Kidnapped Revisited.
By Mari-Chan
May, June 2003
Warnings: Hospitals, CAT scans, & HVH: high velocity hurling Pairings: None.
Chapter 4: Concern
Yohji drove quickly through the almost deserted city streets. He shivered in the early evening cold, as the wind blew past. Beside him, Omi sat with his head down and Yohji's coat wrapped around him. The in-dash cell phone beeped and he placed the earpiece in his ear.
"Aya, what's up?"
"I just got off the phone with Manx. Her contact at the hospital will be waiting at one of the rear doors. He and his assistant will take care of Omi, no names listed."
"Great, we'll be there in a few minutes," Yohji said. "Thanks, Aya"
"Just get Omi to the hospital."
"We're on our way," Yohji said before hanging up.
Yohji stepped on the gas and the sports car flew towards the hospital. Moments later arriving at the hospital entrance, Yohji steered the vehicle past the main doors and slowly around the mammoth building, watching the doors as he drove. At the fifth entrance he noticed a man and woman standing with an empty wheelchair. Moving the car adjacent to the two people he looked over at the man.
"Manx?"
Yohji nodded, "Manx."
He put the car in park and turned the engine off. The aide walked forward and opened Omi's door.
"I'm Himalayan, and this is my assistant, Tonkinese. We will take care of him."
"Where should I leave my car?" Yohji asked.
"It can stay here," Himalayan said as Omi was pulled from the car and placed in the wheelchair. Tonkinese quickly turned the chair and walked towards the sliding door. Yohji and the doctor followed behind. They walked into the hospital and into an unmarked room.
"We will need some information from you, but no names," Himalayan said, handing a clipboard over to Yohji
"OK," Yohji said, taking the board and sitting down.
Omi lifted his head as the bright light began to sink in. "Where..am.."
Yohji stood and gently placed a calming hand on Omi's shoulder. "It's OK, these people are going to take care of you. I'll be right here."
"We will actually need you to step outside while we conduct a preliminary interview, Balinese."
Yohji looked up from the papers. "OK. Call if you need me," he said opening the door and closing it behind him. As he left he noticed Omi's eyes following him out, and he smiled at him.
Tonkinese was already working on removing the damaged clothing from Omi's body, and placing him in a hospital gown. The doctor trying not to make the patient flinch, Himalayan walked over to Omi and Omi looked up at him.
"Bombay?"
Omi nodded.
"OK. Preliminary study shows multiple lacerations, contusions, bruising. No broken bones as far as I can see." He looked again to Omi and crouched down to be on his level. "I need you to tell me as much as possible."
Omi nodded again. "They had me tied to a cross." He held out his cut wrists. "I was beaten, punched, smacked, and.." His voice trailed off as a tear fell.
Himalayan and Tonkinese both stopped and waited for Omi to continue.
"Go on."
An almost inaudible whisper replied, "And raped and sodemized." Omi's head fell forward.
Tonkinese placed a hand on Omi's back.
"It's okay; you did nothing wrong," she said softly.
"Yeah? Well I feel like I did."
Himalayan stood up.
"We are going to give you a sedative so that we can run some scans on you. You will not feel any pain, and once you wake up you'll be able to go home, OK?
Omi nodded.
"Tonkinese, I leave it up to you."
"Yes, Doctor."
"Doctor, please." Omi said quietly, "don't mention this to anyone."
"I'll see what I can do," he said leaving the room, not making any promises.
*
Yohji sat outside finishing the paperwork when the doctor walked out of the examining room and over to him.
"Well?"
"Can we talk in private?" the doctor asked.
"Sure," Yohji said standing up and following the doctor down the hall. Once inside an office the doctor sat them both down.
"Balinese, Manx described Bombay's condition to me over the phone, so I sort of knew what to expect."
Yohji nodded.
"However, there is more to it. Not only has Bombay sustained multiple cuts and bruises, he has also endured sexual battery."
Yohji's eyes widened and his hand fisted.
"I sort of promised Bombay that I would not share that information, but he is underage, and therefore still a minor. You being listed as his guardian, I have to tell you."
Yohji found his voice. "I appreciate the information, and don't worry, I won't tell him I know. What are you doing for him now?"
"Tonkinese is giving him a sedative, then we will run some scans to make sure everything is okay. Once that's over, if everything is good, you can take him home."
"Can I see him?"
"Yes, but he is probably out by now." Himalayan stood up. "Come with me."
Once again Yohji followed the doctor down the hallway and into another room. Tonkinese looked up from the panel of buttons and nodded her hello. Through the fiberglass window, a flat wheeled table was positioned next to a CAT scan machine. Omi's head positioned at the opening.
"If you're not wearing any metal, you can go in there with him."
Yohji was pulling the belt from his pants before Tonkinese had finished talking. He removed his earrings, the watch band, and anything else he could think of with metal in it and walked to the door into the chamber. Once inside he stepped over to Omi and picked up the limp hand of his friend.
"I'm here, Bishu," he whispered, as the machine hummed to life and the table shifted forward. "I'm here."
*
Omi felt strange. He seemed to be floating in a sea of black. Black below him, black above him. His head and body ached, but he was not able to move. He wasn't tied down; more that he felt no energy running through his body. Noises began to filter through the haze, occasionally calling his name. He tried to answer; the words forming in his mind, but his mouth not opening to speak.
*
Yohji turned away from the window to look at Omi in the bed. The evening had been long and uneventful, thank goodness. Omi was beginning to stir and Yohji hoped he would wake up soon. Yohji's cell phone rang, he took it out of his pocket and answered.
"This is me; is that you?."
"Abyssinian, status report?"
"Tests are over, all is well. He should be coming out of the sedative shortly. Himalayan will release him then."
"ETA?"
"2 hours, not sure. I hope before midnight."
"Keep me informed."
"Will do," Yohji said and then hung up.
Omi chose that moment to turn over; a slight pain filled moan escaping his lips.
Yohji moved to the side of the bed and crouched down at Omi's eye level.
"Omi?" he asked quietly.
*
Omi continued to float closer to what he thought was the surface. The light around him changed, growing brighter by the moment. The voices seemed to be getting louder and clearer.
'Omi?'
He heard it again, and tried again to answer, the word coming out as a breathy moan.
*
Yohji placed a hand on Omi's arm and caressed lightly. Omi's eyelids twitched once, again and slowly opened revealing the best sight Yohji could have ever asked for: two beautiful blue eyes.
"Welcome back, Bishu," he whispered smiling at Omi.
Omi's eyes adjusted to the form in front of him.
"Yohji?"
"Yeah. I'm here"
"I ...don't feel so good. I think I'm gonna..." the end of the conversation was lost as Omi threw up, missing himself and Yohji by inches.
"Agh," Yohji said stepping back, "I'll get the doctor." He walked to the door and asked a passing nurse to get the doctor. Closing the door, he grabbed the towel from the bathroom and brought it over to Omi. Omi blushed bright red as Yohji wiped his face for him.
"Bet your feeling better now, huh, Kid?"
The door opened and Himalayan walked through the door followed closely by Tonkinese.
"I see the patient is awake."
"And barfing," Omi said as Yohji finished wiping him down.
Tonkinese walked over and placed her hand on Omi's shoulder. "Glad you're feeling better."
The doctor stepped over to the bed and took some readings from the monitor. He checked Omi's heart rate, pressure and gave him a general once over.
"How are you feeling?"
"Groggy, pukey, tired; pick any one you like," Omi answered.
"Well, you haven't lost your sense of humor, and that's a good thing." He turned to Yohji. "He seems okay, so I'm going to release him to your care. His clothes are over there; take the blanket to keep him warm. If you need anything, anytime, call me. Manx has all my numbers."
He extended his hand, which Yohji shook.
"Thanks, doc, you've been a big help tonight."
"Glad I could help." He turned to Omi who was getting down from the bed with Tonkinese's help. "Take care of yourself, kid, I don't want to see you back here for a while, ok?"
Omi smiled. "Deal."
Tonkinese left the room followed by the doctor, and Yohji looked over at Omi, who was perched on the end of the bed, trying to redress himself and not wince in pain. Yohji smiled.
"Let me help you," he said walking in front of Omi.
Omi exhaled. "I feel like such a klutz."
Yohji picked up Omi's ripped shirt.
"You are a klutz, but I'll forgive you this time." He gently lifted Omi's arm and pulled the shirt over bruised shoulders. He repeated the steps until Omi was dressed once again.
Helping him to stand, Yohji draped the blanket over Omi and led him out the door into the hallway and out to where his car sat waiting.
Opening the passenger door, he watched as Omi climbed in. Yohji closed the door and walked around the car. He got in the driver's side and placed the key in the ignition. Starting the car he turned to Omi.
"Let's go home, huh?"
"Yeah, home sounds great," Omi whispered
On to Chapter 5: Sleepytime. Chapter nod: Myself, personal puking experience.
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Don't Plagiarize Don't make me go Tsukiyono on your ass.
By Mari-Chan
May, June 2003
Warnings: Hospitals, CAT scans, & HVH: high velocity hurling Pairings: None.
Chapter 4: Concern
Yohji drove quickly through the almost deserted city streets. He shivered in the early evening cold, as the wind blew past. Beside him, Omi sat with his head down and Yohji's coat wrapped around him. The in-dash cell phone beeped and he placed the earpiece in his ear.
"Aya, what's up?"
"I just got off the phone with Manx. Her contact at the hospital will be waiting at one of the rear doors. He and his assistant will take care of Omi, no names listed."
"Great, we'll be there in a few minutes," Yohji said. "Thanks, Aya"
"Just get Omi to the hospital."
"We're on our way," Yohji said before hanging up.
Yohji stepped on the gas and the sports car flew towards the hospital. Moments later arriving at the hospital entrance, Yohji steered the vehicle past the main doors and slowly around the mammoth building, watching the doors as he drove. At the fifth entrance he noticed a man and woman standing with an empty wheelchair. Moving the car adjacent to the two people he looked over at the man.
"Manx?"
Yohji nodded, "Manx."
He put the car in park and turned the engine off. The aide walked forward and opened Omi's door.
"I'm Himalayan, and this is my assistant, Tonkinese. We will take care of him."
"Where should I leave my car?" Yohji asked.
"It can stay here," Himalayan said as Omi was pulled from the car and placed in the wheelchair. Tonkinese quickly turned the chair and walked towards the sliding door. Yohji and the doctor followed behind. They walked into the hospital and into an unmarked room.
"We will need some information from you, but no names," Himalayan said, handing a clipboard over to Yohji
"OK," Yohji said, taking the board and sitting down.
Omi lifted his head as the bright light began to sink in. "Where..am.."
Yohji stood and gently placed a calming hand on Omi's shoulder. "It's OK, these people are going to take care of you. I'll be right here."
"We will actually need you to step outside while we conduct a preliminary interview, Balinese."
Yohji looked up from the papers. "OK. Call if you need me," he said opening the door and closing it behind him. As he left he noticed Omi's eyes following him out, and he smiled at him.
Tonkinese was already working on removing the damaged clothing from Omi's body, and placing him in a hospital gown. The doctor trying not to make the patient flinch, Himalayan walked over to Omi and Omi looked up at him.
"Bombay?"
Omi nodded.
"OK. Preliminary study shows multiple lacerations, contusions, bruising. No broken bones as far as I can see." He looked again to Omi and crouched down to be on his level. "I need you to tell me as much as possible."
Omi nodded again. "They had me tied to a cross." He held out his cut wrists. "I was beaten, punched, smacked, and.." His voice trailed off as a tear fell.
Himalayan and Tonkinese both stopped and waited for Omi to continue.
"Go on."
An almost inaudible whisper replied, "And raped and sodemized." Omi's head fell forward.
Tonkinese placed a hand on Omi's back.
"It's okay; you did nothing wrong," she said softly.
"Yeah? Well I feel like I did."
Himalayan stood up.
"We are going to give you a sedative so that we can run some scans on you. You will not feel any pain, and once you wake up you'll be able to go home, OK?
Omi nodded.
"Tonkinese, I leave it up to you."
"Yes, Doctor."
"Doctor, please." Omi said quietly, "don't mention this to anyone."
"I'll see what I can do," he said leaving the room, not making any promises.
*
Yohji sat outside finishing the paperwork when the doctor walked out of the examining room and over to him.
"Well?"
"Can we talk in private?" the doctor asked.
"Sure," Yohji said standing up and following the doctor down the hall. Once inside an office the doctor sat them both down.
"Balinese, Manx described Bombay's condition to me over the phone, so I sort of knew what to expect."
Yohji nodded.
"However, there is more to it. Not only has Bombay sustained multiple cuts and bruises, he has also endured sexual battery."
Yohji's eyes widened and his hand fisted.
"I sort of promised Bombay that I would not share that information, but he is underage, and therefore still a minor. You being listed as his guardian, I have to tell you."
Yohji found his voice. "I appreciate the information, and don't worry, I won't tell him I know. What are you doing for him now?"
"Tonkinese is giving him a sedative, then we will run some scans to make sure everything is okay. Once that's over, if everything is good, you can take him home."
"Can I see him?"
"Yes, but he is probably out by now." Himalayan stood up. "Come with me."
Once again Yohji followed the doctor down the hallway and into another room. Tonkinese looked up from the panel of buttons and nodded her hello. Through the fiberglass window, a flat wheeled table was positioned next to a CAT scan machine. Omi's head positioned at the opening.
"If you're not wearing any metal, you can go in there with him."
Yohji was pulling the belt from his pants before Tonkinese had finished talking. He removed his earrings, the watch band, and anything else he could think of with metal in it and walked to the door into the chamber. Once inside he stepped over to Omi and picked up the limp hand of his friend.
"I'm here, Bishu," he whispered, as the machine hummed to life and the table shifted forward. "I'm here."
*
Omi felt strange. He seemed to be floating in a sea of black. Black below him, black above him. His head and body ached, but he was not able to move. He wasn't tied down; more that he felt no energy running through his body. Noises began to filter through the haze, occasionally calling his name. He tried to answer; the words forming in his mind, but his mouth not opening to speak.
*
Yohji turned away from the window to look at Omi in the bed. The evening had been long and uneventful, thank goodness. Omi was beginning to stir and Yohji hoped he would wake up soon. Yohji's cell phone rang, he took it out of his pocket and answered.
"This is me; is that you?."
"Abyssinian, status report?"
"Tests are over, all is well. He should be coming out of the sedative shortly. Himalayan will release him then."
"ETA?"
"2 hours, not sure. I hope before midnight."
"Keep me informed."
"Will do," Yohji said and then hung up.
Omi chose that moment to turn over; a slight pain filled moan escaping his lips.
Yohji moved to the side of the bed and crouched down at Omi's eye level.
"Omi?" he asked quietly.
*
Omi continued to float closer to what he thought was the surface. The light around him changed, growing brighter by the moment. The voices seemed to be getting louder and clearer.
'Omi?'
He heard it again, and tried again to answer, the word coming out as a breathy moan.
*
Yohji placed a hand on Omi's arm and caressed lightly. Omi's eyelids twitched once, again and slowly opened revealing the best sight Yohji could have ever asked for: two beautiful blue eyes.
"Welcome back, Bishu," he whispered smiling at Omi.
Omi's eyes adjusted to the form in front of him.
"Yohji?"
"Yeah. I'm here"
"I ...don't feel so good. I think I'm gonna..." the end of the conversation was lost as Omi threw up, missing himself and Yohji by inches.
"Agh," Yohji said stepping back, "I'll get the doctor." He walked to the door and asked a passing nurse to get the doctor. Closing the door, he grabbed the towel from the bathroom and brought it over to Omi. Omi blushed bright red as Yohji wiped his face for him.
"Bet your feeling better now, huh, Kid?"
The door opened and Himalayan walked through the door followed closely by Tonkinese.
"I see the patient is awake."
"And barfing," Omi said as Yohji finished wiping him down.
Tonkinese walked over and placed her hand on Omi's shoulder. "Glad you're feeling better."
The doctor stepped over to the bed and took some readings from the monitor. He checked Omi's heart rate, pressure and gave him a general once over.
"How are you feeling?"
"Groggy, pukey, tired; pick any one you like," Omi answered.
"Well, you haven't lost your sense of humor, and that's a good thing." He turned to Yohji. "He seems okay, so I'm going to release him to your care. His clothes are over there; take the blanket to keep him warm. If you need anything, anytime, call me. Manx has all my numbers."
He extended his hand, which Yohji shook.
"Thanks, doc, you've been a big help tonight."
"Glad I could help." He turned to Omi who was getting down from the bed with Tonkinese's help. "Take care of yourself, kid, I don't want to see you back here for a while, ok?"
Omi smiled. "Deal."
Tonkinese left the room followed by the doctor, and Yohji looked over at Omi, who was perched on the end of the bed, trying to redress himself and not wince in pain. Yohji smiled.
"Let me help you," he said walking in front of Omi.
Omi exhaled. "I feel like such a klutz."
Yohji picked up Omi's ripped shirt.
"You are a klutz, but I'll forgive you this time." He gently lifted Omi's arm and pulled the shirt over bruised shoulders. He repeated the steps until Omi was dressed once again.
Helping him to stand, Yohji draped the blanket over Omi and led him out the door into the hallway and out to where his car sat waiting.
Opening the passenger door, he watched as Omi climbed in. Yohji closed the door and walked around the car. He got in the driver's side and placed the key in the ignition. Starting the car he turned to Omi.
"Let's go home, huh?"
"Yeah, home sounds great," Omi whispered
On to Chapter 5: Sleepytime. Chapter nod: Myself, personal puking experience.
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