"How long will he be down?"
"He was struck rather hard, right at the hip. His right side was hit, then knocked under the speeding car; the driver stopped as quickly as possible, but not before crushing his left arm and breaking his right hip. His brain waves seem to be fine; but it's much too early to tell."
"How long. Will he be out," YUki repeats himself, this time with more force in his voice.
The nurse blinks, and answers. "Well, he.. hasn't awoken since he arrived, but we estimate he should be awake in a few hours." She pauses. "I'm sorry, Yuki-san."
Yuki glares at her; he didn't need a fangirl here too. He turns and heads into Shuichi's room, sitting down next to him before taking a good luck at him. Wrappings around his head, waist and arm. Not to mention wrappings, just for cuts, on his cheek, shoulder, legs and hands.
He had come as quickly as he could. He was off on a book tour, but luckily only a few cities over. As soon as Hiro had called, he had gotten here. He stopped right in the middle of book signing, stood up and left, leaving many confused fans and a going-to-be-pissy-as-hell-later publisher.
"I can't leave you alone for two days. Two fucking days alone, and you're in the hospital. You are such an idiot," he mumbles, shaking his head. He looks up to see Shuichi's eyes open; they look lost and hurt, but they're just staring at the ceiling.
"You.. I'm sorry Yuki," He says quietly, closing his eyes. "I don't mean to be so much trouble.."
"Well you are," Yuki snaps, putting a hand to his head. He's so stressed out; both from a mix of annoyance that Shuichi's such a klutz, as well as stressed that Shuichi would be hurt too much. Yeah, he cared for the kid, more than he would let on.
"I had to stop a book signing for this. Why can't you be more careful? How the hell did this happen? Did you just run out in the street again? You can't keep being so damn careless," Yuki growls, and Shuichi keeps his eyes shut, body trembling with the tears.
"Yuki.. I didn't want to, I couldn't see where I was going," he says, sniffling.
"Get some rest brat. Clear that head of yours, stop crying before you get a headache."
Normally Shuichi would be happy to hear that Yuki cared about him enough that way; it misses him today as Yuki's derogatory words ring in his ears. He's so much trouble for Yuki. He doesn't want to give up, but he's getting tired of hurting and being let down. Maybe Yuki would hug him when he were feeling better. He could use a hug, even with this.. what is this pain? Ah.. what does it matter.. it's just.. a little..
He drifts off, exhaustion taking him, the tears drying on his face.
Aww :c Yuki's being uncharacteristically mean, I apologize for that.