Hiro tip-toed inside the room.
He stopped on seeing Shuichi there, sleeping.
He was holding onto Yuki's hand and his head rested on the side of Yuki's hip.
Leaning in closer to look at Shuichi, Hiro sighed gently.
He had refused to leave Yuki's side since the first day.
Looking up at the man whom Shuichi refused to leave, his face hardened.
Yuki...
When Yuki was alive, he caused Shuichi misery...
Even now, hanging between life and death, he still caused Shuichi misery.
He didn't know which one he preferred but he knew something; Shuichi practically lived for Yuki.
If Yuki died...Shuichi...he would never be the same again.
The force of Gravitation...
Whatever strange forces which made Shuichi fall for Yuki wasn't going to fall apart that easily.
Yuki watched as he floated gently beside Shuichi.
He sighed and he gently stroked Shuichi's pink hair.
"Dumb idiot...why don't you go home and rest?" he muttered as his hand passed through Shuichi.
Looking down at his hand, he felt a sense of frustration and anger.
"Why am I stuck here? Why?" he bellowed in anger, trying to slam his hand onto the bed but only managed to go through the bed.
For 4 days, he had been stuck here in this hospital bed, reduced to floating alongside his human body.
4 days of watching Shuichi slowly fall apart.
"I'm not worth it, Shuichi...I can't be everything you want me to...I only cause you sadness...why do you love me so? I can't love you the way you love me..." Yuki whispered, his head in his hands, feeling the despair in heart.
"Yet...you can't live without him..." a soft musical voice said.
"Huh? Who said that?" Yuki asked, his eyes narrowed in suspicion as he looked around.
The voice laughed and Yuki whipped around to see who was talking but he couldn't see anyone.
"You can't see me...no use trying...Yuki...Eiri...you changed your name...a long long time ago...you took the name of your first love, Yuki...to punish yourself...for the sin you thought you committed...it has been a long time...it's a heavy burden to carry, Yuki...don't you think it's time to put down the load? And carry on with your life..."
"Who the hell do you think you are? You know NOTHING about me!" snarled Yuki, anger coursing through him.
"Oh, on the contrary, I know everything about you...more than you wish to know...I know you love this little boy...Shuichi...you are afraid to admit it because you are afraid that once you let your feelings loose, you're afraid that he'll leave you...just like the time, Yuki left you...he made use of you and he left..."
"He didn't leave...he...died..." Yuki said, painfully.
"It's time same thing, isn't it? In the end, it's still the same...Shuichi is willing to help you ease your burden but you always push him away...you're hoping he'd leave but you're afraid of being alone..."
"SHUT UP!" Yuki screamed, hating the voice, hating the way she seemed to read his heart.
"Yuki, it's time to go back...it's time to let go...Shuichi's waiting for you..." the voice said softly.
"Wait! What do you mean..." he started but then he felt a huge yank in his mid-session as if something or someone was yanking him.
"Hey-!"
"SAVE HIM! SAVE HIM!! YUKI!!" screamed Shuichi as he was restrained by Hiro and Suguru.
The doctors went about their work as calm as possible.
Yuki jerked once more as the doctors applied the shock on him.
The flat beeping on the machine could be heard throughout the room.
The doctors stopped working on him.
5 minutes...
5 goddamn minutes...
"I am sorry...I am afraid..." the doctor began.
"NO! NO! It's not possible! It's not!" Shuichi wailed.
Hiro stumbled as Shuichi pushed him aside.
Hiro tried to stop him but a sob escaped him as he watched Shuichi frantically shake Yuki.
"Yuki! Wake up! Wake up! You're scaring me! You stupid meanie! You jerk!" his disbelief turned to anger as he pounded on Yuki's chest.
"You can't leave! Not now! I still have so many songs to write for you...so many things I want to say...I want to...sob...to see you...sob...everyday...I want to...sob...be with you..." Shuichi cried, holding onto the silent Yuki.
His tears fell on the pillows and Shuichi couldn't see Yuki's face as the tears burned in his eyes.
"Aishiteru...sob Aishiteru, you jerk...aishisobteru..."
The silent room watched as the boy cried holding onto the dead man.
His whisper echoed around the room and his wails filled the room.
Aishiteru, Yuki, aishiteru...