It happens to everyone - sometimes, you have nights where you just can't fall asleep, no matter what you do. It could be for a number of reasons, or no reason at all. And this is what's happened now: you've been laying in bed for what feels like hours, just tossing and turning, and nothing seems to help. So what's left to do? Get out of bed and go wake someone else up, of course. If you're not getting any sleep, then why should they?
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o p t i o n s 01 • FEAR. Maybe you're hearing strange, indeterminable noises; maybe there's a severe storm happening outside; maybe you watched a scary movie before bed? Whatever the reason, you're terrified and it's keeping you awake. You just want to wake someone else up so they can protect you from the monster in your closet.
02 • HUNGER. Your stomach is growling and it just won't stop. Or perhaps your throat is so dry you could cough up a tumbleweed? Well, you've gone to the kitchen to remedy this and hey, that was a pan that just dropped on the floor. It was loud enough to wake the dead! Oops.
03 • PAIN. Your body is completely worn out, be it from exercise, battle, sickness, or what have you. Either way you're in enough pain to keep you from sleeping, so maybe someone else has a home remedy or something, or can at least help you take your mind off of it.
04 • SOLITUDE. For some reason, your bed just feels so empty at the moment. You're feeling terribly lonely and really just want someone to keep you company for a while. Maybe it'd be easier to fall asleep if you're with them...
05 • DISCOMFORT. Your room is an oven. Either that or a freezer. Or maybe this bed is just really uncomfortable? Who knows why you can't get to sleep, it feels like it could be anything. Why even bother trying? Maybe someone else can preoccupy you until you feel tired enough to ignore your discomfort.
06 • PENSIVE. Something's on your mind, and no matter how hard you try to focus elsewhere, it's just not going to work. Your body may be tired, but your mind is incredibly busy and it's virtually impossible to get to sleep. Surely, talking it out with someone else will help?
07 • SADNESS. Something terrible has happened that day, perhaps; or you could just be severely depressed. Either way you're trying your hardest not to cry yourself to sleep, and it's not working at all. Better find a way to get it out of your system somehow; you need a shoulder to cry on.
08 • ANGER. You are just... fuming. Who knows why - that annoying dog is barking again, or maybe the people next door are getting busy and keeping you awake. Whatever the reason for your ire is, you'd better put an end to it so you can get some damn rest already! Go wake up a friend so you can complain to them.
09 • RESTLESS. You're far too energetic to sleep right now. Maybe you're just trying to do so out of necessity - you have to be up early tomorrow! But you just don't think you'll be able to fall asleep for a while now, so why waste the time trying to sleep when you could be doing something else? Namely bothering someone else - you're totally jealous because they're getting more sleep than you.
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bakerstreet2015-03-12 04:11 pm
Hiro Hamada / "Akiyuki Kinoshita" | Big Hero 6 AU | OTA
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The heist hadn't gone well. The private security was persistent, the police were apathetic, and to top it all off the jewel wasn't even what he had been looking for! He had hoped, this far from Japan, that he'd have more luck. Return Kid to international status to get the heat off of home for a little while. See how far Their influence might have stretched. Maybe find Pandora, but no. The jewel, sitting uselessly in his breast pocket, was pretty and ordinary.
Akiyuki had been right. The city was a whole different beast. This fact would have normally excited him, and did yesterday before the heist, but now he was just tired. Tired and aching, and there wasn't a single place he could sit that could be anywhere considered comfortable.
He'd taken his suit jacket off and propped himself up against the wall. His shirt stuck to him warmly in several patchy places, but he didn't want to look down at it. Didn't want to make the injury real. Every movement jolted his brain back into sharp focus. "Should have seen him," he mumbled sourly to himself, voice slurring between his teeth.
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He at least had flown Kid away from the scene and now, at his civilian apartment (and it will never not be weird to mesh those identities) he rummages through the room for his first aid kit. They can't go to a hospital for more reasons than there are ways to count. This will have to do. There's an awkward silence in the air, or maybe it's just a defeated one. Tonight was not a good night. To fill the void he puts on some podcast about scientifically debunking monsters and lets that cover up the quiet.
"I should've seen him for you. I'm the one with scanners in my helmet." Akiyuki gently leads his friend to the couch, so he can sit down. "What'd he get you with, anyway?"
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"I've been trying to figure out if it was some kind of taser knife or a light saber." He shakily reached up to divest the monocle which, unlike his hat, somehow managed to not fall off. "Admittedly I was a bit distracted."
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"I should've gone in alone. With my armor, I don't take hits the way you do. I'm sorry."
Add this to the ever-growing list of things he should have prevented but didn't.
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Moving his arm, at least, is marginally less painful than everything else going on. His buttons coming off are probably the only thing that went well tonight. "You couldn't have," he objected, fixing Akiyuki with a look. "You don't need these people seeing you as a thief on top of everything else. You're a hero, aren't you? Heroes don't do what I do."
He grabbed the edge of his shirt and closed his eyes to focus, trying to keep the pain off his face. "You might have to cut it."
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He's not, either. Right now the important thing is getting his scissors and cutting off the shirt, and then he wishes he could take back his remark about the scars because it's not funny in light of how many of them there are, how bad they are and how they overlap in some areas, abuse upon injury upon wound. Akiyuki feels his breath catch for a moment. I could have stopped this is all he can think.
"I'm kind of a hero. I did something pretty awful in the past. Besides, I could probably play it off as saving an unarmed thief from armed ones. Goes along with my whole 'let no man die' philosophy enough the press would buy it." Quietly, he adds, "I'm the one who's responsible for you being here. This is my responsibility. My fault. You never asked for this."
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Kid looked down and immediately wished he hadn't, focusing his gaze somewhere close to the ceiling. Tears gathered in his eyes, but didn't fall yet. The guy could easily have killed him, he noted. He'd had the time, and Kid's reflexes really hadn't done him any favors tonight. It's something he knew, in the back of his mind, but it only just now hit him how close he had come. So why was he alive?
"Making a mistake doesn't mean you've suddenly stopped being a hero." His voice took on a clinical sort of detachment, his brain firmly noping out of the immediate situation. He's trembling; a constant shiver sliding along his spine. "And no one ever asks to be attacked, but I do make an awfully tempting target. It's Kid's purpose. Which leaves us with just one question."
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"This is going to sting like hell but even though atsuhin wounds have a low chance of infection, we can't be too safe. Not when it's bleeding like this. So try to hate the disinfectant and not me. Actually, feel free to hate me. Whatever gets you to hold still."
There's no way to get this not to hurt, but after these are disinfected he can wrap them and then get Kid to pass out on the bed for a bit, for his own good.
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He closed his eyes and braced himself against the couch. "Oh boy, my favourite part. " he couldn't even muster the proper dose of sarcasm as the air stilled. The moment before Akiyuki touched the wounds, Kid stuffed his tie between his teeth. He was good, but not good enough to keep composed.
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Akiyuki wants to make a sarcastic remark about the tie thing looking kinky but all he can think is that he should've kept this from happening. The second Kid's asleep Akiyuki is going to work on armor that'll fit underneath the normal outfit he wears, something to make this a one-time occurance. As it is, he works quickly and briefly reaches over to squeeze the other guy's hand.
"There. Now I just need to bandage you up. You're handling this a lot better than I would. I'll give you a lollipop after," he adds with a touch of his old self, but it's obvious he's still mulling over the events of the night in his head.
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You should have make the comment, he would have felt better.
Kid's face loses all colour as he groans against the tie, jaw clenched as tight as he could to keep from being any louder. Sweat broke out across his forehead, and when Akiyuki finished and the sting began to ease, Kid spit the cloth out so he could make harsh, panting breaths.
There's the crack of a smile at the joke, but you'll have to give him a moment before he can words.
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The bandaging part is the part that only sort of stings - Akiyuki lives and breathes med-tech as his day job. He has a spray to numb the area after it's been disinfected and waits to a count of ten for the numbness to set in. It's an invention he's proud of, but it'll wear off after about six hours and that can't be avoided, unfortunately. That said, it means the bandages are only a little uncomfortable instead of pain incarnate.
Akiyuki gets up, looking at the sweat beading on Kid's forehead and the faint train of dizziness. He immediately grabs a Gatorade from his fridge, only pausing to look at the flavors. "You need to keep your electrolytes up and stay hydrated. So - Orange Crush or Grape Tsunami?"
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"So much the not judging on the candy, because I am definitely going to divest you of a few of those." Kid's detachment flows off of him, and he's just Kaito again, looking weary and ready to sleep for five million years.
"Grape," he decided after a moment. "Because tsunamis sound vaguely more friendly at the moment than whatever that orange is offering."
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The change from Kid to Kaito is pretty noticeable, a shift in humanity back to the genuinely tired, vulnerable side, and it's as endearing as it is worrying, driving the guilt back up to the surface.
"Hey. It's gonna be okay," he says quietly, not sure why he's saying it or who he's trying to convince.
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He yawned. One bright side of all this being that after his brain finishes winding down he should have little problem sleeping. The night's excitement more than wore him out.
The words brought him back into focus and he grinned softly. "Aa, I trust you." Whether Akiyuki believes it's deserved or not. "This is far from the worst thing that's ever happened to me, at any rate."
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He helps him into the pajama top, not wanting to aggravate his injuries or even risk doing so. Akiyuki eyes the wobbliness warily, but decides to give him his dignity and trust him to put the pants on himself. The couch folds out to be a bed, albeit not the most comfy one, and Akiyuki makes quick work of putting on all the blankets he has onto it. It's a mishmash of blankets with patterns more prominent now in San Fransokyo than in Japan and the typical plaid or plain thrift store fare.
It's not big enough for two but he's passed on the beanbag chair before, and besides, if there's one thing he excels at, it's pulling all nighters.
"That doesn't mean what happened tonight is okay. Look, I've got some research to do, but I'm sure I'll be able to get some clues by morning. Just lay down, okay?"
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Lifting his off arm to get it into the shirt pulled badly on the wound, and Kaito was once again SUPER glad that the whole area was nothing more than an uncomfortable tightness at the moment. He thanks Akiyuki for the help and shamelessly leans his body against the closest wall so he can change pants. He isn't used to his fingers fumbling with his belt like this, but he managed to get the slacks tossed into a pile.
Getting the pajama pants on is the much easier of the two tasks, and for a moment he just leans against the wall and watches Akiyuki organize the blankets.
"He had a tattoo." He said. "I saw part of it for just a moment under his collar."
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Akiyuki glances over at the slacks. He can probably get the blood out of those. The shirt, though, is a total loss at this point. One of the many, many advantages to having armor was never having to deal with suspiciously bloody stains on things, but he'd been in enough trouble as a dorky little kid to know how to deal with this stuff anyway.
"In San Fransokyo that doesn't narrow it down much. What color was it? What shape?" It'll be a long night regardless, but ever bit of information will make it a little bit easier to sort through things. "C'mon, lie down. I'll see if there's something nutritional in my fridge - in my experience eating after an asskicking is kinda therapeutic."
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He picked up his discarded (and unfortunately stained) jacket and dug in the pockets until he found a notebook and a short pencil. He spoke while Akiyuki looked in the fridge. "There wasn't enough light to know what colour it was, though maybe a lighter colour? It looked more grey than black in the shadows." His pencil moved in short, confident strokes until he had an incomplete tattoo sketched in the book.
Kaito frowned at it. He had no idea what it was supposed to be. Absentmindedly he also dug out the jewel from the heist and held it up to the light. It may not have been Pandora, but he suspected that it was valuable to somebody. Otherwise he wasn't worth attacking.
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"Oh. Yay us, the Silver Serpents are now involved. Because no week is ever complete without their special brand of bullshit." Akiyuki sighed. "They probably got as far into their train of thought as 'a Japanese guy is stealing on our turf' and that's about it. They're the all-Chinese gang around here. Well, they're based here. Most of California has them lurking around somewhere and most people give them a pass because better them than the Tong, but they're not about to take Japanese thieves here who are from Japan very well."
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