After the slice and dice (Blair)

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob sat on the edge of his hospital bed gazing at his vest. The old piece of clothing was no even more tattered than usual. The grey had turned to blood red, stains that would need more than bleach and a potion to pull out.

The boys back was much worse though, as it looked like a small animal had popped out of his spine, and then sealed up once more. He looked at the mirrors he had set up and began to cry.

[Blair Smith]

Blair walked to the hospital wing as fast as she could, the heels to her knee high, black boots clicking angrily with each step she took. She had heard the rumors all day. 'Did you hear? James Potter and that Stevenson kid got into a fight, and James killed the other one!' 'James Potter almost killed this 6th year hufflepuff in front of the Gryffindor Common Room' 'I didn't think Potter had the guts to take on the huge Stevenson kid.' She knew Jakob wasn't dead, they would have been informed of that, but how badly was he hurt?

She slowly opened the door, and let out a sob at the sight she saw. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, and he was crying. She walked over to him and stopped, standing in front of him. She lifted her hand up to his head, and ran her pale, slender fingers through his blonde hair. "Oh, Jakob." She said quietly, starting to cry and continuing to stroke his hair. James Potter was dead, she would personally kill him. Why would he do this?

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob heard her heals as she walked in, he knew who it was her step was memorable. He looked up hearing her sobs, her fingers were icy, no doubt it was cold out. He glaced at the window for the first time in hours. "my eyes look like glass or something don't they?" His eyes did have an ice glow to them, which explained the frost on the window, or vice versa.

Jakob sat up tall trying to hide the scars from her. He didn't need her crying over something that he was going through; it made him feel selfish. He put his back to the wall, tears welling up from the pain.

[Blair Smith]

She watched Jakob try to hide it from her, the nasty scars that Potter had given him, but she caught a glance before he backed up against the wall, and she gasped. "Your eyes are fine Jakob, but your back isn't." She pried him away from the wall gently, seeing how each touch pained him by looking at his eyes. She gasped again, and her eyes narrowed.

"He did this to you? James Potter, that spineless little wimp? What started the fight? Why did he do it?" She wanted to wrap her arms around his waist, to give him comfort, but that was impossible to do without putting him in pain by touching the scar. So she kissed him gently on this cheek, and her tears spilled onto his face. Blair sat on his lap, cuddled up to his bare chest, and whispered softly. "I'll kill him."

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob frowned, as he held her. She wanted to kill Potter, probably much worse than just that. He held up his hand to her cheek, cleaning away her tears. His arms held her in a strong hold, trying to warm her up and take away some anger. She was so full of anger, so ready to start a war.

"calm down love I know you hate him but you need to chill out. I'm the one in pain not you." The boy kissed her cheek. The look in his eyes and his tone explained that it was indeed James fault for one thing. "he made fun of you, and me, so I poked back, and I got sliced up for it"

[Blair Smith]

"I know your in pain. I'm sorry." She continued to lay on his chest, (which she had just noticed was very, VERY nice,) and her anger slowly seeped out, turning to worry.

She turned to him, lifting her head off his chest, and looked up at his face. "Are you sure you're okay? Your not in pain? Do you need anything? Did that young nurse actually give you some medicine, or did she just flirt with you?" She put arms around his neck and sighed, putting her head back on his chest. "And one more question. Why did it take you getting sliced open for me to see that you have the best body I've ever seen?"

[Jakob Stevenson]

"honestly no I'm not fine, I'm in a tremendous ammount of pain. I actualy want to cry just by sitting here, but this is nothing like before I had the medicine given. The nurse did feel me up when she checking my lungs though" he rubbed her shoulder lightly, his lips on her cheek.

When she asked about his body Jakob began to laugh heartily. "That is the most fantastic question I've ever been asked. You can see my chest whenever you want." his hand brought one of hers so that she could feel his heart beat

[Blair Smith]

Blair's eyes turned to glare at the little nurses room, where the door was shut. "She better keep her hands off my man, otherwise I'll just have to report her for sexual harassment." She leaned up to kiss him on the lips, then she laid her head on his shoulder and whispered into his neck. "I'm sorry your in pain. I wish I could help."

She removed her arms from his neck, and leaned back to trail her pointer finger down his chest and his stomach. She laughed and put her arms back around his neck, leaning in to kiss him again. "I might just have to take you up on that offer. I don't know if anyone has ever told you this before, but you are sexy, Jakob. Your turning me on right now." She was joking around to take his mind off the pain, but she wasn't really lying. It was all truth.

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob laughed, as the old nurse who was on duty peeked out. She rolled her eyes and shut the door again. "relax she didn't feel me up, and neither did the other nurse. I'm really not as bad as you'd think" Jakob lied. Her lips felt so natraul against his.

When she stroked his chest he shivered lightly. To be perfectly honest she was the first girl to his chest in years, let alone touch it. "No they have not, considering I don't let most people see me without that tattered rag on" he pointed at his deformed vest, frowning as he was reminded of his scars. He let his hands slide from arms to her waist, making sure she didn't fall back

[Blair Smith]

Blair glanced at his vest, grimacing, because it reminded her of his scars, too. She laid her head back on his chest, and sighed, closing her eyes. She laid there for a few minutes, loving the feeling of just being held by Jakob. Being with him just felt.. right. She didn't care what her friends would think, she just wanted to be with him forever.

She looked up at him after five minutes, and smiled. "So I'm the only girl that knows what you look like under that vest?" She asked, the playfulness in her voice meant to tease, but underneath, she really wanted to know.

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob squessed her arm as she joked about his body. He looked away playfully, pretending to actualy think about it. "Well unless you count my family, your the only one who knows that I have a chest like this" he rubbed his nose to hers. Was she really this excited by his body? Either way it was taking his mind off the pain well enough. Screw the social order, it wouldn't really matter what happened two years from now.

"make you a deal, next time you wanna see me /vest/less I get to see you topless?" His voice showed that he was just kidding around, but he wouldn't have minded if she did agree. His fingers dug into her side, gripping her waist.

[Blair Smith]

Blair could tell by the tone of Jakob's voice that he was joking, but she pondered the question anyway. "You know, I might just have to give in to that deal. But I guess I'll just have to enjoy today, for now." She turned her body so that she was completely facing him, and she tightened her arms around his neck, kissing him harder then she had before.

Keeping her lips against his, she thought about their relationship. She really would agree to that deal, farther along in their relationship. Despite what people said about her, she was no whore - she was still a virgin, heck, no guy had even seen her topless. But she thought, even hoped, that that would change with Jakob.

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob kissed her back, grimacing as her hands grazed his scar. He shivered lightly in pain, wishing the potion would work better. When she pulled away Jakob stared at her then looked down at her chest. He raised an eyebrow at her wondering if she really would take off her top for him.

The norseboys hand slid past along her face, then began to play with her hair. He stared into her eyes, the look was as though he was staring straight to her soul. He didn't want to calculate what was in that head, he'd try and find out first hand, no rumors or anything like that. She just seemed so sweet, and to care about him.

[Blair Smith]

Blair watched him grimace in pain, and she undid her arms from around his neck, frowning at him. "I'm sorry. I hurt you. I'm so sorry." She pulled herself off his lap, and sat down next to him instead. She grabbed his hand, intwining it in hers and holding it on her lap, but she was afraid anymore contact would hurt him.

"Are you sure you don't need anymore potion? I'm sure I could go ask the nurse for some. I don't want you to be in pain." She still frowned at him, worried about his pain. She didn't want him to be in pain, she wanted him to be happy.

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob chuckled lightly kissing her cheek. " Thats really sweet of you love but if i took anymore of that potion my blood would start clotting inside my veins as well as the ones that were bleeding earlier." The icy eyes stared down at the sheets, filled with the fear that he would be stuck with large burn wound looking scars on his back. His head shook and he smiled at her once more, happy to be at her side.

His hand have hers a squeze, he really had been in worse shape before. He twisted his head to the side hearing it pop lightly. "So how are we going to find a place where we can both be shirtless and makeout?" Jakob joked, making sure no one else was around to hear. The doors were closed, and he was decently sure noone was hiding under a bed.