Chapter four
"Gnh…" Manta opened slowly his eyes. He was lying in his bed again. Manta moved carefully but stopped dead when the familiar ache returned to his limbs. Though… it wasn't nearly as bad as it had been before. Yet he twitched involuntarily when he felt a hand on forehead.
"Hm… a slight increase in temperature… but nothing that'll need to be treated unless it get worse…" Manta watched the doctor carefully with half lidded eyes, why do I feel so tired?
"C-could I have some water?" Manta's words were slurred and Faust raised an eyebrow before he understood what Manta meant. With a small gesture with his hand Eliza stepped forward. With one hand she helped Manta sit up, leaning him against the pillow and gave him a glass of water with the other one. Manta had to hold it with both his hands as he carefully took a sip of it. Why do I feel so weak? He thought when he'd noticed that his hands were trembling slightly. With a gentle touch Eliza took the glass away from him and put it on the bedside table before he'd drop it.
"You've slept for nearly three days." Faust said, as if answering Manta's unspoken question.
Manta's eyed dilated and his jaw dropped open. He'd been asleep for three days? Was that even possible? Sure he'd heard of people that fallen asleep in comas but… how? And why?
'… an experiment?'
"Hm… it seems as if it drains the patient's energy and works as a soporific… how interesting." Faust stroked his hand over Manta's head, not very unlike as one does with a pet. "How did it feel? And how are you feeling now?"
"I… it was painful…" Manta whispered.
"It was?"The doctor's voice was calm and betrayed no emotions rather on the contrary in fact. Manta swallowed and pulled his legs up to his chest in a sitting fetal position as he continued.
"In the beginning I felt dizzy and threw up, then I went to bed and it hurt so much…"
Faust wrote down what Manta had said in his notebook. Manta hugged his legs more tightly and rested his chin against his knees. "…and when I tried to walk, it was so painful… I fell down to the floor and I think that I fainted." Faust nodded and scribbled it down.
"And do you feel now? Does it still hurt?"
"Now there's only this dull ache and I just feel so tired."
"Is that so?" Manta closed his eyes and rested his forehead against his knees. How could you feel so tired after you've just woken up? The sound of scribbling and then footsteps. Slowly he looked up as he felt the doctor's hand clench around his upper arm. Then his eyes dilated.
"Please don't." He whimpered. "Not again." Faust carefully placed the needle. Manta tensed and closed his eyes, a small streak of tears running from his eyes. Without another word Faust injected the needle.
"Now," Faust said while he took it out. "You must be starving since you haven't eaten for three days, what would you like to eat?"
"I'm not hungry." Manta said weakly.
"You need to eat." The doctor said with a stern voice. "And if you want to refuse, I am more that capable of stuffing down a hose down your throat to give you all the nutriment you need. Does that sound more pleasant to you?"
"…I'll eat."
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Manta had to force himself to eat. Sure the food Eliza cooked was good but, since he'd been injected again he had a slight nausea that was growing slowly. Manta wasn't sure if he'd be able to keep it later. He glanced at Frankensteiny that had been set on guard so Manta would eat up everything. The doctor himself and Eliza had already left the room.
Finally the plate was empty, even if he'd only put down his fork for a second Frankensteiny would have growled. Manta didn't think for a second that it had been an empty threat. No. Faust, being the person he was, he simply didn't use empty words. And when it was about 'medical research' as he'd called it, he was more that determined to achieve his goal. By any means necessary.
Manta put the empty plate on bedside table and then tried to find a comfortable position to sleep in. he felt the dull ache return as he slipped off to sleep.
There, finally I've written the fourth chapter! Cheers mate! Hope ya like it.
Oh, thanks to Bugsey58 –yesh, Faust truly is a helpful sadist lol, and I have a feeling that you know what's going to happen… Asher Tye –No, of course there's nothing wrong with wanting to see your favorite character in pain. Chibi4rei- Get off! Get off! Get off! I've updated already so get off!
Now, before I leave I got a question, in future chapters (though most of my ideas a pretty blurry, so any tips is… ah screw that! I ain't gonna repeat myself again) none of you got anything against yaoi, right?