Don't fight for me

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Darkness. That was all Nitori saw in the pitch black…wherever he was. It seemed that there were no light sources anywhere to be seen, and nothing within the room itself.

"h-hello?" the cautious voice of the apprehensive boy called out into the darkness, that just seemed to become vaster with each small step he took.

Nothing.

The silver haired boy started to tremble, no response was worse than actually receiving one. He hated being alone like this, ever since the incident that fateful night. He had also grown quite attached to Rin's presence always beside him, protecting him in one way or another. He had grown use to nearly bumping into the redhead on a regular basis because of their close proximity. Exchanging thoughts and Rin helping him catch up in his classes. He always felt tense and slightly fearful without the older male by his side.

He continued in this dark world until a flicker of light appeared, illuminating a figure he was all too familiar with. The hunched back and a menacing grin plastered onto the burly man's crazed face, Nitori couldn't envision the face well enough to make out a clear image, yet he could remember this character for the horrifying memories of him. His attacker. The grinning man walked carefully towards the silver haired boy, currently terrorized. He cracked his knuckles and reached out to stroke the skin near his wide blue eyes with tears already forming. His body refused to move.

"Just because im gone doesn't mean that your safe." He whispered, cackling slightly into the trembling male's ear as his hand rested on his cheek.

It made him want to throw up.

He didn't want this man touching him, he needed help. Just as the large man raised his fist, Nitori flinched and his vision faded.

He bolted up and raised his own shaking hand to his cheek, not feeling the pain he expected. It was still dark, but there was a faint light pouring from the window across the room. Suddenly tears rolled down his cheeks in swift drops. They wouldn't stop. He let his sobs and shakes seize him, as he realized he was alone in his dorm room.

He couldn't take this anymore, he had had too nightmares since he had returned, and this time Rin wasn't here to tell him it would be ok and that he was safe.

He wasn't. He wouldn't ever be ok.

I'm not safe. I'll never be the way I used to be. Theres no point in me ruining rin's life. He sat his head into his sweating hands, shaking slightly.

Slowly he sat up straighter, softly climbing off of his bunk and into their bathroom.

Rummaging through every cabinet for anything. When suddenly all of his motions halted as his fingers grazed upon a plastic container full of medication for his injuries. That would do. He stared at the shape in his hand, all writing on it becoming a blur as he unscrewed the lid and poured the contents into his palm. He just stood there for a minute, but what seemed like eternity. Feeling sorry for not leaving a note of some kind, at least to Rin. No one would miss him if he were to leave the world, rin just wouldn't a corpse on the bathroom floor.

Quickly, small drops of tears wet his palm as he stared at his open hand. Raising the contents to his mouth and swallowing half of the small pills, before downing the few remaining.

Then he waited.

He slid down to the cold tile floor attempting to dry his tears, but things were becoming hazy, and his limbs felt numb. My stomach really hurts. In the back of his mind he thought that he had let out a strangled groan from the pain he was feeling through the numbness.

He faintly registered the door to the room opening and someone coming into the bathroom. Barely felt the pair of hand on his shoulders, as whoever was there picked up the, now empty bottle, of the downed medication. His vision started going away and then back again, each time he opened his eyes it was different.

He was being lifted up and being ran through the room.

Then darkness.

He was outside looking up at the sky, the moon shining brightly yet he could only make out blurry images of trees and buildings.

Darkness once more.

Then they were engulfed in white halls and lights, and the scent of lemon and sterile rooms filled his mind. He had been here before he thought. Soon he was being taken from the arms that had carried him, he was layed down and then…

It was dark.

His vision turned bright and white. Am I dead yet? He tried to move, yet felt a throbbing pain throughout his body at the attempt. The boy was confused, he wasn't suppose to feel pain when he was dead.

"young man, can you hear me?" A faint voice called out, as the light moved for a bit, revealing the blurry image of a figure above him, then the light was back. He tried to speak, but he wasn't sure if his lips moved.

"Blink if you can hear me." The soft voice spoke once again.

This time his body surprisingly listened, and he closed his eyes half way before giving up, but apparently it was enough for the doctor.

He tried speaking again and he was able to get words out.

"Im tired." Nitori spoke In a voice that sounded funny to his ears. He wanted to go to sleep, his body ached and his eyes wanted to close desperately.

"I know, but you need to stay awake. You have a young man here that really wants to see you and it'd be rude to go to sleep." The voice spoke softly as if talking to a child.

Did they mean rin?

"Ill try.." The small boy promised as he fought to push the drowsy feeling away, along with the pain and sadness that seemingly overwhelmed him. "Very good, he'll be very happy to see you." The gentle voice praised him as Nitori let out a small smile that went unnoticed.

Rin's POV

The redhead boy stayed in an empty room of the hospital that he had run to, as he sobbed. Letting everything that had happened flood him at once.

He should have been with him.

He should have been able to stop him.

If Nitori died now, after everything he would gladly follow. It was sudden and in only a short period of time, but he loved the boy and needed him. More than he had ever needed anything before. He couldn't lose him after all they had gone through, just because Rin couldn't help him.

He buried his head deeper into his palms as he let his tears run freely. If Nitori survived this, he wouldn't ever leave him again. They'd be together forever, with no exceptions. Rin would be by his side to comfort him and help him. He'd love him and care for him when he couldn't care for himself. He wiped his eyes and sat on the floor, much like the position he had found the grey haired boy. Patiently waiting for those dreams to become reality.

Disclaimer: im sorry this got really depressing, I just really needed to write it like this and don't worry, things will change in the next chapter. Please review because I wanna hear what you think. See you in the next chapter!