#but the dry food is on auto and i didn't know that

[ryanthedemiboy]

Was wondering why I owed $1300 on my credit cards. I forgot I paid medical bills and bought cat food 😭

[boreal-sea]

Moving updates:

Packing, Day 4 (though technically I began packing things as early as May).

The U-Box was successfully finished and taken away yesterday, and I took the car to the mechanic to see if it needed anything. I'd suspected it might need new brake pads since according to the mileage it's WAY past due. That was expensive, but now I know my brakes won't fail half way across the country lol.

I didn't actually do a whole lot yesterday other than loading one item into the U-Box and getting my car fixed, but I was exhausted after 2 days of lifting, loading, and packing. I also knew I had all of today to keep working, so I gave myself a bit of a break.

Today I started bright and early at around 8am, and got the rest of the living room stuff collected. I also picked up all the trash in my bedroom (which was a lot), and consolidated the rest of the stuff in there too. I also got the rest of the car cleaned out and put the bike rack on the back. I wanted to take it to get cleaned one more time but eh. I laid down the back seats, then put down some flat stuff, including some small rugs and mats as well as a bulletin board and some foam boards. Then I put in two boxes on the sides by the passenger doors.

On top of those boxes are where the plants are going to sit, inside more boxes for stability. I'm hoping they'll all fit because there's about 20 of them, but most are pretty small/medium in size.

I'm keeping the middle open because that's where the lizard rack and the lizard terrarium are going to go. He's got his own separate traveling container as well, though his favorite hide is also portable and small and secure, so I may just use his hide as a travel container, which I think would make him a lot more relaxed.

Around the terrarium I'll stuff everything else I have left over like my pillows, canned food, etc. The cans are in separate totes so I can bring them inside during the night in the hotel.

I have my day-bag with some clothes loaded up, and the suitcase is next. Bike has to get loaded as well, but that's an easy job. I also keep forgetting the office chair in my bedroom! To be fair I never ever use it. Oh and I still haven't cleaned out the old big litter box yet.

All of the kitty's stuff is waiting right now. I'm probably going to do most of that today, like the scales and the auto feeder and the water fountain. I already have the fountain emptied and drying out. I'll leave the food in the auto dispenser and just tape the lid on, and packing enough for High Five to eat for a few days. I think I'll take 3 cans of wet food and 2 cups of dry food, that should be enough, but either way I'm taking all of it in the car so I can grab more if I need it.

I think that it? The cot I'm sleeping on will go in last. A lot of stuff will probably have to wait until tomorrow morning, since I have to get the terrarium in first before I can load everything else around it.

Argg now I just have to figure out what order to do this all in...

[aneurinlarsen]

Driving Holiday In Italy

I love all points Italian, the language, the food, the culture, the art, the people as well as the interest with which they come close to life. Italy isn't ideal but where is? So with this in mind I determined to do something that I would certainly constantly wished to do, take a driving holiday around Italy.

I scheduled my trips, cars and truck and also lodging on the internet and purchased myself a find out Italian CD for me to listen as well in my auto in the house for the four weeks before I went. Although I knew the extremely basics of the Italian language I really did not intend to find myself high and also completely dry in Italy if a calamity befell me. I quickly became aware that I would certainly require a publication or two to assist me with my knowing.

I landed in Milan Malpensa, a lovely airport terminal otherwise a little large and confusing. Searching for the automobile hire depot was fascinating.

With all the paperwork for the car completed it was time to challenge the Milanese traffic systems which is generally nose to bumper traffic. The scary stories of Italian driving had actually been ringing in my ears for the previous few weeks so I sent not knowing to expect. As it turned out there was nothing in all to worry about, other than the traffic, which was no much better or worse than the website traffic in any kind of major European city the driving was great.

Albergo economico la spezia

I went out of Milan in the direction of Genoa and also down to a little town just outside La Spezia which was mosting likely to be my base for the next 2 nights. The road to La Spezia was amazing, a twisting, transforming dual carriage way that was a happiness to drive on. I was tired by the time I got to the hotel; I would certainly remained in my very own little world of freeway Grand Prix for five hrs and was shattered. The motorway system in Italy is really simple to navigate. It is mainly made up of toll freeways which are really reasonably priced, well maintained and well sign-posted.

After 2 nights discovering the town on foot and also unwinding it was time to go on to a rented out farmhouse just outside Sienna. Back onto the motorways for the day yet this time they were a little less like race course thus I travelled at a more sedentary speed. After an hour's break for lunch I headed onwards to my destination, getting to the farmhouse prior to 4.30 pm. The lodging was fantastic, full with driveway lined with Cypress trees; it really was a picture postcard Tuscan farmhouse.

The holiday accommodation was well preserved and in a beautifully peaceful location roughly 12km from Sienna and regarding 4km from the local town.

After unwinding by the swimming pool during the day I 'd venture into Sienna at night for a stroll, a couple of beers and an ice cream or two. Sienna is gorgeous, with its outer walls maintaining the world at bay its lovely old building seemingly untouched by the modern world. And afterwards there is the renowned Campo in the centre of Sienna, the annual location for the Palio, a medieval competition held each July.

I actually didn't know what to get out of Sienna, in representation I was more than satisfied with its beauty and also pleasant environment.

I invested the rest of the week driving around Tuscany, seeking local vine lawns to get up some red wine and try as most of the local Agri-turismo's that I can discover. An Agri-turismo is a location where you can eat and drink, generally for a set price a variety of local meals, perhaps as numerous as twelve - thirteen programs offered in smaller parts. These offer you a really good feeling for the neighborhood cuisine. Generally all the foods are made from in your area expanded produce.

I additionally managed to absorb an excursion to Florence by train to visit an old buddy, handled a day when the Italian train union chose to go on strike in the afternoon. All part of the enjoyable in Italy.

Florence is a gorgeous city yet I believe it is finest valued when the temperature isn't in the upper 30 levels centigrade and also you can't move for breeze satisfied vacationers.

Cheap hotel cinque terre

The week over it was time to move onto Lake Garda for the remainder of the vacation. This entailed a 3 1/2 hr drive North passing Bologna and also Modena.

Lake Garda was spectacular, additionally marvelously active, however the town that we remained in, Bardolino, was terrific. The days were invested kicking back by the pool and the evenings were spent walking along the banks of the Lake. I returned to Bardolino last November, they are presently establishing the coast line to make the night stroll extra pleasant, also without the renovations it was amazing.

The only other place I checked out on the journey was a day trip to Verona, the residence of the Roman arena, which was just preparing to organize an outdoors opera, Juliet's porch (Romeo and Juliet), some amazing stores and some attractive architecture.

Before I knew it was time to head back to Malpensa with the car to catch an aircraft house. The Italian language I 'd learn't had actually been available in helpful periodically but it was much more for my fulfillment of having had a go at the language, you might conveniently get by with a whole lot less understanding of the language.

The driving was wonderful, I 'd recommend it wholeheartedly. You actually get some far more out of your holiday when you control each day as well as just how that day is invested.

As well as ultimately, Italy.

I've never been let down where ever before I have actually remained in Italy as well as this journey was no exemption. Milan, La Spezia, Florence, Sienna, Lake Garda, Bardolino and Verona, as well as all the Tuscan surroundings and the sights whilst circumnavigating, every one of the memories will remain with me for many a lengthy year.

[atsunflower]

Hospital for souls — Tokyo nights.

Rated: SFW

Author note: Man, this one took me ages to write. And I don't even know how I could write this much for the second chapter, this is about 3,2k words. I'm tired because I decided to change lots of things in this chapter and I hope you all like it. Also, feedbacks are much appreciated!

Warnings: This chapter contains cursing, swearing, graphic descriptions of blood, violence and surgical procedures (Kind of inaccurate but only for writting purposes. Don't do it at home, kids). Also, there are slight mentions of anxiety, OCD and PTSD.

Enjoy the reading!

II — Tokyo nights

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You felt anxious.

Everytime you walked through Itachiyama halls, the hairs in your nape would stand and your skin, prickle in fear; a bitter taste would take over your mouth because everything was too much.

"Look, you don't have to worry. Itachiyama wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you because it would mean war." The memory of Suna's voice did nothing to soothe your nerves.

You knew that Inarizaki did not care. If anything, Itachiyama harming you would be like killing two birds with a stone: the Miya would get rid of your existence and then, have a excuse to go after your husband. "They know the twins' intentions, you know. It's not like Sakusa is dumb. Being honest, the guy is the most cautious man I ever saw" you recalled Suna saying it in your wedding's eve.

But one month after the deal, you still felt suffocated.

You opted to lay low and don't wander around the house; Sakusa's men were still suspicious of you and kept sending nasty glares in your direction whenever they saw you.

Since you weren't allowed to work anymore, boredom was killing you. At least, the maids were nice enough — or just too afraid to go against the lady's will — and let you do as you pleased. You then took over some house chores to busy yourself.

Cleaning, tidying and baking.

Sometimes gardening when you needed some fresh air.

"What a shame for Oyabun-sama, his lady is lowering herself to the peasants' level" you would hear some gossip here and there. Not that you cared, though.

"Sakusa-sama" you heard the housekeeper calling, the new name still foreign to your ears.

"Kaede-san? Do you need something?" The old woman wearing a green hakama stood in front of you, accompanied by a girl with dark blond hair.

"This is Kuribayashi Runa, the new maid working here" she said presenting the young woman by her side. The latter politely bowed at you.

"New maid? Why?"

"I'm afraid it's not appropriated the lady take care of house chores. These are strict orders from Komori-sama" her tone was dry. Kaede was never hostile towards you, but you could tell she wasn't fond of your presence either. "Also, remember you're having lunch with oyabun-sama today"

You released a shaky breath, dismissing their presence.

Why yakuza was taking even the smallest things from you?

Prying to the clock on the nightstand, you realized it was past noon and the lunch hasn't been served yet. Sakusa didn't show up either.

After being destitute of your duties, you went for a shower and killed time by reading in your bedroom.

Did something happen? You wondered.

Punctuality was something very fancied in this household and everything inside the mansion functioned like clockwork.

But how come Sakusa didn't show up yet? Why the food isn't set?

"[Name]" The door to your bedroom was open without ceremony, Komori's voice sounding harsh when he called you. The look on his face wasn't amicable either. "Sakusa wants to see you. Now."

The brown haired male did not spare you another glance, turning his back to you. You followed the tall man in an auto-pilot mode, already dreading whatever was going on.

The Kobun was taking you to Sakusa's office.

The large doors always made you feel unsettled; you never were there before. Being called to this room sent shivers down your spine.

Komori knocked the door only to the faint voice of your husband acknowledge your presence. Getting in, you were stunned. The whole mansion held a modern architecture with a minimalist design, and this room was true to Itachiyama's style.

The walls were pristine white and the floorboards were dark and shiny. The furniture held the impersonal style your husband seemed to appreciate and was clean to the eyes. Everything millimetrically positioned, aesthetically appealing.

By the glass wall, Sakusa stood proud. His back facing you, body clad in a black suit. The way he admired the stunning land through the windows held a power you never saw before.

Right now, he looked like a god rulling his own creation.

"Komori, go" his stone cold voice ordered the other male. The kobun did as he was told, leaving you two in this sinister room.

"I don't know if you are too brave ou just too dumb" he didn't turn to face you. The cold tone boomed loud within your ears and you felt cornered.

Forget the god thing. The man in front of you was the demon himself.

"What do you mean?" You asked, brows furrowing when suddenly, his enraged features loomed over you, even from afar.

"Don't fucking play dumb. I've warned you to stay out of my way" his menacing stare made the breath hitch in your throat "Where is the fucking folder?"

"I don't know what are you talking about!" You meekly replied, seeing his body growing close to yours.

"Thats it. You have a death wish." He merely stated "You're the only enemy inside this fucking house"

Without knowing what was going on, you didn't stand a chance to defend yourself. You tried opening your mouth in protest but your brain didn't come up with anything.

"Listen. I don't have the time to play whatever game you and those brothers of yours are planning." Sakusa scowled "In the first opportunity, you get to screw up. Fascinating."

"I don't even know what you're talking about" the cry left your mouth and your body trembled. The man before you grimaced at your outburst. He let out an exasperated breath, still trying to keep his cool.

"Do you expect me to believe you? Fine, I'll play along, then" He sat at the imposing chair behind his desk "The manila folder that was on this desk was stolen. You're the only one inside this house who has reasons to take it."

"It wasn't me! I never entered this room before!" You retorted, anxiety crawling in your skin. He fished his cellphone from his pockets, reading whatever on his screen

"Can't be proven, though it looks like we didn't find anything in your stuff–"

"Wait! You fucking messed with my things?" You cut him off in rage, observing him reaching over for a flask on the wooden surface.

"Well, you messed with mine first." He said while rubbing some hand sanitizer on his palms.

You rolled your eyes at his antics.

"Whatever" and then turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" The sarcastic voice filled your ears, making your steps to halt "As much as I despise it, you won't be out of my sight anytime soon"

God, You trully hated it here.

It was nighttime and true to his words, neither Sakusa nor Komori left you alone for the whole day.

Their presence was unnerving, to say the least, and everytime they talked to each other, you body went stiff.

Their speech wasn't explicit as you thought it would be. Both of them treated the matter as if they were making normal business instead of some yakuza stuff.

It didn't sound violent.

But you knew better.

"Have Fukuroudani made contact yet?" The Oyabun asked.

"Yes. Konoha told me they will be waiting by eleven" Komori peered at his watch "One hour to go. We should get going, then"

Sakusa turned his attention to you.

"Go get changed. We're leaving in ten minutes."

You did as you were told; black would do, you decided. Grabbing a wool coat and a satin scarf, you were ready to go.

Why the hell Tokyo nights were so cold at this time of year?

In the living room, Sakusa and Komori were waiting for you.

"Man, bringing [Name] along will be a pain" the brown haired male said while stretching.

"The stolen docs were about this meeting. We gotta bring her along if Inarizaki tries to do something" The taller one reasoned.

"Ah shit, this is so fucked up. I dont know how you agreed to it" Komori lamented.

Being honest, neither Sakusa did.

"Why do I have to tag along?" Your voice startled them. Your husband scowled at you while Komori opened the front door, both males ignoring your question.

A sleek black car was waiting for you three. Komori took the driver seat and Sakusa sat on passenger's side. You found comfort in the beige leather of the backseat, appreciating the warmth provided by the air conditioned.

"Shouldn't we bring more men with us?" The Kobun asked.

"There's a back up car in downtown. They can reach us in no time if something comes up" Sakusa said while covering his face with a mask "Also, I doubt someone would dare to mess with both Fukurodani and Itachiyama" He spared a glance at you through the rearview mirror.

You sighed. Anxiety didn't let you be for the whole day and now, fear was taking its toll on you.

With your temple resting on the window, you observed the city lights.

You loved Tokyo and how bright it was, although, you loved the suburbs even more; the industrial aesthetic and the narrow streets brought you the comfort you didn't feel in the last three months.

You lived here for your whole life, after all.

It wasn't a surprise when you spotted the building you used to live in.

A surge of homesickness found its place in your guts and your chest constricted in longing.

The drive lasted five more minutes before Komori parked the car by a hangar. When you lived in this neighbourhood, the place was deem abandoned with its vandalized walls and rusty gates. But inside there, you found our the interior was really neat, proving you wrong.

"Sakusa-san, Komori-san!" A blonde male came into view, eyeing you with wariness. "I see you brought your lady tonight. It's a pleasure having you here, miss" the indifferent tone of his voice said otherwise, tough.

You merely noded at him while the heads of Itachiyama greeted the man.

"Shall we start, then?"The blond asked before opening a door to your right. You felt unsettled knowing they wouldn't want your presence there.

"As you wish, Konoha-san" was all Sakusa said while a woman appeared out of nowhere.

"I'm afraid your wife would be pretty bored in our meeting. Yukie here will keep her company for the time being." The man Konoha pointed at the brunette with short hair. Sakusa sent you a hard stare before entering the room.

You both sat on some wooden boxes filled with god knows what. You eyes wandered through the hole place, trying to find something entertaining.

The woman hadn't said anything for a whole eternity before breaking the silence.

"So, Miya-san, huh?" The way she said the damned name tickled you off.

"I'm no Miya"

"Yeah, I know. I've heard of you" Yukie chuckled, looking at you with despise. You cocked a brow ate her.

"Sure you did" She was about to retort before the door was open again.

"Well, it's always a pleasure to make business with Itachiyama. We will see you off, then" Konoha said before reaching for the exit.

It was long past midnight when the meeting ended. The five of you were by the gates, Konoha and Komori doing some chit-chat, when four people appeared out of nowhere, knives in their hands.

"Ara, ara. look at these yakuza big shots" A man with an undercut said, fidgeting with the blade between his fingers. In your periferic vision you saw Yukie running back to the hangar and the three men by your side reaching for the guns by their hips.

Among the other four, a figure seemed familiar to you.

"Kuribayashi Runa" The name left your lips in a whisper. The female let out a mocking laugh and Sakusa frowned at you.

"Explain" Your husband immediatelly demanded, grimacing.

"She is the new maid working in your house. Today was her first day." Runa scoffed at your reply.

"Do I look like a maid to you, bitch?" And then, everything went into slow motion.

The woman came in your direction, holding the knife high in the air whilst you stepped backwards, being cornered by the gate.

You saw the blade glinting under the street lights and saw it aiming for your chest.

But it never came.

A hand pushed you downwards and you fell to the ground along a clattering sound. Sakusa's shadow loomed over you, trying to evade the knife.

By your left, you saw Konoha and Komori fighting the other guys, their guns useless in a hand-to-hand fight.

The adrenaline rushed through your bloodstream, your mind going frantic. It felt like one of those life or death situations you faced in the surgery room.

How can I save someone's life right now?

You saw Sakusa's pistol laying on the ground next to you. He and the woman were a couple of inches from your body.

You knew what you had to do.

With your leg reaching forward, you made her trip. The knife she held was kicked away by your husband.

"Sakusa! Watch out for Komori!" And you threw the gun at him.

A second too late, the bang echoed and an agonizing scream ripped through the night.

By your left, Runa and two of the guys were already running away.

The man Komori fought collapsed to the ground clutching his leg and cursing under his breath.

But the most disturbing sight was the way Komori held his arm, whimpering and cursing while his right hand clutched the knife's handle.

The blade tore his flesh and crossed the limb right next to its joint, in a weird angle.

Yukie came back, carrying a rope and a pistol.

"I sent some of our men to their direction." She said while helping Konoha to restrain the guy who attacked you.

"What the fuck you guys want?" The blond asked before kicking the man in his guts. The latter spat blood, giving a crooked smile at Konoha.

"Johzenji is coming" Was all he said before passing out.

"Yukie, carry him to the basement." He ordered "Since it happened on our territory, we will be investigating the incident. We count with Itachiyama's cooperation and will keep you updated" Konoha bowed at Sakusa, before rushing back to the building.

Komori was still on his knees, head hanging low. A grunt went past his lips and you knew what he was doing.

"Komori! Don't!" But again your shout came too late and the man ripped the knife away from his limb. Blood rushed through his fingers and dampened the suit he wore. "Fuck" you rushed to his side, Sakusa's features going livid.

"We gotta take him to a hospital" you said.

"No!" Komori croaked out, getting a hold of your arm. You knew what he meant, but you also knew what could definetely happen if he ignored the situation.

Sakusa was frozen in front of you two, unsure of what to do. You took a deep breath, mustering up all the courage you had.

"You have to trust me, then" you held the brown haired male by his torso and gave Sakusa a determined glare.

The oyabun noded at you and it was all the assurance you needed before ripping out Komori's blazer and transforming your scarf into a tourniquet.

In your old apartment, you ushered the two males inside, taking them both to your kitchen.

Sakusa sat the Kobun in a chair while you went to another room. A minute later, you brought two metallic cases, some flasks and a first aid box.

In the cupboards you took a flask of alcohol and squeezed it to the table, wipping it with some gauzes.

Positioning Komori's arm over the wooden surface, you sterilized his wounds with povidone and then turned your attention to Sakusa.

"I'll start it now" before proceeding to the sink. Sakusa admired the movements you made while washing your hands "I need you to do the same" and he complied.

The male helped you to put the gloves and mask on and to set your instruments over the table.

Looking at Komori, you realized he passed out in spite of the pain. The blood loss wasn't huge, but you did not knew why he fell unconcious.

You prepared two syringes of anesthesics. Sakusa sent you a weird glare, brows furrowing at you.

"Don't look at me like this. I'm a surgeon you know" and then you did the infusion. "Its not that weird if I have some hospital shit at home".

You opened the cut with a scalpel. Scrutinizing at the wound, you saw the artery was hit.

"Thank god." You let out a breath of relief, realizing the damage was little. It didn't need an anastomosis, so some stiches would do. "The ulnar artery was hit but it won't be too hard to fix. Although, I can't tell if there's a nerve damage" and you started to close the vessel's lesion.

You observed if there was any muscle or tendon damages and proceeded to suture the gashes, making sure the procedure was well done. You then patched it up and imobilized the limb with a makeshift splint, before undoning the tourniquet.

"Let's take him to my bedroom" With that, you both carried the unconcious man to your bed. "I need to check him overnight and– Shit! Your face!" It was just now you realized he had a gash on his cheek.

Sakusa flinched, feeling the blood drying over his skin and dampening the mask he used. He removed the cloth and observed the cut with the front camera of his phone. He frowned at the sight.

"It can get an infection and leave a nasty scar. Do you want me to patch it up?" You offered after checking Komori's blood pressure and his heartbeat.

A please left his lips in a whisper.

You both went back to the kitchen and you used a new set of tools. Holding his face between your gloved hands, you admired his facial features.

Sakusa was pretty.

Almost ethereal with his thin nose, almond eyes and thick brows. In addition, te two moles on his forehead complimented his beauty.

You snapped out of your reverie, getting to work.

"Finished. This kind of suture won't leave a visible scar" you said cutting the thread and reinforcing the stitch with tape.

Your finger lingered a bit longer on the apple of his cheek. Sakusa grabbed your hand and held it for a while before getting away from you and settling himself on your couch. You ignored the ghost of his touch on your skin and went back to check on Komori.

That night, Sakusa realized that no one ever handled him with such care, as if he was made of fine china.

I like that touch, he decided.

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