Notes from Shu-chan: Well! This is it! The end! I have no more parts after
this. Now I'll have to think of something else to write....hmmm.....I'm
sure inspiration will come to me eventually! I'm open to more ideas (wink
wink nudge nudge)
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"I promise, Roh....I won't ever forget you...."
Ryuichi sank to his knees beside the car and hugged Kumagurou tighter, his mind going numb.
When the police came Ryuichi was absolutly vacant. He moved as they directed without any sign of actually knowing what was going on.
"Well, the dead one had a wallet on him. Sakuma Kumagurou. What about that one?" The officer nodded over to the dark haired boy that sat staring ahead without seeing in a police car.
"I heard the uh....dead guy....call him Ryuichi." The other driver offered hopefully. "And then Ryuichi said that he was the only family he had left."
The officers looked over at the boy and stepped closer. "Ryuichi?" One ventured. "Sakuma Ryuichi?"
Vacant eyes lifted to them.
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Seguchi Tohma made a face and walked down the stark white halls. He hated hospitals.
More than that he hated having to kiss up to an aunt that hated him. He much rather she just die and get it over with. He had things to do.
Like auditions with Noriko. How were they supposed to start a band if the old hag kept living and demanding he visit?
The blonde pushed the elevator button impatiently. He wanted out of here as fast as possible.
He closed his eyes, but all he could think about was Eiri in that white hospital room.
"And it was my fault...."
"Mou....Don't be sad." A high voice said. There was a gentle tug on Tohma's sleeve to go with it.
Tohma turned expecting a small child. What he got was a boy his age looking at him worriedly while the stuffed rabbit he was holding tugged at Tohma's shirt sleeve.
"Kumagurou says it probably wasn't your fault," The boy said matter of factly.
Tohma blinked and smiled at the boy. He was weird, but sweet. "Well, thank you , Kumagurou." Tohma bowed to the boy and his rabbit as the elevator doors slid open. The boy stepped inside with Tohma and Tohma frowned. "Are you allowed to leave that floor?"
The boy nodded. "Kuma and I are on the third floor." Tohma noted the boy's pajamas then. He glanced at the hospital directory board to make sure the boy wasn't contagious and swallowed.
Go figure. The psych ward.
"My name is Ryuichi," The boy told him smiling.
"Tohma."
Ryuichi beamed happily and started humming. Tohma didn't recognize the tune, but he liked it.
And then Ryuichi began to sing.
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The door slammed shut and Noriko glared feircely at Tohma. "I know you like him, Tohma. I know he can sing. God, do I know. But that is the fifth guitarist he's chased off!!"
Tohma sighed and examined the papers in his hands. "He told you he didn't want a guitarist. You, Noriko, are the only one who wants one." Tohma looked up and smiled softly. "Look. I'm going to eat with Eiri. We'll talk about this later ok? We can work it out with out a guitar."
Tohma opened the door for Noriko and she sighed stepping out. "I'll stay here with him for a little while," She said. "So he doesn't get lonely and you don't have to worry about two crazies at once."
"Eiri is fine." Tohma said flatly. He had been out of the hospital long before they even met Ryuichi. Ryuichi liked Eiri, but Eiri stayed away.
"He's too hyper," Eiri had told Tohma. "Too happy...."
Tohma sighed again closing the door behind them. "Thank you, Noriko. I won't be too late."
Noriko nodded and waved as Tohma stepped out the front door.
"All right, you little.....we're gonna resolve this guitarist thing if it kills us...."
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"This is a stick up!" The cold steel of the barrels gun pressed against the side of Ryuichi's head. Ryuichi froze even though he had no idea what had just been said dince it had been English.
"You want to drive?" K laughed and leaned into the driver side wind of the car and smiled at the child like singer who stared wide eyed back at him.
Ryuichi was sitting behind the steering wheel and had been acting out a wild race with Kumagurou strapped in the seat beside him. Ryuichi looked at the steering wheel for a long moment silently as if pondering it over.
"I could teach you." K held out the car keys to tempt him, but that seemed to be the wrong thing to say or do.
Ryuichi shook his head. "No. I don't want to learn." There was a haunted look in the boy's eyes as he stared at the wheel, but then he looked up to K and smiled with his usual playful grin. "I want K to drive me always! Kuma likes K's driving too!"
K nodded. "Well then. Out of the seat so we can get going."
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Tatsuha rested his head on his arm, his hand holding Ryuichi's. He sighed and stroked the fingers before burrying his face in his arm to fight the tears.
They had all gone out to get food and when they came back......no one was sure what had happened, but Ryuichi had taken a bad turn.
This couldn't just be memories....
"Ichiharu....."
Tatsuha blinked and choked back a sob straining to hear.
"Tatsuha?" He lifted his head to see Ryuichi's big eyes staring worriedly at him. "What's wrong?" Tatsuha couldn't talk. Ryuichi was more worried about him than his ownself.
"You've been out for two days, Ryu....." Tatsuha sniffed despite his best efforts not to.
"Out....?" Ryuichi blinked and looked around.
"What's Ichiharu?"
Ryuichi looked down at him blankly for a moment then smiled. "My last name. Sakuma is my married name."
Tatsuha blinked dumbly. "Married....name?"
Ryuichi laughed and hugged Tatsuha's head. "I remember everything now.....its all gonna be ok now, I promise."
Tatsuha climbed onto the bed and hugged Ryuichi back tightly. "Good. I don't want to loose you, Ryuichi. I love you and I don't want to think about what I'd be like without you."
"You would be you. But you without me.....But you're right. I don't want to think about it either. I want to think about what we're gonna do when we get out of here."
"Coffee maker...." Tatsuha mumbled tiredly.
Ryuichi laughed. "You still haven't bought a coffee maker?" He hugged Tatsuha close and looked at the pink stuffed rabbit staring at him from the table it sat on.
I won't forget, Roh. Not anymore.....but I will move on.
***********Owari**********
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"I promise, Roh....I won't ever forget you...."
Ryuichi sank to his knees beside the car and hugged Kumagurou tighter, his mind going numb.
When the police came Ryuichi was absolutly vacant. He moved as they directed without any sign of actually knowing what was going on.
"Well, the dead one had a wallet on him. Sakuma Kumagurou. What about that one?" The officer nodded over to the dark haired boy that sat staring ahead without seeing in a police car.
"I heard the uh....dead guy....call him Ryuichi." The other driver offered hopefully. "And then Ryuichi said that he was the only family he had left."
The officers looked over at the boy and stepped closer. "Ryuichi?" One ventured. "Sakuma Ryuichi?"
Vacant eyes lifted to them.
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Seguchi Tohma made a face and walked down the stark white halls. He hated hospitals.
More than that he hated having to kiss up to an aunt that hated him. He much rather she just die and get it over with. He had things to do.
Like auditions with Noriko. How were they supposed to start a band if the old hag kept living and demanding he visit?
The blonde pushed the elevator button impatiently. He wanted out of here as fast as possible.
He closed his eyes, but all he could think about was Eiri in that white hospital room.
"And it was my fault...."
"Mou....Don't be sad." A high voice said. There was a gentle tug on Tohma's sleeve to go with it.
Tohma turned expecting a small child. What he got was a boy his age looking at him worriedly while the stuffed rabbit he was holding tugged at Tohma's shirt sleeve.
"Kumagurou says it probably wasn't your fault," The boy said matter of factly.
Tohma blinked and smiled at the boy. He was weird, but sweet. "Well, thank you , Kumagurou." Tohma bowed to the boy and his rabbit as the elevator doors slid open. The boy stepped inside with Tohma and Tohma frowned. "Are you allowed to leave that floor?"
The boy nodded. "Kuma and I are on the third floor." Tohma noted the boy's pajamas then. He glanced at the hospital directory board to make sure the boy wasn't contagious and swallowed.
Go figure. The psych ward.
"My name is Ryuichi," The boy told him smiling.
"Tohma."
Ryuichi beamed happily and started humming. Tohma didn't recognize the tune, but he liked it.
And then Ryuichi began to sing.
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The door slammed shut and Noriko glared feircely at Tohma. "I know you like him, Tohma. I know he can sing. God, do I know. But that is the fifth guitarist he's chased off!!"
Tohma sighed and examined the papers in his hands. "He told you he didn't want a guitarist. You, Noriko, are the only one who wants one." Tohma looked up and smiled softly. "Look. I'm going to eat with Eiri. We'll talk about this later ok? We can work it out with out a guitar."
Tohma opened the door for Noriko and she sighed stepping out. "I'll stay here with him for a little while," She said. "So he doesn't get lonely and you don't have to worry about two crazies at once."
"Eiri is fine." Tohma said flatly. He had been out of the hospital long before they even met Ryuichi. Ryuichi liked Eiri, but Eiri stayed away.
"He's too hyper," Eiri had told Tohma. "Too happy...."
Tohma sighed again closing the door behind them. "Thank you, Noriko. I won't be too late."
Noriko nodded and waved as Tohma stepped out the front door.
"All right, you little.....we're gonna resolve this guitarist thing if it kills us...."
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"This is a stick up!" The cold steel of the barrels gun pressed against the side of Ryuichi's head. Ryuichi froze even though he had no idea what had just been said dince it had been English.
"You want to drive?" K laughed and leaned into the driver side wind of the car and smiled at the child like singer who stared wide eyed back at him.
Ryuichi was sitting behind the steering wheel and had been acting out a wild race with Kumagurou strapped in the seat beside him. Ryuichi looked at the steering wheel for a long moment silently as if pondering it over.
"I could teach you." K held out the car keys to tempt him, but that seemed to be the wrong thing to say or do.
Ryuichi shook his head. "No. I don't want to learn." There was a haunted look in the boy's eyes as he stared at the wheel, but then he looked up to K and smiled with his usual playful grin. "I want K to drive me always! Kuma likes K's driving too!"
K nodded. "Well then. Out of the seat so we can get going."
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Tatsuha rested his head on his arm, his hand holding Ryuichi's. He sighed and stroked the fingers before burrying his face in his arm to fight the tears.
They had all gone out to get food and when they came back......no one was sure what had happened, but Ryuichi had taken a bad turn.
This couldn't just be memories....
"Ichiharu....."
Tatsuha blinked and choked back a sob straining to hear.
"Tatsuha?" He lifted his head to see Ryuichi's big eyes staring worriedly at him. "What's wrong?" Tatsuha couldn't talk. Ryuichi was more worried about him than his ownself.
"You've been out for two days, Ryu....." Tatsuha sniffed despite his best efforts not to.
"Out....?" Ryuichi blinked and looked around.
"What's Ichiharu?"
Ryuichi looked down at him blankly for a moment then smiled. "My last name. Sakuma is my married name."
Tatsuha blinked dumbly. "Married....name?"
Ryuichi laughed and hugged Tatsuha's head. "I remember everything now.....its all gonna be ok now, I promise."
Tatsuha climbed onto the bed and hugged Ryuichi back tightly. "Good. I don't want to loose you, Ryuichi. I love you and I don't want to think about what I'd be like without you."
"You would be you. But you without me.....But you're right. I don't want to think about it either. I want to think about what we're gonna do when we get out of here."
"Coffee maker...." Tatsuha mumbled tiredly.
Ryuichi laughed. "You still haven't bought a coffee maker?" He hugged Tatsuha close and looked at the pink stuffed rabbit staring at him from the table it sat on.
I won't forget, Roh. Not anymore.....but I will move on.
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