Katashi Manor

[Jenna Scorn]

"Uh..Unh.."

He was struggling to move, and Calamity would press her hand softly against his chest, not too light, but hard enough to let him know he should stay still.

"Stop... Your going to rip open the stitches."

She had almost snapped at him, brows narrowed upon him.

Finally he gave up, and would let his body rest against the bed.


"..How..How long have I been out..?"

Now, she'd let her fingers trail away from his body. Leaning back, head tilted to the side as he had spoken.

"About five...six hours or so."

"..I apoligize..For the trouble i've been.."

"It's no problem."

She'd lean forward, to gently tuck the maroon comforter tighter around his chest, then leaning upwards to gently fluff his pillow.

"..Thanks..I appreciate this..It's certainly different..Then what i've been used to.."


"Heh. Reizo...eh...well...my uncle. He helped me bandage you up."


Her eyes would draw to him again, noticing the furrow of his brow. She'd reach to him, letting her hand touch his chest. He was in pain, but why? Was it something she had done?

"Ngh.."

"Whats wrong?!"

[Cody Travers]

"Whats wrong?!"

What was wrong?

Not even he knew..

He cringed and tried to subdue the pain as he lay there in the bed. His hands were furiously itching..

He needed his medication.

He tried to give Calamity a reassuring smile..

"I...it's..Nothing..N-nothing at all.." He stammered out.

Smooth Cody, real smooth.

"I just don't have--"

Stinging.

"Oww!.." He tried to resist the urge to scratch. Scratching would open his hand up.

"..My..m-medication for my hands.."

His right hand gripped the sheet seeing his left arm went numb.

"I..I-I will be f-fine.." He gripped through his teeth..

"It's just a disease that I got after I left my fath--.."

He stopped.

The itching stopped.

Then he relaxed.

"..Metro City.."

[Jenna Scorn]

"I...it's..Nothing..N-nothing at all.."

Brows furrowed, leaning forward as she'd watch him closely.

what in the world was going on??

"I just don't have--"

"Have what?!?"


Licking her lower lip, pressing her hand against his brow to brush strands of hair from his face.

"Have what?!?!?"

"..My..m-medication for my hands.."

She leaned back, watching wildly.
Medication?
Shit.

She couldn't help him.
Here he was writing in pain, and she could not help him.

It was heart breaking.


"It's just a disease that I got after I left my fath--.."

He was calming down.
And she could rest easy.
Blowing a few strands of hair from her face.

"..Metro City.."

"How did you get it? ...Is it contagious?"

[Cody Travers]

"How did you get it? ...Is it contagious?"

Cody was finally calmed down now. His breathing began to slow down as he lay there. There wasn't much pain and itching left from the sudden burst.

"...It's called Palmeruse Disease..Better known as "Boxer's Rondo".."

He closed his eyes for a minute..To recall what the doctor had told him when he went to the hospital in Metro City..He was given a small bottle of medication for this disease.

"..It's a problem with the hand skin cells that causes the skin to rage violently..Causing open sores. I wear handwraps to hide it.."

He took a deep sigh..

"As for how I got it.."

He opened his eyes again..

"..."

Was he prepared..?

"..My father administered it to me as punishment one night while I was sleeping.."

He scowled..Almost as if he was going to cry at the sound of that thing. Cody wanted him dead..But instead he was locked up in a maximum security prison..Despite all he's done..

"..."

He clenched his fist and looked downward.

Then..

He looked up and shared a small smile with Calamity.

"..Oh well..The only way you can get it is if you take it from a needle..Thankfully it's not fatal.."

He trailed off, knowing that when the scars open that blood loss can occur.

"So it's not contagious.."

[Jenna Scorn]

She listened carefully, peeking over him with those blue eyes. She'd brush a few strands of hair from her face, glancing off towards the door. She was expecting Reizo to be there, stalking it, looming. But he wasn't, and she'd smile to herself before looking down at Cody yet again."..My father administered it to me as punishment one night while I was sleeping.."

"How horrible."

"..Oh well..The only way you can get it is if you take it from a needle..Thankfully it's not fatal.."

She'd sigh.

Maybe it wasn't fatal.
But from the looks of it, it was most likely painful.

"So it's not contagious.."

"And you have no more medicine?"

[Cody Travers]

Cody took a deep sigh. It felt horrible not being able to do anything.

"And you have no more medicine?"

"No..But I think I can live without it for a day.."

Once again he tried to sit up, his arm still in pain he amanged to get himself sort of upright.

Panting heavily he looked over at Calamity and gave a smile. For some reason it took a lot out of him to sit up.

He looked down at himself..

His arm and shoulder as well as his upper body was covered in stitches as well as bandages. He moved his right arm out from under the sheets and over the sheets. He looked at his freshly bandaged hand. Handcuffs dangling there.

"..I have a question.."

He began to speak softly..simply because he didn't know what to expect.

"..What was your first impression..When you saw me with these?.."

He held out his right arm to her showing her the gleaming handcuffs..

Only people who knew the news years ago would really know who he really was..

He really was...A famous hero..

But now..He wanted to know what he was..

[Jenna Scorn]

"No..But I think I can live without it for a day.."

She nodded, looking off to the side to retrieve the damp cloth. Dipping the rag into a nearby bowl of water, ringing it and soon applying it to his brow.

"If your not well enough to walk tomorrow, maybe I can get it for you."

Smoothing that cloth over his brow, gently applying a bit of pressure as she'd use her free hand to brush strands of hair from his face.

"..I have a question.."

"Mmm?"

She'd look up, glancing at him as she'd blink her eyes.


"..What was your first impression..When you saw me with these?.."

She leaned back, returning the rag back to the bowl as she'd glance at him. Eying the cuffs as they gently shine at her.

"That you were a bit odd, maybe even crazy."

She'd smile softly, the corners of her lips tilting upwards as she'd reach out with one hand to softly touch it. Taking his hand in his, while her other hand would let those fingers gently glide over the metal of the handcuffs.

"Or maybe one of those little fetish boys."

[Cody Travers]

Cody was beginning to feel a bit more secure..And on top of that..Feel better as well..

"If your not well enough to walk tomorrow, maybe I can get it for you."

He smiled. This was the first time anyone has ever spoken to him like this, or even treated him like this for that matter. Cody relaxed a little more as she dabbed the wet cloth on his forehead.

Being the person that he was he was very self-concious, give Cody one good remark and he'll be positive. Be negative and well...You'll have an angry bull on your hands...

Everyone questioned Cody at first glance..

Either he was a rapist.

A broken criminal.

A whackjob.

Some crazy guy who'd escaped.

..Or a nobody.

But all Cody was, was a guy who was shy of who he really was..He was masking his true nature. A good hearted guy.

He chuckled.

"..Don't worry, I'm sure i'll be better by tommorow. But if I'm not I guess I put my hands in your hands.."

He paused.

"Of course..I don't think you know where the gym is..So i'm probably gonna have to come with you anyway..We can walk down there together, eh."

As for his question earlier..

"That you were a bit odd, maybe even crazy."

He watched as she played with his hands and handcuffs as she answered.

Her answer struck him..Hard..And yet..

"Yeah..I get that a lot..But then again..I'd rather be odd, than normal..Being normal...It's just stupid..Who'd want to be like everyone else?..I think it's senseless.."

"Or maybe one of those little fetish boys."

He laughed, it was funny to Cody. He'd never been with another girl.

"Hmm..I could be, Maybe. Maybe not." He said with a slight teasing tone. He smiled slyly.

[Jenna Scorn]

"..Don't worry, I'm sure i'll be better by tommorow. But if I'm not I guess I put my hands in your hands.."

She nodded.

She wasn't sure of herself, let alone him.

For now she was fine with this.
Keeping him within her home, treating him, tending to his wounds.
But afterwards?
What would happen then?

She'd send him home.
Send him on his way.

"Of course..I don't think you know where the gym is..So i'm probably gonna have to come with you anyway..We can walk down there together, eh."

She nodded.

"It shouldn't be that hard to find. If anything I can have Reizo take the both of us...besides, you shouldn't be doing much walking."

She could hear the gentle padding of Reizo's feet outside the door. She was for sure he was looming there, and he had every right. Calamity and her mother were Reizo's last remaining family members.

Calamity would ease back from Cody.

"You should get some rest..."

[Cody Travers]

"You should get some rest..."

Cody layed back into the bed. He could sense someone standing outside the door..The feeling of the floor..It as familiar..It must've been Calamity's uncle that she was talking about. He looked downward at himself. He looked over at Calamity and smiled.

"...You're lucky.." He said as he looked back down.

"..He looks after you so clearly. You're very, very lucky indeed.."

He moved his back into the bed and used his useable hand to pull the sheet over himself.

"..You should also get some rest.."

Cody didn't have any family..His family betrayed him..Calamity was indeed lucky..

He face solemly began to falter from it's smile. He turned his head around and rested it on the pillow.

However..

He couldn't rest..His eyes remained open..It was quite obvious too..

He took a deep sigh..

[Jenna Scorn]

"...You're lucky.."

She smiled softly, pushing herself away from that large bed. Her fingers lingering over the fabric for a moment before finally letting go, back stepping towards the door as she nodded.

"I haven't always been this lucky."

And it was true.
It would seem that only lately her days had been getting brighter.

Finally she her back had reached the door frame, and she was silent still, watching Cody.

"..You should also get some rest.."

"You too."

She nodded to him, watching him carefully as he'd settle into the sheets. There was something about him, an unpleasant air about him.

He seemed so sad.


She'd tilt her head, biting her lower lip.

"I'll be in the living room if you need me......."

Looking up at him again.

"Tomorrow, if your better...and only if your better. We'll take you home."

[Cody Travers]

"Tomorrow, if your better...and only if your better. We'll take you home."

Cody didn't reply as she continued out the door.

Yeah..What home?...His home was a gym that ran 24/7..And he never was happy with it. Nonetheless it was a home..

The lights were out..

Everything was silent..

And Cody tried his best to sleep..He could not..

He felt bad that this was his current position in someone else's house. Especially someone of his stature. He shouldn't even be here. He shut his eyes and tossed and turned. Seemed as though he had some sort of insomnia..

Indeed Cody was sad..

Then the thoughts appeared..Memories of Mad Gear..

This house..This girl..It made him feel obligated to...Go out and be a hero again..Even though he hated it..

This would not be Cody's final fight.

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Cody opened his eyes and rose his upper body above the sheets. All was silent. However Cody had no idea how much time had passed. He'd just awakened from a cold sweat but his eyes were on fire.

He painfully pulled himself over the side of the large bed and near collapsed on the floor. He was only in his undershirt, jeans and socks. He didn't know what to do with himself. He looked around.

The room was well dressed oddly enough and made Cody feel slightly uncomfortable..

Though unable to see straight he could see the door. He began to stumble out towards the door and into the hallway..He panted heavily as he did so.

[Jenna Scorn]

And with a soft smile she had left the room slinking backwards, taking one last glance to the bedroom before turning on her heels and heading into the living room. Normally, that was her room...
Well.
Hiroko's.

But it was her's, but for the night would belong to Cody.

Hello kitty slippers would pad against the carpet as the young female would round the corner, she'd nearly bump into her uncle who must have been on his way to the room, or just lurking. Calamity looked up at him, strands of hair pulled back.

And it was the larger male who would look down at her, Calamity would return his gaze. Silence passed between the two, that is till Reizo would let his lips curl upwards, a soft smile would form on his lips and he'd motion for her to head to bed, and with a nod she'd do so.

Slinking into the large living room, a bed already made on one of the couches. And as she'd let her body rest against the cushion she'd pull the blanket to her body. Letting the fabric of the blanket softly rub against her cheek for a moment before letting those lids close.


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She awoke that morning, pushing strands of blond hair from her face. She breathed in, filling those lungs of her's with air. She'd soon sit up, letting a yawn fall from her lips before slipping from the couch.

Making her way to the kitchen, she found Reizo there, cooking no doubt. She would slump into one of the kitchen chairs, letting a huff fall from her lips before blowing a few strands of hair from her face.

Reizo would glance at his niece, soon handing her a cup of warmed tea. And Calamity would lift it up, sniffing it slightly before resting in her seat.


Green Tea.
Her favorite.

"You sleep well?"

Reizo, would say to her. Calamity would answer his question with a shrug of those shoulders before looking to her uncle. But the two would look towards the hallway, the sound of someone thundering down the hallway.

Calamity sat in her seat, a brow raised. Reizo himself would do the same, a questioning look on his face.

[Cody Travers]

It had been a rough night for Cody, almost no sleep. Trying to find his way around as his eyes began to sear pain. It was rough. Very rough.

And yet nonetheless he seemed to find his way down the hall. He could smell something..Something delicious.

Someone was cooking something and come to think of it..

...Cody hadn't eaten.

He looked upwards as he rested his hand against the wall trying to keep himself upright. He peered in front of him..

Calamity and her uncle were there eyeing him.

...How emmbarrasing. Cody lightened himself up by smiling a stupid smile.

He pretended to "Feel better."

"Morning.." He sounded a little awkwardly.

He then proceeded forward a little bit, he was still rather unsteady and rather clumsily nearly fell forwards but caught his fall with his free foot just in time.

He stood upright in a hurry and sheepishly took his free arm and shrugged.

Then shook his head.

"..Fool.." He muttered under his breath..

He leaned his shoulder against the wall and watched the two of them together.

He looked away for a split second.

Then turned his gaze down to himself.

He shook his head in disgust with himself again..

[Jenna Scorn]

Reizo would eye the young boy who was making his way into the kitchen, those strands of dark hair pulled back into a sleek ponytail. Calamity was sitting at the table, cup held in mid-air, as she had been trying to take a drink but had stopped. Now setting her cup upon the table she watched as Cody slowly made his way into the room, his uneasy body moving.

Brows would furrow, watching Cody move in such an odd fashion, you could tell with every walk, with every stride, the movement had been forced, and that the young boy must have still been in pain.

She'd almost shake her head, removing herself from the chair and making her way to Cody. A thin hand reaching for his shoulder, and gently putting a firm grip there.

"Sit."

She'd back away, motioning towards her chair.

Reizo would look down, and continue to cook eggs. It had been Calamity's idea to bring the boy home, not his. There for, Calamity would deal with him.

Calamity continued to almost fawn over the boy. waving him into the chair. And once he'd sit she'd brush strands of hair from his face.

"Did you sleep well?"