All right, time to wrap this bad boy up, no da!
Family Reunion
"Well, I think that does it," Reirei smiled as she clicked the send button.
"Great," Kouji yawned, stretching his back. "That only took a good 27 hours of searchin' and prodin'." He looked at the clock on the computer and headed off to Houjun's room. "Dey should be done with him, now."
"You should go to bed, Kouji," Reirei called after him. "You're still not at 100% yet and you need to rest."
"After I check up on 'im, k? You get some sleep too."
She sighed, knowing better than to argue with the teen. She turned off her laptop and went to the nurses' station for some coffee. "I hope they can make it," she sighed as she gathered her stuff. "It'll be great to meet them all."
Meanwhile at the Yuuki residence in Tokyo Japan:
"Miaka!" Taka called to his fiancee from their computer.
"What is it?" she called back as she and Keisuke fought for over the last bits of scotch tape in the house.
"Remember that weird feeling we got the over night?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Chichiri was in a car accident. He's in a coma and Kouji's in the hospital with him."
"WHAT!" she cried, rushing to his side. Her eyes scanned over the e-mail and felt tears welling up in his eyes. "But…it's almost Christmas…He can't be in the hospital over Christmas…"
"Sometime these things happen, Miaka," Keisuke said sadly as he entered the room.
"We gotta do something!" she cried, clinging to Taka's shoulder. "We can't just sit around while one of our friends is in the hospital!"
"You're right, Miaka. I'll work on getting on plane tickets right away."
"I'll go over to Hotohori and Nuriko's place and see if they've checked their mail yet."
"I'll go with you, Miaka," Keisuke said, grabbing his car keys. "Tamahome, you book five seat for us, alright?"
"Got it."
Monday 9:45am
The receptionist looked up as the group of eleven people entered the lobby (Miaka, Yui, Tamahome, Hotohori, Nuriko, Chiriko, Mitsukake, Shoka, Keisuke, Tetsuya, and Amiboshi) and came towards her.
"Can I help you?" she asked unenthusiastically.
"Two of our friends were in a car wreck about a week ago and we wanted to come and see them," Miaka stated, her hand finding Tamahome's nervously.
"What are their names?"
"Houjun Ri and Kouji Kou," Tamahome answered.
"They're in the ICU ward," she replied, pressing a button. "Nurse Reirei to the front desk (1)."
After a moment, Reirei appeared and waved them over.
"I can't take all of you back there," she informed them.
"Well, Mitsu should go and Shoka can go with him," Nuriko said thoughtfully as she straightened her blouse.
"Can I go too?" Chiriko asked.
"Alright," Tamahome nodded and then turned to the others. "I have an idea…"
(What, if I tell you, that'll ruin the surprise!)
Mitsukake entered first and made his way to his fellow seishi's side.
"What have they done to him so far?" he asked Reirei.
"Well, they did a surgery to repair his elbow and stitched his up basically. He was lucky the car hadn't hit him harder or he might have died."
"Poor Chichiri-san," Chiriko said, moving to get a better view as Mitsukake gently looked him over.
"Can you help him, 'Juan?" Shoka asked.
"I think I can, but I haven't used my powers yet in this life."
"First time for everything, ne?" Kouji asked from the door. "I'm glad you could make it."
Mitsukake nodded and, resting his left hand against Houjun's forehead, began focusing on his dormant healing powers.
Hikou flopped on the couch adjacent to the one Genrou occupied. Neither one was in the mood for celebrating without Kouji or Houjun. Both had noticed the loss in more ways than the obvious lack of company at night. Genrou had been staying in Hikou's room at nights because neither could sleep without someone to hold onto at night. They had found comfort, but no solution to their depression.
Then there were the days. Hikou worked as a secretary in a lawyer's office and had promptly filed suit against the man who'd hit Houjun's car. He was found guilty rather quickly and was charged to pay the hospital bills (hence why Hikou had said "money is no object" evil laugh), but Genrou refused to go to work. It hurt him too much since he worked in the same store Houjun and Kouji did and cursed himself for having had the day off. He had moped around for a week and Hikou didn't blame him. They both were beginning to miss Houjun's cheerful "no da" and beautiful singing, especially since he had a fondness for Christmas songs and loved to sing them whenever the mood struck him during the season (and occasionally during other seasons). They also missed Kouji's constant self-ramblings and the way he had to knock on the door and ask if he could come in. All in all, their little house had become unbearably quiet over the past week and neither could think of an answer.
The doorbell rang at two o'clock and Genrou and Hikou exchanged a glance.
"Who the fuck's gonna be out on Christmas Eve?" Genrou muttered. As he got up to answer the door, he froze as he heard a familiar voice as "Knock knock? Who's dere?"
Hikou leapt from the couch and chased after Genrou as he sped to the door and threw it open. They both gaped when they saw Kouji holding an armload of gifts.
"Can ya believe they kept dis stuff safe fer us fer a week? No, I don't Kouji. Would you like a hand with that? Nah, I got it," he smirked as he entered the house. Hikou quickly helped him and glanced back to what Genrou was staring at. Mitsukake smiled and gently guided Houjun to the door.
"Chiri!" he cried in a mix of shock and awe. The blue-haired teen raised his mahogany eyes to find Tasuki's and smiled weakly.
"Merry Christmas, koi," he rasped, his voice weak after not using it for a week.
Chichiri lied back on the couch, Tasuki at his side hugging his hand.
"How on earth did you get out of the hospital in your condition?" Hikou asked as he poured so eggnog for Mitsukake and Kouji.
"Kouji…" he coughed weakly and tried again, smiling at Kouji. "Kouji threatened the head nurse…with hospital food."
"Hey, the stuff was gross," Kouji laughed. "Just be glad you didn't have at eat any."
Genrou smiled and nuzzled Houjun's cheek. "I'm so glad you're alright, Chiri," he said, kissing his cheek.
"Now what?" Hikou wondered as the doorbell rang again. He left the room to answer it and soon come back with a smile.
"Guys, looks like we've got some company for Christmas."
The day passed quickly, especially for Houjun, who went to bed at 7:30 because he was still weary despite a week of unscheduled sleep. Everyone found somewhere to sleep and put presents under the tree. Hikou and Kouji went to their room and did…stuff while the seishi made themselves comfortable around the living room.
Houjun's eyes fluttered open and he smiled. He felt better knowing he was home with Genrou. Kouji had told him how miserable his lover had been without him and had felt horrible for putting such strain on him. He nosed at the fanged-teen's chin and kissed him deeply, relishing in the taste as if it were their first kiss. He felt Genrou stir and wrap his arms around him.
"Morning, no da," he whispered, sitting up and stretching.
"Chiri…" Genrou breathed, his eyes roaming over his lithe form. He whacked himself in the head for getting hentai thoughts so early in the morning and sat up, wrapping his arms tightly around the teen's slim waist.
"I love you," he said, tears forming in his eyes.
"Ai shiteru, no da," Houjun whispered back, nuzzling his lover's neck. "I'll always love you."
Genrou nodded and looked up curiously as the blue-haired bishonen got up and smiled.
"Christmas morning, no da! Let's go wake the others, na no da!"
Genrou smiled and leaped out of the bed and opened the door for him.
"After you, koi." They left the room hand in hand and looked over their friends who had come from various parts of the world to be with them. They started to wake them up and began preparing for the festive day it promised to be. They opened their presents first while they munched on a small breakfast. Houjun ended up with a large pile, which included a large check from Hotohori to be used for the purchase of a new car. A nice new car with enough to spare for a lot of gas.
"Alright, Nuriko and I will start working on dinner now," Shoka said when they had finished (they started at 8, they finished at noon).
"I'll help!" Miaka chimed. Tamahome nearly choked on his eggnog (I like eggnog, if ya can't tell ^_^;;) while everyone else did at the recollection of the *last* time Miaka cooked for them.
"That's alright, Miaka," Nuriko smiled. "Shoka and I've got it covered."
"Come one, Miaka," Tamahome smiled, tugging at her arm. "Let's go find a store that's open and buy some batteries."
"Oh…all right…" she sighed and left with him.
"Well, what to do now?" Kouji asked. "I know, we can sing Christmas songs! I'll start. Go right ahead, Chiri," he smiled. Houjun sweat dropped and sighed.
"Fine," he muttered and cleared his throat. Genrou joined in and soon they were all singing along and joking about old times.
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OK, now I'm stumped. I thought I could end thins, but I can't seem to think of a good way to end this, no da. I hope you like it, despite the weak ending. It was kinda spur of the moment -_-;;
Merry Christmas!
