Egoist
Nowaki tightened his eyes as the gun was grasped tighter. From that moment on everything seemed to move in slow motion, Nowaki held his ears and kneeled down slightly.
'Kid, move out the way!'
Nowaki's felt his hands tighten and his brows frown as he listened to that voice. It sounded like the teacher who'd entered the hospital with the boy earlier... but he wasn't quite sure.
'I said fucking move, baka!' The voice yelled again.
Nowaki's
eyes shot open, and his jaw dropped as he watched.
'Hiro-san!'
He spat 'Hiro-san, Hiro-san!' he repeated.
'Why is Hiro-san here!? Why, why Hiro-san?'
Is it lunch already, Nowaki thought he should have known Hiro-san would show up.
'Kamijo-sensei!'
the boy on the floor said with a shocked look on his face.
'Professor Kamijo, w-why...' The black haired teacher on the
floor slowly looked at Nowaki who caught him out of the corner of his
eye.
Hiroki dashed toward the young boy. Nowaki noticed the trigger being pulled exactly the same time as his Hiro-san jumped to push the boy out of the way.
Bang.
Screams flooding the room as the body hit the floor. Blood covered the young boy's face and body who was on the floor staring at the body lying in front of him. He began breathing heavily as he took in what had just happened.
This
Isaka
suddenly dropped the heavy gun and fell to the floor. His eyes
widened and his body hunched as he touched the body.
'No,
d-don't touch him with your hands! Your sick murderous hands have
just-just... ' Nowaki screamed, he sounded furiously that many
people had began dialling on their mobiles. 'Just don't move!'
he continued.
Nowaki pushed past a few people and skidded to the
floor, already the amount of blood gushing out of Hiroki's body was
insane. Nowaki rested his hand on his lovers wound, Hiroki
frowned.
'It hurts, N-Nowaki' he moaned. Nowaki hadn't cried
in a long time but seeing his lover in pain killed him inside. Tears
gathered up in the corner of his eyes and after one small blink they
trickled down his cheeks.
'Kamijo' the teacher shuffled into the pool of blood next to Nowaki and glared down at his friend he then slowly looked round at the boy who was sitting in shock.
Terrorist
'What's going on, I entered a hospital and expected to be safe. My phones been constantly vibrating and this kid on the floor is practically frozen. Shit, Kamijo is covered in blood.'
Miyagi watched the tall dark haired man net to him pull out a small mobile and ring a 3 numbered number.
'Ambulance... yes... bleeding, he's been shot... yes.... okay arigato'
'He has a lot of strength; he did that without shedding a tear yet now he can't hold back'
Romantica
'I came to see Usagi-san, that's all I wanted. I didn't expect Isaka to be here, did he expect me here? Obviously... the man doesn't carry a gun ever where. I don't know, I can't speak or move this figure in front of me... it's to awful but I can't look away. That could have been me on the floor, but I wouldn't have anyone crying and hanging over me like he has.'
Misaki heard over 3 sirens pull up near the hospital entrance, he hoped at least one would be the police and fortunately they all were, but his professor really needed an ambulance.
Egoist/Hiroki's P.O.V
'Ouch, it really hurts. I'm not sure why, what just happened? Did I get shot? I've never seen Nowaki cry so hard, he cried before when I went to hospital... but that was for a broken arm which he caused.'
'Hiro-san
you fell!?'
'No, I flew!? Stupid baka it's your fault for
making me climb the tree!'
Nowaki smiled, he just wanted to
show Hiro-san the amazing view from up there.
'Ouch, my arm... I
can't move it. Look what you've done now?'
'It's broken
Hiro-san' Nowaki silenced himself '... I hurt you Hiro-san'
Nowaki's eyes began puffing up as he looked down at the swollen
arm; a few tears fell out as he touched it gently.
'You don't
need to cry I'll be fine...'
'I'll
be fine...' Hiroki whispered as Nowaki held on his lover.
'No,
no Hiro-san not this time and if I'd just left at lunch we could
have gotten away from all this'.
Egoist
Half a
dozen police charged into the hospital holding their guns high and
yelling at everyone to stay calm and get down.
Isaka stood still
ready for his punishment; Nowaki watched them take him and the poor
patients away. He wasn't leaving; he was staying to take care of
Hiroki. The boy on the floor got carried out and the other professor
followed. The police blocked any way to get into any of the wards.
Nowaki watched the black haired professor begin telling exactly
what had happened.
Nowaki was slowly pulled up and dragged out
the hospital with a little force, he was a bit dazed after what had
happened and usually wouldn't dare be moved if he was told or made
to but he couldn't help himself.
Nowaki's vision began to blur and he found himself falling into a deep sleep...
