Chapter 2
"Please take a seat Mamoru-san." Gestured the Doctor, while she
seated herself behind her large wooden desk. Slightly nodding his
head in gratitude, Mamoru accepted the offered seat opposite the desk
taking a quick glance at the multiple objects that lay strewn across the
large table, before taking notice of the doctor who began to flip
through a folder she had been carrying earlier. He noticed how her
eyes furrowed in concern, as she continued to browse through the
records before lifting her head to meet with his inquisitive gaze.
"It seems Mamoru-san that the results for the tests that we have
administered a few days ago bear bad news . . ." Taking his silence as
an indication to move on, the doctor hefted an inward sigh as she
rearranged her thoughts.
"The tests prove that you have been suffering from a rare case of lung
cancer, unfortunately the cancer has long multiplied and spread
towards your heart. At the rate these cells are increasing it's only a
matter of time . . ."
Shocked by the sudden news, Mamoru sat ideally as he allowed the
words to sink in; however making sure that his befuddled expression
did not seep through his neutral mask and yet he couldn't stop his
hands from slightly shaking. "How long do I have?" He questioned
calmly as he averted his gaze from his fidgeting hands.
"You have less than a year. . ." Her eyes softened in sympathy before
continuing, "I'll have you transferred to an experienced doctor who
will be in charge in administrating the necessary therapy and help you
to accommodate the illness. It is all that we can offer in your current
state; however we will need your consent before we carry out any
task."
Absently nodding his head in approval, a million thoughts raced
through his troubled mind though one thought continued to rage
strongly . . . "I'm going to die."
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Ten minutes passed after the distressed call, Motoki drove as fast he
could against the rain that threatened to increase; to find Usagi tending
to an unconscious Mamoru. His faced etched with worry and deep
concern as he caught sight of Mamoru's pale features and pain filled
expression. Not wasting time in questioning Usagi of Mamou's sudden
lapse in health, he bent over and gently lifted the dark haired youth
from the bench as he wrapped one of his arms around his waist while
the other rested over his shoulders; bearing the brunt of his weight as
he headed towards his car ushering for Usagi to follow.
Helping Motoki place Mamoru upright against the back passenger
seat, Usagi claimed the seat beside him using the dry towel Motoki
had offered in an attempt to reduce Mamoru's shivering. In a
whirlwind of haste Motoki frantically reclaimed his seat behind the
steering wheel intent on sending his friend to the nearest hospital.
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"Kuso" Motoki cursed inwardly fifteen minutes later, as he abruptly
stopped in front of another roadblock for what seemed to be the
umpteenth time.
"What's the matter?"
Hefting a deep sight to cool his raging anger Motoki replied, "To our
luck all the nearest roads to the hospital have been blocked due to the
heavy rain, I have no idea where to go from now . . ." Shutting of the
engine momentarily, Motoki allowed himself to lean further against
the chair in defeat before turning his head to divert his gaze towards
Mamoru's.
"How's he doing?"
"Not Good", she shook her head negatively brows furrowed reflecting
a deep concern before she continued, "Is there anyplace near that we
could go to? We have to get his temperature down before it worsens
any further."
Contemplating his current location, Motoki analyzed the accessible
routes as he took in Usagi's suggestion. "Mamoru's place is the closest
from here" he answered as he revived the engine heading directly
towards Mamoru's residence.
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With Usagi's help, Motoki grasped Mamoru's keys from his wet
soaked pocket and unlocked the door to his apartment. Bearing the
brunt of his weight, Motoki trudged carefully towards Mamoru's room
to help him undress into a warmer pair of clothes and settle him to bed
whilst Usagi went into the living room to make a phone call.
Placing an extra blanket over his quivering body, Motoki bore a look
of worry at Mamoru's lack of consciousness and rising temperature,
removing his hand that rested on Mamoru's forehead he took a few
steps towards the cupboard. Motoki grabbed a few towels and a piece
of cloth, as he reached the living room he caught sight of Usagi
carefully replacing the phone handle and gestured towards the phone
in a silent question whilst tossing her a towel to dry. Accepting the
towel with a small smile, Usagi allowed herself some time to quickly
dry herself before answering; "I made a quick call to my mom to let
her know that I would be home late, though I had to make her believe
I was still at Rei's place so I called Rei afterwards to let her know.
Thankfully Ami was still there so I asked for some directions to
handle this."
"Does anyone else know?" He questioned fearing Mamoru's possible
bout of anger if word got out on his moment of weakness.
"Don't worry it's only Rei and Ami, I made sure to ask them not to tell
anyone." Although it was tempting to use this situation against her
arch-nemesis, she couldn't find it in her heart to do so, not after
witnessing his sudden collapse. Shuddering at the thought, Usagi
involuntarily sneaked a peak at the sleeping figure behind the partially
closed door.
Mistaking her slight shaking due to the icing weather, Motoki gestured
in a brotherly manner "Lets head to the kitchen for a warm drink, can't
afford to have you fall sick too". "Mamoru could use something warm
flushed into his system." Usagi replied as she followed him into the
kitchen this time taking time to admire the small apartment.
Scarce furniture adorned the living room, with a large leather couch in
the center facing a fairly sized television set and two large wooden
shelves with neatly stacked books located on the far end walls.
Although the immaculate cleanliness, there were no frames or pictures
that decorated the barren walls giving off a dull yet placid atmosphere.
"I think it's about time you tell me what happened"
Cut off from her train of thoughts, Usagi turned to find Motoki
rummaging through the cupboards before turning to give her his full
attention. Hefting a sigh as she re-arranged her thoughts, Usagi began
to retell the day's events.
:: to be continued ::
________________________________________________________
Note: The long awaited second chapter is up, comments and criticism are
always appreciated.
Side Note: Currently running a small Inuyasha fanfiction archive focusing
solely on Inuyasha x Kagome pairings, anyone interested in posting their
fics thus help the site expand are always appreciated.
For any queries you can contact me on arthen@email.com
Site's url: http://eternal.mokora.net
"Please take a seat Mamoru-san." Gestured the Doctor, while she
seated herself behind her large wooden desk. Slightly nodding his
head in gratitude, Mamoru accepted the offered seat opposite the desk
taking a quick glance at the multiple objects that lay strewn across the
large table, before taking notice of the doctor who began to flip
through a folder she had been carrying earlier. He noticed how her
eyes furrowed in concern, as she continued to browse through the
records before lifting her head to meet with his inquisitive gaze.
"It seems Mamoru-san that the results for the tests that we have
administered a few days ago bear bad news . . ." Taking his silence as
an indication to move on, the doctor hefted an inward sigh as she
rearranged her thoughts.
"The tests prove that you have been suffering from a rare case of lung
cancer, unfortunately the cancer has long multiplied and spread
towards your heart. At the rate these cells are increasing it's only a
matter of time . . ."
Shocked by the sudden news, Mamoru sat ideally as he allowed the
words to sink in; however making sure that his befuddled expression
did not seep through his neutral mask and yet he couldn't stop his
hands from slightly shaking. "How long do I have?" He questioned
calmly as he averted his gaze from his fidgeting hands.
"You have less than a year. . ." Her eyes softened in sympathy before
continuing, "I'll have you transferred to an experienced doctor who
will be in charge in administrating the necessary therapy and help you
to accommodate the illness. It is all that we can offer in your current
state; however we will need your consent before we carry out any
task."
Absently nodding his head in approval, a million thoughts raced
through his troubled mind though one thought continued to rage
strongly . . . "I'm going to die."
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
Ten minutes passed after the distressed call, Motoki drove as fast he
could against the rain that threatened to increase; to find Usagi tending
to an unconscious Mamoru. His faced etched with worry and deep
concern as he caught sight of Mamoru's pale features and pain filled
expression. Not wasting time in questioning Usagi of Mamou's sudden
lapse in health, he bent over and gently lifted the dark haired youth
from the bench as he wrapped one of his arms around his waist while
the other rested over his shoulders; bearing the brunt of his weight as
he headed towards his car ushering for Usagi to follow.
Helping Motoki place Mamoru upright against the back passenger
seat, Usagi claimed the seat beside him using the dry towel Motoki
had offered in an attempt to reduce Mamoru's shivering. In a
whirlwind of haste Motoki frantically reclaimed his seat behind the
steering wheel intent on sending his friend to the nearest hospital.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
"Kuso" Motoki cursed inwardly fifteen minutes later, as he abruptly
stopped in front of another roadblock for what seemed to be the
umpteenth time.
"What's the matter?"
Hefting a deep sight to cool his raging anger Motoki replied, "To our
luck all the nearest roads to the hospital have been blocked due to the
heavy rain, I have no idea where to go from now . . ." Shutting of the
engine momentarily, Motoki allowed himself to lean further against
the chair in defeat before turning his head to divert his gaze towards
Mamoru's.
"How's he doing?"
"Not Good", she shook her head negatively brows furrowed reflecting
a deep concern before she continued, "Is there anyplace near that we
could go to? We have to get his temperature down before it worsens
any further."
Contemplating his current location, Motoki analyzed the accessible
routes as he took in Usagi's suggestion. "Mamoru's place is the closest
from here" he answered as he revived the engine heading directly
towards Mamoru's residence.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
With Usagi's help, Motoki grasped Mamoru's keys from his wet
soaked pocket and unlocked the door to his apartment. Bearing the
brunt of his weight, Motoki trudged carefully towards Mamoru's room
to help him undress into a warmer pair of clothes and settle him to bed
whilst Usagi went into the living room to make a phone call.
Placing an extra blanket over his quivering body, Motoki bore a look
of worry at Mamoru's lack of consciousness and rising temperature,
removing his hand that rested on Mamoru's forehead he took a few
steps towards the cupboard. Motoki grabbed a few towels and a piece
of cloth, as he reached the living room he caught sight of Usagi
carefully replacing the phone handle and gestured towards the phone
in a silent question whilst tossing her a towel to dry. Accepting the
towel with a small smile, Usagi allowed herself some time to quickly
dry herself before answering; "I made a quick call to my mom to let
her know that I would be home late, though I had to make her believe
I was still at Rei's place so I called Rei afterwards to let her know.
Thankfully Ami was still there so I asked for some directions to
handle this."
"Does anyone else know?" He questioned fearing Mamoru's possible
bout of anger if word got out on his moment of weakness.
"Don't worry it's only Rei and Ami, I made sure to ask them not to tell
anyone." Although it was tempting to use this situation against her
arch-nemesis, she couldn't find it in her heart to do so, not after
witnessing his sudden collapse. Shuddering at the thought, Usagi
involuntarily sneaked a peak at the sleeping figure behind the partially
closed door.
Mistaking her slight shaking due to the icing weather, Motoki gestured
in a brotherly manner "Lets head to the kitchen for a warm drink, can't
afford to have you fall sick too". "Mamoru could use something warm
flushed into his system." Usagi replied as she followed him into the
kitchen this time taking time to admire the small apartment.
Scarce furniture adorned the living room, with a large leather couch in
the center facing a fairly sized television set and two large wooden
shelves with neatly stacked books located on the far end walls.
Although the immaculate cleanliness, there were no frames or pictures
that decorated the barren walls giving off a dull yet placid atmosphere.
"I think it's about time you tell me what happened"
Cut off from her train of thoughts, Usagi turned to find Motoki
rummaging through the cupboards before turning to give her his full
attention. Hefting a sigh as she re-arranged her thoughts, Usagi began
to retell the day's events.
:: to be continued ::
________________________________________________________
Note: The long awaited second chapter is up, comments and criticism are
always appreciated.
Side Note: Currently running a small Inuyasha fanfiction archive focusing
solely on Inuyasha x Kagome pairings, anyone interested in posting their
fics thus help the site expand are always appreciated.
For any queries you can contact me on arthen@email.com
Site's url: http://eternal.mokora.net