As they walked near one another the young woman followed quietly behind her feline counterpart. Subtle flinches would be given to any male that came by, a habit of hers that simply could not be helped. Her head was tilted down slightly her curtain of golden-brown locks shielding the left side of her mutilated face. Blue-grey eyes shifted upwards when she noticed the familiar figure ahead of her start to turn around rapidly. Feeling his long fingers snake around her wrist, she let out a tiny gasp of shock, as he jerked her forward. Moving her feet quickly she followed him as his grip and arm pulled her to his side. Her shoulder would brush up against the side of his arm as her lithe small frame neatly fit into place along his own thin yet toned frame. Instantly she felt at ease walking at his side, grateful that he was keeping himself between the other males that passed by them. As they neared the West she noticed how he began to allow himself to show a little bit. She felt his tail smack at her lightly and she couldn't help but playfully bat at it back towards him. Her head would lift some as she noticed the black ears peaking from his shaggy ebony hair. A small grin appeared as she tentatively reached for his ears scratching the back of them, her cheeks blushing as a silently chuckle came from the girl, delighted to see his ears flicker back and forth. As they entered the warehouse she would continue heading for the stairs unbothered as the automatic lights began to flash on. As she positioned herself to sit on the countertop she waited patiently for the boy to place himself closer in front of her, the countertop height providing her better access to apply the medical cream to his neck. As he angled his neck she would give him a small smile unfazed by his resenting comment. As she began to apply the cream he would feel a sudden coldness at his tanned raw skin and when he flinched away she quickly brought her hand closer to her in fear he would take a bite again. His inquiry only brought her to bring her other hand and gently grab one of the loops in his jeans as she gently pulled him closer, bringing her other hand with the cream to place along his neck, muttering softly.

"You have the cream...to make it not scratchy anymore."

Softly she hummed the same soft tune she had done the last time. The boy would feel the cold cream against his itching flesh once more, but a sudden feeling of numbness began to occur. Her hand that was held his belt loop would loosen as she moved it to reach for the blue tube at her side. As he began to dig through the first aid kit Raven would not scold him. She was rather pleased to see he was far more interested in figuring out what was in the box than taking a piece of her hand again. Gently her nimble fingers would continue to stroke along his neck, leaving the cream around his collar and underneath his collar. Every now and then she would reapply the cream on her fingers gently stroking his itchy dark toned skin. It was evident that he had been scratching at it and the flesh was so very raw with the constant red scratch marks she saw. The cream would begin to settle into his skin, bringing with it a cool numbing sensation. The need to scratch at his collar would be gone if only for a few hours. Every now and then she would have to lean a little bit closer towards him, being careful not to lean so heavily on his chest as she reached around his shoulders to stroke gently at the back of his neck. As soon as she was done she would slowly move herself away from him, grabbing a washcloth nearby wiping her hands clean as she grinned at him.

"How does it feel, better, not feeling scratchy anymore?"

Her eyes would shift downward as she noticed the boy looking and picking up the pair of scissors from her first aid kit. A weary look was given to the boy as he began to pick up the scissors. She would remain sitting on the countertop as she closed the cap of the blue bottle and placed it back inside the box. Looking back at the boy she would extend her hand, outstretched palm providing the gesture that she would like to have the sharp object. Her tone soft as she slowly slipped the words from her pink lips hoping he'd understand and would be willing to follow her plea.

"Those are scissors. You cut things with them, but you must not run with them, you could hurt yourself. May I have the scissors? I'll give them back, I promise."

Her other hand would lift upwards creating the cross mark across her chest and sealing it with a small smile. Her promises were never one-off. Always she was true to her word and he had no reason to doubt her. She had promised him 7 favors and so far he had only used one and even then, she followed through her promise. As soon as it was placed in her hand she would turn it around, folding her fingers through the holes as she turned around to grab a piece of paper towel. Holding the paper towel out she would bring her other hand around and start to cut the paper.

"See...I can cut things with them. Would you like to try and cut this paper?"

Laying the half cut paper towel on her other side, she would take the pair of scissors and place it back in her open palmed hand and stretched it out towards him to take it back. Always true to her word.

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven