I put an axe in my baby's head, I'm gonna end up doing time [SEMI-CLOSED]

[heretic_blade]

Who ⬤ Okada Izō and various
What ⬤ Nightmare curse rain fun times!
When ⬤ June
Where ⬤ Various
Content Warnings ⬤ Violence and trauma at a minimum


(( OOC: These are prompts for the curse release and blood rain from the June event. If you want a custom prompt, PM me here or on discord glitzkrieg#0673! ))

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[harimaya]

(The wound mostly clean for now, he wonders if he should check for pieces or something but there's this real fear that he'll just make things worse if he tries. He doesn't even know how to check--)

We'll get ya a real doctor.

(He wonders what Emily is doing. No doubt, she's busy, but there are other doctors and healers they could call on in a pinch. Kim had known what he was doing when he helped Hizen before. For now, what he can do is keep it clean.

This first aid kit is pretty basic. There's some gauze he can work with but no bandage large enough to wrap around or stick where he needs it to. If he sticks together some of the larger bandages, he can get something that can kind of work so he does that while wishing he was better. THe entire time, he listens.)

That place.

(Hakagemachi. Again. It isn't really an invitation to talk about it. He'd like to keep Izo distracted while he works but that just... doesn't seem like the best topic? But he'll see what Izo chooses to say next.)

[heretic_blade]

No.

[ Firm. He doesn't want to see anyone right now, especially not Emily, because he might lose control again. Hurting her unintentionally is the last thing he wants to do. His injury can't be that bd, given he was running around with it...right? It's fine.

He'll be fine -- at least that's what he's telling himself. ]

...Yeah, that place. It fuckin' sucked. Bein' there was makin' me go crazy. Time was all fucked up, so the same weeks, days, even fuckin' hours'd repeat. Never knew what was goin' on...Without Majima an' Emily...I wouldn't be here.

[ He grimaces, trying to ignore how bad everything hurts right now. ]

We went through a lotta shit together...

[harimaya]

We're going to get ya a doctor.

(He says it again. He knows how stubborn Izo is. Hell, he inherited his own stubbornness from him! And that's why Hizen is insistent. They will find a doctor. He will be treated.)

I'll drag ya to one if I have to. (And he'll stay with him if he's afraid. He's applying some pressure to the front now, sticking his extremely mediocre patchwork bandage over it.) I can't... take care of this.

(He's not a healer. He's a fighter. He's useless here?)

The best I can do is find someone better. If ya've been through shit together then... Emily'll know.

(AT LEAST?)

[heretic_blade]

I said no!

[ He doesn't know how long he can keep control of himself. All things considered, it's not a life-threatening wound. Painful, unpleasant, and definitely needing better handling than this? Yes. But will it kill him if he puts off proper care until he feels more stable?

Probably not. ]

I ain't goin' t' see her...She got better shit t' do. [ At least he's not fighting the first aid. ] An' ya should get goin' once yer done...I'll be fine here. Jus' need t' rest a li'l.

[harimaya]

(Izo snaps and Hizen only snaps back because they are exactly the same,)

I'm trying to take care ya!

(His temper is flaring and its enough to get him to stop what he's doing for a second,)

I don't care what she's got going on! You're more important! (The most important to him right now. Always one of his most precious people. As his temper rises and his emotions begin to boil over, he can feel himself starting to just vibrate in his own body. He's trembling with frustration,) I'm not leaving.

Even if ya want me to... I'm staying 'til I know you're gonna be okay.

[heretic_blade]

[ Izō looks like a scolded dog as Hizen's anger boils over. It doesn't feel good to have people worrying about him, as stupid as that sounds. They shouldn't worry about him...He isn't worth it.

He's not going to push Hizen away, though. Izō doesn't say anything, just pulls him into a hug. They're both sticky from the blood rain, but it doesn't matter. They could both use the comfort right now. ]

...I promise I'll be alright. Th' hell kinda master would I be if a li'l thing like this took me out?

[harimaya]

(He isn't expecting this at all and he naturally resists at first. He tenses and tries to push back but

it feels nice. Even if they're filthy and dirty and everything is terrible, it feels nice. Honestly, it makes him feel a little stronger just to be held by someone so special. He doesn't move. He's completely frozen in Izo's arm and he whispers,)

The best. Ya'd still be the best.

[heretic_blade]

[ That just earns him a tighter squeeze. Izō just holds him like that for a little bit longer before he loosens his grip, resting his forehead against Hizen's. ]

Yer th' best sword I coulda had. A sword's name don't mean shit to me, jus' it's ability t' cut...'S why I made sure to take care'a ya.

So don't worry...I ain't gonna jus' fuck off an' leave ya. Jus'...need some time t' make sure I ain't gonna lose it again. Better if ya ain't here...

[harimaya]

(It's all enough that his shaking stops and he seems to calm down. He still doesn't move and if he's honest, he feels like... he's having some weird out of body experience where he isn't really in the room. Free hand curls into Izo's clothes and he just takes a moment to breathe and recenter himself,)

I'll do whatever ya want. I'll fight whatever ya want and kill whoever you wanna kill and... if ya want me to stay or go... I... I'll do whatever ya want me to do.

(He means it. He really means it.)

'cause ya kept me when no one else would've wanted me and ya care about me when no one else did. Even if we're in hell and... even if ya aren't the same Izo I know... I'm still Okada Izo's sword. I'm yours.

So... I'll do whatever ya tell me.

(If he wants Hizen to leave, he will. He won't like it. But he will.)

[heretic_blade]

[ It feels cruel to ask him to leave now, but it's safer if he does. Hizen's safety is most important. If he succumbs to the frenzy again, there may be no stopping himself. Izō sits there, holding him for a little while longer. ]

I'll find ya after this settles down, alright? ...Promise. So get outta here.

[ He hesitates for a moment, then gives in and ruffles Hizen's hair before pressing a kiss to his forehead. ]

Thanks...for ev'rythin'.

[harimaya]

(Perfectly still, waiting for an answer and... to say he wasn't hoping for Izo to say something else would be a lie. He'd really hoped Izo would let him stay but hearing his final answer is... Well, his heart feels like it's dropped and it hurts more than he really wants to admit.

After what feels like forever, he moves to wrap a set of bandages around Izo. He takes his time. If he pretends he's just trying to be careful, he can spend a little more time here. If he acts like it's just first aid, he doesn't have to admit he really just wants to hold onto Izo a little longer. There's something almost mechanical about the way he moves, like he's on autopilot and just going through the actions he needs to. He isn't really focused. He can't focus.

Once finished, he rises back onto his feet, his head down and his fists clenched, his knuckles white around his sword. He takes in and lets out a shaky breath. Izo can probably see from his angle that he's frowning and there's a lost sort of look in his eyes. If he says something now, he knows his voice will shake in that way that embarrasses him and makes him angry. He knows his throat will feel tight and his eyes are going to sting in that way he hates.

... And he runs away. He'd rather be out in the rain than stay where he isn't wanted.)

[heretic_blade]

[ Izō slumps back down once Hizen's out of sight. It doesn't feel good to let him go like that. It makes him feel worse than the gunshot wound. Emotional hurt isn't something he can so easily ignore. That needs to be buried deeply like everything else.

... He'll make it up to Hizen. Once this is all over, he'll make it up to him. If he doesn't, he isn't sure how he'd live with himself. Hizen doesn't deserve to bear the brunt of his insecurities and emotional damage.

The frenzy eventually returns. He tears the bandages off and leaves a trail of fresh blood in his wake as he rushes back into the streets. ]