Crossing the hall and returning to Kyo's room, he reflected on what Nijan had said. Kyo calls for his help. Kyo calls for him. Why? Voices in Kyo's room were raised and Kyo was on of them. Yuki rushed through the door. Kyo was straining against his restraints, as the doctor was preparing an injection. Yuki moved between the two. Kyo saw him and leaned back against the pillow. The doctor stopped and waited to see what the teen was up to.
"Kyo! What's wrong? What happened while I was gone?" He was talking to Kyo, but looking at the doctors.
"They started telling me I was having erotic dreams about you. I know what I dreamt, it scared me to death. But it was not erotic."
"The simbolism of your cousin being served to you on a silver platter has definite sexual connotations. . . "
"WHAT? I think you are a little off your mark, Sensei." Kyo calmed visibly as Yuki dealt with his doctors.
"And he calls for you when he wakes up." The psychologist crossed his arm in his superior way, thinking he had made an irrifutable point. Yuki narrowed his eyes, and turned to the man.
"Probably because I am the only person he know who is trying to help him, not force him to do what makes him uncomfortable, and he trusts me. But that doesn't mean that he wants me. It isn't the only thing people think about you know."
"It is a highly motivating emotion. It would explain his desire to hurt himself. You, yourself admitted that you never got along before. Now, how is it he only eats a reasonable amount after you visit him?" Yuki was beginning to lose patience with the man. Kyo didn't need this just before the traumatic visit from Akito.
"You know, I am still in the room." Kyo injected. Yuki turned, upon seeing the expression on Kyo's face, he broke into laughter. Kyo smirked at him, huffed at the doctor and added. "I don't think about Yuki that way. I DO think about that, though. I used to fantasize about Kagura. Only I figured it wouldn't do any good to tell anyone. She would have just done major damage to me, and I knew we would never be together, anyway." He looked up at the ceiling. "And when Tohru came, I just figured Yuki would get her anyway, so made sure never to think of her that way. So, if we are all done disecting my sexuality, I believe I have a visitor coming, and I would rather not have to discuss this in front of Akito."
"Kagura, huh? I wondered if she ever got through your thick skull. As often as she bashed it into things." Yuki took to some good natured teasing. Kyo gave him a half hearted glare.
"Imagine if we ever tried anything, I doubt if I would live through that." and the boys began to laugh, together.
"Wait, Sohma Kagura. I know which one that is. The shorter dark haired girl with the cat backpack. She decked Nurse Yamamoto. Said that the nurse wasn't gentle enough with Kyo. We had to send her away, and restrict her visits. The nurse needed stitches on her forehead." Aziyago stated.
"Yes, that would be Kagura. She Loves Kyo, enough to inflict major damage to anyone who comes between them. Especially Kyo." Yuki explained.
"Who do I have to thank for keeping her away?" Kyo glanced around the room. The other doctors seemed at a loss about the whole incident. Aziyago slowly raised his hand. The older doctors chose that moment to make their escape.
"I thought it safer for the whole hospital. You know, Kyo-san, the psychologist is only trying to help you. Even if he is looking for an easy solution. Cut him some slack okay?" The man looked hopeful.
"Fine, next time he comes around, I'll describe my deepest fantasy to him. The one where I catch Kagura in heat." His smile was wicked. "Hope I can think this one up fast enough." Yuki scowled at him and began cleaning up the cards which had become scattered during the doctor's visit.
"Make it good, or they will never believe it. Do you want me to help?" Kyo frowned at the suggestion.
"I think I can do this myself, cousin. But, I'll take it into consideration." A small comotion out the door caught their attention and the doctors returned flanking the much acclaimed head of the Sohma clan. Akito, dressed in the usual outdoor garb of clingy black pants and a dark brown turtleneck, gazed around the room at the various pieces of medical equipment surrounding Kyo. The doctor was going on about state of the art therapies and techniques. The psychologist filling in the lastest strides he had made in breaking through the boys reservations about food. Akito nodded at them and finally locking eyes on Kyo, stopped them with a wave of one long fingered hand. The doctors, both, froze at the obvious command. Akito crossed the room to Kyo's bedside, sparing a glance in Yuki's direction. The two teens had forgotten to breath for a moment and took a deep one almost simultaneously as Akito smiled in a most hostile manner.
"Yuki, you are here? I hadn't expected this. Ah! Kyo(the name came out almost as an insult) you have certainly gathered a lot of attention on yourself. Was this your objective?"Akito looked up to grant a pleasant smile to Aziyago before continuing "Are you quite finished with this foolishness? It is well past time for you to return home." Aziyago came forward. He was not fooled by the actions of this person. He saw the inflections, and obvious animosity.
"The boy is in seriously poor health. He has to remain until we can bring his vital signs to a health norm, then we will require proof that he is going to continue to care for himself. He is under a suicide watch currently and there is an ongoing investigation of abuse." Akito turned on the man, and with a glare that would have sent Yuki to his knees, measured up this interloper who dared to speak so to someone of Akito's station.
"WHO ARE YOU?"The outburst though no surprise to the teens, was a complete shock to Aziyago. He sputtered his name and position, the other doctor affirming it,
"And you presume to tell me what is best for a member of my family? You aren't even a real doctor. Clear this room so that I may speak with my 'cousin' without any further interuptions." The order stood in the air and Yuki looked to Aziyago for assistance. The man finally regained his composure and stated.
"The hospital regulations forbid patients under suicide watch to be left unsupervised. I shall be happy to stay and watch, without interfereing with the visit." Akito glared once more, then brushed the man off without a further thought. The other hospital personnel filtered through the door. Kyo, still strapped to the bed, became wary of the sudden silence. Akito came closer and leaned into the boys space.
"You have not beaten me, Neko. I shall have you back, in your little room and under my personal care." Yuki placed a hand upon his cousins shoulder to remind him of the continued presence. Akito, not one to miss anything, saw the gesture and looked up at the grey haired teen. "And Yuki, my little nezumi, you too should think about moving back to the main house. I have missed you far too much, and I wouldn't want to risk your becoming ill in this way. Obviously Shigure doesn't know how to raise boys who can properly care for themselves. You are far too thin yourself."
"I have always been thin, Akito. I don't think it compares though." Akito turned to him and stared him down. Yuki's heart fluttered and his eyes gave truth to his fear, but this time, he didn't back down. "Kyo needs to be here." A minute more and the Sohma family head looked away in disgust.
"I refuse to care for someone who won't even try to live. Let him die, if he wants it so much. I wash my hands of him." And with that said, Akito crossed the room and departed. Kyo watched Akito's back and as the door closed, the orange haired boy passed out. Yuki felt the difference immediately.
"Kyo? Kyo? Aziyago-san!" The intern crossed to them quickly and began to check the boy over. "What happened? What is it?" Yuki asked, panic just on the edge.
"It's okay, probably just stress and the lack of sleep. Hold this under his nose." and he handed Yuki a small capsule. The boy complied and soon Kyo was rousing.
"Hey, it's over. Akito is gone. Are you okay?" He orange haired youth sneezed lightly at the smelling salts and Yuki jumped back.
"There are times when I really need my hands." he said in apology as Yuki reached for a tissue. "Did Akito really say that? What did it mean?"
"I don't know. I'll ask Hatori later. How are you feeling?" Kyo was attempting to sit up with the help of the intern and he shook his head.
"I feel okay. Kinda freaked me out, you know?"
"Don't feel bad, it freaked me out, too. How do you stand that guy?" Kyo and Yuki both turned to Aziyago.
"You can't begin to imagine." Kyo retorted. Yuki laughed.
"Kyo! What's wrong? What happened while I was gone?" He was talking to Kyo, but looking at the doctors.
"They started telling me I was having erotic dreams about you. I know what I dreamt, it scared me to death. But it was not erotic."
"The simbolism of your cousin being served to you on a silver platter has definite sexual connotations. . . "
"WHAT? I think you are a little off your mark, Sensei." Kyo calmed visibly as Yuki dealt with his doctors.
"And he calls for you when he wakes up." The psychologist crossed his arm in his superior way, thinking he had made an irrifutable point. Yuki narrowed his eyes, and turned to the man.
"Probably because I am the only person he know who is trying to help him, not force him to do what makes him uncomfortable, and he trusts me. But that doesn't mean that he wants me. It isn't the only thing people think about you know."
"It is a highly motivating emotion. It would explain his desire to hurt himself. You, yourself admitted that you never got along before. Now, how is it he only eats a reasonable amount after you visit him?" Yuki was beginning to lose patience with the man. Kyo didn't need this just before the traumatic visit from Akito.
"You know, I am still in the room." Kyo injected. Yuki turned, upon seeing the expression on Kyo's face, he broke into laughter. Kyo smirked at him, huffed at the doctor and added. "I don't think about Yuki that way. I DO think about that, though. I used to fantasize about Kagura. Only I figured it wouldn't do any good to tell anyone. She would have just done major damage to me, and I knew we would never be together, anyway." He looked up at the ceiling. "And when Tohru came, I just figured Yuki would get her anyway, so made sure never to think of her that way. So, if we are all done disecting my sexuality, I believe I have a visitor coming, and I would rather not have to discuss this in front of Akito."
"Kagura, huh? I wondered if she ever got through your thick skull. As often as she bashed it into things." Yuki took to some good natured teasing. Kyo gave him a half hearted glare.
"Imagine if we ever tried anything, I doubt if I would live through that." and the boys began to laugh, together.
"Wait, Sohma Kagura. I know which one that is. The shorter dark haired girl with the cat backpack. She decked Nurse Yamamoto. Said that the nurse wasn't gentle enough with Kyo. We had to send her away, and restrict her visits. The nurse needed stitches on her forehead." Aziyago stated.
"Yes, that would be Kagura. She Loves Kyo, enough to inflict major damage to anyone who comes between them. Especially Kyo." Yuki explained.
"Who do I have to thank for keeping her away?" Kyo glanced around the room. The other doctors seemed at a loss about the whole incident. Aziyago slowly raised his hand. The older doctors chose that moment to make their escape.
"I thought it safer for the whole hospital. You know, Kyo-san, the psychologist is only trying to help you. Even if he is looking for an easy solution. Cut him some slack okay?" The man looked hopeful.
"Fine, next time he comes around, I'll describe my deepest fantasy to him. The one where I catch Kagura in heat." His smile was wicked. "Hope I can think this one up fast enough." Yuki scowled at him and began cleaning up the cards which had become scattered during the doctor's visit.
"Make it good, or they will never believe it. Do you want me to help?" Kyo frowned at the suggestion.
"I think I can do this myself, cousin. But, I'll take it into consideration." A small comotion out the door caught their attention and the doctors returned flanking the much acclaimed head of the Sohma clan. Akito, dressed in the usual outdoor garb of clingy black pants and a dark brown turtleneck, gazed around the room at the various pieces of medical equipment surrounding Kyo. The doctor was going on about state of the art therapies and techniques. The psychologist filling in the lastest strides he had made in breaking through the boys reservations about food. Akito nodded at them and finally locking eyes on Kyo, stopped them with a wave of one long fingered hand. The doctors, both, froze at the obvious command. Akito crossed the room to Kyo's bedside, sparing a glance in Yuki's direction. The two teens had forgotten to breath for a moment and took a deep one almost simultaneously as Akito smiled in a most hostile manner.
"Yuki, you are here? I hadn't expected this. Ah! Kyo(the name came out almost as an insult) you have certainly gathered a lot of attention on yourself. Was this your objective?"Akito looked up to grant a pleasant smile to Aziyago before continuing "Are you quite finished with this foolishness? It is well past time for you to return home." Aziyago came forward. He was not fooled by the actions of this person. He saw the inflections, and obvious animosity.
"The boy is in seriously poor health. He has to remain until we can bring his vital signs to a health norm, then we will require proof that he is going to continue to care for himself. He is under a suicide watch currently and there is an ongoing investigation of abuse." Akito turned on the man, and with a glare that would have sent Yuki to his knees, measured up this interloper who dared to speak so to someone of Akito's station.
"WHO ARE YOU?"The outburst though no surprise to the teens, was a complete shock to Aziyago. He sputtered his name and position, the other doctor affirming it,
"And you presume to tell me what is best for a member of my family? You aren't even a real doctor. Clear this room so that I may speak with my 'cousin' without any further interuptions." The order stood in the air and Yuki looked to Aziyago for assistance. The man finally regained his composure and stated.
"The hospital regulations forbid patients under suicide watch to be left unsupervised. I shall be happy to stay and watch, without interfereing with the visit." Akito glared once more, then brushed the man off without a further thought. The other hospital personnel filtered through the door. Kyo, still strapped to the bed, became wary of the sudden silence. Akito came closer and leaned into the boys space.
"You have not beaten me, Neko. I shall have you back, in your little room and under my personal care." Yuki placed a hand upon his cousins shoulder to remind him of the continued presence. Akito, not one to miss anything, saw the gesture and looked up at the grey haired teen. "And Yuki, my little nezumi, you too should think about moving back to the main house. I have missed you far too much, and I wouldn't want to risk your becoming ill in this way. Obviously Shigure doesn't know how to raise boys who can properly care for themselves. You are far too thin yourself."
"I have always been thin, Akito. I don't think it compares though." Akito turned to him and stared him down. Yuki's heart fluttered and his eyes gave truth to his fear, but this time, he didn't back down. "Kyo needs to be here." A minute more and the Sohma family head looked away in disgust.
"I refuse to care for someone who won't even try to live. Let him die, if he wants it so much. I wash my hands of him." And with that said, Akito crossed the room and departed. Kyo watched Akito's back and as the door closed, the orange haired boy passed out. Yuki felt the difference immediately.
"Kyo? Kyo? Aziyago-san!" The intern crossed to them quickly and began to check the boy over. "What happened? What is it?" Yuki asked, panic just on the edge.
"It's okay, probably just stress and the lack of sleep. Hold this under his nose." and he handed Yuki a small capsule. The boy complied and soon Kyo was rousing.
"Hey, it's over. Akito is gone. Are you okay?" He orange haired youth sneezed lightly at the smelling salts and Yuki jumped back.
"There are times when I really need my hands." he said in apology as Yuki reached for a tissue. "Did Akito really say that? What did it mean?"
"I don't know. I'll ask Hatori later. How are you feeling?" Kyo was attempting to sit up with the help of the intern and he shook his head.
"I feel okay. Kinda freaked me out, you know?"
"Don't feel bad, it freaked me out, too. How do you stand that guy?" Kyo and Yuki both turned to Aziyago.
"You can't begin to imagine." Kyo retorted. Yuki laughed.