Akira: (glares at computer screen and mumbles under breath about something)

Mimi: (sigh) Aki-chan, please cheer up.

Akira: No I need this angst. Besides, I like my moods.

My Last Breath

"Tyson!" Kai shouted desperately and tried to shake the unconscious boy in his arms awake. What was going on? The doctor said Tyson was fine, so why did he pass out in his arms? Why wasn't Tyson smiling and being his normal self? Why had he look so pained while he was sitting there propped up against the wall? Why wasn't anyone helping them? Unknowingly to Kai though, two nurses had seen them and one had gone off to get a doctor while the other was trying to get Kai to talk to her and tell her what happened.

"Tyson," Kai said barely above a whisper as he pulled the younger boy closer to him. The other boy was so cold and his skin was paler than normal. Why wouldn't Tyson respond? He couldn't be dead could he? Terrified at the thought Kai instantly moved his head and rested it on Tyson's chest. The boy's heartbeat was so weak, and his breathing was ragged.

Kai's body began to shake as he held Tyson's limp form close to him. He was afraid yet angry. He didn't want Tyson to die. He was scared that Tyson might leave him, and the thought of it infuriated him. How dare Tyson leave him, and after they had confessed to each other! Tyson couldn't leave him here all alone. Life wouldn't be right without him. He had spent so many years growing stronger just to beat him, and without Tyson there to challenge him it wouldn't feel right, and then there was the fact that he loved the blue haired boy. What would he do if Tyson died?

Feeling Movement in his arms Kai looked down to see Tyson's eyes open a crack and stare at him. A small, pain-filled, but genuine smile lit Tyson's soft features as he stared at Kai. Without a word Kai intertwined his fingers with Tyson's, and a silent message was spoken between the two.

With what little strength he had left Tyson rested his head on Kai's chest and inhaled his spicy scent before being engulfed once again by the darkness of his own mind. Kai could feel Tyson's breaths even out and squeezed Tyson's hand.

It was in that moment that the doctor burst in with a stretcher and pulled Tyson out of Kai's embrace. As Tyson was pulled away from Kai their hands held onto each others until Tyson was pulled fully out of Kai's hold, leaving the crimson eyed boy kneeling there with his arm outstretched, watching as Tyson was put on the stretcher and taken into the emergency room.

X.X.X.X.X.X.

It was hard to breathe. The pain in Tyson's lower abdomen could only be described as an icy fire. It was unbelievably cold, but it felt like flames were licking and burning inside him and trying to eat him alive. Any movement took him all his strength, even the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.

The air that filled his lungs were like metal claws scratching their way down his lungs and tearing them apart until there was nothing left. He wanted to stop it all. The pain was too much for him to take. He knew at one point he wanted pain, but this was just unbearable. His need to die grew stronger as the pain in him grew. Why couldn't all the pain stop? Why did it have to hurt so much?

He hardly recognized the cool salty liquid running down his cheeks. It felt like acid. Why did it feel like acid? It burned his flesh and stole away what little energy was left in him. The icy flames were now growing and at this rate they would surely engulf him. If only his tears hadn't deprived him of his energy, then maybe he would have enough energy to fight off the flames.

Was this life or death? He knew he was on the brink of death, but he was still alive. So was this pain being caused by life or death? Once dead he wouldn't feel a thing, but it was because he was dying that he felt this pain. Which one was the cause of his suffering? Life or Death?

X.X.X.X.X.X.X.

Kai couldn't move. He just couldn't. It was like everything was just a horrible nightmare and nothing was real. Tyson had been there in his arms and now he was gone and in the emergency room. It was so sudden. Tyson was so happy and full of life and now in one night it was revealed to all be a lie. A lie that no one could see until it was too late or until Tyson decided to show it. To think, all this time Tyson had been deceiving them, it was almost humorous. The one who was always thought to be honest, to the point of being blunt, was really deceitful and kept things locked up and hidden.

Had Tyson always been like this? Had he really been depressed and resentful for so long? How long had he been like this anyway? If they had known would they have been able to stop all of this from happening? Would he have even cared? What would they have done? It was so confusing.

He knew he should move and make sure everyone else knew what happened to Tyson, but Kai couldn't find the strength. If Tyson really did die that would mean this would be the last spot he saw him. The last time he had seen him. Leaving it felt like betraying not only Tyson but himself. Sure he had betrayed Tyson before, but this was different. Before he had wanted power and had wanted to beat Tyson, but now it felt as if he was being frozen over with a blanket of ice and stabbed with a knife over and over again at just the thought of leaving this spot.

He'd stay. Someone would come find him eventually, but until then he had to stay. If he moved then… he didn't know what would happen, but it wouldn't be good. He just had to stay. Besides, what if the doctor came back over here to search for him instead of looking for everybody else. It would make sense in a way. He didn't get a good look at the doctor, but if it wasn't Tyson's doctor and just some random doctor that was nearby then it would be more likely that the doctor would come back here, right?

Kai shook his head furiously. That was the most ridiculous idea he had ever had! But still he didn't move. Maybe it was ridiculous, and maybe the chances were slim of happening, but then again at one point if someone had come up to him and told him Tyson was going to commit suicide he'd probably would have punched them in the face for saying something so stupid.

X.X.X.X.X.X.X.

It was too bright. Tyson couldn't see it, but he could feel the heat of a bright light above him. Even with the heat of the light above him he felt frozen. Why was it so cold? Was it snowing or something?

Distant voices echoed in his ears, but they were muffled by the screaming in his head. He was so exhausted, but the agony he was feeling overrode it. Beads of sweat had begun forming on his tan skin, which had become deathly pale recently, and it burned him. It felt like it was slowly melting off strips of his skin. He needed to scream and cry out, but he didn't have the required strength to do such a thing so he had to settle with his mental screams of anguish.

Terror pounded in his heart, but he didn't notice it. Everything was now just a blur. All he was fully aware of was the indescribable pain that flooded his system, and the sheet of ice that seemed to be wrapped around him. So cold that it bit into his bones and made his body feel raw.

A shadow stood over him and then something covered his mouth and he was forced to breathe something into his burning lungs. Why did he continue to breathe when it brought nothing but more suffering?

X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.

"Kai?" Max asked as he, Ray, and Hiro shook the dual haired boy. It had been hours since Kai had left to see Tyson, and all three of them had grown curious as to what was taking so long so they went to check Tyson's room, but were horrified when they found it completely barren. They had all searched the hospital looking for the two missing teens and had finally found Kai, but the boy wasn't responding to any of them.

"Come on Kai snap out it," Ray tried as he took Kai's shoulder and shook it repeatedly, but no matter what he did Kai remained unmoving with a soulless look in his eyes. To see Kai in such a state was unnerving. What could possibly have shaken Kai so badly?

"Excuse me," Everyone turned around at the new timid voice to see a young male doctor behind them. "I was wondering would you happen to have a connection to Tyson Kinomiya?"

Kai's eyes blazed to life at the name, and with renewed strength and a determined look on his face he shoved the three people who had been disturbing him for almost an hour now away. "Yes, how is he?" Kai's voice remained stern and deadly low as he spoke, but deep inside he felt terrified. What if Tyson wasn't strong enough and died?

The doctor seemed to sigh in relief at Kai's answer. "It seems Tyson had to be sent to E.R. because he had reopened some of his wounds."

Silence filled the room. Everyone except Kai was stunned at what they had just heard. When was Tyson sent to E.R.? What happened? How could Tyson have opened up his wounds? Was Tyson okay? How did Kai know about Tyson being in E.R.?

"What do you mean his wounds reopened?" Kai demanded. He remembered holding Tyson and he remembered that they boy had not been bleeding, so it was impossible for him to have reopened his wounds unless something happened when the doctors took him into E.R.

"As I'm sure you have already been told by Tyson's actual doctor, he has internal bleeding." The male doctor flipped the paper on his clipboard over as he read off the information he had on Tyson. "For those of you who don't know what internal bleeding is it is when the tissues of the body are cut open and begin to bleed. Earlier, Tyson's internal bleeding was taken care, but he must have started moving around and exerted himself, because the wounds had reopened themselves. Truth is he's very lucky to be alive. Any longer without any medical treatment and he might have died."

Deafening silence filled the room. Tyson could have died. Tyson could have died! And all because he was wandering around the hospital instead of resting! What if Kai hadn't found him? What if the doctor hadn't arrived on time? What would have happened to Tyson if one little thing had been different?

"Can we see him?" Hiro asked. He had to make sure his little was brother was okay. He never expected Tyson to have so much inner turmoil, but after all that happened he had been proven wrong. He had to see with his own eyes that Tyson was okay and not dead.

"I'm sorry, but at this point it's better if Tyson just rested," The doctor stated. "You can see him tomorrow, but until then he is to remain undisturbed."

X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.

No one had the power to tell Kai what to do, and so after pulling a few strings he was able to get himself inside Tyson's room. There was no way he was leaving the hospital until he saw Tyson one more time and knew that the boy was being taken care of.

The blue haired boy was sleeping soundly in his hospital bed, and for that Kai was grateful. If Tyson was awake and in pain he didn't know what he would do, but most likely he'd beat the crap out of one of Tyson's doctors. A cruel smile spread across Kai's lips as he thought about all the things he could do to torture Tyson's doctors. Yes, now that Tyson was his he wasn't going to let anyone get away with hurting the boy. Sure the doctors saved Tyson's life, but if they couldn't even do the simplest thing, such as giving Tyson something to make him not feel any pain or go to sleep then they might as well rot in hell.

Grabbing one of the chairs in the room he pulled it up to Tyson's bed and sat there watching the other boy. The look on Tyson's face was so peaceful and calm causing a wave of relief to wash over Kai. Careful not to wake the younger boy Kai moved his hand to touch Tyson's cheek and stroked it. The skin under his hand was so soft, but what made Kai happy was feeling the warmth radiating off it. Tyson's body was back to its normal temperature, he was going to be okay.

As quiet as possible Kai stood up and leaned down so his face was inches away from Tyson's. Letting his breath play on Tyson's lips he took in all of the boy's features. He didn't know what it was about the boy that made him feel the way he did, but he knew the next person that dared try to harm Tyson would be dead in only a matter of seconds. Yes, maybe he did sound a little possessive and overprotective, but Tyson was now his and nobody hurt what was his.

Softly he pressed his lips against Tyson. It was a gentle chaste kiss, but it was filled with caring and tenderness, something Kai himself never expected to show. Warmth seemed to flood him though when his lips met Tyson's. Letting the kiss linger for a few more seconds Kai slowly pulled back and smirked when he saw Tyson was still asleep.

Kai knew he had to go, but he would be back tomorrow, but as he stood in the doorway about to leave he turned to look back at the sleeping boy and whispered, "Goodnight Tyson."

X.X.X.X.X.

Akira: … How do I write these kind of things?

Mimi: (smiling) I like that ending.

Akira: … O-kay.