out or a book and a pen.