Surprise, Hiro's Point of View!
I stood there, mind shocked at Shuichi's words. He doesn't cuss. Period. I watched him take off down the street towards his house. Worried, but trustful, I started off towards my own when I remembered mom wouldn't be home for at least two more hours. I sighed and decided to find something else to do.
Halfway down the street I spotted a cafe (let's grace them with my presence). I ordered a frappachino and subconsciously took a stool by the window. For about an hour I just sat and watched the cars go by, slowly drinking my drink, trying to kill time. Then an ambulance rushed past. (Don't turn right. Don't turn right,) I thought watching it turn down Shuichi's street. (Ok...It could be that old lady across the street...or the two devil children). I thought to myself trying to stay calm. (Screw it!) I took off down the street much like Shuichi had done an hour ago. When I reached the start of Bakers street I saw that my wishes and hope couldn't have been enough. I rushed down the street and I flew past the caution tape the Police were putting up. I reached one ambulance to find Shuichi being hooked up to all sorts of machines.
"SHUICHI!" I yelled to him, panicking. I attempted to climb into the ambulance but the paramedic held me back.
"Are you family?" He asks.
"Yes!" I lied frustrated. I shoved past him and sat next to Shuichi. I looked him over and seeing bloodstains and bruises I grabbed his hand tightly. For a moment he regained consciousness and smiled at me. I weakly smiled back glad to know he's not dead or dying. Then he lost consciousness. I stayed with him in the ambulance until we reached the hospital but when they wheeled him into the emergency room they stopped me from going with him. A nurse redirected me to a waiting room where I sat and waited impatiently for any news on Shuichi. Shuu's mom had been admitted for shock so I was alone.
Several doctors rushed in and out of the room none looking happy. About an hour and a half after I left the coffee shop my cell phone rang. I looked at the number and cursed. I forgot about my mom.
"Hello." I said my voice cracking.
"Where have you been? You didn't even call! I was getting so worried about you!" She said righteously angry.
"Mom. It's Shuichi. He's in the emergency room right now." I said pushing back my tears at the thought of him lying, tiny, on that white bed.
"Oh god. I'll be right there!" She said hanging up the phone. I looked around the room and laughed slightly.
"3...2...1…" My phone rang again. "Hello?" I asked already knowing who it is.
"Uh…uhm...where are you guys?" She asked embarrassed. I told her which hospital and she hung up again with a promise of being right here. I put the phone away and set my head down on my knees, finally allowing myself to cry.
My mother found me curled up on a couch a few minutes later. My eyes were blood-shot, I'm sure, and there were tear-stains down my cheeks. She sighed sadly when she saw me.
"Would you like me to get us something to eat?" She asked an hour later. I started to protest but my stomach betrayed me. "I'll take that as a yes."
"I don't know if I'll be able to hold it down." I said truthfully.
"...then I'll get you something small." She said heading off to the food court. Once she was out of sight I got up and went to the bathroom. I washed my face and ran my hands through my hair.
"Shuichi you'd better be okay." I said sighing. Then I decided that sitting around and doing nothing was not going to make word of his condition come any quicker, so I headed off to do something productive. "Productive..." I mumbled looking around at the white walls that all looked the same. I sighed hopelessly before magically stumbling upon a gift shop. "Hum...I know you'll be okay so I'll get you a gift." I said as if Shuichi could hear me, and somehow I know he will get better. I walked into the store and examined all the over-priced stuffed animals and the sugar free candy. "What would you like...?" I asked myself.
"Looking for something special?" The lady behind the counter asked me.
"Yeah." I said looking through all the junk.
"For someone special?" She asked. I was too emotionally exhausted to answer verbally so I just nodded my head. "Would you like me to help you?" She asked watching me intently.
"Sure." I said shrugging my shoulders.
"Ok, Tell me about your friend." She said eyes glinting mysteriously.
"Ok. He's a guy with pink hair." She raised her brow in question. "It's natural. I think it suits him perfectly. He's hyper and in an ever changing mood. He like's gymnastics and is very flexible. He also likes to sing, and is good at it. His dad...well, lets just say his dad is the reason he's here." I said not telling her directly why he's here.
"Sounds like a cool guy. I think…he'd like this." She said before quickly pulling out a necklace from nowhere.
"Oh!" I exclaimed cheered slightly by her magic trick. "You're quite right. I do think he'd like that." I said looking closely at the microphone charm.
"I hope he gets better soon." The lady said smiling as I hand over the money.
"Thanks," I mumbled before walking back to the waiting room. I stuffed the necklace into my pocket just as my mom opened the door.
"I hope you weren't waiting too long." She said handing me some WacPondals. I shook my head and munched lightly on the fries. "Well, has there been any news on Shuichi or his mom?" She asked just as a doctor walked out of the emergency room.
"Are you Hiro?" The man asked looking at me.
"Yes...?" I said leery since I never told the doctors or paramedics my name.
"Well, Shuichi-kun wishes to see you. We're moving him to his own room as we speak." He said adjusting his glasses.
"So he's alive?" I asked hope filling my voice.
"Yes. He lost a lot of blood so he's very weak; he has two broken ribs, a broken arm, some bruises and some shallow lacerations, but other then that he's fine. We've got him bandaged up and set up to some IVs giving him nutrients and blood…I said you shouldn't see him but he insisted to the point of threatening the nurses." He said.
"That's Shuichi for ya." I mumbled a small smile on my face.
"Right this way…" The doctor said leading me to a recovery room. I smiled at the sight before me. Shuichi was holding a pillow, with one arm mind you, threatening to whack a nurse's head off 'if I can't see Hiro'. I laughed a little and this alerted him to my presence in the room.
"HIRO!" He yelled jumping off the bed tearing out his IVs as he rushed over to me. He pounced on me and wrapped his arms around my neck. With a groan I took the whole weight of both of us, lest we crash to the floor. The nurses rushed around in a panic trying desperately to pry him off of me and get him back into bed.
"Shuichi, hun, I think the nice ladies want you to go back into the bed." I said walking him back over to the bed.
"But, Hiro—They're evil! EVIL!" Shuichi said his eyes adorably wide.
"They just want to see you heal properly." I said sternly. "Now get your rest."
"Hiro. Stay with me?" He asked his eyes clearly worried that his dad was going to come and finish what he started, not knowing the man was gone from this world.
"Of course, Shu. Of course." I said watching him drift off into a peaceful sleep as I petted his head. (He is like a cat. Soft, cute, and has 9 lives.) I thought before drifting off into sleep.
AN:/ 9/24/11 Another chapter down one to go.
JSYK: No I'm not abused, no I don't abuse, and yes I do know one person who has been abused (but is no longer abused). And I don't endorse abusing or being abused (but who would?).
