AN: A chappie a day keeps the angry reviewers away... *sighs* Not like there are any reviews for this anyway... Oh well! *holds up strawberry pocky* Wa~nt some?? It's goo~~d! *points to review button* All ya gotta do to get it is leave one! *grins*
Warnings: Same as last chapter ^-^ Hmm, ok, the only chap rated NC-17 right now, is Part One. I'll put a warning up on any chapter that has that content in it ok?
Translations: Anything K says that's in caps, he's saying in 'Engrish' kk? ^-^
Sajou - Boss, chief (I think... ^-^;)
Revised: April 21, 2003


Lost Memories - Hidden Emotions
Part Two

After the deathly quiet car ride to the hospital, Yuki almost welcomed the commotion going on in the waiting area. He ran his eyes over the group, spotting his sister Mika and her husband Seguchi Touma sitting quietly slightly apart from everyone else. In one corner, Sakano was quite literally spazzing out, switching from crying a river to hyperventilating. Next to him, sitting in a chair, was Fujisaki Suguru, rubbing his head from a headache caused by his producer's antics.

Across from them, leaning against a wall with his arms crossed and shades covering his blue eyes stood K, one of his ever present holsters in place with a gun inside. How he had managed to keep it in a hospital, Yuki had no desire to find out. Sitting next to him was the famous singer Sakuma Ryuichi and his purple haired band-mate Ukai Noriko. He found the serious look on the young-looking singer unusual; he was more commonly seen acting like an overgrown child. The only thing suggesting that personality now was the pink bunny he had sitting on his lap.

Noticing him standing there, Sakano paused in his overreacting and went over to him. "Where's Shindou-kun?"

"Getting a drink," he replied offhandedly, leaning against the wall and copying K's stance. His eyes flicked to Ryuichi as he felt him looking at him. They stared at each other silently until the elevator dinged a moment later, signaling the arrival of Shuichi. Yuki was only slightly surprised as Ryuichi's expression changed and he jumped up.

"SHU~ICHI~! Kumagorou was so worried about you!" he cried, practically bowling the pink haired boy over.

Shuichi managed to somehow not drop his drink as he was tackled. He couldn't help but laugh when Ryuichi held up the rabbit and made it look like it was wiping away tears. "Aww, I'm sorry Kumagorou!" he replied, patting the stuffed animal on the head.

"Shindou-kun! Thank goodness you're here," said Sakano.

Shuichi glanced up then and looked at everyone that was gathered. "How is he?" he asked, moving to sit in a chair next to Yuki.

"They say he's stabilised, but that's all they'll tell us," answered Suguru.

"They won't let you see him?"

"Only one person is allowed to visit him until he's out of intensive care."

"Everyone agreed Shuichi should be the one to see him, na no da!" said Ryuichi, patting his shoulder before retaking his seat.

"Excuse me, are you Shindou Shuichi?" called a young nurse from a few feet away. She looked tired but alert as she ran a hand through her hair, patiently waiting for his answer.

"Hai," he replied, standing up as she motioned for him to follow her. Yuki reached out and took his drink as he passed, answering his questioning look by pointing to the signs that said No food or drink beyond this point. With a sheepish grin Shuichi turned to catch up with the nurse.

"So how long have you known Nakano-kun?" she asked, leading him through what seemed like a maze of corridors.

"Since middle school."

"Ah, you must be very good friends then."

Ha gave a small laugh. "Very," he agreed.

She gave him a smile as she stopped by a door. "I'll be back in five minutes," she said, opening it and motioning him inside.

He nodded his thanks and quietly stepped into the dimly lit room, glancing around at all the machines. There was an IV hooked up to one of Hiro's arms and an oxygen mask over the lower part of his face. A heart monitor kept a constant rhythm in the otherwise quiet atmosphere.

He made his way over to stand by Hiro on the side opposite the IV. He bit his lip as he saw a bandage wrapped around the side of his head, a slight pink staining it in one spot. A few other bandages were on his person, seemingly at random. One shoulder had a nasty bruise on it, but other than a few smaller ones on his chest, there seemed to be nothing else wrong with him. Though Shuichi didn't know much about head wounds, so he supposed that was what was keeping him in the ICU.

Shuichi sighed quietly, running his fingers lightly over Hiro's hand before holding it gently. His shoulders shook and he found himself crying again, unable to hold the tears back now that he saw it wasn't just a bad joke. He ran his other arm across his eyes, jumping when he felt his hand being squeezed slightly.

He looked up to find Hiro looking at him through half lidded eyes. "Hiro! You're awake! How do you feel? Can you talk? Do you need anything?" He stopped when his hand was squeezed again and gave a sheepish grin, laughing somewhat hysterically from relief.

"Can you hear me?" Hiro blinked at him. "Is that a yes?" He grinned when he was blinked at again. "Hey, it's like sign-language! Only we could call it 'blink-language!'" His grin widened when he saw the corner of Hiro's mouth twitch slightly. "I'm glad you're alive..." he said quietly a few moments later. "They said you were in an accident, and I thought they were about to tell me you had died..." he sobbed.

He looked up when Hiro squeezed his hand again. "Can't... get rid of me... that easily," he whispered under his mask, eyes drooping a little.

Shuichi smiled and wiped his eyes again, glancing up when there was a soft knock on the door.

The nurse that had escorted him there poked her head in with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, Shindou-kun, I have to ask you to leave now."

"Hai," he replied, glancing back down at his friend. "See you tomorrow, 'k? Sleep well!"

Hiro smiled slightly again. "'Night, Shu-chan," he replied quietly, closing his eyes and falling fast asleep before the other boy had even made it out of the room.

Shuichi's step was a little lighter than it had been as he made his way back to the waiting room. He smiled when everyone turned to look at him, going over to take his drink back before leaning against the wall next to Yuki. Before they could bombard him with questions though, another woman came over to them, pushing up her glasses as she looked at them each in turn.

With a small bow she introduced herself. "Good evening. I am Dr. Kinno. Now that you all are here, I'd be happy to answer any questions you may have. I'm sorry for seeming like I was ignoring you earlier, but it's usually easier if I only have to explain everything once so there's no confusion."

The doctor waited for their full attention before she began. "As you all know, Nakano-san was involved in a vehicle accident. When he was brought in, he was semiconscious and showed no signs of neuro damage. Right now, he is showing positive signs that he will recover. We won't know how serious his head wound is until he's been fully conscious for a while.

"I don't expect he'll have any problems, he hasn't shown any signs to make me worry, but you can never tell with head injuries."

"What does that mean?" asked Shuichi. "That he could still die!?"

Dr. Kinno smiled at him gently. "No, Shindou-san, I can confidently say that he won't die. But with head injuries, you can never be too careful. He hasn't had a concussion, but he could still develop amnesia." She gave a small shrug. "It really just depends."

"If he gets amnesia, how long will it last?" asked Sakano.

"That's hard to say. Sometimes it lasts for only a few days or a week. Others have been known to have it for almost half a year."

"Half a year?!" cried Shuichi. "But... Hiro can't get amnesia for that long... He can't!"

"Please calm down Shindou-san. There's a possibility that Nakano-san may not even develop amnesia."

"How long will it be before he can leave the hospital?" asked Suguru after Shuichi had calmed down.

"That remains to be seen. Since he miraculously suffered no other major injuries, if he recovers quickly enough, than he should be released no later than the end of the week."

"Even if he ends up with amnesia?"

"If he does get amnesia, but he still remembers most of what has happened, we have no need to keep him here. For example," she continued, seeing another question forming on the boy's lips, "if he only forgets the past few months or so, than there would be no reason to hold him here. If he forgot more than that, he would need to stay here until he at least understood what has happened.

"Either way, I would recommend someone staying with him, or him staying with someone else for a few weeks. Or at least someone to stop by every day." She glanced around at the others when he nodded and asked nothing further. When no other questions were posed, she nodded and turned to leave. "I'll see you tomorrow then. Goodnight," she said.

Mika and Touma rose, nodding to everyone before disappearing into an elevator. Ryuichi and Noriko were next, Ryuichi giving another quick glomp to the younger singer before they left as well. Looking back to the others, Shuichi sweat-dropped as Sakano began overreacting again.

"Oh, what will I do if Nakano-kun gets amnesia?!" he cried, spinning around like a tornado with two rivers flying out from the whirlwind. "I'm not good enough to be a producer; I should never have let that happen! Sajou's going to fire me!"

"Don't you think he would have fired you while he was here instead of waiting?" asked Suguru, somewhat annoyed.

Sakano stopped, staring at the ground. "I guess..."

K stepped forward then. "Well," he began. "Since it's hard to rehearse with a missing member, I, as your MANAGER have released you from your duties until Hiroshi is recovered."

Suguru made a (-_-) face at him. "That's kind of understood, don't you think?"

K gave a maniacal laugh and a wave as he went to the elevators. Sakano left soon afterwards, followed by Suguru. Shuichi waved at them before he went over to ask a nurse what time visiting hours were. He returned to find Yuki standing with one hand in his pocket, waiting for him.

He grinned and rushed over to push the button to the elevator. "Ne, Yuki, I'm sure Hiro's going to be ok!" he said happily, stepping into the large metal box. "He'll be up and doing concerts again by the end of the month! Well, maybe longer with that bruise on his shoulder, but still!" He continued talking on the whole drive home, not put out in the least that Yuki didn't seem to be listening. He had a feeling that he really was, and even if he wasn't, it made him feel better to give his thoughts solidity.

He followed Yuki through the door, kicking off his shoes and hanging up his jacket. He stopped talking and looked at the taller man as he took off his own coat and shoes. "Ne, Yuki..."

"Hm?"

Shuichi grinned. "Thanks for taking me."

Yuki glanced at him before turning towards the living room to pick up a pack of cigarettes off the table. He pulled one out and lit it before throwing the pack back down and heading towards the bedroom.

"Yuki?"

"What?" he asked, not stopping. Shuichi followed, pausing inside the doorway. "Well?" asked Yuki, hanging his shirt back up on a hanger.

Shuichi blushed slightly and looked at the floor. "Never mind..." He wasn't about to push his luck by asking if Yuki would take him back the next morning. He blinked and looked up when Yuki stopped in front of him, already changed into a pair of sweatpants.

Yuki reached behind him and shut the door, not taking his amber eyes off the boy's violet ones. Shuichi blinked again and backed away from the stare. Yuki waited until he backed into the door before following, stopping in front of the boy and resting one hand on the small of his back while he leaned his other arm on the door. He leaned down, brushing his lips against Shuichi's in a gentle kiss.

Shuichi shuddered and launched himself at Yuki, burying his head in the author's shoulder and crying uncontrollably when they fell to the floor. "I was... so scared... He... looked awful when I... went in the room..." he said between sobs.

Yuki ran his hand over the teen's back, not even blinking at the sudden mood swing; he had half expected it sooner or later. When he felt Shuichi finally calm down some time later, he knew the boy was asleep. Picking them both up off the ground, he carried him over to the bed. He slipped off Shuichi's clothes, not in the least bit surprised to find his pajamas still on underneath.

He climbed in next to him after turning off the lights, resting an arm around the singer's waist when he curled up beside him, an arm thrown across his chest as he snored quietly. Kissing the top of the pink head, he then closed his own eyes for the night.