Disclaimer: I don't own any Gravitation character.

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Shuichi watched his lover breathe in and out.

Gently, he stroked Yuki's blond hair.

A sob caught in his throat.

"Yuki...won't you wake up?" he choked out, his lavender eyes filled with hot tears.

A hand gently laid itself on his shoulder and Shuichi looked up to see his best friend, Hiro looking down at him with sadness in his eyes.

"Don't..." he said hoarsely.

"Hiro...he...he's mad at me, isn't he? Why won't he wake up? Why?" Shuichi wailed like a small child and Hiro knelt in front of Shuichi and held the smaller boy tightly in his arms.

Damn you, Yuki. Even now, you're still hurting him! Why, dammit!

The man, Yuki Eiri, was lying peacefully on the hospital bed.

The only man whom Shuichi had ever loved with so much passion...

Yuki was looking forward to going home.

Dammit, seeing Tohma and Mike sure spoiled his day!

True, she was his sister but a bitchy one and that husband of her, Tohma, was no different.

More yakking about how Shuichi was bad for him.

"Ch...they really have nothing to do..." Yuki muttered softly.

He was looking forward to going home.

Home...

He relished the word as it rolled off his tongue.

Seeing his hyperactive pink lover made him feel like smiling.

True, that twerp sometimes drove him mad but he was so endearing and not to mention that baka had managed to squeeze in his heart with his shameless antics.

"YUKI IS MINE!"

He chuckled at that memory.

Switching on the radio, he gave a faint smile as the familiar tune filled the car.

"..The whisper that dissolves into the bustling crowd

makes the memories scattered underfoot blur together

The blazing of the street where I walk about lost (glaring one way)

illuminates me as coldly as though it freezes..."

"Damn..." he cursed when he dropped the lighter, which he was fumbling for.

Groping downwards, he found the lighter and he got up again but his eyes widened in horror when his headlights illuminated a drunken man staggering onto the street right in front of him.

Slamming on the brake and jerking the wheel to the left, he closed his eyes as he heard the loud scream of the tyres and the dull crash of the car crashing into something.

He felt the world fall silent as he hung upside.

What happened?

Through the red haze, he saw the broken glass shining in the streetlight.

Shuichi...he thought and then his world blackened.

"Shuichi...you need to sleep..." Hiro said softly, gently shaking his best friend, who looked like hell had run him over.

"I...I can't. What if he wakes up and I'm not there?" Shuichi said shakily, his eyes tearing again.

"Dammit, Shuichi! At the rate you're going, you're going to collapse! Please...Shuichi...please..." Hiro pleaded, his anger melting away. He could never remain angry with his best friend for long. In fact, he could never be angry with him, period.

"...I'll keep waiting for you, no matter how far apart we are --

it's just the clock's ticking, but it resonates in my sleepless heart like

the sound of footsteps.

Even now I'm waiting; I stop here alone.

From where do you now see the moon we saw together on that day?"

Shuichi heard Hiro sigh in defeat and the soft click of the door when it closed.

Shuichi felt so exhausted.

So defeated.

4 days since the accident.

Yuki had not woken up since.

Shuichi was waiting impatiently for 6 pm to come.

Then he would grab his bag and then scream goodbye to his band mates and make his way to Yuki, who would be waiting for him.

Of course, he would not SAY that he was waiting for Shuichi and would be typing at the laptop but Shuichi could not be fooled.

Just thinking of Yuki made him feel so...hyper...and he embraced the fluttery feelings, which Yuki's name brought.

The door of the studio opened and Shuichi looked up to see Tohma.

His greeting died when he saw Tohma's face.

Tohma looked bewildered and almost in shock.

Yuki...the name bounced in his mind as his heart dropped all the way his feet.

"Tohma..." he said, the fear choking him.

He knew something was wrong with Yuki.

Yuki...

"Yuki...he..." Tohma said.

The ride to the hospital was a blur in his mind.

He couldn't remember getting there but he remembered running as though his life depended on it.

Yuki, Yuki, be alright, please, please...

His mind chanted as hot tears fell down his cheeks.

The whiteness of the hospital was driving him mad as he ran towards the room.

His hands threw the door open and he stood there, taking in the scene.

His harsh breathing echoed in the room.

Mike stood there, her eyes red and her eyes widened to see Shuichi there, the tears running down his face.

"Yuki..." he said, his voice hoarse.

His eyes could see no one but Yuki.

Yuki was on the bed and his blond hair was tousled.

Shuichi longed to run his hand through Yuki's hair and to hear his familiar voice say, "Baka...why're you disturbing me?"

His legs felt wobbly as he walked towards the bed.

"Yuki..." he whispered hoarsely.

He didn't answer.

He looked so peaceful.

Looking like an angel...a fallen angel...

There were no injuries evident on his face but Shuichi could see the cast on his wrist and his legs.

The heart monitor beeping was the only sound evident in the room.

"Yuki...you stupid jerk. Why weren't you driving carefully? You always scream about me being clumsy...look at you now...c'mon now, wake up..." he said shakily, his voice tearful.

"Shuichi...he...the doctor said he wasn't sure when he would wake up...he won't wake up...stubborn fool...even now, he's being stubborn...stupid jerk...always making people around him worried..." Mika said, crying.

"No...No! He'll wake up! He'll wake up!"

"You'll wake up, I know you will!" Shuichi said, still looking at Yuki, his eyes determined.

"He's still there?" Tohma asked Mike, who nodded.

"Seems...seems Shuichi really loves Yuki." Mika said, sitting down on the plastic chair.

Tohma looked at his wife who looked up at him, smiling tiredly and sadly.

"We always were opposed to their relationship, weren't we? Brilliant Mika and Tohma, meddling in Yuki's life..." Mika said bitterly.

Tohma kept silent, not knowing what to say.

He simply sat down beside Mika and put his arm around her.

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