A/N- Just a warning, this next chapter is a tad sappy, but hey, I'm happy
with it. So, please read, review and enjoy.
Chapter 7- The Waiting Room
Kyoji didn't actually recall all that happened in the previous few hours. He did remember riding in the ambulance at Domon's side. He had stared at him helplessly as the boy struggled to breathe, even with an oxygen mask on. At one point, the teen had felt his eyes beginning to sting. "Domon, you stupid brat!" He thought fiercely. "You'd better not die on me! You'd better not!"
Now he sat alone in the waiting room as his parents filled out all kinds of papers at the nurse's desk. He stayed hunched over with his head buried in his hands, trying to shut out the rest of the world. He could only wonder what was happening to his little brother behind those two doors. "Why?" he kept asking silently. "Why did it have to be Domon?"
The sound of footsteps snapped his head up.
"Kasshu?" An old doctor asked, as he checked his clipboard.
Kyoji got to his feet and stared up at him anxiously. "How is he? How is Domon?"
He waited for a moment as Raizo and Mikino came over to hear. The entire room seemed to fall silent. He cleared his throat. "Well, it would seem that he has a form of pneumonia, and a severe case at that."
The Kasshu parents' faces were aghast. Kyoji frowned. "So what are you saying?"
"We're administering medicine and fluids, but at this point, it's hard to say for sure. It came one very fast and harsh for such a young child. It's a matter of him being strong enough." He wore a sad and concerned expression. "He.he could die."
"No way!" Kyoji spat, his hands balling into fists. "He's not going to die!!"
Mikino, through her tears, placed a hand on his trembling shoulder. Raizo took a deep breath. "When can we see him?"
"It would probably be best if all three of you didn't go in all at once." The doctor said. "But if one or two of you are ready, you can go in now."
The mother and father exchanged quick glances. "Kyoji, you should go first." Mikino said softly.
Kyoji was surprised, but nodded. The doctor moved aside so he could enter the hall. "Last room on the left."
Gulping, the teenager forced himself forward, stopping hesitantly after the doors flapped shut behind him. Then, he proceeded down the hall.
Chapter 7- The Waiting Room
Kyoji didn't actually recall all that happened in the previous few hours. He did remember riding in the ambulance at Domon's side. He had stared at him helplessly as the boy struggled to breathe, even with an oxygen mask on. At one point, the teen had felt his eyes beginning to sting. "Domon, you stupid brat!" He thought fiercely. "You'd better not die on me! You'd better not!"
Now he sat alone in the waiting room as his parents filled out all kinds of papers at the nurse's desk. He stayed hunched over with his head buried in his hands, trying to shut out the rest of the world. He could only wonder what was happening to his little brother behind those two doors. "Why?" he kept asking silently. "Why did it have to be Domon?"
The sound of footsteps snapped his head up.
"Kasshu?" An old doctor asked, as he checked his clipboard.
Kyoji got to his feet and stared up at him anxiously. "How is he? How is Domon?"
He waited for a moment as Raizo and Mikino came over to hear. The entire room seemed to fall silent. He cleared his throat. "Well, it would seem that he has a form of pneumonia, and a severe case at that."
The Kasshu parents' faces were aghast. Kyoji frowned. "So what are you saying?"
"We're administering medicine and fluids, but at this point, it's hard to say for sure. It came one very fast and harsh for such a young child. It's a matter of him being strong enough." He wore a sad and concerned expression. "He.he could die."
"No way!" Kyoji spat, his hands balling into fists. "He's not going to die!!"
Mikino, through her tears, placed a hand on his trembling shoulder. Raizo took a deep breath. "When can we see him?"
"It would probably be best if all three of you didn't go in all at once." The doctor said. "But if one or two of you are ready, you can go in now."
The mother and father exchanged quick glances. "Kyoji, you should go first." Mikino said softly.
Kyoji was surprised, but nodded. The doctor moved aside so he could enter the hall. "Last room on the left."
Gulping, the teenager forced himself forward, stopping hesitantly after the doors flapped shut behind him. Then, he proceeded down the hall.
