A/N: Okay. I'm back. Time for another chapter! I have decided to dedicate this story to my favourite Yaoi author, Nondeplume1313. This author wrote 2 great FMA yaoi's called "For Him, For Her" and the sequel, "Worlds Collide". Thanks a lot. Here we go!
Chapter 2
Sitting by his Bed
Haru sat in the pale, mauve armchair next to Yuki's sleeping form. He had been is hospital for three days now and Haru had volunteered to stay by yuki's side in case he transformed. I can't keep doing this! I haven't eaten since I got here! Haru thought, What if I transform instead?
"Hatsuharu?" Tohru's voice called to him for outside the hospital door. "Hatsuharu?" We've come to bring you some food." Tohru opened the door to see a dirty, unshaven Haru bitting the hardly-there stumps of his nails.
"What? Oh, hi, Tohru." Haur lifted his head from his hands to see the smiling face of Tohru Honda looking down at him. "Hi, Momiji. How is school? Are we missing out on anything to bad?" Haru questioned the small blood headed boy behind Tohru.
"Well, kind of, but our teacher, and Yuki's too, gave me work to give you when Yuki woke up but… I'll keep it till he stirs, 'kay, Haru?" Momiji tried his best to smile and look optimistic but it was hard with the way Haru was at the moment.
"Thanks, Momiji. Tohru, do the docters know whats wrong with Yuki?" Haru asked, a sound of anxiety in his voice.
"They said they would come and talk to us --" Tohru was interrupted buy the door opening and giving way to a tall man in a white coat.
"Hello. My name is Mr. Suzumiya and I am Yuki's Doctor. We have run multiple test and we think we have discovered Yuki's aliment." The doctor shifted the clipboard in his arms to make it more comftorble. "Yuki has a disease called Tuberculosis which is a sever infection in his lungs. We are keeping Yuki sedated to he does not have to endure the pain of the infection." The facial features of the doctor didn't look hopeful.
"Can you cure him, will he be alright?" Haru asked jumping from his seat. Tears streamed down his dirty face.
"I'm very sorry but, no. His asthma makes him sensitive to this and it also makes him worse. I'm afraid the only thing you can do is say goodbye. He only has a few days, with or without sedation." The doctor's face dropped completely and he left the room with a frown on his face.
"Yuki…he's going….to die?" Haru stuttered. Toharu burst into tears and ran outside the hospital room. Momiji ran after her. No, Yuki! You can't die on me! I won't let you!
Haru bolted upright and sprinted out of the room. Giving only a moments thought to Yuki. You'll be alright. I'll save you. I will.
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Haru ran out of the hospital doors. It's raining. He thought. I must get to a temple! Any temple! Haru collected himself, breathed, then started walking briskly east away from the hospital. To the east side of Tokyo was the nezumi-kami Shrine.
As haru walked his final hill, he saw the temple. It had two, large stone rat statues standing out front of the temple. Haru gasped as he saw the shrine. He ran inside and stood before the altar.
"Spirts of the rat," He began, "Please help me. My friend that I care for deeply is sick. I need him. I can't live without him." Haru's voice trailed off as he stared to cry.
"Please help him. I beg you." His tear fell from his cheek and landed on the altar. "Please…..Please…please…." Haru droped to his knee's and cried as the muddy puddle at his knees laped around his ankles. "Please…"
Squeak! Haru lifted his head and turned. Squeak! Sitting in front of him was a small, grey rat. It looked ordinary. But why isn't it wet…at all? Haru thought. Squeak! The small mouse-like creature started to sprint down the steps and onto the road, heading westward. "To the hospital!" Haru yelled with praise.
Haru ran after the small nezumi. Yuki, I'm coming! He thought in his mind. Everything will be alright!
A/N: So what do we think? I have decided that I won't continure till I get 5 more reviews to if you want to know what happens, press the button! THE BUTTON CALLS YOU! cough Sorry. Please review.