When he woke up, he was greeted by lovely hazel eyes filled with worry. "Fuji?" That rich deep voice flowing into his ears, calming whatever nervousness he had. A hand rested onto his cheek, gently rubbing it and soothing his nerve wrecked mind. "Fuji, how are you feeling?" Tezuka whispered with a soft smile.

Fuji raised his hand to rub his eyes and smiled at Tezuka who was sitting next to him. "Hm, I'm sorry I made you worry." Tezuka frowned. "What happened?" He asked, his voice slightly breaking as he asked the question. Fuji coughed and began clearing his throat. He sniffed and looked at Tezuka.

His face was full of worry and was that contemplation he saw?

"I don't know. You fainted and ... " He averted his eyes to the clock and his eyes began watering startling Fuji. Fuji sat up and winced in pain. His whole entire body was in total pain. Like if he had slept wrong.

He grabbed Tezuka's hand and smiled. "Mitsu, what's wrong?" He had to be strong for them. Whatever it was that happened and whatever it was that had happened to Tezuka, he wanted to be there for him. "Is everything okay?" He asked a little more concerned as the silence began deafening him. He was being so quiet. "Kunimitsu." He said more sternly while shaking his hand.

Tezuka brought his hand to his face, removing his glasses and wiped his eyes of the newly formed tears. Finally turning to look at Fuji, he embraced him. Holding him for his life and digging his nose into the crook of his neck. "I thought I lost you."

Fuji chuckled and closed his eyes slowly rubbing Tezuka's back. "I just fainted Mitsu." He sighed and kissed his shoulder. "It's nothing to be concerned about." He felt Tezuka tense in his arms and he raised an eyebrow at the action. He pulled away and placed a hand on his cheek. "What's wrong?" His complexion was slightly paler than he remembered.

"You were in a coma for two weeks."

He felt like someone had just dumped a bucket of cold water on him. His smile dropped and his hand dropped to bed. He stared at Tezuka in disbelief and began chuckling. Then after awhile he began laughing causing Tezuka to frown. He held his sides and placed a hand on Tezuka's shoulder. "Oh come on," He said panting from his laughter. "That's a bad joke." He wiped his eyes and smiled at Tezuka.

Tezuka was not smiling.

Fuji's smile dropped and he stared into those hazel eyes for what seemed like forever.

He was telling the truth.

The shock hit him harder the second time around and he looked down at the bed. So many things running through his head, so many thoughts and questions. He felt his hands turn cold and they began to sweat. He wanted to understand but could not, he tried to think back; what was the last thing he saw, what had happened, where were they? And the only thing he remembered was walking home with Tezuka in the middle of the night, they kissed and then what? He was so lost. He was so … lost.

How?

Despite his chaotic mind and memories going a thousand miles per hour, he was extremely calm and stared at the thick green blanket over his legs. It was Tezuka's favorite blanket. And his as well. So that was why his body was in so much pain. "What day is it?" He asked. His voice holding not an ounce of shock, an ounce of fear, an ounce of anything. Just as casual as it was every other day.

"It's Friday." Tezuka stared at Fuji and grabbed his hand. "It's okay. I'll call the doctor and let him know you're awake. You haven't missed much." Tezuka said with slight amusement in his tone. Fuji turned to him and Tezuka placed a kiss on his cheek. "But I've missed you." Tezuka closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, his forehead against Fuji's. Fuji felt his heart ache. He'd never seen Tezuka so out of place, so disheveled so...not like him. "I'm here for you." He whispered. He could smell the scent of his favorite green tea on Tezuka and he broke.

He wrapped his arms around Tezuka. "I'm so scared." Arms wrapped themselves around him and Fuji held onto him for dear life. "I'm so scared Mitsu." Tezuka ran his hand through Fuji's hair, gently combing it. "I feel so lost."

"It's okay. It's okay." Tezuka whispered, the tears daring to come back. He had almost lost everything. He had almost lost Fuji. How he hoped for the day to see those gorgeous azure colored eyes again. To see that smile. To hear that voice. He was so happy Fuji was back in his arms again. He prayed almost every night. He would sit there and look after him, hold his hand and occasionally talk to him. He had never felt so empty. He had never realized how big their apartment was, how spacious everything was.

How cold it was.

Fuji's vision began to cloud with the amount of tears that began to spill from his eyes. He felt empty. Hearing it didn't sound bad but coming to terms with the fact that he lost two weeks, lost two whole weeks of work, time, of space. He began to feel scared. How fast could time be robbed and how was it possible? He didn't understand. What happened that night?

He briefly looked up and saw a figure standing in the doorway. A dark, tall, black figure standing there. No gender, no form, but just the shape of a person. Maybe a little disfigured, a little bit out of the norm for a human staring at them. He couldn't see it's eyes but he felt them. He held Tezuka tighter and tried to scream but his voice was gone. He felt paralyzed. He felt a whole new fear overtaking him and he felt his body becoming cold.

Tezuka pulled away and Fuji turned to look at him, tears gone, mouth wide and eyes wide open. "What's wrong?" Tezuka whispered. Fuji closed his mouth and then closed his eyes. Shaking his head and looked past Tezuka again seeing nothing of what he had just seen standing at the doorway.

He looked at Tezuka. "Nothing. I must be tired." Tezuka nodded and got up. He felt on edge and reached for Tezuka. "Don't." Tezuka turned to him and looked into those azure eyes that always weakened him. "Please." Fuji whispered. He felt so vulnerable. The most he has ever felt in his life perhaps.

Tezuka smiled and went to sit next to him again. "Okay." He reached for his cellphone and dialed a number. "I'll stay here with you." He said covering the receiving end of the phone. Fuji managed to smile and turned to look at the doorway.