I was fine. Really, I was. Physically, anyway. Those nurses went and made a big deal out of nothing, focusing their time on me. I wasn't the one that was unconscious. Hiwatari was the one I was worried about and the staff should have been paying more attention to him instead of wasting time on me. So I was out of breath, big deal. Anyone would be after what I had to do to get him here.

I just needed to sit down or maybe even walk around a bit and I'd regain my normal breathing pattern. Get a bottle of water if I could find a vending machine and I'd be all right. Physically, anyway.

I was emotionally distraught, however, and given the fact that it's been three hours and no one has told me anything about Hiwatari yet, I had every reason and right to be.

I went up to the front desk every fifteen to twenty minutes to ask if they had gotten any word about him, but they keep telling me the same things.

"No, Miss Harada, the doctors haven't told us anything yet. Please, be patient."

"Asking us every fifteen minutes won't make the doctors work any faster and get him better any quicker. Please, go sit down."

"Just be patient."

How can I be patient when I have no idea what's going on?! I didn't know if he was going to be all right, what had happened in the first place, or what I was supposed to do now. Part of me wanted to go get Daisuke and Riku and let them know what happened, but I was afraid to leave. I was afraid that if I did, Hiwatari would be conscious or something bad might even happen while I was gone. There was no way in Hell I was going to leave. But I wanted someone here with me to wait or someone to tell me what I should do or at least comfort me. All of the things Daisuke and Riku are good for and they aren't even here.

I can't call them because the phone lines are still down and I have no way of reaching them or anyone else, really. It was just me and I'm so afraid. He better not die back there!

God only knows how well I'd handle one of the doctors or nurses telling me he'd died while they were doing whatever they were doing to him to try and make him better.

That made me even more anxious and nervous. I couldn't stand it. That thought alone sent my brain into overdrive. Pretty soon smoke would be visible over my head like in those old cartoons. Ugh!

"Miss Harada?"

One of the nurses was calling my name. Maybe she finally has news on Hiwatari!

"Yes ma'am?"

"Are you the one that brought in Satoshi Hiwatari?"

"Yes ma'am. I was the one that brought him in. Is he O.K.?"

"We don't know yet. The doctors are still running many tests on him. I was wondering if you could tell me what happened."

And of course she got my hopes up just to tell me she still had no idea if he was all right. Thank you. Oh, thank you so much.

"Well, to be honest, I have no idea what happened. I went downstairs to see if there was a working phone. He was sick in bed when I had got to his apartment and I was going to call an ambulance. He had a high fever and it hurt him to move. And then when I came back upstairs to check on him his door was blocked and he was begging me for help on the other side. When I got the door open he was unconscious on the floor. I don't know how he got there because I had left him in his bed."

He couldn't move without yelping in pain and I couldn't understand how he got all the way to the floor and all the way to the living room without someone hearing him.

"Do you know how high his fever was?"

"No ma'am."

"And you say he couldn't move without being in pain?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Do you know if he took any medication?"

"I gave him some Tylenol for his fever, but nothing else. I don't know if he took anything prior to me being there."

"Well while the doctors are working on him, could you please fill out this medical form? We have no way of contacting his parents or guardian with the phone lines down. Please, just try to fill out what you can."

"I'll try."

"Thank you."

Oh great. Forms. I hate filling out forms. I never know how to answer any of the questions. How the Hell am I supposed to fill out a medical form on someone I hardly know? All of these questions are questions that I have yet to ask Hiwatari. Like this one: 'date of birth:' I have no idea. He's never announced his birthday and as far as I know, he's never had a big celebration for it. And then: 'social security number:' I don't even know my own social security number, so there's no way I would know his. I'm not supposed to know it.

All of these questions I can't answer. I can fill in 'first name:' and 'last name:'… that's about it. I don't know his middle name, what his allergies are, how tall he is, how much he weighs, nothing!

I was becoming frustrated. I didn't know any of these answers and I was really getting worried about Hiwatari. He looked so sick and broken back at the apartment and the desperation in his voice is still sounding in my ears. I was driving myself half insane. The only thing keeping my sanity was the hope of receiving any news at all from anyone here. Good news, bad news, I don't care just tell me something!

I walked back up to the front desk and handed the nurse back the clip board and pen with Hiwatari's 'filled' out medical form. I didn't really help them, seeing as how they already know his first and last name. All that really means though, is that they know just as much about him as I do. Which is pretty much nothing.

If Daisuke was here he could probably have answered more of these questions than I did. He knows Hiwatari better than anyone else. I think he might even be the only person Hiwatari has ever opened up to. He lives alone and I doubt he has a very good relationship with his father and I've never heard of his mother. I remember seeing him and his father at last years' Christmas party and Hiwatari and him hardly spoke to one another. He's just as cold to his own father as he is to everybody else.

Hiwatari was a mystery all right. He was so unpredictable and with his unbreakable mask, you couldn't read his face. There was never any hint in his eyes as to how he felt. Was he happy, sad, angry, lonely… it was never displayed on his face. He always looked so professional and calm and aside from earlier, I had never really seen his expression change.

The only other time it ever seemed to change was when he would be chasing Dark. He smirked more and seemed more alive. Showed more anger and seemed so determined. He never looked so driven at any other time then when he was chasing Dark. Now that Dark was gone, was he ever going to be driven and alive again?

Why was he so cold, anyway? What made him that way? I've always been kind of curious about that. I mean I've never taken a deep interest in him until now. Not until that night he saved me. He protected me from that storm and it seemed like he genuinely cared for my well being. Even though he had tried passing it off as just being a gentleman, their seemed to be more to it than that. Why would he care if I was O.K. or not? Ah, so many unanswered questions!

And he wasn't fully here right now to answer them for me. Not like he would, anyway. And if he did they'd be brief and cold. Passed off as just being him or he'd tell me that questions like that are to personal or unimportant. Well that's too damn bad, Hiwatari, because if you're O.K. you are going to answer them for me! How much time has gone by?

It's only been an hour. My little inner rant only took up an hours' time? I don't know if that's good or bad. Well I might as well go up and ask about him again. But, of course, as soon as I stand up, one of the ladies looks at me and shakes her head. I promptly sat back down and sighed. This was taking too long. It's been four hours already, somebody has to know something!

And then finally a doctor came out from one of the back rooms. He walked up to the desk and started talking with the ladies. They all looked over at me and one of them even pointed. I sat up straight and looked over at them. The doctor had started walking towards me.

"Are you Risa Harada?"

"Yes sir."

"And you're the one who brought in Satoshi?"

"Yes sir."

"Well I don't really know what I can say. We've conducted multiple tests to see what caused him to black out. What caused his pain. All we could find, though, was his fever. Everything else seemed normal. He's not dead, but I don't know if all right would be the word for him right now. With everything being unexplained, I can't be sure of anything right now, but he is stable. He's still unconscious, but you can go and see him if you'd like."

"Thank you! Which room is he in?"

"217."

That was it. As soon as I got the room number, I bolted out of my seat and ran down the hall, searching for his room. I saw a nurse open the door and on the front of it, in black letters, it read '217'. I ran past the nurse and into the room.

There he was. Unconscious with an IV in his arm. He had hospital tags attached to his wrists and his heart monitor was beating steadily. Strongly. His blue hair was messy and out of place. His glasses were nowhere to be found and his breathing was in a steady rhythm once again. He wasn't breathing heavily and despite everything he looked somewhat peaceful. Though, every once in a while, his body would tense up, but then a few moments later he would relax again.

It was weird watching him sleep like this. It was a little painful too. Watching him lie motionless with tubes and needles in his arm and that oxygen mask covering his nose and mouth. He looked like he was dying with all of that stuff attached to him. His somewhat peaceful image was slowly being destroyed with every new discomfort I saw.

I saw some beads of sweat form on his forehead and I took a Kleenex from the Kleenex box and wiped them away. He seemed so fragile. My train of thought was interrupted when a nurse came in to change his IV bag. The nurse had been followed by a doctor who proceeded to tap me on the shoulder to gain my full attention.

"Miss Harada?"

"Yes?"

"I need to ask you a few questions."

"One of your nurses already questioned me about what happened. I don't know what went wrong with him and how he ended up in so much pain. I can only guess, though, that his fever was caused from being out in that storm. I don't know where his pain came from, though."

"He was out in that storm?"

"Yes. I went out in it looking for my sister. She ran off in the middle of it. I was following her and lost her down by Hiwatari's apartment. Hiwatari came outside and followed me. I thought he was a stranger and that he was going to hurt me, so I ran. He followed me and caught up to me when I fell and hurt my wrist. He wrapped it as best as he could for me and when he couldn't find his way back to his apartment, he helped me along until we found shelter. He stayed with me until I fell asleep and then I guess when the storm passed, he carried me home."

"I see. Did one of the nurses take a look at your wrist?"

"No."

"How unprofessional of them. Did they even look you over?"

"Yep."

"Well that's odd and I'm terribly sorry that they didn't check that. I'll have them look you over in a moment. I need to know, did you notice anything different about him that night out in the storm?"

"Well he wasn't acting like himself. But I didn't notice anything physically wrong with him. Not that I can remember, anyway."

"What do you mean he wasn't himself?"

"He was being nice to me. Hiwatari is so cold towards others that it was weird that he had cared for me and protected me like he did."

"And nothing else seemed wrong with him?"

"No."

"All right then, I'll send a nurse in to tend to your wrist. Thank you for your time."

This was really starting to scare me. No one knew what was wrong with him. Was he ever going to wake up? Was he in a coma or something?!

"Miss Harada, visiting hours are over. Let me have a look at your wrist and then you can go home."

Whoa! What?! Go home? No way! I'm not leaving him.

"I'm not going to leave him. You can check my wrist while we're in here, but I'm staying with him."

"I'm sorry, but you can't do that."

"I'm not going anywhere until I know he's going to be O.K.!"

When did I care so much about someone who could care less? I was confused as to why I was fighting this nurse so hard. I guess I just really needed to know he was going to be O.K. before I just left him there. Is that so wrong?

"You can come back tomorrow to see him. He should be conscious then. Now come with me so I can check your wrist."

"My wrist is fine and I'm not coming back tomorrow because I'm not leaving here tonight!"

"Miss Harada, if I have to, I'll call security and have you forcibly removed from this room."

"Then do that because I won't willingly leave. You people haven't told me anything about what's wrong with him. I have to know he's O.K.!"

This whole fight was starting to get really tense and I was slowly losing all my confidence. I didn't want security to have to remove me. I didn't want to make a scene. But I couldn't stand the thought of leaving him here. But why?

One of the doctors came in whispered something to the nurse. She started getting really red and began to protest, but the doctor silenced her. She bowed her head and looked back at me.

"Fine, you can stay. Just let me see your wrist."

What had changed her mind? Had to be what the doctor said. He just looked over to me and smiled and then walked away. I held out my hurt wrist, which I surprisingly couldn't feel. If guess all my worry distracted me from feeling any pain.

She grabbed it, poked it, flicked it, turned it over, gripped it and glared at me. She walked out of the room and then came back with some gauze. She grabbed my wrist yet again and began wrapping the gauze around it until my wrist was so stiff that it could barely move.

"Keep that on for a week and you should be just fine. It's not broken or fractured, just a little hurt. You'll be fine."

Well that was good to hear. Even though I wasn't really concerned about it. If I couldn't feel it anymore it showed how much I cared. My wrist would be fine, I already knew that. But what I don't know is if Hiwatari would be O.K.

Why do I care about him so much all of a sudden?


"A/N: Yay, another chapter is up! I can safely say that I'm proud at how this one turned out. It was pretty long compared to my other chapters. Well, please review!"