SHOW ME

A/N: Oh My God! I just reread chapter 4, there were so many typos in there to make you cringe! I'm so sorry about that. I already fixed it. Anyway, I'm not really sure how many of you are reading this. If you like my writing, or would like to have your fix posted on another site, contact me, I'm building a web site for fanfiction of any kind, any fandom. You know the address :P

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CHAPTER 5

The incessant tic-tac of the clock was driving Sakura mad. It was way past midnight and still there were no news of her father and Yukito. She'd spend most of the previous hour talking to Li over the phone. Her father would want to kill her when the phone bill arrived but the fee on long distance calls were the last of her worries. She'd told Li about Eriol and almost laughed at the jealousy that provoked. As predicted, Shaoran was to arrive on the first plight the next day.

She was glad for it. She needed him right now.

It was just ten minutes after 1:00 m that she heard the lock and woke up from her worry induced stupor. She practically jumped from the couch to meet them, but she was surprised to find only Yukito there, and not pleased by the expression on his face.

"Yukito-kun! Did you find him? Ws he where I told you he'd be?!" she was a step away from hysterics.

She, as she'd told Yukito, had used the cards to find her brother. What she hadn't told him was that the cards, according to Kero, said Touya was in serious trouble. They also said it had to do with magic and love, which she didn't understand. But she figured, since in Yukito lay both, it had something to do with him.

The yong man sighed.

"Yes, Sakura-chan, we found Touya. But. . ." Yukito was on the barge of tears.

Sakura shook her head franticly. What was going on?

"But you found him! Where is he? Why isn't dad with you?! Yukito, tell me!"

Yukito kneeled down in front of her and seized her by the shoulders.

"Listen to me Sakura. Your dad is with Touya now. He had to take him to the hospital. Touya. . . he's. . ."

"Is he hurt?" she whispered.

"No, not hurt, just. . ."

Sakura was loosing her patience. No matter how much she cared for Yukito, this was making her angry. Why couldn't he just tell her?

"Are you going to tell me or do I have to guess?!" Sakura spat, and Yukito stared at her, shocked.

"Yes. . . of course. . .I . . He's. . ." Sakura glared at him and Yukito cleared his throat. " Ok, the thing is, they don't know what's wrong with him." He said without pausing to breathe.

"What do you mean by that?"

"He's, I don' know. . .not there. They say he's not catatonic, not really, but. . .it's as if he were. I came here to tell you an bring you to he hospital with me. Ok?"

Yukito wasn't finished talking and Sakura was already putting on her shoes and coat.

"Lets go!"

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Hospitals re no one's favourite place. Well, maybe doctors. But Yukito hated them with every fibre of his body. He remembered the time he thought he was dying, spending long hours after school getting tested and poked and probed; having to be around sick people who were in pain and scared. As far as he knew, death lived in hospitals. There was nothing to like about them.

Specially if you were to consider the fact that his boyfriend, the only person in this planet who was real in his memories. The one who gave meaning to his existence, was lying on one of those uncomfortable beds with blank look on his face and being a tad non-responsive. He could still no shake the image of Touya sitting on the edge of that cliff, looking dead inside. He could only pray to whatever god was out there that he wasn't.

At that late hour there wasn't soul walking the hospital's halls. Both their footsteps could be heard echoing through the old walls and it gave Yukio a sense of dread and abandonment he would have rather not feel, considering there was enough dread in his mind to throw around. He watched little Sakura walking firmly in a few steps ahead of him. He could only feel admiration for the girl. There wasn't a sing of fear on he face, just a stern look that, he was convinced, served as a front to keep the tears away for the sake of her father.

They finally reached the psych ward and Yukito's restlessness worsened.

They should ally do something with those bars on the doors. Hide them somehow. It wasn't very inviting.

Fujitaka was waiting just outside Touya's room. The poor man looked so tired it made him look ten years older. He saw them and waved at them, smiling slightly.

"Yukito-kun! Sakura!" he cheered. "I'm so glad you're here!"

Sakura looked at his father and gathered some courage to ask.

"How's my brother, dad?"

"He's. . .He'll be ok, Sakura. The doctors said they'd give him some medication to help him wake up from wherever he is now. But he seems peaceful. Doesn't he, Yukito-kun?"

Yukito nodded, giving Fujitaka a sad look.

"Yes, he does. He actually had a smile on his face when we found him. He's going to be ok soon, but it's good to know he's not in pain while he recovers. I just. . .I don't understand what's happening."

"Neither do I, Yukito-kun. This morning he's behaving the way he did and then he goes. . .blank. I don't know how this happened. All we can do now is wait. The doctors wont let us see him until they're done checking him up."

Yukito realised, by the expression on Fujitaka's face, that he wasn't the only one about to brake, so he figured he'd change the subject and try to make it easier on the three of them. He clapped one time and sighed.

"Ok, I say we go down to the cafeteria and get us something to eat, because I'm starving!" he said cheerfully. Sakura smiled a little, so did her father.

"You sure have a healthy appetite, Yukito-kun." Sakura added, while making her way into the elevator along with the rest.

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"Unbelievable! Eating at a time like this! Yue certainly is insensitive!" Nakuru giggled. "I'd never do that to my dear Touya!"

Eriol smiled, never taking his eyes from the image on the floor.

"You haven't recovered from the rejection yet, have you Ruby Moon?"

She pouted.

"Well. No! Touya should be mine, mine, mine!"

Spinel Sun lifted his eyes from the book he was reading and smiled.

"I'm sure you would have won if that boy had met you first. But Yukito
isn't really
Yue, is he, master Eriol?"

"We should leave that question to him, don't you think? After all,
that's the reason we
are doing this."

Eriol closed his eyes for a moment while an idea formed in his
hyperactive mind.

"It will be interesting to see hat happens when that kid enters the
picture. Sakura and
Yue have been too busy worrying about her brother to notice my
presence. Kerberos
hasn't been close enough to the boy to notice either. I'm sure Li
will, and so we should
make things a little more interesting. That way I may gain some time."

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Touya felt safe and warm. It was like being back in the womb. He felt
loved and
protected and nothing in this world would make him abandon the
darkness that
enveloped him. He could still sense noises and people outside the
cocoon he'd
built around himself, but he wasn't taking knowledge of them.

Once in a while, he'd hear the voice of his mother comforting him and
whispering
words of affection. It was heaven on earth, the way he saw it. No more
pain, no more
fear. Just peace.

Suddenly the darkness became oppressive. He couldn't breathe and he
felt like thousand needles were being poked into him. The pain was excruciating, but he
couldn't find his voice to scream and ask those people he had sensed
for help.

From the darkness he heard the voice of his mother again, this time
laughing viciously.

"This is what you wanted, isn't it? Being away from h world? From
Yukito and the pain
he caused? Well, now you are. I never said you wouldn't feel pain here
too, did I?"

She laughed again.

"Why?. . ." Touya whispered, over and over again. "Why?"

********************* . They were walking back from the cafeteria, hoping they'd get a chance to see Touya, but found several doctors and nurses practically running towards his room. They wouldn't let them in, but from the slit of the ajar door Yukito could see him convulsing and yelling like a mad man.

The word echoed in his brain, incessantly.

"Why?"

TBC