HAPPY DRUNK

Miketsukami opened the door for Akage and closed it when she entered.

“You look suspicious in a cap and shades.” Miketsukami said and Akage scoffed.

“The doctor I called will be here soon until then, let me take a look at his wounds.” Akage instructed.

Miketsukami led Akage to Kenshin’s room. He was asleep, his wounds treated and covered.

Akage covered Kenshin under the blanket properly and touched his and her forehead.

“Has he had anything to eat?” Akage asked.

Kenshin’s eyes peered at the warmth on his forehead. These warm hands, it feels familiar.

“Blue angel.” He whispered and Akage smiled.

“No, he hasn’t. I prepared porridge for him.” Miketsukami replied.

“Bring it.”

Miketsukami left and returned with a plate of rice porridge. Akage grabbed the spoon and tasted it before she puked the porridge back onto the plate.

“You want to poison the feverish boy with poison? You know what, get a wet cloth and place it on his forehead; I’ll prepare the food.”