Author's Note: So I did my research for this chapter and while it maybe a bit gross, it's accurate to the best of my ability. So fair warning.

For those of you who don't know a catheter is a flexible tube that goes through the urethra (in this case through the male's penis, though it can be used in a girl as well) and into the patient's bladder to freely collect urine.

A big thank you to all my readers for putting up with me this far and a special thank-you to those of you who reviewed. You guys make me want to continue writing!

Also, I encourage you to fill out your donor's cards and in case of your untimely death, your organs might be used to help someone. My best friend had a double lung transplant at age 15, she was given 4 more years to live and changed so many lives. She passed away April 2012 and man I miss her.

Hope you enjoy the chapter...oh and Happy Thanksgiving!

CHAPTER 4: BEEP

Beep. Beep. Beep

'What the hell is with all the infernal beeping? I just want to sleep!'

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep!

'Shut-up you stupid thing!'

Beep. Beep. BEEP!

'ALRIGHT ALREADY!'

Atem opened his cerise coloured eyes and immediately just wanted to go back to sleep. For one, he was feeling so damn groggy he felt like he needed a death coffee (6 espresso shots with a fuck ton of sugar) just to function. Secondly, his dick felt uncomfortable like, he couldn't stop pissing, and finally he was still in the god damn hospital, in a boring white-walled room, and the fucking beeping of his monitor was just pissing him off more.

"Ah, Mr. Sennen, how are we feeling today?" a young sweet blonde nurse asked as she walked into the room.

"Like I got hit by a train...how did the surgery go?" he asked.

"Very well, no signs of Mr. Mouto rejecting the kidney so far, which is fantastic news. After I check your catheter and fluid level to make sure you're other kidney is doing okay by itself, I will check your incision, give you a dosage of codeine and finally we're going for a little walk." the nurse did her job, much to Atem's displeasure ( he did not like having anyone near his penis, especially to see how much he pissed since the last time they checked...oh why the hell couldn't he stay asleep?) he glared at his monitor intensely, somewhat hoping it would spontaneously combust and burst into flames. "Alright, everything seems to be doing well. so let's get you up and moving!" God, if her voice could be anymore annoying, he was going to snap.

She helped him out of bed, made sure what he liked to call his "piss bag" was safely attached to his thigh before she got him up and walking. Man, walking sucked. His sides were throbbing, his ribs mostly. Every single breath was a challenge. Oh when were those drugs going to kick in?

About 15 minutes later he got his answer, as he felt drowsy and less sore. Still felt like there was a knife in his side, but still felt better than before. He wished there could be something more interesting to look at besides the endless dreary white walls and doctors.

When the nurse finally said they were done, he was so ready to collapse in his bed and just sleep for a mellenia. But apparently life was being a heartless bitch to him today.

"Hey cuz! How are you feelin'?" Right there, waiting for him with concerned honey-brown eyes was his shaggy-blonde soon-to-be cousin in-law, Joesph "Joey" Wheeler. He was wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt with a blue jacket. The energetic young man was Kaiba's fiancee, while the pair argued like cats and dogs, sometimes even breaking out into fist fights, they had this undeniable passion, and apparently the sex was "out-of-this-world-crazy-good". He was about to tell the man to go away when he noticed the tray of coffee.

"Please tell me that's what I think it is?" Atem pleaded.

"Death Coffee, just what our hero here deserves. But first, lettme help you to bed." Joey extended his hand, and helped the weary patient into the bed, then gave the man his coffee.

"Thank-you Joey, you are a life-savour!"

The blonde shrugged "What's family for?" Together they sipped their beverages in silence for a few moments. Joey then looked at the bed next to Atem's and asked "So is this the kid you saved, not once but twice?"

The tricolour-haired man smiled "Yep, three times actually. From the explosion, carried him up the ladder and gave him my kidney."

Taking a good look at the kid, Joey whistled "No wonder! He's quite the looker, ain't he? Though, I'm starting to wonder if you're a bit of a narcissist, Temmy."

"Temmy" chuckled softly (as not to cause pain from his ribs) and shook his head. "No, when he wakes up you'll see, he's got the most gorgeous eyes and sweetest smile. Not a damn thing like me at all." he took another sip of coffee.

"Hey, Atem?" the tone changed in Joey's voice, making Atem look at him dead straight in the face. "I've been through trauma and shock too. I know how its like with the nightmares and stuff. If you ever need to talk about anything at anytime, just know I'll be there for you Bud."

Somehow those words made him feel a thousand times better. Joey certainly had seen his fair share of death and abuse. He knew what it was like for a person to die right beside you, with you being powerless to stop it. The charred corpse of the dead doctor came to Atem's mind briefly before he shook the memory away. He then gave a genuine smile "Thanks, if I ever do need your help, I will call you."

Seemly satisfied with this, the blonde nodded before the biggest grin came on to his face. "So, that pink, feathered boa looked fabulous on you...I didn't know you swallowed, Temmy!"

Atem's eyes grew wide as saucers "Oh go fuck yourself, Wheeler!"

***Time Skip***

Atem didn't want to leave Yugi's side, ever. He was scared that the boy would wake up without him and be scared, lost and confused. After he was released from the hospital, he came by every day just to hold the little one's hand. After 2 weeks he knew all the nurses names. Kaiba and Joey often came down to give him some company and made sure that he ate and slept and they duelled or talked for awhile.

"You know," said Joey one day, "maybe there is a way we can wake him up."

"How so?" at this point, Atem was willing to try just about anything.

"I don't know, but Seto often jokes that the smell of bacon could wake me up, even if I was brain dead."

Atem shrugged. "It's definitely worth a try. Unfortunately they only I know about him is that he likes duel monsters, but bacon...bacon could work."