Chapter 6 - Healing Hands

Michalengelo woke up from what felt like a lifelong dream.

He was laying on a medical bed in the Dojo's Infirmary.

And his jaw was hurting...

Badly.

"Oh, you're finally awake" Said a small, feminine voice.

"Oh it's just you, Yua"

The girl Yua, Xu-Sensei's granddaughter , was a small petite girl with light brown eyes, rosey cheeks and long straight, naturally coloured sakura coloured hair. Yua was the Dojo's resident nurse, despite her young her age. She was 16 years old, as old as the other students of the Dojo, but Xu-Sensei had placed enough trust in her healing prowess to make her the sole nurse.

"I'm here to give you a checkup"

"Do I really need a checkup?"

"After seeing how you landed on your face, I'd say you need a check up"

"W-wait you saw that!?" Said Mikey, his face turning red due to the embarrassment

"Don't worry, I didn't laugh at you too much" Said Yua, suppressing a giggle

"Ughh, let's get this done" Said Mikey, his face having fully having turned red

"OK then. Please untie your Gi"

Mikey complied with Yua's order, unfastening his White Gi and letting it fall onto the bed he layed on, revealing his black undershirt. "Let's start with your arms" Said Yua as she prepared her various ointments and medical instruments. Mikey stretched out his arms, letting the bruises that covered them be visible to Yua. "We'll start by applying Arnica oil onto your bruises, in order to numb the pain" Yua Said, as she poured arnica oil onto cotton balls. "Is this gonna hurt?" Said Mikey bracing himself for the inevitable sting. "Not that much" Said Yua in an attempt to offer comfort to Mikey. He knew that she was lying.But it still gave him solace that she did try to make him feel better even if only mentally, it had not hurt all of those other dozens of times where she treated his cuts and bruises, given to him by Donatello and his "friends".

In truth. The people that Donatello said were his friends were in fact just cronies. Cronies that he used to bully and torment all other students of the Dojo. Mikey hated that the person who was his best friend no more than a year ago, had decided to use his newly found power to supress the very people he used to laugh and talk with. He hated that he couldn't do a thing about it, he was physically strong but couldn't use Zantetsu- the one thing that Donatello lauded over everyone who ever went against him-

"I'm done"

"W-wait what?"

"I said that I'm done" said Yua as she threw the used cotton balls into a nearby medical bin.

"How did I get through that?" Said Mikey, looking at the oil now applied onto his arms.

"You seemed lost in thoughts. So I tried my best not to disturb you"

"So... are we done yet?"

"Not Yet. You've got a minor fracture in your jaw"

"Can't that heal on its own?"

"It can... In four to eight weeks"

"That's not THAT long"

"But I can heal you now, Mikey"

"Using that exhausts you badly"

"I'll use it if it helps you"

Sigh!

"Okay Yua. Just please don't exhaust yourself too much"

...

Yua reached for Mikey's face gently placing her hands on his cheeks. Mikey was visibly embarrassed at the sheer proximity. Yua was laser focused, so much that, she failed to notice the blatant redness of Mikey's face.

ZANTETSU ART: Healing Hands of the Lonely Priestess

A pale yellow light emanated from Yua's hands and covered Mikey's face. "Y-You can stop now" Mikey nervously said, his sight being blocked by the light. Yua didn't respond, and Mikey knew what that meant. She had lost control of her Zantetsu once more.

Yua's Zantetsu Art was one of the most sought after in the world, due to its sheer rarity. The few people that had the luck to awaken it were able to fully heal any injury on anyone. But, Yua had a problem. Anytime she used her Zantetsu- even for a short time- it would begin to overwhelm her body, forcing her to pour in all of her Zantetsu into the person she was healing. This would in turn fully heal whoever she was trying to treat, but would cause her to enter into a severe state of exhaustion

"Yua! Snap out of It!"

"..."

"Yua! Please!"

"I-"

Mikey grabbed both of Yua's arms and pulled her into an embrace.

The Yellow light faded as Yua regained her senses.

...

[Yua's Pov]

Yua sat on the medical bed, held tightly by her longtime friend Michalengelo. It had been a long time since someone other than her grandfather ,Xu-Sensei, hugged her this tight. She liked the warm feeling it stirred up inside of her. She liked that this hug made her feel less lonely. She rested her head on Mikey's chest, exhaustion coming over her.

"i-I hope y-you're feeling better Mikey" she weakly said, quickly falling asleep thereafter.

[End of Pov]

...

Mikey sat there in the Infirmary, with a sleepy Yua wrapped around his arms. He feared that making any sudden movements would jolt her awake. So he sat there, watching her sleep calmly in his arms. He liked the feeling of having someone need him, of having someone to protect.

"Yua, I think you're kind cu-

"Y'know she wouldn't have tired herself out if you weren't so weak" Said a familiar voice

"Cyrus... what do you want?"

Cyrus stood besides Mikey's medical bed, looking as identical to Mikey as he did yesterday and the day before that. If Yua was awake she could reasonably mistaken them for identical twins, barring the fact that Cyrus had midnight black skin and Pale white eyes and hair.

"I want to state the obvious to you, numbnuts"

"WHAT. DO. YOU. WANT?" Said Michalengelo, trying to be as assertive as possible without waking up Yua

"If you hadn't gotten your ass handed to you so badly by Donatello, she wouldn't have had to heal your sorry ass"

"Leave me alone, Cyrus"

"You know I'm right, Peabrain. You're a weakling that's a burden on everyone you breath around"

"LEAVE" Said Mikey, anger spilling through to his voice

"Tskk Tskk. You still can't accept the truth, Mikey. Looks like you'll always be a smooth brain monkey"

"..."

"But that's okay, that's why you have me! I'll fix your lousy attitude someday. Later loser"

Cyrus flicked Mikey's forehead and then vanished.

Mikey thought about Cyrus. Thought about how he often questioned how he was be able to blur the lines of reality and fiction to him. Thought about he always appeared and disappeared like he were a ghost. Thought about how he always questioned if he were real or not. "Cyrus is a jer-

The Door to the Infirmary opened.

"Mikey... what are you doing?" A new voice questioned him

End of Chapter 6.