Fuda #40 [video]

[idealism]

[Tsuzuki has wanted to avoid making this video, but he doesn't see any other way. During the weeks since Hisoka came back from his abduction, he simply hasn't fared well. He's even gotten worse, which made no sense. Now that it's gotten to the point where he can't leave the house any more, he's quickly running out of options.]

This might sound like an odd request, but... I know we have several healers in town. Who are the strongest ones?


[He looks over his shoulder to make sure Hisoka is nowhere around.]

....I suppose doctors could work, as well. The bottom line is, I need help.

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[cynicism]

..Tsuzuki?

[Hisoka's in the doorway, leaning on the frame for support. He's standing up today! It's an improvement over the last few.]

You weren't there when I woke up. Is everything okay?

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[idealism]

[And since Hisoka's been bedridden for the last few days, seeing him upright is the last thing Tsuzuki expects to see. His feathers stand out like the needles on a startled hedgehog. A little guiltily, he slowly turns around to face the doorway.]

[idealism]

Hey 'Soka. You startled me.

[As he gets up, he instinctively reaches forward to check his temperature. He lives in the hope that the fever will break eventually.]

There's nothing to worry about. I was just leaving a message.

[cynicism]

[If Hisoka notices the tension running through Tsuzuki's body, he doesn't discuss it. He just lets his partner's hands run along his face, rubbing a cheek into the relative coolness.]

Oh. ...You don't have anything planned. Do you? I can stay by myself if you need to leave.

[Voice]

[winds_voice]

I am no healer but... is something wrong, Tsuzuki?

[idealism]

[To think that there was a time when Hisoka would have slapped that hand away. Tsuzuki lets the strange little comfort happen, brushing Hisoka's cheek with his thumb.]

No, everything is fine. Besides, I don't want you to be alone right now.

[Voice]

[idealism]

I...


Well. Yes. My partner isn't healing.

[Voice]

[winds_voice]

I see... your partner is injured?

[cynicism]

[His eyes close longer than necessary to blink, but force themselves back open with visible effort.]

You shouldn't. ..Worry about that. I've done this before. I know how to handle it.

[Voice]

[idealism]

Not exactly. He's sick.

[idealism]

I know. You're not helpless.

[He moves close enough to support Hisoka's elbow instead of touching his face. That slow blink is one of the first signs that they need to take it easier.]

C'mon, there's no need to stand when we have the couch right here.

[Voice]

[winds_voice]

[O-oh... there's a rather heavy pause as Eley acknowledges the mistake.]

Have you... tried to heal him before?

[Voice]

[idealism]

I can't. I've never been able to heal others.

[There's a trace of bitternes in his voice when he admits that. If he could save people that easily, he never would have had to lose anyone.]

[cynicism]

...But I just got up. I need to stay up..

[But it's easy to urge him in another direction.]

[idealism]

You're still up, you'll just be sitting.

[Tsuzuki ends up gently coaxing him to the couch. Once he sits, Tsuzuki comes to cuddle up next to him, carrying his journal.]

Want to check the network with me?

[Voice]

[winds_voice]

I understand. Even my powers have limits. I am sorry there is little I can do to help.

But... be aware that some illnesses have no cure.

[cynicism]

...okay.

[He leans on Tsuzuki's shoulder, training his eyes down on the book in their laps.]

What day is it?

[Voice]

[idealism]

[His wings move anxiously behind him, finally folding together tightly on his back.]

I know. Back home I spend a lot of time with people that are in that situation.

[relictusdeus]

[This smacks of a potential opportunity to add to his list of those in his debt.] Dear me... what ever is the matter? [Do go on.]

[idealism]

[That's good. He opens the book so it lies on both their laps, making it easier to read. Tsuzuki is a sap for things like this, so he wraps an arm around Hisoka's shoulders to keep him warm.]

It's sunday. We're in the middle of february, so it's new year back home.

[cynicism]

Oh.. I thought it was still Wednesday. [That's. Upsetting.]

[medicalpunch]

I don't know about strongest, but I'm considered one of the best where I come from. [And that's no exaggeration, either.]

What can I help with?

[Voice]

[winds_voice]

[That seems to catch the Spirit's interest.]

...you did? Is that part of your job? What do you do with them?

[idealism]

[It doesn't even occur to him that anyone can take advantage of this situation.]

My partner need a healer, and soon.

[idealism]

[Forgive him for sounded a bit... intense, but he's been hoping someone like Sakura would come along.]

It's about Hisoka, my partner. He's sick.

....Where in town are you? I'm at home trying to keep him from overexerting himself too much.