I know my other story wasn't that good, so I'm starting a new story for now. This one is...well, I don't know. I don't have the plot for it ready or anything so...well, just read it please. And review? :D
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It had happened so quickly. He barely remembered how it happened. He and Fuji were only walking home from practice. He was trying to cross the street when a car was coming at him. He didn't see it, the car wasn't stopping.
"Tezuka!" That voice was the one that stopped him. He turned his head to see Fuji running at him. Then he was on the ground, and a car rushed past his face. He looked around and found his glasses and put them on his face. He turned his head to look for Fuji, and he paled.
Fuji was laying in the middle of the street, and he wasn't moving. Slowly, he crawled over to where Fuji lay. There was a long, deep cut across his head, and his arms were covered with scratches. With shaking fingers, he gently pushed Fuji's arm.
Fuji stirred, his head moving slightly. His cerulean eyes opened, and he stared into his hazel ones. "T-Tezuka..?" His voice was barely more than a whisper.
He couldn't speak. His mouth wasn't working. He could only hold Fuji's cold hand in his own. He rubbed the other's hand, trying to keep it warm. "T..Tezuka…" Fuji tried to speak again. "I..I wa-want-" He put a finger on Fuji's lips.
Fuji's eyes closed. His eyes widened as he tried to shake the small body. His mouth was able to work again. "Fuji?" he whispered frantically. "Fuji?" the other didn't answer. "Fuji!" He gently slapped Fuji's face a couple times, but he didn't get a response.
Then hands pulled him away, as they put Fuji into an ambulance. He pulled himself away from them and ran to Fuji. They were brought to the hospital, and Fuji was put in the emergency room. He waited outside, walking back and forth, waiting for Fuji to come out.
"Tezuka-kun!" Tezuka turned around, and could see Fuji's mother running at him. She grabbed his shoulders. "Where is he? Where is he Tezuka-kun?" She shook him.
His mouth wouldn't work again. He could only look over to the doors where he was. She let him go and he fell into a chair. He sat there forever, waiting for the doors to open. But they did open after a while. He jumped onto his feet and ran to the doctor.
He noticed the doctor wasn't smiling, but he wouldn't leave him alone until he saw Fuji. "How is he?" Fuji's mother asked for him. The doctor didn't say anything, but ran his fingers through his hair. He took off his glasses, cleaned them, then put them back on his face. He felt like he wanted to scream as he waited. Why was he taking so long?
"I'm sorry." was all he said. He couldn't move. Fuji couldn't be dead. He couldn't be.
"He's only sleeping." He said. The other two looked at him. "He must be really tired. Can I see him?"
The doctor blinked, confused. "I'm sorry, he's not sleeping. He's dea-" He ran past the doctor before the other could finish. He ran into the room where they had brought Fuji in. There lay Fuji, his eyes closed, not moving. Slowly, he walked over to where he lay. He shook Fuji's shoulder.
"Fuji, you have to wake up. You have to wake up!" He shook harder. "Wake up Fuji!"
"Tezuka-kun!" People ran in and pulled him away. He tried to grab Fuji, but he couldn't. And then Fuji disappeared behind closed doors.