[Pinkie]

After the events of that day and only being awake for a short time caused Mizuki to pass out again. If there was one thing Mizuki hated was being in a pure state of weakness. Never knowing if something was coming to finish the job off. Thats why he often asked someone to stay with him to state his fears but when he awoke and the one he asked to stay was not there it hurt.

The days past by slowly from there. Little bouts of wakefullness fallowed though they didnt last long before he fell back into a sleep like state. It has now been a week since the war ended and Mizuki was stirring again. Slowly light lavender eyes blinked open and he looked about the room giving a little frown when no one was seen.

Closing his eyes for a moment he took a deep breath before pushing himself up into a sitting with his back against the headbored. Mizuki sat there and thought to himself on how long he was alone. It was one of his biggest fears, being alone. After everything that had happened he was even shocked to think he still had the fear but it seemed he did.

Mizuki sighed as he raised a hand up to his hair that seemed to still be loose and his eyes widened. Long pale fingers brushed through long locks and he suddered and the feeling of his hair. It felt like sand paper and bringing it around over his shoulder he found out why. His hair was still covered in dirt and blood from the war. That was it.

Throwing the sheet that covered him over to the side he moved his legs so his feet now rested on the cool floor. Looking about for something to help him walk Mizuki was greatfull that he saw his staff leaned on the wall beside his bed. Counting to three in his head Mizuki pushed off the bed and was greatfull he was able to gather his balance before he fell to the floor.

Standing up right Mizuki reached over and grabbed his staff with a light smile on his lips. Using the staff for a brace Mizuki began to slowly walk out the door. Making his way through the halls with skill he was not seen even as he slipped out the door and around the medic building.

This is where Mizuki began to walk around noticing the repairs being done and people running about doing different chores. The damage from however long, Mizuki couldnt remember, was now getting slowly fixed. That made Mizuki smile as he made his way to a hopefully still standing house.

The trip was long and by the time Mizuki reached the house he was panting hard and sweat licked at his forehead but he didnt care 'Just a little more' He thought to himself as he moved up the little steps and opened the door. Entering he looked around and noticed he was alone, this caused a sigh to his lips but perhaps it was for the better. He wanted to get into the bath and rested before a pissed of Neimi or Thal barged in.

Mizuki then walked right for the bathroom it was the second thing he did. Filling the tub up with steaming hot water he added scented oil and smiled as the smell of cherry blossoms filled the steamy room. Hissing a little Mizuki pealed the medic gown off of his body before moving and carefully sitting in the steam.

Right away the sigh was out of the lips fallowed by a shiver as his body took in all the warmth expelling the cold. After a few moments to just bask in the heat Mizuki dipped his head under the water. Long thin fingers brushed through his hair removing the blood and grime of a war past. After that he sat back up and laid there. His hair floated now clean around him like a silver halo as he rested in the warmth half asleep.