Part 5

Jyou was working his shift in the ER, and could have sworn he saw Izzy being lead out of the hospital by Sora when a flurry of activity came in. It was a young boy, fifteen at the oldest, apparently he had been in a fight.

"What happened?" Jyou demanded as he helped lay the listless boy onto the table.

"His girlfriend beat him and his friend brought him in. He said she was beating him with a baseball bat, so there may be internal bleeding."

An hour later the boy was in a stable condition and Jyou went out to talk to the kid who had brought the case in.

"Hello?" Jyou said to get the boys attention.

"Hey, did you take care of Sam?" the boy demanded rushing over to Jyou. "Is he OK?"

"He'll be fine," Jyou assured him. "Could you tell me what happened?"

"Yeah, his girlfriend Chrissy, he was so proud of her cause she's like nineteen or whatever, she beat him and he never told anyone. I mean, we all knew it was happening but we didn't bother with it, he got really mad when ever someone brought it up. It started out with just the little things, she'd backhand him and laugh, it was all a joke. Then once she broke his nose. They've been going out for a year and she keeps getting worse and worse but Sam thinks he loves her. I thought she was going to kill him," the boy said looking as though he were about to cry.

Jyou imagined it couldn't be easy living with that he had known about it and let his friend nearly get killed.

"It wasn't your fault, although you should have tried to stop it sooner, Sam should have known not to stay in such a dangerous relationship, but you can't keep thinking about what you should have done. You need to do your best to insure that Sam never goes near that girl again."

Sam's friend nodded, looking serious and Jyou was struck by an odd feeling, that he and this boy were in the same boat. He brushed the feeling aside and shook hands with the boy before instructing him on where to find Sam and excusing himself.

"I can believe it's a full moon tonight," a college of Jyou's said as Jyou grabbed a coke in the cafeteria.

"What makes you say that?" Jyou asked sitting at the table.

"There have been so many fights, that one you took care of and some young man named Izumi and three other cases besides that. And it's not even nine yet. It's a shame really, all the violence these days."

Jyou wasn't really listening any more as the older doctors at the table talked about how good things used to be, how safer it was. Heck, they were almost scared to walk home at night.

His mind was still caught on the name the man had uttered. Izumi, Izzy, his dear friend Izzy. He had been hurt, in a fight. He hoped to god that Sora hadn't done it to him.'