Chapter 37

Roxas' breath hitched in his throat as Dr. King rolled him into the room. He felt tears spring to his eyes and he fought to keep them at bay.

Sora lay in the bed in the center of the room. His back to the far wall. His knees drawn to his chest, his arms wrapped around them as he stared blankly at the wall. His face was completely emotionless. No trace of Roxas' loud, happy-go-lucky brother was to be found. An IV was attached to the back of his right hand. But despite the IV that nourished him he was thin, and his skin was pale white in color.

Roxas felt his heart ache at the sight and he felt a heavy weight settle on his shoulders when he realized that he had done this to him. He was the one who had made Sora like this.

"S-S-S-Sora…?" He said, barely above a whisper. Dr. King rolled him beside the bed, positioning him beside his brother before stepping back, giving the brothers there space.

"Sora…" Roxas said again, he couldn't hold back the tears any longer so he let them fall, feeling as they ran down his cheeks. He could feel his hands shaking as he gripped the arms of the wheelchair. At the sound of his brothers voice Sora gave a jerk, causing Roxas to flinch slightly at the suddenness of it. In an instant his brother's once blank eyes flashed to him. His face contorting with fear as he sat up straight.

Crawling backwards desperately Sora shook his head back and forth frantically. "No no no no no no no no. Don't do this Roxas! Don't do this to me! No no no no!" He screamed, backing away to the edge of the bed. A second later he screamed incoherently, clutching his head and falling forward, burying his face in the bed as she screamed.

Instantly Cloud and Demyx made to rush to his aid but Dr. Taylor raised his arm, stopping them as the nurse and Dr. King stepped forward, moving to Sora's side, trying to calm him.

Roxas sat motionless, frozen in place as he watched his brother scream in terror. How could he have done this to Sora? How could he have been this selfish? Sora had only ever tried to protect him and this is what Roxas gave him in exchange. He was a horrible brother.

"I'm sorry, Sora. I'm so sorry…" Roxas cried, Slowly he struggled to his feet, ignoring Dr. Taylor and Armand who rushed to his side, trying to get him to sit back down. When they took hold of his arms he shook them off roughly, not looking at them. He only had room in his eyes for Sora.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Sora." Roxas whispered, taking a step forward. A moment later his legs gave out from under him, luckily though he collapsed on top of the bed. He lay there for a second, tears still falling from his eyes.

"Sora. Sora, I'm sorry." He said, pulling himself up toward Sora. Sora appeared not to hear him though, not over the sounds of his own muffled screams.

Roxas crawled forward, until he was kneeling in front of Sora. He reached out, wrapping his arms around his brother.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

At the sound of his voice and his touch Sora froze. His screaming coming to an abrupt halt, his trembling stopping instantly.

"Sora?" Roxas asked tentatively, leaning back slightly so he could peer down at the brunette.

Slowly Sora looked up, his eyes searching his brothers' face, his own still twisted with fear. Suddenly Sora threw his arms up, wrapping them around Roxas'.

"Roxas! Roxas! Roxas! Oh Roxas!" He repeated Roxas' name over and over as he clung to him, his face buried in his brother's shoulder.

Roxas could feel Sora's body trembling furiously against him; he could feel the sweat soaking through the boys' shirt.

"Sora…" He said softly, pulling Sora closer against him a he ran his hand over the brunettes' hair soothingly.

"Don't leave me Roxas. Don't leave me. Please, Roxas. Please."

"I won't Sora. I won't"

"Roxas, it's almost time for your chemo. We're going to have to take you back to your room now."

"No! Roxas can't leave me! Roxas don't go away again, please!" Sora said frantically, looking up at his brother desperately.

"Don't worry, Sora. I'm not going to leave you." Roxas said soothingly, leaning forward and pressing his lips gently against the top of Sora's head. Pulling away he looked up at Dr. Taylor and Dr. King.

"I don't see the problem with taking him with you." Dr. King finally said. "He's going to have to stay at least another day, we still have a few more tests to run but it's not like we can't do them out of your room upstairs."

"Thank you," Roxas said, giving her a small smile. "You hear that Sora. You can come share my room with me. Okay?"

"'Kay," Sora said meekly, scooting to the edge of the bed with Roxas, his hands firmly wrapped around Roxas'. It had been over an hour since Roxas had been brought to see Sora. Since then he had finally managed to calm Sora enough that the boy was no longer sobbing, though his face was still scared. Sora hadn't once let go of Roxas, let alone let him out of his sight. Every time the blond had moved even an inch Sora had flinched, drawing closer to his brother as if afraid he would leave him again.

Roxas felt his heart ache every time Sora flinched like that. It broke his heart to see his brother this skittish and scared.

"Come on, we can watch a movie while I'm doing my chemo. How does that sound?" Roxas asked as Armand and Taylor helped him into his wheelchair, which was considerably harder with the brunette hovering inches from him.

Sora nodded, chewing his bottom lip worriedly, his eyes never leaving Roxas.

Roxas squeezed his brothers' hand reassuringly before Dr. Taylor pushed him from the room, Sora walking beside him. Cloud, Armand and the rest trailed behind them, following them up to Roxas' room.

As Taylor wheeled Roxas into his room Roxas caught a glimpse of himself in the glass door leading to the balcony. It had been days since Roxas had seen himself. And what he saw made him draw back slightly.

Staring back at him was a sickly figure. His body was thin and frail, his cheek bones gaunt and his hands bony. His skin was pale in color, unhealthy in appearance. On hi head he wore a thick black snow cap, its short brim turned slightly to the side, the thick material hiding the fact that no hair grew beneath it.

Together with Sora beside him they made quite a sight.

Roxas tore his eyes from the reflection as Taylor wheeled him to the bed. Without waiting for help he stood, sitting on the edge of the bed and swinging his legs up. He scooted over, motioning for Sora to follow him. Sora obeyed, climbing in after his brother.

"I'll go let the nurses know you're ready for your chemo, Roxas. I'll come back and check on you in a few hours, alright?"

"Okay," Roxas watched Dr. Taylor leave the room.

"Cloud, Aerith. I'd like to discuss Sora's medication and treatment, if that was alright with you. It won't take long." Dr. King asked.

"Sure," Cloud said. "We need to run back to the house afterwards so we'll be back in a few hours, alright?" He asked Roxas.

Roxas nodded, watching the three adults leave the room. Leaving only Roxas, Sora and Demyx. The brunette made his way over to one of the chairs beside the bed. A moment later a nurse bustled in. The three of them were quiet as she set up the IV, connecting it to the back of his hand.

Roxas closed his eyes as a wave of dizziness washed over him, followed by a dull throbbing in his head as the chemicals started to make there way into his body. After a few seconds though he opened his eyes again, he was used to these side effects by now.

After the nurse left the room Demyx scooted to the edge of his seat, watching Sora. Roxas gave him a sympathetic look; he knew how hard this all must have been for him. Having to watch the boy he loved in this much pain and being unable to do a thing to help him.

"You feeling okay, Sora?" Demyx finally asked, he reached out, gently touching the brunettes shoulder.

At the contact Sora flinched away, drawing closer to Roxas as he turned to see who was touching, his eyes wide with fear. As if he were afraid someone were going to take him away from his brother.

Demyx pulled back, hurt.

Roxas felt Sora relax as he saw it was only Demyx. Sora's face flushed slightly when he realized what he had done. He shifted slightly, turning towards Demyx, though he still leaned against Roxas, one hand still firmly wrapped around the blonds.

"Demyx…" Sora said with a small smile, he lifted his free arm welcomingly.

Demyx smiled as he saw the gesture, he stood, sitting down on the edge of the bed as he leaned forward, wrapping the smaller boy in a hug.

Roxas smiled as Sora pulled back slightly so he could kiss Demyx on the lips.

"How are you feeling?" Demyx asked, brushing the hair from Sora's face.

"Tired," Sora said. "And hungry."

"You want me to go get you something from the cafeteria?" Demyx offered but Sora just shook his head.

"I'll wait until Roxas is done."

"Alright then. Is there anything else I can get you, baby?"

Sora just shook his head. "Just stay with me?" He said with a small, hopeful smile.

"Of course," Demyx told him, leaning forward and gently kissing Sora's forehead.

Roxas smiled as he watched the exchange between the two boys. It made him happy to see that despite everything the two of them were still together. The love they had for each other unaffected by what was going on.

Suddenly though Roxas' hands shot to his mouth as he felt the all too familiar feeling in his belly. Frantically Roxas leaned over the bed, his hand reaching down and lifting a plastic bowl off the floor.

Roxas cursed himself inwardly as he heaved into the bowl.

He had to ruin every moment, didn't he?

A/N: Is it strange to think that karma's going to come back and bite you in the ass for something you did to your character?

Because I have a doctors appointment next week (just a routine physical and shots for school, don't panic xD ) But now I'm all worried that there gonna find something wrong with me because of what I did to Roxas.

Is that normal, or am I just being paranoid again? xDD