"Oh poor Shu-chan. Lost your voice because of singing too much?" He asked.
I nodded although that wasn't the reason at all. "Go home and have some rest, Shuichi-kun." Said K. I nodded and left.
Back at the studio, Hiro flopped open his cellphone. "Yuki-san? This is Shuichi's friend Hiro. Shuichi's coming home sick. Yeah, he already left. Thought I should warn you. Bye."
I don't want to go home. I thought. As I walked down the streets despondently with my hands in my pockets. No, not there. That is what really caused me to lose my voice. Home. Yuki. I sighed. I'm back in the park again. Where we met.
Yuki POV
That Nakano-san said that Shuichi was coming home soon. But it's been an hour already, and no brat. Something's been wrong with him lately, and now he's sick. "I'm gonna go look for him." I mumbled. I picked up my jacket and stalked out the door.
It's almost like he's magnetically attracted to this house. To me. So he can't be so far that I need my car. As I walked down the street, I puffed on a cigarette. The park. I thought. And headed quickly in that direction. "Shuichi." I murmured. I can see a figure in the distance being buffeted by the wind. I walked closer. He's not facing me, but I'm sure that it's him. "Shuichi!" I called. The boy didn't turn.
Shuichi POV
I love you Yuki. I have for a long time. You even loved me too. For a time. But I don't feel that love anymore. I know that you have deadlines, but you used to make time for me. You shut yourself away from me, and I have slowly come to accept that you don't love me anymore. But somehow I can't stop loving you. I can't leave you. I try to make you happy, but nothing works. I've changed myself for you, and you're still not happy. All you do is work at that wretched computer of yours. "Shuichi." I heard you call from far away. But it couldn't be you, because you don't care. The dream touched my shoulder, and turned me around. "Shuichi?" He asked. "Are you alright?"
I looked up at him with blank, sad, eyes, and managed to croak out "You're not real." I stared. "You're not really here"
"Shu, I'm here." He wrapped me into a hug. "I was worried. I care"
"Do you really?" Dammit. My voice is cracking. I'm not going to be able to talk much longer
He looked at me, startled. "Of course I do, Shu." He said oh so softly, oh so gently.
"I've broken." I whispered. "You dropped me too many times and ow I've broken."
Yuki POV
Has he finally lost it? No, he hasn't. His eyes tell the whole story. I've hurt him worse than Aizawa or Tohma ever could. A slow painful death for my Shu
"Shuichi. I'll do anything. Anything to..." Help you
"Hospital." He croaked.
"Huh?" I glared at him, although I was surprised. He didn't flinch. That's a bad sign
He lifted his hand from his arm to show a spreading stain. "It won't stop." He whispered.
"Come on." I said. And lifted him into my arms. "Let's go get you some help." I walked quickly towards my car. "Shuichi. Have you done this before"
"Mmble"
"Hmm"
"Yes." He squeaked in a tiny voice.
"How many times"
"I lost count. My throat. I'm sorry. Can't. Talk much"
"You need to quit cutting yourself. You lost your voice?" Is that why you left work early"
He nodded.
I pulled up to the hospital and went around the car to open the door for Shu. I carried him bridal style into the hospital. A nurse met us inside.
"Oh Shuichi." She murmured when she saw his arm. "You promised you'd stop." She looked at me. "Friend, or family"
"Family." I shifted uncomfortably. "I'm his... partner"
"Oh really? So you're Yuki-san then." She glared at me. "He needs some serious help and support"
I nodded. "Yes, I realize that now"
"Areyou willing to help him"
I looked lovingly down at the unconscious boy. "He doesn't know yet, But I'd die for him"
She smiled. "Let's just hope you don't have to do that, Yuki-san!" She finished bandaging Shuichi's arm. "There you go!" She glared at me again. "Get him some help. Goodbye, Yuki-san." She then sashayed away to leave me with my thoughts.
I want to help him, but I don't know how. I should be the one to fix this problem since I am the one who created it. But I... I covered my face with my hands. I'm helpless myself!