--Lone Wolf and Cub--

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[Maybe it was stupid to go "fuck it" and run away from his mother's house last month, but frankly Kunikaki cannot be bothered to think it was stupid. He is seventeen and absolutely fucking tired of his mother's bullshit and his sister's somehow worse bullshit. (He gets it, he understands that his mother never recovered from her sister's death, but he doesn't have to deal with it anymore.) So yeah, he ran away.

And now he's pretty sure some freak is following him as he winds his way through the city, trying to escape the fucker, but whatever. He'll make do.]

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[If he were in a better state, he'd think it weird that Heizou knew he was here before he could try and knock. As it stands, he just sways and falls onto Heizou.]

Dog. Attack.

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[Heizou catches him immediately, holding him steady as he all but hauls him inside.]

A dog...? Did it look rabid? Do you feel sick at all?

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Dunno. Woozy.

[But that might be from the blood loss. There's no bite wounds, at least.]

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[Heizou brings him over to the bathroom, carefully settling him upright on the toilet.]

How long ago did this happen? Do you remember?

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Dunno.

[He's too out of it to remember that right now.]

Park.

[He was at the park, which is at least fifteen minutes away. He was going pretty slowly, though, so.]

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[Heizou swears under his breath, already helping Wanderer to shift just enough for Heizou to peel his top off.]

You came all the way here from the park?! What were you thinking?!

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Can't go to ER. They'll call my mothers.

[His back looks like it was attacked with a cheese grater. No bites, at least, but it is clearly a werewolf attack.]

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[Heizou frowns as he inspects every cut, though once he confirms there are no bites he at least feels a little better. And that's when he sets about getting the first aid kit so he can treat everything.]

And the first place you thought of was here? I don't know if I should be flattered or concerned.

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Nowhere else to go.

[So.]

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Man alive.

[He shakes his head, tutting softly as he starts to carefully and quietly clean all the cuts on Wanderer's back. He can't help but feel guilty; this attack definitely happened because Wanderer has picked up traces of his own scent.]

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...no? Not man. Dog.

[He is so out of it.]

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[...Okay, that does get him to chuckle a little.]

I'll get you some water and painkillers when we're done here, okay?

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Juice. Blood loss.

[Like when you give blood, they give you juice.]

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[Another soft chuckle.]

Still not so far gone that you can correct me, huh? Bite down on this.

[He hands Wanderer a towel as warning, and then promptly starts stitching up the biggest of the cuts.]

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[He does, and it's a good thing too because otherwise he might have bit his own tongue with how much pain he's in now. This is going to suck.]

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[Heizou winces sympathetically, but he keeps going. There's no real point in taking his time.]

Hang in there for me, okay? Just a couple of minutes to get this done up.

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[The only response is muffled noises of pain. This sucks so much he hurts so much--]

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[He tries to work quickly without being sloppy and risking infection, but unfortunately there's not a lot Heizou can do for the pain right now. It's a while before he's done, but eventually he's dabbing on ointment and smoothing bandages down on everything.]

I'd get you some sake, but that's gonna have to wait until tomorrow. Juice tonight, and you can take the bed.

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[At least he can talk now that the oinment is numbing his back.]

No, sofa. I don't think I can...lie down like this.

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[Heizou nods slowly, grabbing Wanderer's torn up shirt and putting it aside for now. He may have to track down this other werewolf later, for both of their safety.]

Can't sleep on your stomach?

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Nope. Side or back, only.

[So he's sleeping sitting up tonight, most likely.]

Fuck, I have no idea what that dog's issue was...

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[He's already moving to retrieve the painkillers, just letting Wanderer have a moment to sit and breathe.]

It attacked out of nowhere?

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[Much appreciated.]

Sort of. It was approaching me, acting wounded. I took a step forward, offering my hand, and it jumped.

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[Heizou is frowning as he hands Wanderer a bottle of painkillers.]

...It must have smelt something it didn't like on you.

[Like me.]

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Or something. It just felt...different. Intelligent? Like it wanted to hurt me.

[He pops them dry. He needs the pain relief now thanks.]

Which animals don't do, if you're not a threat.