Of Love and Power: Chapter 2 Komada's POV
Authoress: Matty Dreamer
Beta'd by: CeroMorrigan
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Standard
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Author's note: If you don't recognize the names in this chapter, they're Kuwabara's gang. Sh'arra you need to call me as soon as you read this. There's something you should know about Brian.
Komada's POV
It's late when the phone rings. I thrust my hand out from under the covers angrily, questing blindly for it. I bump something and it crashes to the floor. I swear. My cell phone rings persistently and suddenly that ring tone I thought was so charming isn't so cute anymore. How would you like to be awakened at.... 2 a.m.(Can it really be that late? Who in the hell would call me now?) by Usher's "Yeah Yeah"? Finding the phone, I snatch it off its charger forcefully.
"Hello?" I snap.
"Komada?" says the very tired voice on the other end. Immediately I sit up straight. It's not like him to call like this.
"Kuwabara? What's going on? Are you alright?"
"Yeah. I'm fine." Like hell you are! I think, biting my tongue to keep silent. What has that damned Urameshi done to you this time? "Could you go by my place and bring me some clothes? Mine'r kinda thrashed. I tried calling but no one's home."
"Sure, man." I say as I drag myself out of bed and begin to search for clothes and keys. "Where do you want me to bring them?"
He hesitates and I can almost see his face as his mind races, sorting through a thousand possibilities at once. When he answers, I understand why.
"...the hospital."
So I do, but not before I call Okubo and Kirishima.