Sweet Emotion
Author: LadyMonarchDragon
Summary: On a routine trip to the grocery store, Shindou Shuichi finds a kid in an alley. His memory is gone, and everyone has some serious sorting out to do.
Author's note: Ooh, plot turns!
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Shuichi entered the room, and startled at the condition Kaito was in. He was hooked up to all sorts of hoses, and his body was frail letting off a rattling cough every now and then. Shuichi walked over to the unconscious boy, pulling up a chair. The pink haired singer couldn't take his eyes off his dying friend. The nurse figured this was a private moment, and departed the room. Shuichi looked at his friend some more, then started to speak.
"Kaito, I don't know if you can hear me, but…if you die…I won't have anyone left. Yuki died…He…he's gone for good." Shuichi leaned over his friend, his usually beautiful voice raspy and tight with the promise of tears. "I…need you. Really. I…couldn't live…" He felt a tapping on his shoulder. He turned to see Ryuichi, who had tear streaks down his cheeks as well.
"Shuichi, are you okay? How is Kaito doing?" Shuichi shook his head and turned away. Ryuichi took in breath, and pulled a chair up next to Shu. "Is…is he gonna live, Shuichi? Is Kaito gonna be okay?" Shuichi shook his head again, morosely. Ryuichi couldn't stop asking questions.
" Shut up, Sakuma! I don't know anything! Leave me the hell alone!" Shuichi put his head in his hands. Ryuichi paled, and stared at the floor.
"I'm sorry, Shuichi. This must be hard for you…"
"It is."
"It's hard for me too…I…can't believe Yuki's gone…"
"I know."
" If Kaito lives…what a miracle, ne?"
"Hmm…"
"I--"
"Ryuichi. Stop talking. Now."
Ryuichi quickly shut his mouth. He had never seen Shuichi like this. But, then again, Shuichi had never lost his lover and almost his friend. Ryuichi studied Shu's face, pale white and…something that hadn't been there before. It was…pain, and shock. But, there was something far deeper. It was hate. Hate for Saruwatari, hate for the cops who couldn't get to his beloved duo in time. Hate for the human race, and those who taint the innocence that lies within. Hate for everything, from the chair Shuichi was sitting on, to the hoses that kept Kaito alive.
Ryuichi was broken from his thoughts, when he heard a small sound, like a kitten sneezing. Shuichi was softly crying into his hands, not able to hold back. He shook slightly, and Ryuichi put his hand on Shuichi's shoulder as a calming gesture. Shuichi didn't protest, and the two of them sat there, the only sounds of Shuichi's crying and the beeping of Kaito's heart monitor.
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NO! I am sooo concise! Sorry, no long chaps, friends…
