Chapter 4
"Kyou, did you hear that? I think he's asking you for help! But I'm sure he doesn't mean it, people say things all the time just to save themselves from embarrassment or personal suffering." She leered at him and Kyou swallowed hard.
He only wants my help to save himself…why should I? It's not like he's done anything to help me; maybe he deserves this after everything he's done to me. Kyou thought to himself, mentally battling over the decision to swoop in and save the tattered life before him or just leave it to the wolves, so to speak. Yuki wailed as the girl returned to torturing him, urging him to implore Kyou again to do something besides stand and watch.
"Kyou, please!" Yuki screamed, his face filled with so much anguish that Kyou could hardly look at him.
"I…" Kyou was afraid that if he tried to answer to his calling, it would result in a loud snap from Yuki's vertebra.
"Please…help me…plea-" His voice fell short as his mind reeled, the world spinning around him like he was standing in the middle of a carousel ride. Finally satisfied with the level of begging given, the girl let go of his limp body, letting it fall back into the mud with a splash. As soon as she moved away from him, Kyou leapt forward and fell to his knees beside Yuki, looking up at the girl who stared back coldly, saying, "He's still alive, I suggest you get him some help though…if you want him to survive."
"You-" Kyou growled and started toward her but was stopped by Yuki's shaky hand. Glancing down, Kyou saw Yuki staring back weakly, muttering, "D-don't…"
"Don't what? You want me to just let her go!" Kyou yelled. Yuki nodded vaguely, peering at her out of the corner of his eye. Blinking in surprise, the girl simply stood in awe of the mercy given to her, despite what she had done. Kyou picked the dirty body up and held him firmly in his arms, standing and staring at the girl briefly before saying, "I'm not doing this for him…" She nodded and Kyou took off running, swiftly fading into the bleak night like a shadow at noon.
It's not for him…it's for Tohru.
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"Kyou!" Coming to a stop, Kyou saw Hatori running his way, water splashing about under his feet and dirtying his black dress slacks.
"Hatori! What are you doing here!" Kyou called out, peering through the water drops that hung on his eyelashes and bangs.
"Shigure called me and told me what happened, is Yuki alright?" Hatori stopped in front of them and pushed back the damp mass of hair covering Yuki's face.
"I don't know, he's pretty beaten up…" Kyou responded quietly. A clap of thunder lit up the night briefly and startled the group, sending an anxious shiver through them all.
"Let's get him back to the house."
"No!"
"What?"
"We're going to the main house, I don't want Shigure to know, I don't want anyone to know!"
"Kyou, what are you thinking?"
"Just do it, dammit!" Hatori thought for a moment before turning and saying, "Follow me." They ran back to the house and snuck around front where Hatori's car was parked. Pulling a blanket out of the trunk, Hatori wrapped Yuki in it and sat him in the back seat, turning to Kyou and saying, "You'd better come with me." They got in and started off down the road, heading straight for the Sohma estate.
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"Ha'ri, you're-Du lieber Himmel!" Momiji came to the front door to greet Hatori and about screamed when he saw Yuki's bludgeoned body draped in Kyou's arms.
"Quiet, dumb rabbit." Kyou hissed, kicking his shoes off and walking into the main hall.
"Put him on the Kotatsu, I'll be right back." Hatori commanded, rushing off to gather with supplies needed for repairing Yuki. Kyou entered the lounge room and laid the wrapped up body on the table, carefully pulling the blanket off his face to make sure he was still alive.
"Hey, Momiji, make yourself useful and get a couple blankets. And be quiet about it, will ya? We don't want anyone knowing we're here." Kyou whispered over his shoulder.
"Ja, mein Vetter!" Momiji whispered back dutifully and quietly raced off to do as ordered. It was deafeningly quiet in the house, considering it was 11 o'clock at night, and Kyou nervously looked around to make sure no one was sneaking up on him…like Akito. Just when he was beginning to fidget, Hatori returned with his supplies and took over caring for Yuki's wounds.
"I found some!" Momiji cheerfully chirped before getting hissed at and whispering, "Sorry." He handed the blankets to Kyou and stood silently by him, worriedly chewing on his fingernails. As Hatori examined Yuki, he said over his shoulder, "One of you call Ayame for me."
"Ayame? What do we need him for?" Kyou frowned.
"A transfusion."
"You're gonna swap their bodies?" Momiji asked in wonder. Bopping him on the head, Kyou said, "No, you idiot, he means a blood transfusion! Go call him, now!"
"Ja ja!" Momiji ran to the phone and began to call Yuki's older brother, doing his best to keep his voice down in the meantime. With a sigh, Kyou muttered, "Do you think he'll make it here in time?"
"If not, you'll have to do it for him."
"What!" Kyou half screamed before stifling himself and hissing, "What the hell are you talking about!"
"You and Yuki have the same blood type, Kyou. I do as well but I can't do it, he may need me later."
"How do you kno-oh…right…you're our doctor." Kyou scratched his head and he glanced away, continuing, "But why don't you make me do it? If I'm right here…"
"I didn't think you'd want your blood mixing with his, seeing as you hate him and all."
"You think I'd rather let him die than share my blood?" Kyou looked surprised by his comment.
"Care to prove me wrong?" Hatori didn't bother looking up from his patient as he knew Kyou looked shocked by the assumption. Before Kyou could respond, Momiji came running in and said, "Aya-san is on his way. How is Yuki?"
"He's barely stable, if Ayame isn't here in 15 minutes, I'll need someone else to stand in for him." Hatori responded methodically, still bandaging and stitching Yuki up.
"I'll do it, I shall sacrifice my blood for Yuki!" Momiji cheered boldly before being bopped by Kyou again and whining.
"You can't, your blood type doesn't match." Kyou muttered, staring down at the moping boy.
"But who else can do it?" Momiji looked up with his big brown eyes and blinked them curiously, the shine of tears slowly forming. Kyou didn't respond, he turned his attention back to Yuki as he fought to stay alive.
Don't make me do it, Ayame…I'll never forgive you.
"Oh, dear brother, you're alive! I was dreadfully worried that you wouldn't make it, I nearly cried myself to death!" Sohma Ayame crooned, grasping Yuki's limp hand and squishing it against his chest.
"Let…go of me…" Yuki growled weakly, pulling his hand away and groaning.
"Did I hurt you! I'm so sorry, little brother! You poor soul, what evil creature of the night defiled you so!"
"He was sleep walking, what does it matter?" Kyou said uncaringly, getting annoyed by Ayame's mother hen behavior.
"Yes, could you try to keep your voice down? Akito gets very cross when woken in the middle of the night." Hatori added, sitting by the table and relaxing while Yuki was sleeping.
"But how did Yuki-kun get here? He never sets foot in the estate, it seems quite peculiar to sleep walk this far!" Ayame whispered, still seeming to be too loud to everyone.
"Yuki is peculiar, don't see why this should surprise you." Kyou mocked lazily, getting glared at by Yuki himself. Ayame stood and said, "Well, I'm so sorry I was late, I tried to hurry as fast as I could but my driver wouldn't wake! What was it exactly that you needed me for, Tori-san?"
"Isn't your moral support enough?" Kyou groaned, rolling his eyes as he got up and stormed out of the room.
"Oh my, did I say something to offend him? He sure seems angrier with me than usual…" Ayame mused curiously as he watched Kyou leave.
"It's not so much something you did but didn't do…would you like some tea?" Hatori got to his feet and headed for the kitchen.
"That would be lovely, let me help you! I know how much you looove my tea!" Ayame merrily followed after him, leaving Yuki alone with Momiji who was sitting in the chair opposite Hatori.
"Yuki should thank Kyou later." Momiji said softly, half asleep in the chair.
"W-what?" Yuki tried to turn to look at him but it hurt too much to bother.
"Aya-san didn't make it in time so Kyou transfused with Yuki instead!"
"He what? You mean…Kyou gave me…his blood?"
"Ja! Now Kyou and Yuki are blood brothers, ja? Sieh do! Neun und neunzig luftballoons, Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont …" Momiji smelled the tea brewing and jumped out of the seat, skipping off as he sung something in German.
He…did that…for me?