A Teacher and A Flame

"Don't worry. I don't plan on it. I could probably fix that arm of yours if I had the time.".... "There. I'm done."

She looked at him now her vision back to normal, she sat on the chair in front of his desk taking a pile of papers and going through them with her not broken hand. She signed wavers and junk, she soon finished a good half of the pile. She had dealt with this stuff so much she already knew what was needed and what wasn't. She supposed this was being nice to him. But she didn't say a word while doing it, neither did she look mad.

She almost wished she could get to know him more, she whacked herself mentally. She realized this was being nice but he had just helped her, the least she could do is help him. Even if it was his fault she was ill, she had forgiven him but still she said no words to him. She prefered to work to show her thanks instead of just saying it so impersonally. The truth was her heart was racing for another reason, she supposed it was obivious she liked him somewhat. But she wasn't going to admit it for her own heart's sake. Especially with Darci still alive.

She continued to work on the papers, she didn't think he'd get uncomfortable and leave. "Uh.. Thanks.. for... um.." She noted his uncomfortableness. She felt a little panic in her heart, did he like her somewhat?! She finished the papers quickly. "I"m sorry if I've caused you any uncomfortableness." She said immediately standing after his papers were finished. She moved to the door past him. "I'll leave you in peace." She said moving past him walking towards the outside door.

"I've got some other stuff to do."

She sighed, continueing on. She needed to stop letting stupid thoughts of his strong handsomeness. Or his had against her face, or his hand on her neck. She pinched herself for even thinking about him again, she was losing it. She needed to become numb again, she needed to hate him. She needed to beat him, this was the only way she'd be able to protect herself from him and falling in love. She smiled in satisfaction of the idea.

Claira had been on a walk, she had sucessfully put her girlish thoughts out of her head. She walked in the forest trying to relax from her long day's work when she noticed a bloody body laying on the ground. Upon closer examination she found it was the handsome teacher who made her heart race. She fought her inner emotions and knelt down beside him, "Your a complete and utter idiot! I don't know what you were doing, but for you to let this much damage happen was beyond stupid." She didn't let her eyes show the concern she felt for him. She looked at his wounds, examining that they were made through a fight. She looked at him her cold eyes melting, she grumbled. "Such a idiot." She took off her jacket ripping her sleeves off her blouse she wrapped it around the man's chest.

She then sighed, taking her blouse off, she had a second shirt underneath so it didn't make much of a difference. She took her blouse and used it to bandage his wounds. She looked at his eyes quickly before moving to his side that wasn't injured badly and slipping her arm underneath his to hold him up. She said no other words to him, the man was merely a person in need. She wasn't going to let him weasle into her heart. Though he was slowly winning room in her heart without her consent. She wasn't completely weak, she had a good amount of muscle that she could at least support his weight at the angle she did using leverage. She couldn't carry him, but she could try her best to get him to a hospital.

She looked at him concern filling her eyes, hearing him struggling to breath was making her actually feel for him. She saw his confusion and pain, she didn't want to see him in pain. Even if he was a idiot to have let himself get this hurt. She moved the hair from his eyes, "I need to see if your alive, it's stupid if I help you and you hide your pain and illness because your still a human with feelings." She said to him gently, almost caringly.

"Why.. Are you helping me?"

She didn't answer him, she only continued walking. She didn't know why she would help him, but she knew she couldn't sit there and watch him die. She walked keeping as much of his weight on her, she hadn't let a man this close since her fiance. Her eyes saddened slightly at the thought of it.

She looked at him more concerned, suddenly a idea popped in her head, it would make it easier on her if he was unconcious. Though she didn't know if putting him unconcious would be good for him health wise considering he was bleeding a lot. She sighed lightly, "Lean on me completely, I can support your weight. If you don't you'll only end up more injured and I'm helping you not to make you more injured so you could help by letting me do what I need to do." She held most of his weight, her cold heart melting slightly with concern, women had a soft spot for injured men. It was sad how this soft spot was making her act towards him. And her liking him only fueled it more.

"Even in a situation when I'd bleeding all over the forest floor, you still don't make any sense. All the same, I'm..Well.. indebted to you. Thank-you, Claira."

She was silent, no response to his words, unseen to him were tears welling in her eyes. She looked away slightly, she realized she had opened her heart to him. And if she got hurt, she'd never be able to make it. She didn't know why she had let her guard down for a second. She felt so lonely sometimes, even if she was in a crowded room. She never let anyone make a effect on her, a slight whimper came from her lips. Which she immediately covered with a cough, she thought about his hand against her neck before, and when he had her pinned.

She tried to force those images out of her mind, but she wasn't winning. She thought of her past boyfriend, how he had promised he'd never forget her. And then she found him with someone else, as if she had never existed. The pain throbbed inside her heart, she needed to get him to the hospital and get as far away as possible. She couldn't be near him, if she did she'd only end up hurt. She forced her eyes to go back to numb, she continued walking. "You should preserve your energy, talking will only cause you to bleed more." She said coldly.