We all knew about Room 002108, actually, it was Ryuu's hospital room and it was made up nice to feel like a home away from home. Of course, it was to make her less scared, although, after some time, she had grown used to it, having stayed in this room before. Sometimes, she had Sats as a roommate but very seldom did they get released at the same time, actually, illnesses did a worse job with Ryuu than they did her. I would not have expected otherwise seeing as she was younger and, thus, couldn't withstand some of the illnesses that her sister caught. Either way, she'd end up staying in Room 002108.

However, this time was different and she was even more terrified than we were. Having summoned what strength she had less,she was screaming, kicking, and crying, wanting no more than to break away and run-well, urm, uh, crawl- back to her parents. She had heard the doctor's verdict, as did we, and, to be honest, she was reacting as we pretty would have. Be she delinquent or not, she is still a child and acted justly. The doctor had said she would have to stay in the hospital while they run tests on her. He never said how long but he said she would have to stay for a little while. For all we knew, this was the end. When a doctor says someone needs to have tests, odds are it means death.

Once again, she was placed in a wheelchair and wheeled to Room 002108. It took about a few hours for her to calm down but took us less than an hour to pack up some of her things and get her moved in. We stayed with her and held her hand until she had fallen asleep. As we were driving home, I found myself slamming on the brake, when Nui, trying to whisper, said, "She ain't comin' out of there and there is no way in hell they are gonna tell us." We turned to look at her, with Sats saying, "Noogie, don't talk like that!" to which she responded, "Well, why else would the doctor tell us that?! You go in there and, the doctor says you need to stay for some tests, that means you're gonna die."

"Nuh-uh!" Mako interjected, her nose wiggling

"Yes, it does, Mako!"

"Wh-How do you even know, Noogie?!"

" 'Cause doctors are funny that way. They'll tell you you're sick but they may not tell you what besides 'we need to do more tests' or something like that and then-BOOM!- you're dead."

"So, your point is?"

"The point is that she's dying and they're keeping it a secret. If anything, they might not do a damn thing about it and just let her die."

"Shut-up, asshole, Ryuuko's not dying! She just needs tests is all and she'll be out in no time!"

"Mako, your optimism will betray you, let that be known, and, Sattie, she traded her health for yours and, in the end, her wish was her sacrifice."

The conversation came to an end when Ragyo tearfully exclaimed, "Enough!" That night was difficult and we couldn't eat dinner and neither could we really sleep, actually, we couldn't sleep without having some sort of nightmare about Ryuu dying and or us holding her funeral. The next morning wasn't any better, as Rei caught Nui trying to drink a bottle of ZzzQuil. The worry had stirred her up and she couldn't seem to calm herself down and regain her composure, so she did what she thought fit. Naturally, to ease the morning, I suggested we'd visit Ryuuko and see how she was doing. It didn't do much but they were curious to see how she was after last night.

We went to visit her and found her asleep still. Of course, she was awake earlier, as, according to the nurses, she had yanked out her IV tubes and they had to put them back in. When she awoke again, she gave us a sad smile, before going back to sleep. Illness has made her tired, less inclined to do much besides to rip out her IV tubes as a subtle way of rebelling. As she slept, the doctor did state that it'd be awhile before the test results come back.