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:::Shortly after Manta stabilized:::
Manta's conciousness returned. He looked around at the bright hospital room around himself, and became even more depressed. He didn't notice that his body below him wasn't moving at all...the drugs were still affecting his system. His spirit was the one moving.
:::I can't even kill myself right. Someone must have found me and dragged me into this hospital...:::
Remembering the earlier events of the day, he realized how difficult it would be to face Yoh or his father after such a cowardly act as this.
:::They're going to think I'm an even bigger idiot now...:::
The separation between soul and flesh was still new, and was draining Manta's energy. He didn't know this was the cause, but still fell asleep.
:::After end of Chapter 4:::
For a few moments, complete and utter silence filled the white hospital room. Not even the sound of breathing could be heard. The only thing that showed that time had not stood still was the rythemic beep of the heart monitor hooked to Manta's comatose body, which his spirit was hovering over.
Yoh, in an overly loud voice, yelled:
"MANTA?!!"
The ghost of Amidamaru, no less astounded, chimed in.
"Lord Yoh, how can this be?! Manta's not dead!"
Manta realized then that the doctors had probably told the two about the painkillers in his system and that it was likely that he'd been trying to commit suicide. Manta immediately went to work trying to cover it up.
"What are you talking about, Amidamaru? I...tripped and...went unconcious in the cemetary."
Yoh, trying not to cry, replied.
"We...both know that's not what h-happened, Manta."
Amidamaru continued.
"We found you lying at a tombstone. You had...tried to..."
Yoh finished.
"Kill yourself. And it was..."
Yoh finally couldn't hold it in any longer. With a soft cry, his tears flowed down his face. His voice cracking.
"My...fault."
Manta was taken aback by this display of emotion, but was angry that this so-called friend had betrayed him in the first place.
"Why are you so sad? Unless I've completely lost my memory, the last time you saw me you would rather be dead than be my friend!"
Yoh was crying even more heavily now.
"It was all a...joke, Manta."
"What?"
"Just a terrible joke. We pretended to hate you. It was...all an act."
Manta absorbed this information.
"Just a...stupid act? You don't really hate me?"
"Hate you? Manta, you're my best friend. I could NEVER, EVER hate you."
"I don't hate you either, Lord Manta. I choose to help Lord Yoh, and for that, I'm sorry."
Angrily, Manta shot back.
"Why'd you do the stupid joke, then? You knew that I don't have any other friends."
"I was stupid, Manta! I didn't think about how you'd feel."
Yoh paused.
"And now you're like this. And it's all my fault."
Manta, still not aware he was a spirit, was curious.
"What do you mean, 'like this.'"
Yoh realized that Manta didn't know he wasn't in his body.
"Look down, Manta."
Puzzled by the bizarre request, Manta looked down at his own body for the first time.
Cliffie yet again! How will Manta react to being a spirit? Can he get his body back? Or will he be stuck like this forever?
Find out in the next thrilling installment!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Ever.
:::Shortly after Manta stabilized:::
Manta's conciousness returned. He looked around at the bright hospital room around himself, and became even more depressed. He didn't notice that his body below him wasn't moving at all...the drugs were still affecting his system. His spirit was the one moving.
:::I can't even kill myself right. Someone must have found me and dragged me into this hospital...:::
Remembering the earlier events of the day, he realized how difficult it would be to face Yoh or his father after such a cowardly act as this.
:::They're going to think I'm an even bigger idiot now...:::
The separation between soul and flesh was still new, and was draining Manta's energy. He didn't know this was the cause, but still fell asleep.
:::After end of Chapter 4:::
For a few moments, complete and utter silence filled the white hospital room. Not even the sound of breathing could be heard. The only thing that showed that time had not stood still was the rythemic beep of the heart monitor hooked to Manta's comatose body, which his spirit was hovering over.
Yoh, in an overly loud voice, yelled:
"MANTA?!!"
The ghost of Amidamaru, no less astounded, chimed in.
"Lord Yoh, how can this be?! Manta's not dead!"
Manta realized then that the doctors had probably told the two about the painkillers in his system and that it was likely that he'd been trying to commit suicide. Manta immediately went to work trying to cover it up.
"What are you talking about, Amidamaru? I...tripped and...went unconcious in the cemetary."
Yoh, trying not to cry, replied.
"We...both know that's not what h-happened, Manta."
Amidamaru continued.
"We found you lying at a tombstone. You had...tried to..."
Yoh finished.
"Kill yourself. And it was..."
Yoh finally couldn't hold it in any longer. With a soft cry, his tears flowed down his face. His voice cracking.
"My...fault."
Manta was taken aback by this display of emotion, but was angry that this so-called friend had betrayed him in the first place.
"Why are you so sad? Unless I've completely lost my memory, the last time you saw me you would rather be dead than be my friend!"
Yoh was crying even more heavily now.
"It was all a...joke, Manta."
"What?"
"Just a terrible joke. We pretended to hate you. It was...all an act."
Manta absorbed this information.
"Just a...stupid act? You don't really hate me?"
"Hate you? Manta, you're my best friend. I could NEVER, EVER hate you."
"I don't hate you either, Lord Manta. I choose to help Lord Yoh, and for that, I'm sorry."
Angrily, Manta shot back.
"Why'd you do the stupid joke, then? You knew that I don't have any other friends."
"I was stupid, Manta! I didn't think about how you'd feel."
Yoh paused.
"And now you're like this. And it's all my fault."
Manta, still not aware he was a spirit, was curious.
"What do you mean, 'like this.'"
Yoh realized that Manta didn't know he wasn't in his body.
"Look down, Manta."
Puzzled by the bizarre request, Manta looked down at his own body for the first time.
Cliffie yet again! How will Manta react to being a spirit? Can he get his body back? Or will he be stuck like this forever?
Find out in the next thrilling installment!
