A/N: I'm supposed to be studying for my exams;; but since studying doesn't come naturally for me... I must be doing something else =D
Please enjoy this chapter~ and WOOOT Summer holidays HERE I COME! (meaning- MORE UPDATES!) - if anyone is looking forward to it... that is XD
Chapter 3-
"Hello? Is Ryoma home?" Yukimura carefully squeaked the front gate open, and when he heard no reply from anyone, he let himself in. 'So this is where Ryoma lives…' he thought to himself as he explored the house finally stopping in front of Ryoma's room. He was about to knock on the door when a sudden scream leaked out the door. Yukimura burst the door open and found Ryoma lying on the floor in his own blood. "RYOMA!" He gasped, and rushed towards the unconscious boy. "RYOMAAA!"
'mmhmm…' Ryoma stirred and slowly opened his eyes. His vision allowed him to see only white. 'So this is what heaven is like…' he smiled at the thought.
Ryoma blinked twice and looked at his surroundings more carefully. 'Hospital? Why am I at the hospital?' he thought to himself before noticing the excruciating pain his wrist was giving him. He hissed in pain and clutched his wrist.
"Ah, Ryoma, I don't think you should do that yet." Only then, did Ryoma realize he wasn't the only one in the room. Yukimura smiled. "I see you are awake now Ryoma."
"You… What are you doing here?" Ryoma demanded, shifting backwards to the headboard glaring at the other.
"I found you almost dead in your bathroom." Yukimura raised an eyebrow and observed Ryoma as he slowly relaxed and slumped down.
"Why didn't you just leave me…" he mumbled loud enough for Yukimura to hear. Yukimura was honestly shocked by this response, so he kept silent.
"I'd… better call the doctor…" he excused himself and left the hospital room leaving Ryoma silent.
As soon as Yukimura left the room, Ryoma began to unattached himself from all the needles and untied himself from the bandages that were covering his wrist. He got up and dressed himself as if nothing was wrong, and looked out the window. 'hm… the second floor…' he thought to himself looking for something he could use to climb down. Noticing the conveniently located tree next to the window, he jumped out and landed on one of the tree branches. 'I gotta get a new wrist band…' he thought to himself as swiftly jumped down from the tree.
"Doctor… I … I swear he was here before I left!" Yukimura's outer appearance looked calm, but his inner self was in complete chaos.
"This isn't a funny joke mister." The doctor yawned and left the room mumbling about sleeping. Yukimura searched for Ryoma in his hospital room, and checked the nurses if they saw him leaving, but couldn't find anything. That is until; he looked up to see the opened window.
"He couldn't have…" he assured himself, but was failing epically (I don't think that's a word… is it?) at doing so. "I'll just go search of him" he grabbed his bag and headed for the exit.
Meanwhile…
Ryoma ran. Ran without thinking. Without meaning. Without hope. 'I need to get away from here again… I must run… Run till I die…' he mentally wailed
"Otto… you should watch where you're going." Ryoma felt firm hands on his shoulder. When he wiped the tears out of his eyes, he saw Sanada looking at him with raised eyebrows. Ryoma quickly looked down at his shoes.
"Please let go…" Ryoma mumbled.
"That's not how you ask for a favor." But Sanada relaxed his hands on his shoulder letting them fall to his sides.
"Thank you." Ryoma sighed and just as he was about to run off, Sanada grabbed his wrist. Ryoma gasped, shuddering at the sudden release of pain. Once again, his legs failed him and dropped him on the rough cement floor.
"I don't think you're running away again. Yukimura called." Sanada explained rubbing his temples with his other hand. Sanada's grip on Ryoma's wrist tightened, as a hiss escaped from Ryoma's mouth. He glared up at the one causing him pain, but that glare was ignored because Sanada swiftly took his phone from his pocket and dialed his best friends' number.
Yukimura urgently picked up on the second ring. "Did you find him?"
"Yeah, I found him" Sanada looked down at Ryoma, whose eyes were filling with tears once again. "Pretty pathetic looking at the moment though." Sanada added looking at the younger boy scrawl.
Yukimura hissed from the other side of the line. "Could you just bring him to my house please?"
"Im already in front of your house."
'At Yukimura's house?' Ryoma looked confused. But snapped out of it when he heard the gate smash open.
"I'll be leaving now Seii." Sanada nodded and headed off.
"Echizen…" Yukimura sighed. "Are you a frickin suicidal?"
"Maybe I just didn't want to live." Ryoma shot at him. Yukimra's eyes widened in shock. 'since when did the cocky arrogant brat snap?'
"What made you like this…" Yukimura almost pleaded.
"It's none of your business." Ryoma mumbled again.
"Oh really..?" Yukimura raised an eyebrow. "Well I saved you from actually successfully killing yourself so I think I do have something to do with things. Wouldn't you agree?" Ryoma said nothing, defeated.
"But first, I think you should come into my house. Don't you think it's getting a bit chilly out here?" He led the broken young boy into his house and when up to his room. "Wait here." He ordered the boy leaving his room. When he came back, he was holding a cup with dark liquid in it. Ryoma just stared at it. "It's hot chocolate, it will make you feel better." Yukimura handed him his cup, as Ryoma thankfully accepted.
"Okay fine…" Ryoma sipped his hot chocolate and he proceeded on telling him about the death of his father and his sempai's cold treatment towards him. Yukimura's eyes were closed, trying to picture everything and nodded his head once in a while to show that he was listening. When Ryoma was done with his tale, Yukimura got up from his chair and went over to the bed with Ryoma was sitting on.
"I'm sorry about everything that happened to you… But that really doesn't mean you should give up on life." Yukimura comforted Ryoma, patting his back. For the first time in a really long time, Ryoma felt warm, not physically, but mentally. He was actually calm. He allowed his tears to escape his eyes, and relaxed his head on the older boy's shoulders.
"thank you…" and just like that, he fell asleep.
A/N: I suppose this was pretty short actually... But either way~ Please review this chapter~ =P
