[Nobu]

Bleeding, broken armor, broken bones. Raiden wasn't doing well after that fight and got out of it far from unscathed. It was cataclysmic, he knew he was weak but the enemy made it so apparent how lacking he was. It had to happen on the night that he was going on a date as well, which made it all the more frustrating. A magical night, ruined and putting the possibility that he couldn't see Kysaly again in danger of being the outcome.

His armor was shattered in several places from the concussive blows of his enemy, a demonic looking fellow who set a dear friend's estate in Tokyo ablaze with black fire. Almost as if it were flames spitting from the underworld. His friend was actually the very person he was going to call a favor in for to take Kysaly to a fashion show, but her home and her family were threatened because of an unsavory ex-lover who was finally free from imprisonment.

A former male model that helped as sexy representation for heteromorphs, Cambion was exposed as being vile and toxic to those he dated in the industry...among other atrocities. Someone who didn't express how dangerous they were to the public, the original arrest attempt went very poorly. Nobu kept checking in on his friend and eventually things fizzled out once Cambion was arrested with proper force.

Now, Cambion was able to manipulate his way back onto the streets. Unlike Raiden, he was still as strong as ever after being behind bars for years. That showed with the shards of concrete impaling the lightning vigilante, the burns and the broken armor. Half of his visor was pried off, and the moments of battle kept flashing before Nobu's eyes. Delirious, he was able to use his blue lightning to scare off the Cambion after his friend took her family to safety.

Now, he stumbled his way through Tokyo in fear of being caught by hero and villain alike. He couldn't be seen, not after the torrential approach he had to Mummy. Raiden was dangerous. Stumbling through alleys, there just happened to be something clinging to dear life that he needed to see Kysaly one more time before he died. He was going to die. He was on death's door and unfortunately, there was nobody he could go to.

Banging on the back door of the cafe, desperate to be comforted as pain shot through every nerve, he clung to this battle between hope and hopelessness simmering in his head. "K...Kysaly. Kysaly!" Please be awake. Please hear my knocks. I don't want to die alone.

Kysaly

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Kysaly had been crying for most of the night. The way that things went down between the and Nobu really did have an impact on their mental state. Cuddled up on the couch of their doctor's office, they crammed homemade cookies into their mouth while watching a romance movie. For some reason, it always cheered them up to realize what their romance should have been and could have been but never would be. Their eyes were puffy and red, and they wore a baggy sweater with leggings underneath. "Yeah, you get your happy ending." They'd say to the TV, trying to root for the protagonist when they knew they couldn't for themselves.

There was someone at their door. The back of their store was set up with cameras to ensure that they didn't let someone into their clinic without knowing who first. With a sigh, they'd pause their movie and go over to the door.

Upon seeing who it was, their heart sank even more. What was he doing here? They'd sneer, before pressing on the intercom to reply. "Go away, I don't want to see you." It was a short reply, but something that they meant.

With a satisfied look on their face, they were about to turn around before they took a closer look at him. Was that armor, and blood? "What the fuck happened to you?" Kysaly usually didn't swear to keep up appearances, but that didn't matter too much now.

If he is injured, then Kysaly could help. As much as they were mad at him, they wouldn't let him die. With a sigh, they'd open the door and look at him, pissed off. "Get over there." As they opened the door, there would be a visible metal table off to the left just out of view. "Take off whatever you can."

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[Nobu]

When it came to dating or personal relationships, Nobu knew better than to let people know who Raiden was. He was a dangerous, brutal vigilante that broke the laws and quite honestly endangered the public with how unrelenting he was. Mummy, for example, wasn't even killed and yet he set fire to buildings and tore them apart with his lightning. The fury of his wrath knew no bounds, Raiden was a totally different devil from how Nobu presented himself.

As he could sense the anger of the companion he left behind so abruptly a few hours prior, he let out a pained groan. "I'm...sorry! I can...explain--" Yelping in pain, the door would eventually open after a moment where it seemed like they were going to leave them out there. It was raining, which stung at the exposed wounds. Once the door opened, Kysaly would be greeted by a battered half-face, bloodied but still blonde hair, and a weak smile with hazy hazel eyes.

They would see his left shoulder was impaled with a spear of concrete, shrapnel puncturing several areas of his armor but not quite as bad. A quarter of his abdominal region was shattered and burned with several broken ribs behind it. The entire sleeve and gauntlet of the right side was missing. Stumbling in, he coiled his fingers around the broken edges of the visor as blue lightning would radiate and he would tear off the visor.

Already weakened, the remains of the helmet shattered against the ground. "I'll clean that up." Holding his abdominal area, abrasions and ruptured flesh would let out hot crimson. Using the heat of his lightning, he would pry off his armor until eventually it would rupture and the remaining pieces would fall from his body. Simultaneously, he would stumble and fall against the wall of the back of Kysaly's cafe.

"I'm really sorry, I can't see a doctor. My friend...and her kids were in danger. Had to get the guy." Looking ahead and focusing on staying steady, he would not let himself anchor to the cafe floor. Clinging to the wall, he would be completely naked without his armor due to not having clothes to support the heat of his quirk while armored. "It didn't go well. Bastard's strong and still alive."

Coughing up blood, he would reach out for Kysaly and hopefully be led somewhere more ideal and comfortable. "Sorry for the...um, lack of clothes. They burn up with my clothes, don't have a manufacturer to go to right now." There was a lot they needed to talk about, but he was having a hard time focusing through the wounds and they...probably didn't expect for their first time undressing to be quite like this.

Kysaly

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God, he was a mess. Kysaly cringed to watch the blood and pieces of armor come off of him. Theyd go to close the door, before moving of the side and getting a good idea of what damage he had. "This doesn't look good." They didn't need to touch him to see that. Moving over, Kysaly would help them to get closer to the table, eventually aiding them to get on it. Their lack of clothing was to no concern right now, as they were in full doctor mode.

"Stop talking, it'll just hurt more." They'd place a modesty sheet over their lower half, before raising their finger to him. "Wait a moment, I have to get ready." In a few seconds, they would leave and come back suited with a gown and gloves. It sucked not having someone to ensure it was 100% sterile, but it would have to do.

"You're lucky, you're really fucking lucky that I'm a doctor." If he'd gone anywhere else, Kysaly was sure he wasn't going to make it. Notably, Kysaly left one finger ungloved from their gloves for the purpose of checking their wounds. "Just breathe and relax a bit, I'm going to have to do some major surgery for you." They weren't prepared for something like that, but they were experienced enough to be able to do it. "I don't give a shit if it hurts, it's going to hurt." Looking around for a moment, they would offer Nobu a blanket to bite on and a bottle of vodka to drink. "Don't really got time for the good shit, I need to save your life."

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[Nobu]

Thoughts of dying and being unable to be helped flooded from the time that Nobu was able to flee the scene and when he arrived at Kyss Cafe. It would be impossible for him to get medical help, so he had to come to terms with where he was when blood loss would finally take him. Meanwhile, Cambion had to retreat and lick his own wounds. The fight with him wasn't over, it just subsided until Raiden was able to come back harder than before.

In his thoughts, he felt lucky that Kysaly let him in and that they were helping him move. Blurred by his wounded state, he would eventually find himself in a table and being covered. Nobu could even be considered evil for showing Kysaly what they had missed before he died. Evil for leaving them high and dry with no explanation and plenty of worry. Suddenly, there was a doctor in the room. That doctor was Kysaly.

Having his hopes sparked anew, he had so many questions but knew to listen and not say anything while Kysaly did the honors of cleaning up this mess. When they said it, it was clear as day that his whim to see them one last time was actually a blessing. "Oh, dear god, I am fucking lucky." Choking back a laugh at the circumstances, he would handle the pain quite well. He was already going through a lot of it, so the added surgical pain wasn't much worse.

A few times, he would bite it back, but refused the blanket. Taking the vodka in with heavy swigs, he wondered what kind of relief or pain the shard would be. "I wanted...to see you one more time. I'm tough, couldn't let you wonder why I left." With a trembled smile, he watched them do their work. Fascinating. "So the freelance work I do..." He didn't say much, nor did he really have to.

It was clear as day what he did for work. Kysaly, however, clearly did more than work a cafe if they were this prepared. Well, if they save me...at least this will bring us closer. Hopefully.

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"You are." Kysaly would stretch their fingers for a second and get to it. It wasn't an easy thing to do, because there was a lot of wounds. Kysaly wouldn't be gentle either, and would ensure that there was a lot of work done in a small amount of time to try to stop the bleeding. Nothing was pretty, and he would for sure need to go into a more intensive surgery once the bleeding stopped.

At his comment, Kysaly wasn't sure what to say to it. In his dying moments, he wanted to come back to see them? "Well, you doing that saved your life." They'd say with little to no emotion. "You shouldn't be so reckless. Whatever you really do during your freelance time, you need to make sure that you do it safely. A dead vigilante is not a good vigilante. Trust me." Kysaly wouldn't condone people getting in trouble or trying to be like a hero when they just weren't good enough.

After about twenty minutes, Kysaly would be able to wipe their brow and give a satisfied nod. "I think that's as good as it's going to get right now. I need to make sure that you stop bleeding before I try to do anything more." Moving for a moment, Kysaly would give him some morphine. "Just rest up, I'll watch you to make sure you're sleeping right." They'd take off their gown and gloves and place them in a waste bin.

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Kysaly Nobu

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[Nobu]

The duality of being Raiden and Nobu was often a point of conflict for the man. When that armor was on, he was a whole different person who used all the hate he had for his original mentor and channeled it into the villains he has turned to ash. Outside of the armor, he was just a charismatic guy who liked new experiences and keeping an eye on the people he cared about. There was solitude in both, but one was kinder than the other.

The armor cracked and he was exposed for the first time in years. It was thanks to Kysaly that he had a second chance at being Nobu and Raiden. He wasn't ready to re-evaluate who Raiden was on the streets, but he knew that they were right. "You know...I've been a bit reckless since becoming Raiden. I guess...consequences will come, no chance of outrunning them." After being successfully patched up, he knew that some proper rest was necessary.

It seems as if he was going to have the next week off. "My hero name was Nessaku. I actually had a bit of fame back in my hay-day. Made it almost to the end of Uni." He remembered how much stronger, faster and durable he was. How much more control he had over his quirk, which his body had a hard time supporting. "They nicknamed me Thunderclap because I had this move...y'know, a thunderclap. It made it really easy to take crooks out."

Playfully clapping his hands, he would sit up as the morphine began to kick in. This revealed the massive entry scar from when his mentor blasted him. "Thanks for fixing me up, Doc." He was taking it easy, but couldn't help but sit up so he could look Kysaly in the eye. Did they understand the predicament he was in? Were they worried about the fact that he was a vigilante?

"I'm sorry to put you in this position, Kys. I would not have left you like that if it wasn't an emergency and I...couldn't exactly say why at the time." In shame, he looked away and at his hands, rivets of lightning popping out in various places. "I don't regret it, to be clear. He would've...it would've been terrible. So I had to go. It made you a victim of suddenly being abandoned, so I promise..."

Reaching out, hoping Kysaly would come over and take his hand, there was this pleading sadness that only Nobu would carry. This is what Kysaly would see, a face that no normal bystander and certainly no villain would ever. "...I'll do anything to make it right." There wasn't a childish tone, Nobu was still firm in the way he spoke. He was being confident and blunt about his feelings, even as he expressed his guilt.

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Kysaly listened attentively, making sure to understand what was being said to them. It was a lot of information that they didn't really want to know, or need to know. They realized that in some sense, it was their justification for making what they did to Kysaly seem okay. Sure, they may have save someone, but it still didn't feel right to know these details about someone that they obviously didn't know.

They'd cross their arms, watching and trying to gauge if they even wanted to care about his sentiment. "I see." It was a lot to process, but it wasn't like Kysaly cared if they were a vigilante or not. "So you're a vigilante? I am as well." They would just shrug at the idea. "If you put me in danger then that's like everyone else that comes into my office. It's whatever." That was the danger of helping whoever needed it, of course.

As the hand was offered to them, they'd raise an eyebrow to it. Did they so easily want to let them in? No. They really didn't want to get hurt again. "I'm not going to let you go so easily if you do that shit again."

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Kysaly Nobu,

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[Nobu]

It was probably an inappropriate time to be revealing details about himself to Kysaly, but Nobu was pretty messed up. High off morphine, injured to all hell, there was a good intent there. His step was to be more honest with Kysaly, he owed them his life. Kysaly was mysterious in their own way, charming and full of goodness he only wished he had a fraction of. His hand dropped as Kysaly didn't take it, but definitely let him off easily.

"Then let's start over. I'll be honest with you. I'll be upfront." Turning his body to let his legs hand off the table, he held the sheet over his legs so that it didn't fall. He knew what it was like to feel abandoned, like his excitement raced ahead of him before he truly learned who someone was. It was what made his youth so chaotic and his corporate life so draining. Trust was supposed to be earned, not given. It was a rare commodity and not meant for charity.

"I won't endanger you. I know you're putting up a wall right now, and I don't blame you." He wouldn't make any grand gesture towards Kysaly, putting both hands in his lap and bowing as far as he could without agitating his injuries. "For how tonight turned out, I am truly sorry." Raising his head, he didn't think he was going to go anywhere for the night, so he chose his next words carefully.

"Kys, it takes real bravery to do what you just did." He didn't want to say it, but fighting so violently and without mercy was the cowardly approach to villains. He could do better, he just couldn't admit it. Sighing, he felt up his bandages and seethed in pain. "Could you do me a favor? Could you come check my shoulder again?" He gestured as blood began to soak through the bandage. It was expected, that wound was much heavier than the others.

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Of course Kysaly needed to put up a wall. There have been countless people that came come into their office, even into their business, to try to do things to them. It wasn't a pretty, picture perfect world, as many people really did want to do the worse things to you just for their own gains. In a way, Kysaly didn't see any differently about Nobu, as they had felt a bit used.

"You're a stupid asshole." They'd say plainly, looking them over and how injured they are. "You'd seriously be dead right now, and for what? To maybe help someone out? Even heroes aren't that dumb. You shouldn't try for a fight you can't win. You should, you know, have friends and people to help you, than to risk your life for someone else so easily." They'd huff out some air, frustrated. "It's like you don't care about yourself, and that's what scares me more than you ditching me. How am I supposed to want to be with someone that doesn't care if they live or not?"

With a grumble, they half-heartedly took the apology with a nod. Kysaly would then move over and start to rebandage them. "Stop fucking moving and you won't bleed as much." They'd gently bap him on the head, like he was some child. They tried their best to avoid touching him, just so that the pain wouldn't distract them from bandaging. "You should just sleep there. I know it's not comfortable, but I can't risk your stitches opening by you moving around too much."

Notes

ᓬ Hoodie and leggings.

Kysaly Nobu

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[Nobu]

The anger was expected, it was welcome. Nobu didn't want someone to just give him platitudes and buckle when they might feel a little bad. He didn't agree with the sentiment entirely, but he needed to let Kysaly be angry. Otherwise, how could they ever forgive him? It would be a foolish thing to expect not to be criticized because vigilantes were the most reckless of the bunch. Nobu wasn't naive to think he wasn't a danger, he just couldn't work under the normal principles of a hero.

After it was all said, he felt the need to provide context but not refute the end of their criticism. There was no refuting it, he has discarded his self-preservation in general. "For this person, I owed them. She's a friend and has a family. That is worth risking myself, because I don't have a lot of real friends. Even if she wasn't close, those kids were in danger. Me dying to ensure they didn't have their potential torn away from them tonight was worth it. I'm thirty, they're half my age, if not younger."

His tone wasn't combative, but he wanted Kysaly to understand where he was coming from. They didn't have to agree, but he didn't want them to misunderstand where his headspace was. "Response times on heroes will usually be worse than a friend's, in my experience." As Kysaly bapped his head, he giggled a little and looked down at them, enjoying their presence being so close and remembering the kiss that gave him a taste of what could be...or what could've been.

The ruse of his shoulder wound reopening was his own doing, as he simply wanted Kysaly to be closer again. There was something intoxicating about them, self-control saved him from it. "I have a goal, I'm not trying to get myself killed. But...I can't back down either." They were fair in their fears regarding his own self-preservation. If he was in a fight, it was to the death. Even if the odds were stacked against him, he would be that way. Reckless, to say the least.

"I felt something I hadn't felt in a long time tonight, Kys. I'll let you decide if you'll give me another chance. In the meantime...thank-you for letting me stay." He shifted to lay down after they would do what they needed, accidentally causing the sheet to drift off of their legs. Covering up, he looked at the ceiling in embarrassment. "I...don't want to reopen the stitches. Do you have something a bit more substantial to cover me?"

If there was something he would not regret if Kysaly gave him another shot, it was at least the opportunity to leave a good physical impression. There was the whole fear of losing someone to their own recklessness and them being a dangerous vigilante (yada-yada) but at least Kysaly knew he was hot (or so he thinks). The morphine was certainly kicking in at this point.

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[Kysaly]

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It was hard not to want or help when things were personal. If someone that Kysaly was close to had something like that happen to them, they weren't sure they would act any differently. They'd bite on their lip, realizing that it wasn't just because they didn't want to be around Kysaly. "It was good what you did, but..." They hated the feeling of knowing that they let him in so easily. They couldn't say that though, so instead they just sighed in a disappointing manner.

As the sheet fell off, Kysaly would avert their face and move over to their couch to grab a blanket. "Here." Kind of throwing it on them, they weren't going to tuck him in even if he was injured.

"You can stay here for the night. I'll make you breakfast in the morning." Realizing that it could be taken out of context, they would quickly turn towards him fully to correct themselves. "B-Because you're injured! Nothing else!"

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[Nobu]

Nobu saw that Kysaly was conflicted and knew that the reason he left finally clicked. The emotions of a particularly frustrating or worrying situation often brought out the selfishness of a person, but it wasn't them being bad. No, it was obvious that there was more to their bond than originally anticipated. What was originally Nobu's piqued interest in such a unique person and him simply being charismatic became energy that he hadn't felt in a long time.

They really did need to get to know each other, but Kysaly was just as charismatic as he was. The recklessness of adults with needs matched the recklessness of ignorant kids at times, they just were able to take a step back and look at things for what they were. "I know. You don't have to say it, I respect that you didn't just blindly agree with me or my actions." As they brought him a blanket and mentioned breakfast, he perked up.

"Oh, this is NOT what I had in mind when I wanted you to make me morning coffee..." Being light-hearted, he hoped that Kysaly would soften up. Part of him wanted them to sleep next to him for the comfort, but maybe that was a bit much. There was a lot to process, which made for perfect morning conversation. How was he going to leave in the morning without clothes? "If I Yenmo the money to you...do you think you could grab me some clothes tomorrow?"

Turning his head towards them, there was a cheeky grin on his face. "Or will I just have to suffer here as a naked Adonis for you for the day?" It was a bit of fun for him, as he was basically asking for Kysaly to scold him at this point. He enjoyed it, it just showed that Kysaly had strong character to not be so shy all the time.

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They'd blush even more and realize that even in all that pain, Nobu was still interested in them. "Shut up, or you'll wake up with hot coffee on your face." A pout later, they'd move over to the couch which was perhaps only a few meters away from the table. "I have clothes you weirdo, but again, putting anything on your will just make it worse right now. I ran out of gowns, so that blanket will have to do until I'm sure your stitches are a least a bit more secure." Getting comfy in the couch, they'd curl up like some cat and blink in tiredness. "I'll be here so yell if you need anything, I sleep light." S small smile, before they'd start to slowly fade to sleep.

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[Nobu]

It might not have been the night he anticipated, but it was still a victory for Nobu. The fantasy he originally felt casting over his dangerous life was shattered, but the reality couldn't have bore sweeter fruits for him to pursue. They knew each other more, Kysaly becoming more intriguing than before and being someone that he can truly see as good. There needed to be more of the sweet amethyst doctor, not just for the coffee and customer service but the medical expertise.

What a package! While he contended with his own personal feelings about his vigilante life, he knew now that Kysaly wasn't just any other person. He wouldn't have to lie to himself or them, and maybe someone more critical could help rein him in. Those thoughts are what guided him to sleep, despite the dulled pain. In the morning, he would feel his eyes opening and looked over to see Kysaly wasn't at the couch.

"Kys?" He called out, feeling stiff as ever from his wounds. The pain was there, though still dulled from his body being numb from so much of it. Nobu could only wonder what sleep did to their thoughts. He was worried that they'd decide after-all to shut him out, he didn't want that. Nobu wanted Kysaly, which they probably noticed while he was asleep and also something he'd make apparent.

Of course, emotionally. Nobu mumbled Kysaly's name due to his dreams.

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