niteo_logs | So blood loss can be fatal....who knew?

Okami ran through the streets as fast as his legs would carry him, clutching at his shoulder bag to keep it from jerking around annoyingly. A stitch was forming but he ignored it. There wasn't enough time to worry about that.

He rounded a corner and spotted them, momentary relief washing over him. This place had witnessed enough death, it didn't need more tainting it. He took a deep breath, raising his voice, "Uzumaki-kun!" He tried to keep a hint of kindness in his voice, scaring the boy more than he already was wouldn't help.

He stopped next to him, removing his bag and setting it on the ground besides him. His heart stopped when he saw Sasuke. He grasped Sasuke's wrist gingerly, feeling for a pulse and letting out a relieved sigh, "We need to hurry..."

Yoruichi didn't bother with answering back. The moment she heard where they were her communicator was tucked into her obi, and she grabbed her zanpakutou. Bothering with stairs seemed a little to time consuming, even if she could scale them in a matter of seconds, they were seconds she didn't know if she had or not. She took then next best choice, all but diving out the window, landing on her feet on the ground below, a flutter of black, white, and orange.

The moment her food landed on the ground she pushed off, a flicker of shunpo propelling her forward, almost disappearing from existence, appearing far ahead of where she had been to begin with.

She found them with relatively little difficulty, that last flicker of shunpo leaving her at their side in a flash. She stopped and assessed the situation as she knelt down next to them. He was so pale, and thoughts raced through he mind as to why. She wasn't a medic -hadn't she said this once?- but she had answered anyways. She didn't particularity like seeing people die when there might have been something she could have done.

"What happened to him, do you know?" she looked back and forth between the other two.

Okami glanced at her for a moment before shaking his head slowly, "He's lost a lot of blood..." He shifted, still holding onto Sasuke's wrist as he opened his bag with his free hand, taking out the roots and packets of blood he'd taken from his little trip to the hospital.

He laid the packets out on his bag carefully and set the roots on his lap, passing his hand over them, cleaning them with magick, a gentle ripple of the energy escaping into the air, passing over them in a warm wave. He held one up, "This will help him produce blood, we need to give it to him after the transfusion..." He held up another, "This will help purify his blood...I didn't know what type he was so...I grabbed as much O Negative blood as I could carry..."

He looked around, "I don't really want to do a transfusion here but...it'd be bad if we move him in this state..." He turned to Yoruichi, "Please, can you hold him still for me?"

Naruto glanced up at them as they arrived but otherwise gave no acknowledgment. He was still working on Sasuke's breathing, but backed off when Okami got to work. In response to Yoruichi's question he shook his head. "I don't know what happened. I saw a video of him beat up and I came to help."

He turned his attention to Okami. "What can I do?"

Okami smiled at him gently, "You could hold his hand. He's not conscious so he may not feel anything, but I don't want to risk him jerking awake in the middle of the transfusion, it'll just cause him more discomfort." He shifted, lifting up one of the packets and slapping it, "If he does start to wake up, talk to him. He may be confused when he comes to, maybe violent if he has enough strength to muster it."

He took a deep breath, setting aside the herbs and grasping Sasuke by the elbow, pressing his thumb into the bend. A shiver ran down his spine. Blood magick always left a sour taste in his mouth, even if it was to save someone's life...

He shook off the feeling, concentrating on the contents of the packet and the vein under his thumb, coaxing the blood transfer with a small jolt of magick. The packet drained slowly.

"Uh, right. But what should I say?" He followed Okami's instructions and grasped Sasuke's hand with his own. It was a little embarrassing and Naruto wished-not of the first time-that Sakura was with them. She would be overjoyed to hold Sasuke's hand and help heal him.

More importantly she'd be more help in this situation then he would. He watched Okami work and hoped whatever he was doing would help the Uchiha. But the medic seems sure of himself so it's better then nothing.

Okami laughed gently, almost strained as he opened one eye, looking at him for a moment, his eyes flickering violet, "Just...say anything...it doesn't matter, he just needs to hear a familiar voice. It'll help let him know that he's safe...transfusions can be a difficult process and it can put a strain on his body. I don't need him fighting against me now, he'll just end up hurting himself."

He took a shaking breath, tossing the empty packet aside and picking up a second, slapping it lightly and starting up the transfusion again. "I'm surprise that he's held on this long..." He smiled, "He must have a strong will to live..."

She had moved, just so she was sitting at Sasuke's knees, dark hands resting against his legs. She would hold him down as asked, but while he was unconscious there was little to do, so the light pressure if her fingertips was enough for the moment.

Yoruichi watched, almost transfixed, she hadn't seen anything of the sort before, healing kidou was drastically different. This was a whole different kind of technique, and it laced her eyes with curiosity.

"If he wakes and does try to fight against you, I can hold him down. It won't be pleasant, but it'll keep him down."

Okami nodded slowly, keeping his eyes closed as he worked the blood into Sasuke carefully, "...Just do what you see fit to keep him still...if he does wake up." He smiled slightly, "Bruises are easy enough to heal..."

He drained the second packet, fighting off the shiver that rolled down his spine. He could taste the blood as it passed through his own body, a thick, metallic sting in the back of his throat. He frowned slightly, tossing the packet next to the first and picking up a third bag. He was starting to get dizzy but he could keep going until the job was finished.

He worked on the third packet, opening an eye to check on Sasuke's progress and to see how Naruto and Yoruichi were handling the situation.

"Even if he did wake up I don't think he'd be able to put up much of a struggle. Of course he's stubborn enough to try but he'd be pretty weak." But if worse came to worse Naruto hoped a good knock to the head would put Sasuke back under. Besides, the Uchiha deserved it so it would be killing two birds with one stone.

Naruto payed close attention to Sasuke's face, watching for any twitches that might let him know Sasuke was coming to.

Okami drained the third packet, tossing it aside, trying to keep his hand steady as he grasped the last packet and forcing a smile, "He's...starting to look a little better, wouldn't you say...?"

It was true, he was. Color was finally starting to come back into his cheeks and he looked a lot less dead compared to how he looked when Naruto found him. "Yeah, he does. So how long do you think he'll be out for?" Because Naruto knew enough to know that no one losses that much blood and just gets up with no problem.

He sighed softly, shaking his head, "It's hard to tell...a normal person would have died from losing that much blood...it's a miracle that he held on long enough for me to get the blood from the hospital. We're going to need to move him to a bed after this...and try to feed him the herbs, it'll help the process but in the end, it'll be up to him how long he stays in bed..."

Okami smiled at him gently, "That he survived this long is a good sign...he's already getting colour back in his skin so I'm sure he'll be running around again in no time, maybe not at top speed but..." He looked at the remaining packet in his hand, almost half empty, "He should at least stay in bed for a few days, but I doubt that will happen..."

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