Injections

Ah life. How precious it is. Too bad not many people realize that.
As someone who had use to serve one of the most deadliest, albeit small, Yakuza in the north Kanto region; it is not surprising for him to see death one way or another. He saw it a lot when he was a kid being held just to be sold off the next minute.
But, as far as he was concern, the people who died never did want to die in the first place. If anything, someone else had killed them.
So, he frankly detest it when someone tries to kill themselves, going through sucide.
There are numerous of people who died in the hands of others, people who didn't want to die in the first place. So, do they think it is okay for them to kill themselves? Of course not, it's selfish and idiotic.

He was just out in the neighborhood, looking for more jobs just so that they could make it through this month's payments. He heard of a Russian sushi place and wonder if he could be hired there. It seemed like a good job with some good pay. He has experiences with resturants and sushi places before so he'll probably be fine. He also had made sushi before but that was rather off topic.
Well, on his way to the Russian Sushi, he saw a girl on top of a building. And seeing her expression, he fully understands what she's going to do. As soon as she jumps off, he dashes to the spot right above her.
Of course, if you're going to catch an 128 lb, fully grown girl dropping at a fast speed from a 6 stories tall building, there are going to be some casualties.
He caught her in a heap of mess limbs... not to mention a dislocated shoulder and some broken ribs. Ah... his ankle is swelling also... Ah... he's getting dizzy.
The girl figured out, right after she jumped, that she wanted to live; but it's pretty much too late for Nora's body. The girl has a few bruises and it looks like her arms are broken. But unlike him, she's capable of walking straight with two unharmed feet. So, after many aplogizes and thank yous and such, she decided that it was probably a good idea for the both of them to get to the hospital. And they did just that.
Nora isn't the person who would usually get hurt, though he is an impulsive person at times. Nora is a very strong person, in almost a rather inhuman way. It would be an interesting thing to know how strong he could be when he's pratically an adult. So, of course he wasn't seriously injured to the point that he might die but it's probably a good idea to get things checked up.

So, here they are, entering into the waiting room as many people turn their heads towards them. It's probably towards the fact that the two look as if they've been through a carwreak. But there is also the fact that Nora is strikingly handsome also. Though he does look battered and ruffled, the man is somehow still able to keep his emotionless facade on.
When one of the nurses saw them, she looked as if she had a heart attack.
"Ah yeah..." Nora replied in a monotonous tone. "She broke her arm...." He pointed over to the girl next to him- teary-eyed and devesated. "I think I have some broken ribs and my ankle..." Is it broken or twisted? He couldn't really tell.

The nurses, frankly, fusses over them. Of course, it wasn't like they were going to die or anything and everything that use to hurt pretty much numbed (though Nora knows that wasn't a good thing) as time pass, but it is still pretty worrisome to see teenagers (or, at least they think Nora is a teenager. He's more inclined towards a young adult, especially for his height) very beaten up like this, yet they walked through the door as if it was an everyday thing. Well, that is the impression that the taller of the two had gave off. The girl was still teary as she was when she first came in, shaking and fidgeting.
Nora is basically the opposite, being calm and level headed as the nurses flock them looking for any other noticably injures. Some of the nurses has less pure intentions than others. While stoic, of course they would be attracted to his slightly foreign face, being handsome as he is.
Nora bluntly ignored all the interested stares coming from some of the nurses. He could care less about them really.

"Her arm is broken. Can you get her treated right away?" He said it as if his own wounds doesn't matter. Well, to him, it doesn't at times. But he surely does want to girl to be treated right away.

"A-And him!" The girl then stressed out towards her savior. "He's hurt badly, please help him t-too!" Though she was sniffling and there were some tears in the corner of her eyes, she seemed geniune in her demand. Nora didn't complain nor did he protest. Well, he is pretty rough up badly. But he doesn't have to be treated right away but he couldn't do anything as the girl, and the rest of the nurses, quickly soon after usher him towards the hall and towards the room where they could be treated.
If it was within his character, Nora would've sigh.

How did he got himself into this mess? Well, it's not that he regrets it; he doesn't want to girl to be dead, her soul regreting the fact that she has ended her life, but this is not exactly a day of work he was looking forward. He was just about to go and see if there is a job opening at the Russian Sushi and founds himself going to a hospital, injured of all things. Ah, Mori isn't going to let him go on this one. The latter would make jokes about this till the end of the world.... well, as long as the other doesn't found out. But there is always a way that the other would know.

As soon as they got in, the more serious nurses motioned over to the separte check up tables.
Nora and the girl sat across from eachother.
Like so, the girl is still sniffling though she ran out of tears to cry with. Nora sat still as he wait for someone to treat them, just staring at the girl in front of him.
He then said: "It's not your fault. Don't worry."
The girl stop her sniffling and look at him with wide eyes. In truth, this is the first time he had ever tried to talk to her. Sure he had heard his voice, though only during the time when he was addressing the panicking nurse that saw them, but it sounded quite different when it was directed towards her.
She could help but blush. Though everything he said is always in a monotonous voice, his baritone voice is very smooth and somehow warm. It sounded mature and somehow confident at the same time. She bet that if he would sing, he would be amazing.
What he said kinda gave her reassurance that maybe it wasn't her fault. But there is no one else to blame either; but still....
"I-I'll pay for the hosptial bills!"
"No need." Nora frankly decline. He's grateful for the offer but he could take care of himself... maybe.... possiby... probably..... Mori better get the money from his next job...
"You're not at fault here. Worry about yourself before worrying about others."
She reluctantly nodded, the doctor coming in and doing a quick check over to the girl before ordering the nurses to take her for x-rays.
That had left him alone with the hungry-looking nurses, waiting for the other doctor that is going to take him to x-ray next.... great....
Though, due to the fact that he had a very not-so-normal life, he has a feeling that the nurses, and him, are not the only ones here...

When he turned around, not even blinking when pain shoot out from his ribs, he is met face to face with a bodacious nurse with a little too much makeup on. But as soon as his eyes connected with hers, she flinch back in surprise and wariness.
Though it wasn't so noticably before, due to the fact that his bangs were mostly in his face and the others were too busy looking all over his body like wolves on a sheep, they didn't realize the unusual color of eyes he has.
White. Pure white eyes. Is it possible for someone to possess such eyes? They seem to glow lightly through the shadows of his bangs, sucessfully making him look eerie.
Well, not that he knows. He blankly look at the nurses as if he doesn't know what to make of their sudden expression of nervousness. Even though he didn't express it, he is confuse.

Though being feared and admired by female population that his currently in this room, he heard the giggle quite clearly. It probably has to do with the fact that he has trained his senses to be a bit more advance than that of a regular human (due to the fact that he has to find his so-called best friend after he went in hiding from doing a particular prank that would literally send the other to hell- coutesy of Nora of course). Though he remained blank-faced, the giggle irked him only slightly.
Probably because of the fact that it was very familar to a certain light-haired informant that he -sometimes- regret ever associating with. Or maybe it was because of the fact that the person who had giggled seemed rather entertained by his situation. Well, he shouldn't judge so quickly, for the fact that he doesn't even recongize the person's voice, and also for the fact that he wasn't even sure that the person was giggling because of him. But the voice definitely belong to a male. And he was sure that all the nurses here are women.... yeah, they're all women, he checked.

Nora turn his head slightly as his pure white eyes came in contact with somehow mischevious looking red eyes. His brain slowly process the person in front of him, his expression not even changing as always.
The teen had a content smile on his face, looking upon them as if this is something that is meant to be watched. Is he even allowed here? Nora concluded that the teen must be someone very skillful, if it took Nora this long to notice the other's presence. Then again, Nora was too busy concentrating on the girl so he wouldn't even notice if a rat was on his shoulder. But he could feel something rather.... what would Mori call such a person like this? Unique? Probably.
The only person he had seen with such light hair yet at a young age would be Mori. The younger male in front of him would be the second person he had ever seen with such white hair. Nora wondered curiously if the male is actually an albino- incredibly pale skin, white hair and red eyes; all features of what an albino would look like.
Though it doesn't look strange on the male- it seemed to fit him quite well.

He has been staring at him for a while, yet the nurses still didn't notice him.
Nora narrowed his eyes; but only so slightly that it is barely even noticable.
Is he dangerous? Innocent as they look -children and teenagers- he understand the people that would usually associate with them. Mori's job would not let them have a normal life and neither would his job let them become normal people. Well, his ex-master was never normal in the first place so even if Mori doesn't become an informant, there is still little to no chance for them to become normal.
After a few minutes of staring, Nora decided to be blunt..... then again, Nora has always been a blunt person.

"Who are you?" He asked straight out, obviously not freaked out by his presence; more curious and suspicious if anything.

It was already too late for Nora to call the nurses and ask if he could somehow treat himself and just get out of here. He didn't exactly dislike hospital but he doesn't exactly trust them either. He understood the need to go to one when wounds and sickness gets bad but he can get his dislocated shoulder back in its place, albeit it might be a little rough. Ribs he could pop back to place, he has some experience with it. Though his swelling ankle... well, he's still trying to figure out how bad it is. But he'll eventually treated it correctly.

He watched, inwardly surprised, as the nurses fled from the room. They had gotten tricked so easily....

Seeing the other lock the door -with a nurses outfit and some gloves on nonetheless- if Nora was the type of person to twich, he would. But his expressionless facade is still on as he narrowed his eyes towards the other.
He has a bad feeling about this in the pit of his stomach. He couldn't actually tell whether the latter even actually wanted to help him... after all, he tricked the nurses just so that they could be alone. Suspcious? Yes, yes it is.

Nora refrain himself from throwing the nearest thing towards the smaller of the two, which happens to be the bed under him; though he shouldn't in his condition. Something about the boy reminds him too much of his best friend.
Wouldn't someone usually be freaking out or creeped out right about now? Well, Nora has seen weirder things in his life time. And in truth, despite just meeting this boy, Mori is still the weirdest person he had ever met.

In the end, the latter let out an uncharateristic sigh. It wouldn't hurt, would it? The boy gave out an air of childish-ness more than that mischevious air of I'm-so-better-than-you from Mori. So, in terms, this boy is probably a lot more nicer in a way.
"It's nothing special, the wounds." Nora replied in an emotionless voice, staring at the boy as if an albino wearing a nurse uniform is an everyday thing. "A few broken ribs, dislocated shoulder and...." Well, he wasn't sure yet if his ankle is broken. Maybe just sprained, it doesn't feel broken.

The girl blinked in surprise as she took the candy with her uninjured arm. She said her quiet thanks though she didn't really have the stomach to eat something sweet right about now.

Nora only slightly raised an eyebrow on his ever-so emotionless face as the teen listed off his injures and how easy they could be fixed. Well, at least his ankle isn't broken. That would've been bad, he have a lot of work to do and he can't take a break just because of a broken ankle. If Nora would, his nose would scrunch up at the mention of crutches. They would be a huge hindrance to his jobs too. There is no way Mori would let this go. But it wouldn't be good if he made his injuries any worse too.....
"Un... Thank you." Nora said, tilting his head as he look at his ankle.

Well, he was careless, it was his fault after all. He's just lucky not to have any more worser injuries than he already has. If his strength wasn't so... inhuman, he probably would have it worse.

"It's not for me to say." Nora replied bluntly, shrugging.

Talking about one sucide isn't an easy subject. Sure, if Nora had permission that is, the teen would've just blurt out the answer without any remorse or an inch of embarrassment, but this is something that the girl would have to talk about.

It seemed that Nora has completely went with the flow that the light-haired young man has set, answering his question completely calmly and not even trying to get the nurses in for whatever reason they need to be in. He's quite content with how things are and doesn't find it necessary for others to be included. He looked completely unfazed by what is happening right now.

The girl seemed a bit jumpy though, wondering if she should let the nurse in but no one else is making an effort to unlock the door and opening it. She faintly wonders why they seemed so calm as if this was an everyday thing.
At the mention of how they got hurt, she looks down guility. Though the latter did say that it was okay and that it wasn't her fault, she was the reason why he pretty bad wounds.

The girl sweated cold sweat as she realized that she has gathered the pale teen's attention towards her. After jumping from the sound of the chair slamming against the wall, she gasped in surprise as he felt his hands lift up her arm. She recognize the fact that he looks ready to set her bones back in place but she was a bit scare to know of the fact that he might do something worse to her.
All she could manage is a nod, not trusting her voice to say anything. But only a nod, she doesn't want to get any further into her supposed sucide.

Nora watch them silently but cautiously. He doesn't really believe that the other would do anything harmful to the girl but the girl is currently his responsibility (whether it wasn't in the first place or whether she knows it at all) and he is going to keep her safe.
They were just strangers and he just happened to see her jump, but Nora believes that everyone should have a chance (2 or 110) to live their life and find their happiness. The girl should learn that life is worth living by now.

Both the girl and Nora looked at eachother. Oh yeah, they never got each other's name even though they have been going through a lot together lately.

"Nora." Was the blunt answer that the black-haired teen had gave to the other, and it doesn't seem like he intends to give his last name unless necessary.

The girl mumbled her name, it sounded something like "Rei".

"Your name, what is it?" Nora then frankly demanded. It's only fair that the other gives his name if Nora has to speak out his. The girl seemed rather curious of the albino's name also, looking at the white-haired teen in the corner of her eyes.

He asked for his name, not his personal information. But Nora let it slide as he only nodded nonchalantly to the extra information that wasn't really needed to be told out loud. Like always, unless there is a need for a change of pace, Nora went with the flow. He believed that if one gives out a name, he would give his name to the other. The same thing for secrets and information. He never felt there was a need to hid anything about his life or about himself.

"I'm sixteen and I also go to Raira Academy. I live with my roommate, Mori, who works as a informant." He informed casually as if there is nothing wrong with blurting out your personal information to a complete stranger.

The girl wondered if it was okay to introduce yourself like this. She trusted the black-haired teen -Nora- since he had saved her but she barely even know the other... well, she used to barely know the teen now, since he practically blurted out some personal information in front of them.

"Also-" Nora nonchalantly, expressionless and such, pointed over to the doors where the nurses are probably still trying to open. "-don't me and her need the nurses to be treated."
He said it as a fact, though it does form as a question. If he wants to get out of the hospital, he needed to be treated. It's probably not a good idea to let their wounds be untreated for too long.

The girl shivered at the thought of what would happen to them if they haven't gotten any treatment for much too long. Nora is still impassive about it, of course. He doesn't plan on dying, of course.

As soon as the nurses are let in, they started to take the girl away from the room so that they could get her into a cast and probably into her own hospital room. She tried to meekly wave at them a short goodbye before disappearing off into the halls again.
Nora, on the other hand, with his baritone and smooth voice that seemed to stand out among the sheirking of women, voiced out that there is no need to keep him in the hospital for too long and that he's planning to leave soon after his treatment.

Some seemed rather disappointed about that but they dare not try to speak back to him about it since his white eyes are creeping them out. Is is possible for anyone to have white eyes? Unless they are contacts, of course, but that doesn't seem like the case.

"My shoulder is dislocated, I only have a few broken ribs and the muscle around my foot seemed to be.... ripped?" He questioned that towards Alois mostly, since he wasn't really medical literate. He knows how to dress some basic wounds and such but diseases and inner damage to the body is pass his limits. Maybe he should take up on studying on some medical procedures, knowing Mori, the guy may need it someday.

The process didn't take terribly too long, but it wasn't exactly quick either.

They made him take off his shirt (much to some excitement) so that his clothes wouldn't bother them during the process. They all tried to ignore the few scars that lightly litter his torso.
After popping his shoulder back, making sure his ribs are back in places, and tightening his ankle so that the muscle would heal itself; Nora was ready to go without the need to stay at the hospital. Or so he hoped that he wouldn't have to stay, injured or not. He rather recover at home with Mori's lame jokes.

"I'm going home."
He didn't even ask for their permission whether it would be okay or not. He obviously stated it as a fact. He's going home and no one is going to stop him.
At the point, the nurses stop admiring him, a bit put off at his blunt personality and quiet disposition. Though they do stare and share secret glances at his face though.
Someone gave him his crutches (he doesn't like them but he doesn't complain either way) and he stood up from his temporary treatment bed.