Naruto Bandages Novels & Stories

he grumbled, placing a hand on her shoulder making her sit back down. " We need to bandage these to apply pressure." He said getting up and walking over to his desk. He fumbled around in the draws and came back with some bandages. Morgan glanced over her shoulder and seeing the bandage she began to panic. He would have to wrap it around her front and he would see her. He rolled his eyes at her, seeing the panicked look. He placed the bandage lightly on her wound. She winced as it touched her skin. He then passed the bandage to her.

It doesn’t now. Halsey puts the bandage on his cut. “There you go!” She announces. “It’s done.” Nathan stares at it and lets out an inadvertent laugh. Halsey blinks in surprise, awed by his pretty smile. When he smiles, he looks radiant, almost innocent. Nathan can’t help laughing because the bandage she put on his cut is the same bunny patterned one she had once given him a long time ago. “Do you carry these childish things all the time?” He snorts, flashing the bandage to her.

Oren snarled as she stepped back. Apollo let out a strangled cough. Snapping our attention to him. Oren push me forward as she shifted. My body was covered in blood and gashes. The only things still on me were my sheathed blades. My clothes were torn to shreds from shifting. I turned Apollo over, pulling him into my lap. I ripped open his fighting leather. Revealing his bloody tunic. My hands trembled as I ripped his tunic to create make-shift bandages. I frantically grabbed dirt and moss, pushing them into the wounds.

“Do you need anything? We can have the pack doctor…” “A bandage would be fine, thank you,” I muttered. She bowed as she walked up the stairs to bring the bandage. I turned towards Isabelle, “Can you have her bring it to my room?” I needed to be back in a familiar place, I needed to have nevan’s sent wrap around me like a cocoon. This was the only way I could fight off the urge to call him. “Sure, do you need anything, a drug, a…” “I am fine, I promise, I just need the bandage.”

Some of the bandages were covered in blood. I just hoped that Obsidian’s blood was going to help him heal.

He grabs all the crap food I can find, including sodas and I go back to the room trying not to drop anything. I throw everything on the bed and sitting like an Indian I devour the first bag of snacks. I look at my chewing arm, it's red and the skin still burns if I touch it. I wrap myself in bandages so I don't see myself, this is the same as always: I make up the wounds to look healthy, because now I only cover it so I don't feel like a labeled container.

She then stared at the door before turning and walking up to Nixie. I sighed as I turned and rested my back against the wooden door. The bandage around my belly was so wet now that it was dripping, not just sweat, but blood. I clenched my teeth tightly as I began unwrapping the bandage. I unwrapped the bandage slowly until it reached the part that was in contact with my skin. This was the painful part to remove.

I was almost expecting it. "Damn it, Turo! You're just slowing me down." I ripped another section of my shirt off. Wrapped the slim ribbon of cotton over the burning wound on the outer edge of my thigh. "Do you at least have a needle and thread?" He smiled widely this time. "I've got one better for you." He pulled his phone out. Hit a couple buttons. "I need a patch job."

“I’ve labelled them all, so you shouldn’t get confused. If you get a headache, rub this one into your temples. If any of your open wounds hurt, use this one here. You don’t need much – a thin layer across the entire site of the wound, plus a small perimeter to numb the surrounding area. I’m going to re-bandage your thigh in a minute, so I’ll apply some for you then.” “Okay, thank you,” I said again. “And before you tell me off, I’d like to thank you by doing as you say and with my words.” He laughed at that, and took another look at me, as though he was appraising me. “Okay, Young Luna, I can’t argue with that. Now, follow me through here, let’s sort out these wrappings and get you ready to

They were all staring so worriedly at me, I barely managed to console it—weren't they the same set of people that were acting so nonchalant about my return? Having enough of their gaze, I tried to sit upuprightbut I was feeling f****** weak. “Easy Dorian” the shaman cautioned in a whisper. Needlessly, I tried my absolute best to sit up. Once I had done that, I noticed the bandages wrapped around my stomach. “What are all these for?” I asked slowly. “It might hinder your movement a bit, but it's for the best. You did sustain quite an injury, and I needed to do this” he replied, and I went mute.