Chapter 8: Rebirth
a/n: Hiya'll how are you? Mm...I'm ok just keeping you readers happy :D. Any who, I'm surprise no one flame me for getting Shuichi Hurt! But even if so, he's ok :)! Mm...for this chapter Shuichi remains unconscious for pretty much the whole chapter so, I'm going to take some liberty and do an omniscient point of view, unless you guys want to know what a unconscious Shuichi thinks about. Again I can't thank ya'll enough for your reviews. Personal message to Lynda [ Hi! lol, it's cool that your relating to the story on a personal level! I'm flattered. :D.]. Ok onto chapter 8.
I need updates on his vitals and blood pressure stat!. Quick take him into the ICU [Intensive Care Unit]. Massive blood...110 lbs...Male....
unnh...distant voices, they sound so far away. It's so bright and blurry I'll close my eyes and when I wake up everything will be...ok.
Yuki sat on the wooden bench, his face buried in his hands. He could hardly believed that this even happened. It's all my fault, from the very beginning, it was all my fault. Yuki's guilt was consuming him slowly. He started to apologize for the the little things he could of done for Shuichi. But it's all to late now, Shuichi's life is undetermined now, only time will tell if he will live or die. Yuki couldn't stand being in the hospital and just wait till the decide Shuichi's fate. He stepped out of the hospital and reached into his pockets for a box. The cigarette box was in his right pocket and got out a cigarette and his lighter and lit it and placed it in his mouth. He hesitated to breathe it in, but he didn't care anymore, inhale.
Yuki took his cigarette and stroll the park adjacent to the hospital. Elderly Women with canes and sitting in wheelchairs congregated near the fountain, whispered to each other, about Yuki's handsomeness. Yuki didn't mind them he kept walking around thinking about what to do with himself and puffing his cigarette. he walked around to the other side of the fountain. He saw his distorted reflection in the water. He lowered his left hand into the water and his distorted imaged shattered and barely looked like him anymore. He left the fountain side and walked through the narrow path with Sakura trees on both sides. The branches rustle against each other, giving a sense of not wanting Yuki to be here. The harsh sound of the wind through the leaves and branches threaten Yuki to leave fast, they don't want someone like him to walk under their shade.
Everywhere Yuki went it seemed to be hostile, and no one really cared to ask him what's wrong. The only gawk and whisper to each other. In other words Yuki seemed invisible. He never really notice how lonely he is without Shuichi by his side. That day in the hotel, Yuki did wanted to say something. But his pride got in his way, this wasn't the only time this happened. He sat down across from record company and watched the people walk by minding their own business and the cars zooming past him from every direction. While back at the hospital Shuichi was being operated in, they stopped the bleeding but another problem occurred they had two options either one of them had a consequence, in some since the doctor had total control over Shuichi's fate.
Yuki reminiscence about when he was younger with his senpai. And how that left him scarred, he couldn't tell Shuichi that he loved him. Yuki himself doesn't know for sure he does, since after that traumatic event of his past left him ill with a disease that affected his heart. He couldn't feel emotions such as love or great despair. He hoped that, being near Shuichi and trying to befriend this boy, his heart could be cured. Yuki let out a big sigh, he couldn't just sit around while Shuichi life is on the line. He headed back to the hospital. The hospital paged him, the operation was completed. Yuki felt relieved and yet don't know if Shuichi made it. He wanted to run to the hospital but then again he's nervous about what's to come. When he got in the elevator of the hospital he took a deep breath and pushed the number 3 button. It lit up and the elevator went up 3 stories. The door opened and Yuki went to the ICU wing. He talked the nurse in the cubicle and asked for what room Shuichi can be found in. Room 437 she says. Yuki went up one flight of stairs and walked around searching for room 437. 429...432..435...437, He was outside the door he placed his hand on the handle. Something inside him told him to open it, but he still hesitated he was slightly shaken with nervousness. The door handle turned and the doctor met face to face with Yuki. The doctor stared at Yuki for a while and asked Yuki to follow him to the lounge so he can talk about Shuichi's current condition. They both moderately paced to the lounge area. The doctor got some coffee from the machine and offered and cup to Yuki. Yuki took the coffee and took a small sip and hold it between his thighs with both hands.
The doctor took a big sigh and open out the manila folder and started to speak.
"Well Shuichi is fine now. He's resting now. He lost a blood because of that accident. He had a serious concussion on his cerebral cortex area. There was two options which was non the less easy to take. Shuichi had two options, he can recover in a coma and everything; his vitals and condition would be fine, or...the other difficult option. He was almost paralyzed but luckily the impact of the car didn't damage his backbone too much." The doctor stated.
"What was the other option doctor?" Yuki asked. His fingered was going around the rim of the cup.
" Well...His cerebral cortex was damaged from the accident when he landed on the floor hitting his head very hard. I checked the MRAs and the back of his head where the cerebral cortex was located was bruised and bleeding. I had to make sure that blood clotting didn't occur so I--"
"What was the other consequence!?!?" Yuki asked again even louder, he was grasping the cup even harder.
"Well..." The doctor struggled to say. His pager rang and he looked at Yuki and said, "Yuki, it looks that Shuichi is regaining conscious. You can see for yourself." We went back to room 437. The doctor suggested that I go in first. I open the door and stepped in I saw Shuichi sitting up with wires and tubes attached to his body. Inside me the guilt grew larger it was my fault he's like this. Shuichi was facing the window looking outside at the Sakura trees that disliked Yuki. Yuki stepped closer to the bed and the doctor also inched right behind Yuki. Yuki stared at Shuichi for a while. Shuichi still didn't know there were people in the room. The doctor softly knocked on the wall. Shuichi turned around and was surprised there were people in the room. Shuichi faced was bruised on the right and his left eye was black and blue. Yuki could see the scar that on Shuichi's arms. Yuki felt worse and worse, his guilt was stacking up higher and higher.
"How are you feeling?" the doctor asked and checked the paper at the end of the bed. He started to mark things on the little clipboard.
"I feel a little dizzy but I feel fine. Thank you for asking." Shuichi asked. The doctor looked up at Shuichi and Shuichi smiled at the doctor. The doctor couldn't help but gave a half warm smile. Shuichi looked over at Yuki puzzled at why he was here.
"Yuki...the other option had was ..."
"Shuichi...I'm sorry." Yuki whispered to Shuichi cutting off what the doctor said. Yuki could feel the tears almost swelling up at his eyes.
"...Shuichi...?" Shuichi asked Yuki. Yuki was bothered that Shuichi wasn't angry at him anymore.
"Who's this Shuichi you sorry to? And may I ask who you are?" Shuichi asked and smiled.
even if one day I wake up finding that I never knew you,
Or realizing that you were once the love in my life,
I knew I loved you,
because the wind whisper it to me,
and the canaries sang to me about it every morning.
Even if one day you still don't love me,
at least I know I could let you go
because the wind stop whispering
and the canaries stop singing
soon...the smiling sun that used to shine on us,
fades away.
