Life Sewn Shut

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation in any way, shape, or form.

A/N: Hey everyone!! I'm so happy to be back again (I've been terribly busy), but now I'm here and ready to get down to work. Don't worry I haven't abandoned my other fics (like Through it all etc.) but this idea came to me like an hour ago and I just had to write it and see if you guys thought I should countinue it. umm.. oh any type of advice you guys can give me totally appreciated so don't be afraid to leave your thoughts. So without further ado I give you 'Life Sewn Shut.'

Prolouge

Voices.

Loud and clear and all to real reach my ears as I feel myself float on puffy clouds of white.

"Dr. Takanashi can you please come down to-"

I lose my focus momentarily and listen to the other sounds around me. There's this whooshing noise that troubles me and the sound of wheels that squeak against the floor. If I really think about it the noises seem to move with me.

"Check the I.V bag and see if he's-"

I.V bag? Was I in a hospital? Kami knows I've been to plenty.

I try to open my eyes but can't. I take a deep breath in through my nose.

I don't want to move.

They hurt so bad.

Another whooshing noise and the air gets colder, it's quieter here.

It's so quiet.

My lips don't move, My wrists throb, blood is dried onto my skin.

"The bleeding has alomost stopped completely, It seems the father walked in and found him like this... kami Doctor look at his mouth. Look at his mouth."

The voice is a womans, booming throughout my head. The way the words tremble from her lips is what has me so fascinated. I try to open my eyes again and this time they slowly open.

I can't here the wheels anymore and I've stopped floating.

'Why have I stopped floating?'

I look around the blurry room to see the four people scurrying about me. A man in a white coat is looking at the bag above me, the same bag dripping the life back into me. He's about to say something but then he looks down and our eye's clash. My violet orbs against his blue ones. A look of pity and relief washes over his face as he leans over me, black hair touches his pale face.

Why is he so pale? Hasn't he seen things like this before?

" Shuichi?" his voice is a little shaky and one of the nurses, I can tell now because of the stiff uniform she wears, walks over to us.

" Your going to be just fine." The doctor says this as he picks up a scapel from the silver tray the nurse is holding.

I want to shake my head no, there is a special reason why he couldn't do what he was about to do but my head is suddenly swarming and my body feels heavy. I am aware of someone picking up my arm and even more aware of the needle piercing my skin.

The nurse must be closing up the slits on my wrist.

It's funny how they're doing the opposite of what i've done. I've opened my wrist and they close them back again...I've closed my mouth and-

Before I lose all conciousness I notice the way the doctors face turns paler once he begins to cut the black thread I've sewn around my lips.

A/N: Well? What did you guys think?? Yeah it's pretty disturbing imagining someone sewing their lips up shudder but theres a reason he does it in the first place. Dont' worry things will be explained in later chapters but just so you know in the next chapter Shuichi arrives at the treatment facility and guess who he meets? Oh well you'll just have to read the next xhapter to figure it out. Please leave reviews and tell me what you guys think ok. Bye!!