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Chapter two
(NOTE-Gee it isn't even to the story yet and I already forgot to tell ya something. I forgot to say I'm going to switch POVs through out the fic. You have to guess which one it is. I say it after a few lines but I still think it's funny. All done. Now read and review dammit!)

I walked into my apartment, which I unfortunately shared with Rajin, and threw my car keys onto the counter. Then I finally noticed Rajin on sitting on the couch, his head buried in his hands.

"RAJIN?" I called out to him. He looked up and smiled, his eyes red from something.

"Hey Fu…you're home. I didn't know. Come here for a sec. I gotta tell ya something…" I immediately noticed something was wrong. I assumed his red eyes were from crying and he didn't say ya know…something was definitely wrong. I sat down next to him and waited for him to talk. Taking a deep breath, he started. "…Seifer tried to kill himself." I could feel my jaw drop. He didn't… "When he left the dock, he was in the car and took some sleeping pills. He fell asleep and his car crashed. Aw Fu it was horrible. It was on the news. It exploded on impact."

No…this didn't happen. It couldn't have… "Is he?" I started.

"No. He's not dead…but they won't tell how he is until we get down there." I felt a tear roll down the side of my face as Rajin put one of his arms around me(NOT A FUJIN AND RAJIN FIC!…Hello again…huh? Oh yeah! Read my story…), also crying. "Come on. I wanna find out how he is…" I nodded and followed him to the car, not thinking of anything except for Seifer.

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Rajin and I were greeted by a doctor before we reached the room Seifer was in. "Hello, you must be Mr. Almasy's friends." We nodded in sync, neither of us speaking. "One of you can go in and I'll tell the other how he's doing." Rajin and I turned to each other and nodded again.

"Fujin will go in." Rajin said calming. I looked at him, silently thanking him with my eyes. When I walked in, I almost walked back out. Seifer was laying in a bed lifelessly, oxygen being pumped into his body from a machine. I considered letting Rajin go in instead but then thought of what Seifer would want. He'd want us to be there for him…

Grabbing a chair, I put it next to his bed and grabbed his hand, studying his appearance. His natural blonde had been matted and slightly stained red with blood. Gashes were scattered all over his body and some parts of his body were burnt. She felt pity for him, then remember one day while they were training at the Garden.

(Flashback)

Rajin smacked Seifer across his face with his to-big-for-his-use pole (…Not metaphorically you sick twisted perverts…). Seifer reeled back and wipe the blood off his face with his sleeve.

"Sorry Seifer. I didn't mean it ya know." Seifer gave Rajin a dirty look and straightened himself. Both Rajin and I knew it wasn't from the blow.

"Don't be sorry. Being sorry is for chicken wusses."

"HEY!" Zell screamed defensively from not too far away. "Ya wanna say that to my face?"

"Shut up! I'll kick your sorry ass in a minute." Seifer yelled back at the shorter blonde. "Fuj, Raj, remember this. The only thing worse than being sorry is feeling sorry for someone else." Seifer turned to Zell and pulled out his gunblade. "Come on chicken wuss, let's go."

(Flashback end)

I smiled as I remembered how bad Zell was beaten up afterwards. After that, I had never felt sorry for Seifer again. Looking down at him, I felt different feelings taking over me. Hate…sadness…pity…and even…love. Although I tried to ignore love and pity, they were there and I couldn't stop that. I slid my hand across his face and looked at his face.

"…Why…why did you do this?" I asked, mentally scolding myself for talking to someone how couldn't possibly hear me, no matter how he tried. "How could you do this to yourself?…To me and Rajin?" I said, trying to control my voice from two things. One being my strange disorder and also not letting any sorrow leak into it. "I don't know what I'd do with out you Seifer Almasy…" I stroked his forehead and sighed, silently assuring myself he would be fine.

The door opened and Rajin walked in, rubbing his temples softly while taking a seat across the room. "RAJIN." I said blankly.

"Fuj…I've got some bad news. Seifer's in a frickin coma. He's a vegetable…we have the choice to pull the plug or wait and see if he ever recovers." Rajin explain. There was almost silence in the room except the soft beeping of the heart monitor connected to Seifer. I suppose that's a good thing…he's still alive…but for how long? "What's our choice?" He asked, his voice slightly cracked.

"…He wouldn't want a life being like this…" Seifer was like a wolf…he needed to run free, no rules or boundaries. I hung my head and said the hardest words I've ever had to say in my life. "…We have to let him go…" Rajin nodded and stood up.

"I'll tell the doctor our news. I don't want Seifer to be a machine…cuz that's what he is…" I watched as he left then turned back to Seifer.

"I'm so sorry…" I suddenly blurted out, burying my head into his still chest, wishing he'd wake up and comfort me. I stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity, never letting go of his hand. The truth hit hard….this is the last time with him… "I love you Seifer…"



(Ok. That's all for now. Next chapter may be up later or tomorrow, depending on how bored I am or how much computer time I get. Please review. Be nice I suppose…)