1Ch. 2 No Words

everything turned quiet, no words were heard while the mans lips kept moving, the wind blew strong and cut through them with harsh reality of the incident. The tall, dark haired man stood still, hands clenched tightly in fists as the lights swirled in the distance. His attention to the side of the ambulance, afraid to look over at the figure laying so still and motionless.

"Come on! Hurry!" Yami grabbed at the figures' stiffened limb and began to drag him over to where the police car waited for them, where they would follow behind in the pursuit of the ambulance to the hospital.

Yami did all he could to comfort his lover just by making his presence known. There were no words that would console him, no words to take any heartache that might even happen. All he could do was show him that he was there and that if he needed a rock to lean on then, he'd be it.

The lights all blurred, the faces mingled and then just plainly disappeared. Darkness clouded all his vision, his whole body radiated with pain, he dared not move. He tried to remember where he was but just trying to think made his head rattle with pain.

The light above shone brightly, he couldn't move his neck and his body was trapped under restraints, sounds of beeping rattled his hearing then that too began to fade. Sleep, he yearned for it, opening his eyes once more, pain seared high, his eyes rolling back behind his eyelids, drifting into a peaceful slumber.

sirens sang through the beginning of the night. Just a moment ago they were sitting in the back of a police car, now they were running toward large automatic doors that would lead them either way. To great joy or great unnerving sorrow.

The doctors disappeared behind the doors with Mokuba, so many words were said, so many actions, to few moments to spare. Seto stood in the hallway, numb and frozen, afraid that if he tried to move he'd collapse.

When he did dare move it was only a little kink in his neck to locate Yami. He stood talking to a lady in front of the computer, handing him papers to be filled out. After what looked like forever he turned back to the unmoving, unopening doors, hoping someone would give him real answers.

Yami looked up from the paperwork constantly, his worried brow crinkled and his heart screamed at the agony Seto was going through. He hadn't said a single word since he had seen his brother lying there so distant and unreal.

After the paperwork was settled Yami disappeared down the opposite hallway and returned shortly with coffee in hand. They were going to be there a while. Placing both coffees on the magazine table he walked slowly over to his lover, afraid of what gesture to use to bring him back to the hallway and chase him from his thoughts.

He settled for wrapping his arms around his waist, resting his head on Seto's shoulder blade, he didn't even twitch, it frightened him that he didnt notice.

Seto let out a long breath that he had been holding for some time, for how long he had no idea himself. No one gave him answers, no one said a thing. Slowly he raised his clammy hand to embrace his lovers. The moment he wrapped his arms around him, it took him everything he had not to fall, not to let he knees give in, not to completely fall apart and cry.

"Thank You..." his voice raspy and breathless, his eyes closed tightly and his lips perched strong as he stopped himself from breaking. Just then he heard Yami catch his breath as his arms tightened. The double doors opened and a lonely figure walked out, dressed top to bottom in scrubs.

"Are you the Kaiba family?"

(D.G. so now that I actually posted the next chapter will you return to go on with me or has this story become a lost cause? Let me know... oh yeah is it any good?)

(p.s. sorry this took so long, but don't. worry I'm back now... and this is all for you.)