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AN: Just something that came to mind in my Sociology of Family class today. Enjoy.
Title: Waiting
Rating: PG-13
Character(s)/Pairing: Toki
The waiting was unbearable. Sitting all alone in a room surrounded by white, Toki felt like he couldn't breathe. White walls, white bed, white floors, white everything! He didn't care the reasons why it was all white, it didn't make him feel any better, or any different.
The white-ness of the room did nothing to help him relax while he waited for the doctor to return with his results. The results that could change everything he knew.
How long had he been waiting? It seemed like forever and a half, just sitting in the room waiting for the door to open. Waiting for the good news, or even the bad news, hell any news.
It was Charles who had told Toki to go to the doctors, just in case. He told Toki it could run in the family and that he could have it and not even realize it yet. Wide blue eyes stared forward at the white door. Waiting.
Waiting…
His breath caught in his throat as he saw the door knob turn and time seemed to slow down at that point. In walked the doctor, manila folder in hand, and face set in an expression of remorse and regret.
One look at him and Toki knew. Like his father, he was going to die. Now it was only a matter of waiting.