Let The Blood Flow

[Xx EcHo xX]

Ilyana's face felt heated beyond belief. Her throat burned and her eyes felt like someone had stuck a needle in them. But only when she opened her lids. She breathed in and out slowly trying not to agitate her throat anymore than she had to. The doctor had been in the room a few minutes ago to ask her a series of long questions that got him no where in the long run. She hated him for making her rasp out words that weren't needed. Ily placed her long fingers along her jaw and rubbed them in small circular motions to ease the pain.

She remembered little of her ride here to the hospital. She remembered the trails and Rey. She remembered the albino. Then she remembered nothing at all. Breathing aj little heavier she pulled her body up to a sitting postion and pulled the trash can that wasn't marked with a biohazard sign towards her. She hated how her breath smelled and the way it burned her throat afterwards, but she also knew that in order to get better she had to be sick. Not the best idea, but an idea all the same.

Her tongue tasted disgusting in her mouth and she clenched her teeth tightly. Laying back against the rough white paper she rustled around into a comfortable postion for her. Staring at the veins in her tanned eyelids she found a peace and slowly drifted off to sleep until the doctor came back in to see her. Maybe he wouldn't ask questions this time?

[Desert]

The two Contaros' entered the room in silence. Dr. Dimonte Contaro had just gotton back from his break just to hear that he had a patient. One of his doctors said that he'd asked her some questions and the famous Dr. C. almost exploded in fury. He screamed in his comrades face that you shouldn't ask questions to someone who can barely talk. His son Andre was there to watch his father's hilarious outrage. That one doctor was knew to the whole thing and had already gotton a beating from another Contaro, probably the most violent of them all. Sawyer.

Sawyer hated doctors, and hospitals, and when the doc happened to walk in on him and his girlfriend. Sawyer was FURIOUS! You could teel by the three remaining scratch marks across the man's right eye, sealing the eye shut. That was Sawyer's target, the eyes. Seeing the oldest child angry was quite a sight to see. He fought like an animal, really!

The wise doctor closed the door gently and walked over to the patient. At first, Andre didn't reconize the beautiful creature laying there. His focus was on his father, whose face was slowly relaxing. Placing his tan hand on her shoulder. "Don't mean to wake you miss." he whispered softly "I have some good news."

There was a contented sigh from the other end of the room. The darkest corner. "So, she'll be alright Dimonte-sama?" a soft voice asked. "Yes, thanks to you Yuiki. I'm afraid she probably wouldn't have lasted long out in that cold. You got her here right on time. Thank you." he said to the young woman avoiding the light.

Purple eyes lifted and white teeth, matching skin and hair showed. "I'm glad." she whispered. Yuiki was a friend of the Contaro family. She'd been a patient of Dimonte for a while now. While he studied her albinism and worked on helping her control her blinds spots. She had been offered a place to stay in the family's mansion and she had accepted, and in return. Offering her assistance in the housework for little pay. Still, she made a decent amount of money. And when you're working for billionaires, that's bound to happen.

That's right. The Contaro family had a reputation. And a good one. Every person in the family was famous for something. Dimonte with his medical work, Sawyer with his....Sawyerness. Evean for her riding, mum for her military work. Then they had the aunts and uncles. Famous singers, dancers, actors, fashion designers. All that jazz.

"You can go home now if you wish." the doctor said turning to gaze at the slightly older woman. She stood and nodded. Her eyes squeezed into slits. Dad then handed her a paire of sunglasses which she quickly put on. "Keep them. Don't strain your eyes." he said then turning to Andre "You want to go home too, Andre?" he asked.

"And face Sawyer's wrath, no way." the silver eyed man shook his head rapidly. Andre valued his life too much to go home. Sawyer had finally been forced into therapy for a gun shot wound and he wasn't happy with that. AT ALL! Home was like a murder scene. The thought made Andre shudder.

"Can't take on a blind man? Wimp." his adoptive father then poked him in the ribs. "S'not like you can fight him!" Andre hissed under his breath, making his father laugh quietly. "I can kick Sawyer's ass any day of the week." when the time was right....Dimonte had quite the bad mouth, but he only cursed around him family and knocked out patients...And people who were about to get hurt.

Then he looked down at the young woman laying there and his heart stopped. "Ilyana?"

[Xx EcHo xX]

Ilyana was resting but that didn't stop her from listening to the door smoothly open and close behind what she guessed was the doctor. Her breath was a little less ragged now and could actually she hear quiet footsteps crossing over to her. She closed her mouth and licked her dry lips before opening her eyes to the confident hand that lay on her shoulder. The voice that followed was calm and collected and it spoke gentle tones.And she found her voice to answer.

"Dr. Contaro."

She fumbled around for some words after he told her he had some good news. But her eyes gazed across the room to the person he addressed next. It was the albino. Her eyes were nothing less that a shocking violet, and her skin as smooth and white as she remembered so faintly from the trail. Yuiki was her name. She heard Dr. Contaro utter it in his smooth doctor-like voice. He unnerved her with his placidness, but she felt as though he had a temper dwelling just like the rest of his children.

Ily closed her eyes and let Yuiki and the Doctor talk and breathed in heavily trying to clear her airways. And she smelled him. It was the scent that made her heart beat faster and made her head spin. No.. Not now. Ugh. How in the world..? Why was he here in this room with her? She felt her cheeks flame under her lashes as he joked around with his father about Sawyer. She had never had the chance to meet him, but the stories she had overheard were likeable enough. Ilyana knew exactly when he had noticed who she was. He said her name. That sweet silver-eyed boy said her name. And so she said his back.

"Andre."

She had no question in her mind that it was indeed him, so she did not speak it as so. She stated it clearly in a raspy voice. Ilyana was embarrassed at the state she was in, but nevertheless she was in it. Glancing up at him she caught his silver eyes and gave him a variation of a crooked grin.

God. Her throat hurt so terribly. She suddenly remembered who had saved her and brought her here. Ilyana shifted her gazed back over to Yuiki.

"I thank you for this, Yuiki." Her accent was almost gone now. She could hardly tell that she had ever been Cuban. She hated that. She missed the warm weather and the beaches. It was always only extremes here, wasn't it? She looked back over to Dr. Contaro and coughed a little.

"What is this good news you have for me, Dr.?"

Tags-- Dr. Contaro, Ilyana, Yuiki, Andre
Muse-- Flowin' like a frozen river. :/
Word Count-- No clue, My love.
Notes-- I'm tired of winter.
Music-- Imogen Heap (Hide and Seek)