SS-Ok, perhaps writing a Digimon fic has a few differences from a YGO one.

Tym-You're not telling me that you're having second thoughts about this are you?

SS-Maybe...

Tym-Don't worry, I started off rocky too, you're doing fine. DISCLAIMER: Neither of us own Digimon.

&words to readers&

~K, I heard what you guys/girls have to say and now I'm replying to most of them. First of all, and plz let the record show that this fic IS NOT A YAMATERU!!! EWW!!! No offense to those who like/read/write them, but I just don't like that kind of brotherly love. So don't think that I'm writing that kinda stuff!! This is strictly you know, 'I'm scared of the thunder, can I stay with you tonight?' Got it? Good. Second, tkx to everyone's honest reviews. I like it when people speak up about what I put in my stories, especially my mistakes (Tym-she makes quite a few of those.) Ahem! Yea, so I appreciate you guys/girls taking the time to tell me about stuff that you didn't like, and if possible, I'll try to change them.

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                                                 Hold my Hand

                                              Ch.2 A long sleep

*Matt's POV*

          When we arrived in the hospital, TK was rushed into another room. I wasn't sure if it was the ER or not, but anywhere besides a recovery room worried me. Dad got over the initial shock sooner than mom did, so he was talking to the nurses while mom was sitting in one of those uncomfortable plastic chairs. Where was I? I was standing in the far corner of the room, holding TK's green hat. In a way, I was trying to get away from my parents, away from the noises, and away from reality. I still couldn't convince myself that this was all true, how could I? My baby brother was hurt, injured way beyond my wildest dreams, and I couldn't help him. To make matters worst, I was convinced that this was all my fault. After all, I was the one who said that he could remove his seat belt, and if he hadn't taken it off, he would be fine.

          "Matt, Matt? Matt, are you all right?!" I must have been in my own world, and I guess mom could see that. "Matt, what's wrong?" I could tell her a million things that were wrong, then again, she probably didn't need to hear them all now.

          "Nothing mom, I was just...thinking." I saw a doctor come out the doors that TK went through earlier from the corner of my eye. He walked to dad, then he ushered us over.

          "Mr. and Mrs. Ishida?"

          "Yes, what's wrong with my son?!" That's the first time mom hadn't corrected someone about her and dad not being married, but I wouldn't be able to think about that if I was her either.

          "We've stabilized him, thankfully he didn't lose much blood." That answer obviously wasn't enough for mom.

          "Where is he?! Can we see him?!!" The doctor took off his glasses, cleaned them with the bottom flap of his coat, and continued.

          "Yes, you can see him. He's in the room at the end of the hall to the left."

          "Thank you, thank-"

          "But, there is something wrong with him." Mom stopped speaking. There was a look in her eyes that showed that she knew this was coming, but she hadn't come to terms with it yet so dad asked for her.

          "What's wrong with TK?"

          "He's in a coma. You see, there was..." The doctor kept talking about my little brother's condition, but I stopped listening after that word. Coma? Like having a very bad case of mono? Only in this case, you don't...you may not wake up? I could feel mom tugging at my arm, urging me to follow her to see TK, but for some reason, my legs wouldn't move. Now I could faintly hear her voice, but still, I was like a statue. Then dad's voice came to mind, telling her to leave me be, and when she let go, I figured they had left for the room. When I finally snapped out of it, it was dark out side, I figured it was time to see him.

          From what I could remember, and from the fact that I accidentally walked into the closet that was on the right, TK's room was down the hall to the left. Mom was sitting next to him, and obviously dad had left. Him, TK, my baby brother, he looked the same as he did in the morning when he came to pick us up. Only now he had wraps around his head, needles in his arms, and was a little paler. When mom saw me standing on the threshold, she stood and walked over. She hugged me for what seemed like hours (Which was actually minutes), then left, still sniffling. After one or two minutes I managed to walk in and sit next to him. I kept telling myself that he was only sleeping, and held his small hand, thinking about the week we were supposed to spend together, then decided to tell him so he knew.

          "Hey squirt, let me tell you, the week I had planned was definitely better than this. I thought we would go to the movies the first day, there were a couple flicks playing that I know you would have loved to see. We probably would have spent the whole day there if you really wanted to, but when we left the theater we would have been blinded by the bright light." Holding back my tears was hard, but I didn't want you to know that your big brother was crying. "The next day we could have gone to Tai's, that way you could play with Kari. Or we would have all gone to the park and had swinging contests, I don't know why we bothered though since you always won." The beeping from the monitor next to you was really getting on my nerves, couldn't they lower the volume or something?! No, that's just my anger talking. I'm not angry you though, I could never be angry at you. I was mad at myself, yea, me and my stupid mistakes. "I'm really sorry TK, I wish I was a better brother. I know that you deserve better than me..."

*11:30am*  

          All three of us stayed there that night, and when the next day came, I decided to call Tai and the others. He must have been worried about why I hadn't called yet because my cell phone started ringing seconds later.

          "Hello?" My voice was a lil groggy, even though it was 11:30am, I had only woken up minutes ago.

          "Hey, Matt? What's wrong with you? You sound terrible." I had to remind myself that he didn't know what was going on, otherwise I would have shouted at him.

          "Tai...noth-nothing's wrong, I'm just...tired."

          "Sounds like you've been up all night."

          "I-I don't know...I don't remember when I feel asleep." I suppose he could hear the beeping in the background, or the voices on the P.A. because he sounded pretty suspicious.

          "Hey Matt, where are you? What're all those noises?"

          "Actually, I was about to call you...you and the others. We, my whole family, are at the hospital." I could hear him on the other end, he was saying something to Kari, I didn't even know she was there.

          "The hospital?! What happened?! Are you ok?!"

          "Yea, yea I'm fine. It's just...TK. We were in a car crash...on the way home...he's in a coma." Now I could hear what he was saying, I'm not sure if I was meant to hear it though.

          "We'll be right there Matt." Kari said something about telling the other digidestined, and I could hear Tai agreeing. "We'll tell the others, Odaiba Hospital right?"

          "Uh huh."

          "Ok, be there in a few." I hung up, then went down to the cafeteria to get something to eat.

*11:45am*  

          Tai and the others arrived about 15 minutes later, I brought them up, and we all stayed in TK's room the rest of the day.

          "How did it happen Matt? Tai told us you two were in a car crash, but that's all he said." I knew they were going to ask me about that sooner or later, actually, I'm glad that Sora brought it up now instead of later. I told them exactly what happened, and afterwards I thought that they would bring up the seat belt thing...but they didn't.

          "I can't believe it." Everyone pretty much agreed with Mimi, I did too.

          "I have no doubt that it would be in the group's best interest to confer about another theme." I looked at Izzy, what was he talking about? By the look on everyone else's face they all thought the same thing. But that was Izzy, technical to the very end. "It's true. If we act like everything is fine, then TK will think so too. He can hear us, so if we just talk about things that we would normally discuss, he'll feel more comfortable and join in." I wasn't too sure about that, but it did seem like a good idea, and when was Izzy ever wrong? (I'm pretty sure that is a good thing to do.) Kari seemed to like that idea, and started the conversation.

          "Hi TK. Tai said that if you get out of here tomorrow, you can come to our house and play video games. Maybe the others will come over to." Joe nodded and picked up where she left off.

          "I know that I want to be a doctor when I grow up, but you don't have to stay here for me. Come on, why don't you wake up so that we can get out of here?"

          "Well it'll be hard for you to be a doctor if you get queezy at the sight of blood. Maybe you should stay here while we take TK home." That was the first time I laughed a lil since this whole ordeal started. I had to remind myself to thank Tai later, or at least return the favor.

*7:00pm*    

          Even though they didn't want to, everyone had to leave to be home for dinner. They all said their goodbyes and promised to come back another day, then they left...it was just the 4 of us yet again.

          There wasn't much change, although TK's heart rate did drop a lil, I was very worried about that, but the doctor said it was fine. How could that be fine? I stayed in his room that night, holding his hand. I figured that if he knew I was there, he'd stay strong, and maybe his heart rate would return to normal. It was a childish and whimsical thought, but it got me through another night. That was a good thing to, because I got some unexpected and very unpleasant news the following day.

*8:15am*

          Dad woke me up that day, he had noticeable bags under his eyes and he looked as if he had a rude awakening, but I pushed the thoughts aside as he dragged me outside. The doctor that had spoken to us before was there again, obviously waiting for us before speaking his mind. Once again, he cleaned his glasses...if he kept doing that every time he spoke to us I was going to break those specks.

          "Good morning, I'm sorry to wake you but I have something for you to think about." Something think about? We had lots of time...what information did he have to tell us? When I got my answer I wished that I hadn't asked for it. "The condition that TK is in is very unstable. He can go either way at this point, but the longer we wait, the more he leans towards...um...passing on." What?! Yesterday he said that they stabilized him, were they just lying to us to calm us down?! Dad thought that too.

          "Doctor, I don't understand! Yesterday you told us that our son was in a sturdy condition."

          "Yes, yes I did, but I meant that we helped him enough so that he was out of danger. I admit that we (That doctor and the others helping TK yesterday) thought that he would pull out of this, but it seems that he wasn't as strong as we thought."

          "So, now what? We wait until he...runs out of time?"

          "Well that is one option. We could try and make his last days as comfortable as possible, you know, make sure he's comfortable, and take the needles out of him. Or..."

          "Or what?"

          "Or we could...pull the plug." My eyes went blank, my breathing was slow, and if it could have happened, my heart would have stopped. Pull the plug? As in...cut him off?! What was that geek in a white coat thinking!?!? (No disrespect to all doctors, nurses, and all those successful people who treat our injuries, but that is the best way to express his emotions.) I can't even think of one good reason why we would even consider that option!

          "Pull the plug...on my baby?!?! WHY THE H*** WOULD WE DO THAT?!?!?!" I knew mom would go hysterical about this...I would have too...if I could find my voice.

          "Please calm down Mrs. Ishida, this is the children floor-"

          "And don't call me Mrs. Ishida!! My name is Ms....MS. Takahashi! And No! I won't calm down! You're practically asking me if it's ok to kill my son!!!!!" I knew she wouldn't let that quack call her Mrs. Ishida again, and it didn't surprise me when she didn't calm down.

          "Nancy please, let the man finish." That was dad, he takes everything calmly, and in this case I was glad that he did.

          "Thank you. Now I know that there is an obvious reason why you shouldn't consider this, but there is a good side." A good side...like what? That he'll see the light? "If we pull the plug TK will be forced to breath on his own." Or die trying...did you ever think about that? "Since you brought him in, he's been dependent on that machine. There's no need for his lungs to do their job if a device can do it for him. So if we take him off, there's a chance that'll he'll...live." What did he mean by that? Was he implying that if we don't take this risk that TK will die anyway?! "If we don't take this chance, he probably won't live past this week." Well, there's my answer.

          "My...my little boy...may not live past this week?"

          "I'm afraid not. We've estimated that now's the best time to pull the plug if any. You see, his heart rate is dropping, the longer we wait, the less chance he'll survive without that machine. That's why I wanted you to know this now, so you'll have more time to think about it. If you have anymore questions...please feel free to come by my office." As he walked away, mom and dad whispered a few things to each other, then dad followed the doctor. I managed to snap out of my state and looked over to TK. I could hear mom say that she was going to sit with TK, so I decided to get some air.

          When I got outside, my head started to clear up, but I still couldn't come to terms with what he said. Luckily I didn't have to think about it for long because about a minute after I got outside, someone pulled at my t-shirt.

          "Good morning Matt. How are you today?" I was met by best friend's little sister, and her disarming smile.

          "Hi Kari. I-I'm ok." She looked behind her, then back to me.

          "Tai's coming, he's just slow. Can I go up to see TK?" Her sweet voice was calming, it actually got my mind off of...well, that little problem for a moment.

          "Sure, we'll be up in a minute." She closed her eyes as smiled again.

          "Ok, I'm going to tell TK about how I raced Tai here and won." She ran through the doors and as her footsteps disappeared, someone else's appeared. Tai was out of breath when he reached me. He leaned against the wall and moved his hand near his hip, then pointed to the door. I guess he was wondering if Kari went in already. I was only too happy to answer him.

          "Yup, she beat you Tai. She went in already and I told her that we'd meet her in a few minutes." He just nodded while he caught his breath, and it took a couple seconds until he spoke.

          "You-you do know that-that I let her win...right?" I raised my eyebrow at him. He never was good at lying.

          "Sure Tai...sure."

          "No really, I did. Besides, she got a head start." I only nodded, reveling in the moment. I couldn't wait to use this against him later. "Hey, what are you doing out here anyway?" There goes the moment, I explained everything to him, and he was just as shocked as I was. "Wait, you're not actually going to let them do that are you?!" I couldn't answer him. My brain was saying no, but something in my heart was considering yes.

          Tai had a surprised expression when I didn't answer with a quick 'No way!' but didn't say anything. I'd be shocked too...I was shocked. How could part of me be thinking about pulling the plug?! I didn't...couldn't lose TK; however, maybe my heart was reminding me that there was a chance that TK would pull through without that machine. Actually, the odds that he'd make it weren't too bad considering his present condition, but how could I...we risk it?

          I could feel Tai tapping me, I had to stop going into those trances. "You ok?" I nodded. "Uh...I think we should go up now." I nodded again, that was enough for him, so he led me in.

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SS-Ok, that's all.

Tym-These are getting shorter and shorter aren't they?

SS-Give me a break.

Tym-The chapters in my story were longer than this.

SS-You're story only had two chapters!!!!

Tym-...Point taken. *runs outside to program the VCR*

SS-*sigh* Oh, I'll put up all the deleted scenes and alternate endings in the epilogue or something...once I find my notebook cuz that's where I wrote my 2st draft. Plz r/r while I check to see if Tym is inputting the right stuff, I'm not missing my shows because of him. Sweet Dweams. *runs out*