Chapter 2

At the Ward

Authors Note: Wow! This story has gotten more reviews than my other. I guess this one is a lot better. Maybe because its something that hasn't really been done before? I wonder…what makes a successful fic? Anyway, thanks to all who reviewed and I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as you enjoyed the first!
"I cant believe Im doing this" He muttered, combing his fingers through his blonde locks. As he got out of the car. He rotated his shoulders, working out the tension that had builded up, then he put on his shades, and re-combed his hair, so that they fell over the tinted glass of the shades.

"That kid's always gotta complicate everyone's lives" He continued speaking to himself as he entered the institution in which Shuichi had been placed.

He approached the front desk and pulled out his identification card. "Im here to see Shuichi Shindou" he spoke, lowering his shades a bit.

The woman at the desk looked over the identification card they typed something into her little computer. "Alright, just sign here please". She handed him a clip board with a chart in which he had to fill out his name, time of arrival, and relationship with the patient. Once it was filled out, he slid it back with a small grin.

"Thank you Mr. Uesugi" the woman spoke, then motioned for him to pass. "Its room 201. You'll need to leave all sharp or metallic objects outside the room, in the basket to the right of the door" she instructed.

He merely nodded once, slid his right hand into his pocket, and lifted his left hand into the air, making a sign that he heard her.

Once he reached the door, he took everything out of his pockets and set them in the basket, then opened the door.

"Shuichi" He said, closing the door behind him.

Shuichi looked up and his eyes widened a bit and he looked like a frightened child. "Yuki?" he asked gently, taking a step away from the wall and towards the man at the door. He reached out and touched his cheeks, feeling the warmth of his face.

"Yeah, its me Shu" came the reply, with a forced smile. "What the hell are you doing here, what are you doing to yourself?" he reached down and grabbed the boy's wrists, holding his arms up so that Shuichi could see his own wrists.

Shuichi pulled away quickly and closed his eyes. "You lied to me…."

"I know. Im sorry I left. I just thought it was the best thing for me to do at the time in order to get better. You were too much to handle. The stress was killing me. You don't want me to die, do you Shu?" he asked, looking down at the pink haired boy through his dark shades.

Shuichi shook his head and lowered his gaze to the ground as though he was thinking about what he wanted to say. "No. I love you. You know that…I'd do anything for you…."

"Be stronger then Shuichi. Don't act so weak just because Im gone. Your better than that. You want to do something for me? Fine. Stop hurting yourself. Go back to your music. Go back to being famous. Can you do that for me Shuichi? Can you act normal for once?"

"Are…are you coming back to me Yuki?" Shuichi asked, his eyes glowing with a bit of hope, his lips slightly parted. If Yuki came back there would be no need for him to die. He could be happy again and..

"I cant do this…"

The look of hope faded and Shuichi's arms dropped limp at his sides, leaning forward slightly. He looked disappointed, and on the verge of tears. "Then why did you come back?" he asked turning away so that Yuki wouldn't see him cry. "You made it seem like you cared about me…."

"I do care about you, and so does Yuki. Im sorry Shu. I cant do this anymore. You obviously need the real thing" Tatsuha spoke, sighing loudly as he took off the dark shades that covered his eyes. He felt pity. He knew that Shuichi didn't deserve this kind of pain. He was too good of a kid. "Your letting your fans down. You've worked so hard to drop Bad Luck like this" Tatsuha tried to reason with him, but Shuichi snapped.

He shoved Tatsuha back against the door. "You lied to me now too? Who can I trust now?" His eyes narrowed angrily and his hands balled into fists as his sides. He leaned forward, practically in Tatsuha's face. "I cant believe you tricked me". Tears began to trickle down his face.

His hand lifted and he punched Tatsuha across the face. "I hate you!" he spat. He lifted his hand to throw a second punch, but Tatsuha blocked it by wrapping his palm around the fist.

"Shuichi, stop! There's a reason he sent me here to see you!" He pushed Shuichi back and moved out from against the wall. He quickly made a break for the door as Shuichi began to punch at the wall.

Once he was out, the nurses rushed in to control Shuichi. As he stood just outside the door, he could hear Shuichi yelling.

"YOU TELL EIRI YUKI THAT HE'LL HAVE MY DEATH ON HIS HANDS! KITAZAWA WASN'T THE ONLY PERSON HE KILLED!"

Tatsuha stared for a moment, before he backed away slowly. Taking out his cell phone, he dialed his brother's number and waited for him to answer. But he never did….

"Damn him…" Tatsuha muttered. "Why isn't he home?"

"Because he's here" Yuki replied, coming to a stop before his younger brother. "Go home…I'll deal with the brat" Yuki then ordered.

"Shit. You actually came. I thought you said you werent" Tatsuha grinned, "I knew you cared about him"

"I said go home Tatsuha...Now"

"Oh, you don't want to go in there. He's really upset"

Yuki glanced back at his brother, his eyes narrowing. "And so am I".

"Yeah...well...maybe you should go in. It'll calm him down a bit to know your coming back to him"

Yuki rested his hand on the door knob and glanced back once more at Tatsuha, his eyes narrowing. "Who said I was coming back to him?"

And on that final note, he entered the room.

A/N: Continue?