Author's Note: LE GASP! Continuation! This one is going to have more romance probably. XD

The Heartless

I Sing My Sad Little Song

The Asylum--

Yuki blinked tears from his golden eyes, staring up from under his wet hair at the doctor that had enetered. There were deep, dark shadows under his eyes, his face was pale, and he was, in all truthfulness, a complete mess. He shifted his arms in the straight jacket that binded them so tightly to him.

"Are vee ghoing to thalk to-dhay?" the doctor asked in his heavly accented voice. He pulled the metal bit from Yuki's mouth, unlocking the head cage that kept him from biting people. "Yhou heve a vhisithor." the doctor added, placing the cage down and helping Yuki stand.

Yuki blinked. Who would want to visit him? Shuichi? No..no..Shuichi was dead..he...he killed him. Yuki shuddered, remembering that night...

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"Yuki." Tohma had said, entering the apartment. "Is Shuichi here?" Tohma found no one, however, and only heard the whimpering of someone far into a different room. Blinking, he walked down the hall, checking all the rooms until...

"Yuki!" Tohma cried, spotting the writer curled in the corner and crying. He looked around, and saw Shuichi.

"Oh no..no no.." Yuki was whimpering, his eyes wide and staring directly at the crumpled heap that was Shuichi.

Tohma raced over and found, that in fact, Shuichi was dead. He stood, a look of complete horror and confusion on his face. "Yuki.." he muttered, taking a step back. Yuki didn't move. Tohma ran out of the room, calling the police on his cellphone as he did.

And then..well, the police had come, along with an ambulance. The ambulance took Shuichi even though he was already dead, and the police arrested Yuki, mumbling and sobbing and all.

He was put on trial, was found guilty, but insane, and was sent to the asylum. So, he was a mental nutcase and Shuichi was dead. Everyone had to hate him now. So why was there a visitor..?

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The dotor helped Yuki along the hallway to the glass wall where the two people could see each other, but not touch each other. The guards said it stopped the nuts from killing the viitors, and vice versa. They were probably right.

The visitor, or visitors, were Tohma and Hiro. Hiro was glaring with pure hatred in his eyes at Yuki, but Tohma only looked confused. He was so odd like that.

Tohma, being the one sitting in the chair, got to talk to Yuki first. He picked up the telephone on his side, and the doctor held to phone to Yuki's ear.

"Yuki. Why--" Tohma was cut off by Hiro's yelling.

"YOU BASTARD!! YOU KILLED HIM! YOU KILLED SHUICHI!!" he screamed, slamming a hand on the glass, as if trying to break through to possibly strangle Yuki. Yuki flinched and pulled his head away from the phone. A guard came and tugged Hiro away.

Tohma blinked before looking back at Yuki. "Yuki..."

Tears were rolling down Yuki's cheeks, wetting the part of the straight jacket that was pulled up to block his mouth. he stared pitifully at Tohma, as if trying to say 'I'm sorry..I didn't mean to..I'm so sorry...'

Tohma nodded, staring down at the counter. There was a long pause and then, "Yuki.." Tohma whispered, pretending to look angry at him through the glass.

Yuki flinched, playing along.

"We're going to get you out of here." Tohma whispered, careful to make it look like he was absolutely furious at Yuki.

Yuki stared at him, and managed to get the gag down enough to mouth, "How?"

"Tonight, ask to go to the bathroom, if that doesn't work, try to break out of your room when the doctor comes again. I'll come get you."

Yuki blinked, but nodded. And then, both were tugged awya by a guard. Yuki to his room, Tohma to his car. Both anxious about tonight.