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Forgotten Horrors

Being careful not to cause her any unneeded harm, Akaski began to gently apply the disinfectant to her wound. Though he was making soft contact and not putting on much pressure he was still sure to cover all of the wound. It took him only a moment, though he knew he would need to clean the wound again sooner or later. Most likely he would just repeat the process in the morning to keep the wound in a stable condition.


"There we go, that will keep it clean" Akaski commented still attempting to create conversation in hopes to draw her thoughts away from the bitter things. Afterwards he collected the gauze wrap and a couple more sterile pads and he returned to occupy the space in front of her. He grinned lightly as he once again spoke acting a bit oddly nice when his normal attitude is taken into account. He was attempting to keep her happy, as was he hoping to show that he truly did feel bad for allowing her to get harmed.


"This is the last part, for now" Akaski said as he leaned in rather close to her, in order to start the process of wrapping up her torso with the gauze. He held the sterile pads to her wound for the first rotation though after they were secured he focused only upon wrapping her up. "Are the pain killers still in effect?" He questioned her.
 
Anja gave only a slight grimace towards the application of the disinfectant. Akaski was being gentle, and although the application did sting a bit, the medicine she had ingested earlier was still in effect.


She in snuck a peak of her wound before it was covered by the gauze, keeping herself still as Akaski bandaged her up. The stitching job had been done neatly, in a manner she could only describe as ‘professional’.


“Yes.” She answered him, her words still slightly slurring. Even though she had only taken a small amount of medicine, if it was anything like pain killers back home it would probably last around four to six hours, although she was likely to feel more herself around the two or three hour mark.


“I’ll… be fine in a couple of hours.” She had assumed he asked her because she most likely sounded a bit tired. Perhaps he was eager to begin searching for provisions. “Do you… need to rest?” She asked him. He had mentioned being a bit tired earlier, and she figured it was probably best to get any rest they might need out of the way now than risk not being allowed it later.


Then again, the home they currently occupied seemed quiet, but she wasn’t entirely certain it would last that way for very long.
 
Akaski knew it would be best to get his rest now rather than pass out later. They would be in more danger outside than they would be here, and sleep would probably aid Anja as well for he did recall her being tired this morning. He didn't want to push her in her current state and rest would probably rid her of the pain killer's effects as well.


He completed the gauze wrapping rather easily and quickly. He was now securing it in place which took him only a few seconds. "Rest does sound like a good idea, for us both. There are a few bedrooms upstairs, I'm not to sure about tier condition though..." Akaski explained as he once again stood up, looking over his completed work upon her wound.


Overall it seemed to be fine for the time being and hopefully the stitches wouldn't tear if any rush was necessary. Though Akaski would keep this to himself he would carry her if it came down to it, it may be a discomfort for her, but at least it would prevent injury.


"The house doesn't have any stairs though, do you think you can climb a ladder in your condition? I wouldn't mind helping you if you need me to" Akaski offered.
 
Admiring his handiwork, she couldn’t help letting out a small chuckle at his concern. The wound wasn’t anything too serious, and although the medication had left her feeling a bit fuzzy, she wasn’t in a state she would exactly call a condition. Or maybe that was just the pain killer talking.


“I think… you underestimate my… resilience.” She offered him a slight smile. True, she was no super hero, but she was sure she would be able to handle a ladder.


Lowering her shirt to it's original position she shuffled over to where her coat lay on the floor. Figuring it best not to bend over, she lowered herself with her knees and rummaged through her pocket, pulling out a small black cylinder. She had never been forced to use the pepper spray, but she shook it automatically to hear the familiar slosh of the liquid inside.


Satisfied she raised herself to a standing position, scanning the home once more. It was a bit dusty, but other than that it seemed fine enough. It’s not like it was crawling with insects (or demons) and she wasn’t exactly in a position to be picky. She was looking forward to a quick rest, as it would help her wound heal in the interim. It would also help restore Akaski’s strength, which was, at this point, more important than her own.


At least I have a Plan B, she mused, although it wasn’t a very good one. She slowly walked over to where Akaski was standing again and showed him the canister in her hand. “I have this…it… can blind. If… we need to, I… can use it.” With how much Akaski seemed to be, essentially, nearly doting on her, she thought it might ease his mind that she at least had some way of defending herself.


She silently hoped the spray would be enough, for all she knew demons would be immune it it's burning.
 
Akaski was somewhat relieved to see she had a defense of some sort, though he was a bit worried. Though demons of the mind were often very intelligent it didn't truly mean they were all prideful and kind. Truly some of them loved to use they're knowledge agents others in a form of conflict and he did know not all of them required they're sight to see.


"Don't do anything rash" Akaski piratically demanded, his tail flicking behind him n a sort of serious manner. "Being reckless can get you killed down here, and be careful if you ever find yourself needing to create a deal with someone. Not everyone is generous and often demons will try to soften up what they wish using figures of speech. So be careful, I don't want you to die on me."


With that said Akaski turned himself and entered the living room, walking slowly to allow Anja to take a slow pace. He pointed to the ladder after turning himself once more to face her.


"You go up first, I'll go up second just incase you happen to slip" Akaski instructed, taking precautions. He had already been upstairs, and not yet had he heard any recus created by the locked door. He was still curious over it, and why he felt the need to explore it, but he could take care of it after Anja had dozed off, hopefully he could keep himself awake until that point.


He knew he would need sleep, and he did plan to get it after checking out that room. It didn't seem to hold a living thing in it as it had been dead silent, which made him even more curious as to why he would want to enter it so badly.
 
Anja was quick to frown at Akaski’s demand, finding herself a bit offended. How stupid does he think I am? She questioned herself. True, she hadn’t exactly shown herself to be the strongest, or bravest, or calmest person in the world, but she hadn’t portrayed herself to be the dumbest either… right?


Her expression softened a bit when he once again expressed concern over her safety. She could get a bit of a temper, and she would have to be careful not to anger any demons they came across with her constant sass. But nor did she wish to constantly supplicate; she didn’t wish to come across as too weak, after all. With a slight huff, Anja turned towards the ladder in question.


“I’m not… a complete idiot.” She couldn’t help to grumble, and grabbing one of the lower rungs of the ladder, hoisted herself up. Although she couldn’t feel any pain, she was still wounded, and Anja was careful not to twist her abdomen; she didn’t want to open the stitches Akaski had labored over.


Once upon the second floor Anja smoothed out her skirt, peering down the corridor now visible. It appeared there were five other rooms connect to it, from what she could see. She turned around and peered down at Akaski, awaiting him lead the way. She wasn’t too keen on the idea of opening random doors even if he had checked them out only moments earlier.
 
Akaski glanced away a moment at her comment. He didn't take her to be stupid, rather he was just warning her for occurrences ahead. Her world was so different from his and in truth he was having trouble deciding what he should do, he had felt rather naive back there. He didn't think she would be able to grasp the entire consept of his world with the little information he has given her, he was just worried that she would end up being hurt again.


Akaski watched her go up, keeping close to the ladder's bottom incase he was required to catch her, though luckily it seemed she was rather mobile. He didn't know how much injury a human could withstand or how long the pain killers would last for her. He was being possibly a tad too careful, but having messed up ealier he didn't want to put her at risk anymore.


Once Anja was up, Akaski began his own climb as well. Pulling himself up the ladder he commented, "I know your not an idiot, I was just warning you. Your new to the demonic realm and... I don't want to see you get hurt again." He added in the last part a bit quieter, it seemed his worries had faded a bit and his pride was coming back into play.


Once Akaski brought himself onto the second floor he was quick to end towards the end of the hall. Glancing to the two doors the nieghbored the final one, Akaski found himself once again oddly predicting what would be inside each. The one to the left would hold a single bed, and the one to the right would have two. Akaski felt the room to the left was the safest of the two and judging this upon his feeling he slowly edged open the door.


Inside it seemed he was right, and single bed rested agents the room's right flank. Beside it was a curvy dresser made from a dark colored metal one that featured a few decaying flower's upon its surface and a small picture frame turned towards the wall. A few other containers and objects could be seen and even a few chalk-like drawings could be seen upon the wall, but Akaski assumed Anja wouldn't mind them. "This room seems fine" Akaski said, stepping inside and allowing Anja passage.
 
Anja sighed at Akaski’s comment; she really needed to stop coming to the worse possible conclusions, but she couldn’t help it. She had learned it was best to expect the worst than be disappointed. “Ignore me, Akaski… I’ll try to be… less moody.” She spoke, following him as he entered the room. A slight feeling of guilt was slowly making its way across her chest once more.


Tracing her hands upon the drawings on the wall, she wondered if this room had once belonged to a child, and walking to the dresser she gingerly picked one of the flowers on its surface. Examining it for only a moment she set it back down. In any other situation she might have explored the contents of some of the containers, but she was feeling tired, and rest was more important. Moreover she wasn’t exactly sure she’d be delighted to find what was inside.


She stared at Akaski for only a moment before thinking, why not? Standing aside him once more she quickly wrapped the demon in an embrace. “Thank you… for… everything.” She spoke a bit shyly.


(What’s in that picture frame >.> I can see Anja being totally nosey enough to look at it once she wakes up~)
 
Akaski was taken by a bit of surprise when she hugged him and though for a moment he was still, he did chose to soften up a bit. It wouldn't help to be rude at the moment so lightly he chose to hug her in return though his grip was rather light. He didn't wish to harm her wound and he hadn't checked to see if the fall had induced any bruising. She was a girl after all, examining her fully would have been a rather embarrassing matter for him. He knew the only place that had bled severely was the wound on her stomach so there wasn't much of a need to look for any further injuries. Her bones seemed fine, and bruises could heal without treatment.


"It's nothing" He replied quietly with eyes placed upon her. "Let me know if you need anything else, I imagine it would be uncomfortable for you if we slept in the same room... so I'll head into the one across the hall. As long as you don't mind."


Akaski didn't wish to cause her worry, and he did know that she didn't wish to be left alone, but she might not want him to be that close. He would only be across the hall after all, and if she wanted him in here he guessed he could simply occupy the floor seeing as she required the bed more than him at the moment. He did wonder why he had chosen agents the room with two beds, it just didn't feel as safe as this one.


( Its a family portrait basically, though Akaski is only about seven in it. At that age he was still a blank and so his horns and tail looked a bit different, meaning they were a blank black coloring without any orange on them and his eyes were a pail grey. If you didn't read his biography he lived with his mother, father, and two older brothers :P )
 
Releasing him from her hold, Anja nodded. She didn’t mind him staying with her, but it was rather warm, and she had been dying to take off her stockings. She didn’t necessarily feel like scandalizing him by witnessing her disrobe more than he already had today. Aside from that, there was only one bed here and it would be very awkward for the two of them to share it. Knowing Akaski, he would probably try to sleep on the floor again.


“I’ll be fine… here alone.” She spoke, slurring a bit less. “Wake me up if you… need to.” Yawning, she shook her head. She knew that they might have to leave the home more sooner than later, and she didn’t wasn’t Akaski to hold off on leaving just because her body decided it liked the concept of a little beauty sleep.


(I didn't know what to write at this point D:)
 
Akaski's tail flicked behind him, the other room felt a bit odd to him, but he would rather her have the room that he felt was safest. Yet, he still didn't wish for her to force herself into doing anything for him, he truly didn't expect any repayment for his actions. He had chosen to do this all himself and never had he mentioned any sort of deal for it. He was attempting to be generous as in truth, Akaski would like for her to call him a friend, but it seemed she didn't follow by his standards.


"Wake me up if you need anything, or if you notice anything strange. I won't mind it" Akaski offered, hoping Anja wouldn't push herself to night though this was a bit odd seeing how much Akaski would decide to push himself. He was used to struggle, and he didn't mind to endure any kind of suffering for Anja as long as she would remain happy.


With that being said Akaski made way to the door, peeing back at her once more incase she would change her mind. "I'll see you in a bit..."


( Sorry ;~; is there a way I can help? )
 
Softly closing the door behind the demon, Anja waited only waited a fraction of a section before sitting on the bed, hurriedly removing her boots. Placing them near the door, she lifted up her skirt, slipping off her thick winter stockings. Ugh, it’s so hot in here, she mentally complained. Once they were off, she noticed with slight disgust that the back of her knees were a bit sweaty. Ew, she thought, taking care to fold the stockings and place them on top of her boots.


She made a quick examination of her legs before turning her attention to the bed. It too, was blanketed by a light layer of dust. Grabbing the sheet placed upon it, she lifted it in the air, waving it about for a moment to rid it of some of the dust. She sneezed once, twice, and then a third time before setting the sheet back to its original position.


Careful not to move too much she crawled on top of the bed, allowing herself to stare at the ceiling above her. She was still feeling a bit foolish over the whole bird thing, and a bit guilty. Taking a deep breath she silently thanked her decision to both wear light clothes, and take the medicine. At least she would be able to fall asleep quicker under its effects.


Stupid Victor, she mentally grumbled. She supposed that she would have been waking up around this time if it weren't for his phone call waking her up. Technically, he could be considered the reason she was even here.


She smiled at that thought, now satisfied that she had someone else to blame aside from her and Akaski for their current situation… even if it wasn’t entirely true.
 
Upon exiting, Akaski's attentions slipped to the door at the end of the hall. He still held a strong curiosity for what it would contain, maybe it could notify him of why this place seemed so familiar. He knew the layout of this house so well even though he couldn't recall ever being here. He wouldn't want to awaken or disturb Anja by attempting to break down the door, so maybe there was a key somewhere that he could use to get inside? Maybe even a window?


A small sigh left him as he once again approached the door and tested the handle only to find that it was still indeed locked. He was a bit annoyed by this matter, but he wasn't about to go search the entire house for a key and leave Anja all alone upstairs, maybe the matter could wait for a while longer. Anja might even want to help him find said key, it would give them both something to do while they were here.


Akaski reluctantly turned himself away from the door and he set his sights upon the other bedroom, entering it silently and closing the door behind him. The demonic realm was hot, but he was used to it.


Akaski gave the room a quick look over finding two beds on either side of the wall and a dresser similar to the one in the other room. It too held a small picture and yet it was turned to the wall as well. Akaski didn't bother to mess with it, normally pictures would be turned when someone wants to hide guilt of some sort or what could be called a sin. Demons did it often.


Akaski approached the bed to the far right, and swiftly he attempted the same process of ridding it from its dust which soon clouded the air though he was able to hold his breath through most of it. Finally he laid himself down upon its surface and choosing not to dwell to deep into thought he quickly managed to fall asleep.
 
Anja, always the worrier, did not fall asleep so quickly. She was once again skimming over the days events in her mind. It continued to surprise her that her general well-being would seem so important to the demon. She highly doubted it had anything to do with their deal, seeing as there was absolutely nothing she could provide him with here.


She wasn’t entirely certain how long it was going to take them to get back to her world, but she was sure once they did he would have had enough of her by then. He would probably collect his clothes and head back home immediately. Anja peered down at her own ensemble, her black sleeveless shirt now slightly torn and covered in blood, and her blue skirt all bright and cheery. Given the type of clothing Akaski was wearing when she first encountered him, she was beginning to feel a bit… underdressed. She wondered if their choice of clothing would make them stand out more than they might already with her around.


Rubbing her head, she once again came to the realization that the demon was the only thing coming between her and certain death in this realm. He seemed genuinely fond of her, even if he had adorably denied it to begin with. She wasn’t used to such kindness from anyone, and despite her inclination not to she was going to have to undoubtedly trust Akaski one-hundred percent.


Trust Akaski, Anja, were her last thoughts as she slipped into a deep drug-induced slumber.
 
Though Akaski did manage to fall asleep quickly, it wasn't necessarily the best sleep as it seemed his dreams had decided to slip back into his mind. It could have been due to all the worry and guilt he had felt that day as they certainly weren't the best emotions to create a settle state of mind. Yet oddly, the dream was even more vivid this time causing him to turn a bit in his sleep, his expression once again was somewhat sorrowful with all the mixing emotions these dreams would commonly bring him as he took a tight grip upon the sheets below him. His dreams seemed to be more powerful here, but in all truthfulness Akaski still couldn't remember much about this place... but he had to have been here before. At some point, he must have been within this home.


A little suddenly, his expression softened as a bit of color entered his dream, something he could actually seem to picture. He could see Anja when she had been sitting upon the window sill, the time he was examining her from where he sat... he was rather happy before the incident as he could recall. Yet, the moment Anja fell away he could easily remember the strong presence of fear and shock within him.


His emotions turning negative, his dreams escalated back into horrific nightmares now centered around Anja and he nearly immediately grew tense in his slumber. "A...Anja..." He muttered in a voice near silence as he seemed to push closer to his pillow once again tears began to form around the edges of his closed eyes.
 
Anja giggled lightly in her sleep. Her own dreams, possibly caused by the drug in her system, were a bit nonsensical.


“No, no, no! This simply won’t do!” Dream Anja spoke to the knight in front of her. The knight was dressed head to toe in bright pink armor; he was holding a strawberry cheesecake. “I said chocolate chocolate. Can’t you do anything right?” Dream Anja huffed, sitting back upon her jeweled throne with obvious aggravation.


“You have a visitor, your highness.” Spoke the a jester, who looked suspiciously a lot like Victor.


“Fine, whatever.” Dream Anja rolled her eyes, feeling strangely out of place. Was there something else she was supposed to be doing? She shrugged, the cloaked visitor slowly making its way to the center of the throne room.


“I have something for you, you little brat.” A familiar voice echoed throughout the room, causing Dream Anja to stand up with haste.


“Mother!” She barely had time to gasp, as the cloaked figure revealed herself and in a practiced motion, threw a knife at Dream Anja which hit its mark, sinking deep into her stomach.


Anja awoke suddenly with a gasp, her body lightly covered in sheen of sweat. She began to sit up and winced, her hand quickly flying to her abdomen. It appears the analgesic had almost entirely wore off in her slumber, and she wondered how long she had been asleep. It seemed as though it had been at least a couple of hours.


Letting out a soft moan she stood up, stretching carefully. “Holy crap,” she exclaimed, her hands now flying towards her chest. She did fall face first after all, and peeking down her shirt it seemed her chest had begun to bruise. It must have been a combination of adrenaline and the pain killer that caused her not to notice before. Ugh, why are bruises always worse after a rest? She frowned.


I should check on Akaski, she decided, her own dreams causing her a bit of discomfort.
 
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Akaski was still wrapped up in his dreams as he had been rather low on energy. He had mentioned that he was a I bit tired, but in truth he was probably nearing his thirty minute mark. His own worries had been so distracting and his own worries were probably what blinded him from this important fact.


Still he murmured in his sleep, he had shifted into a slightly curled position while trapped within his odd nightmare. His dreams were worse here it seemed, though he still had no clue as to why this was. He wanted to wake up, but it seemed his dreams wanted to hold him a bit longer and by this time he had shed a few tears in his sleep.


Though if Akaski had been awake, he would have tried to his this, he couldn't exactly affect it if he was asleep. His emotions were crystal clear and Akaski truly wouldn't be able to hide it like this. He was saddened, scared, and guilty once again, though matters still had escalated in his own mind.


"A-Anja..." Akaski muttered once again, taking a small grip upon his own pillow. This was the first time any memories that he could recall effected his sleep, and it was rather unpleasant for him.
 
Knock, knock, knock.


“Akaski?” Called Anja softly. She wasn’t sure how long she had slept, and if he was still sleeping she wasn’t fond of the notion of having to wake him. Sleep seemed to be essential to his energy level, and she remembered what had happened the last time he had used the key on both of them.


When there was no answer she slowly opened the poor, peeking inside. He was still sleeping. She was about to close the door and head back to the other room when she heard very softly-


"A-Anja..."


She whirled around. Had he just spoke her name in his sleep? Curious she walked into the bedroom, standing just beside the bed he currently occupied. She frowned; he was curled up, clutching his pillow and his face expressed clear emotional disturbance. Glancing down at his pillow, she noticed it was a bit wet. Had be been crying? Looking closer at his face confirmed this fact, as new tears seemed to form at the corners of his eyes.


She didn’t like it. She didn’t like it one bit. It tore at her heart to see Akaski like this, she wasn’t used to it. Slowly bending over him she wiped a few of his tears off with her thumb. She would have to wake him. About to shake him, she thought better of it. The last thing she needed was for him to shoot up and accidentally impale her with his horns. Cringing at the thought she carefully lowered herself to her knees and leaning against the bed began to softly shake him.


“Hey…” She spoke in her normal speaking voice. And then when that failed to rouse him, “Hey! Wake up.” Nothing. Whatever he was dreaming it seemed to have a strong hold on him, but she couldn’t bear the thought of him suffering any longer. He could go back to sleep if he wanted to after, she just didn’t want his nightmare to continue.


“Akaski!” She nearly shouted, almost shoving him in her frantic attempt to awaken him.
 
At first, Akaski was completely unaware of Anja's presence as his mind had been focused entirely upon the harsh emotions of his dreams. The were rather distracting and he knew they were much more vivid than what he would normally experience. He had never held such horrible dreams before, and in this state he was scared piratically half to death until he took notice to something knew.


His name, he heard it through his nightmares being produced by a familiar voice. He held onto this tightly, hoping to wake up and luckily it seemed this call was exactly what he needed to finally obtain the strength to break from his nightmares.


Akaski first stirred as his dreams began to fade with strong lingering emotions, but soon enough he found himself awakening opening his eyes to the familiar sight of Anja who kneeled on the floor close to him.


Nearly immediately he found himself feeling a strong relief being able to separate his nightmare from reality as he found Anja in a stable state and only then did he recall all that had occurred. He was within a familiar home in the demonic realm along with Anja as he had accidently transported the two here, but he could remember treating Anjan. She was in good condition for know and this did make Akaski rather happy seeing as a majority of his dream was centered around Anja and oddly, he could actually remember that part.


"Anja..." He said softly with a small grin upon his face as somewhat quickly he shifted himself. He acted without much thought as he leaned towards her suddenly wrapping her shoulders in a small hug, the best he could create while he was laying down. "Anja, please don't leave me..." Akaski whispered as it became clear that he was still half asleep, his thought process was rather slow at the moment and he wasn't thinking clearly enough to act with his pride or facade.


Truly, he was scared about being left alone again. His dream was focused upon that, Anja leaving him to be isolated without a single person who could possibly truly care for him. He was sure not many demons would care if he would die tomorrow, if he was in pain or suffering... but it seemed Anja cared about him at least a small bit. He didn't want to lose that, as it was the first time that he could remember truly being cared for.
 
Anja felt a rush of relief when Akaski opened his eyes, and then a rush of warmth to her face when he offered her a small hug. Her pulse seemed to quickly skyrocket. She hadn’t at all been expecting it. Then again, she never could quite seem to correctly guess what he was going to say or do. The way his brain worked seemed almost spontaneous in nature to her.


She was happy he was now somewhat awake, especially since it seemed that she might have been part of the reason he was suffering so. She had hated seeing him in such a state, and although she had been momentarily stunned by his affection, she was quick to reciprocate it. The position was a bit awkward, but she was quick to wrap her arms around his own. Any comfort he sought out she would try her best to provide. Enjoying his warmth despite the heat, she noticed that she didn’t want to let him go.


“I’m here, Akaski.” She said in a soothing voice. “You can go back to sleep if you need to. I won’t go anywhere; I promise.” She reluctantly broke the embrace, carefully seating herself on the edge of the bed. “I’ll be right here if you need me.”


And she would, she decided. After all he had done for her it was the least she could do. Besides, wasn’t that what friends were for? She smiled at the thought.
 
Akaski was brought a sense of comfort now that he had Anja so near, the house seemed to lose its effects on him. He still did wonder why he felt so familiar with this place and why it brought him such vivid dreams, but maybe it was just a coincidence that his dreams advance here. Akaski chose to push these thoughts aside as his mind was still rather hazy do to his sleep.


Akaski shifted himself to e somewhat closer to her, piratically curling around her. His tail curled along with him, crossing her lap and bending slightly at the end so the tip was directed towards Akaski's head.


"Thank you... Anja" Akaski said lightly and in his half-asleep haze he found it easy to drift off once again. His eyes closed and in a matter of seconds he was once again sleeping not truly giving her enough time to protest the position he placed himself in.


Though it did seem that he was calmer now, her presence allowed him a clear mind. He now knew that she was still with him as she had promised to remain here. Although Akaski would normally be embarrassed by the actions he had just taken, he didn't think to much into it and as a result he attempted them anyways, hoping that he would keep Anja as close to him as he could.
 
Anja blinked. She was essentially being cuddled, yet another thing she hadn’t expected would occur. She didn’t mind it, however… it was actually kind of endearing. And of course if he needed the rest, Anja wasn’t about to deny it to him. His strength was pivotal to their safety.


Glancing down at the tail on her lap, she was tempted for the second time to touch it. She didn’t try, of course, for the last time she had Akaski had mentioned something along the lines of it being rude. His tail was something of a mystery with her, as she had noticed it seemed to move in correlation with his mood. She was unsure, however, if it was something he did himself, or if it moved independently. He did seem to have some control over it.


Holding her hand over her wound she realized she wouldn’t be able to hold her current position for very long; her abdomen was at a slight twist. The medicine she had taken earlier was nearly completely out of her system, and it did hurt a bit. As did the bruising on her chest.


Looking at Akaski she noticed how peacefully he seemed to sleep now. It was a vast contrast from the way he had looked just moments before. She needed to make sure his slumber was a restful one, but she needed to move as well.


As careful as she could she began to scoot him over on the bed, pushing him ever so slightly. She was careful not to touch his tail as she moved him, as she was unaware of its sensitivity and she didn’t wish to awaken him. Slowly she eased herself in a laying position next to Akaski. She sighed, hoping the situation wouldn’t be deemed too scandalous once he awoke. She was nearly certain that he hadn’t been entirely awake just now, and he might not even remember that she had entered his room at all.


Closing her eyes she attempted to once again rest.
 
Akaski remained asleep as he was shifted about by Anja, he would probably have enough energy to make it through the day and possibly the night, though he might need to gain some more incase a conflict would come into play. Akaski wouldn't be able to fight if his energy was too low and even if it was around this level he still was unaware how dense of a weapon he would need to create or how long he would need to keep it out. His illusions might even be necessary if the demon had they're sights set on Anja.


This was something Akaski was fearful off, Anja being attacked. Demons were sneaky and they could probably snatch her up if he didn't pay close attention to her seeing as she was human. She had the blinding liquid she had shown him earlier, but he didn't even know if it would affect demons seeing as it had come from the human realm. He needed to keep her safe and this house seemed to be the best place he had to rest within for now, at least he felt safe within some of it.


It was about an hour later that Akaski was once again stirring. His sleep had been dreamless and peaceful, a drastic change from what he had experienced within his first attempt to rest.


Slowly he was waking from his sleep and opening his heavy eyes, Akaski could easily see Anja laying before him. It was enough to draw him into an alert state, his eyes widening slightly as he a small blush crossed him. He blinked, just to be sure that she truly was occupying the space before him.


though still a blush lingered upon his face, Akaski managed to settle a bit as slowly he came to recall his actions earlier. It only caused him to become even more flustered as he could recall hugging her, he could even remember his small plea to her... then after all that he wrapped himself around her piratically snuggling with her. He was clearly red, his tail lightly patting Anja's side in his emotion of embarrassment.


"A-Anja?" He whispered quietly. "Are you awake...?"
 
Something was patting her. Frowning, Anja sleepily attempted to swat away the offending object. When her languid precision failed, she decided it was probably best to awaken. Opening her eyes to a red-faced Akaski, she quickly shot to an upright position, wincing in pain.


“Oh!” Her hands flew to her chest, which seemed to only feel worse than before. Her face soon began to color as well. She was a bit embarrassed to look at him, and she hoped she hadn’t managed to offend the demon. “I’m sorry! I woke up, and then you seemed unwell, and then I thought it best if I stayed here, but I ended up falling back asleep.” She blurted out in a scratchy voice.


She then realized she hadn’t had a thing to drink all day aside from the orange juice at breakfast and the medicine Akaski had provided. She might be able to hold out a while without any food, but she wouldn’t last nearly as long without water, especially not in the heat. She wanted to ask him if he had slept well, but her head was now pounding, a sign she knew could be indicative of dehydration.


“I- I need water.” She spoke, groggily attempting to rub the sleep from her eyes. She was also attempting to hide her face from Akaski, as she was still blushing quite a bit. Now that he was properly awake she found her earlier actions uncharacteristically bold, and she was worried the demon might have misconstrued her intentions. Growing even warmer with that thought, she twisted her body away from him, wincing a bit as she did so. She would probably have to ask him for a bit of that medicine later as well. Although not nearly as much as last time.
 
Akaski still found himself blushing, he could feel the warmth upon his face and glancing up to Anja it seemed she was rather flustered as well. Taking in a breath to calm himself Akaski sat upright along with her though his eyes were averted and his head slightly turned, attempting to hide his vivid blush from her view.


"I-It's fine" Akaski stammered, managing to move his tail off of her though in replacement it began to pat the bed instead. "I... I can remember. I'm sorry for getting so close to you like that, it was rude" He apologized, struggling to bring the confession that he could recall his actions out, he would have much rather pretend to have not remembered anything at all.


Though the matter of water did make him think. He wondered if any supplies could be located nearby, or if this house still had a running system. Often houses were supplied water by a sort of demon of which the inhabitants would pay for its services, maybe such a demon was still nearby. Akaski wouldn't mind buying her some water, he could probably obtain clean water from a kelpie though he wasn't truly sure were he could locate one out here. At least these thoughts distracted him from the fact that he had cuddled Anja causing his bright blush to die down a small bit.


"I'll find you some water... is your wound alright?" Akaski asked, still curious over its condition. He was still blushing lightly, and as he peered towards her it only reminded him of what he had done only an hour before... being so close to her did feel nice, but it was still something that could cause him embarrassment.
 

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