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Mimi Tachikawa: 24
Joe Kido: 23
Mr. Fujiyama: 47
Doctor. Gennai: 51
Miserable
Chapter two: Mistake
Five hours later…The young woman awoke rubbing her ruby eyes and stiffly yawning. She faintly focused on the young blonde lying across the floor gazing aimlessly towards the roof. "Did you sleep at all Yamato?"
He replied confidently, "No." heavily sighing. "Something's wrong, I shouldn't have left him there alone. For all I know he's thrown himself in a trashcan on the side of the road." Yamato's eyes widened and at the same time he jumped forward. "What if he jumped out in front of a car? What if he-"
"Yamato calm down." Sora interrupted. It was rare Yamato would be so paranoid like this considering his job involved situations similar to his own problem. Sora tried carefully explaining to Yamato, "He has most likely gone off to bed last night. He may not have slept. I know Taichi as well as you do, and I don't think he'd jump out in front of a car." Not the Taichi I know anyway.
Sora sat down sinking back into a couch, Yamato stood up brushing down his clothes and straightening his shirt. "Something's telling me I should go see him… I'd hate to think by not going now im making yet another mistake. And I have to get to work." Yamato scooped up his mobile less then a meter away. Thirty-two missed calls, that's telling me something. "I'll drop by Taichi's apartment and pick up my work folder and leave before he notices I've come and gone. He most likely won't attend work today. Will you be there Sora?"
The young woman nodded with a slight smile presented sincerely on her lips.
Yamato waved from his car, pulling out the driveway applying his glasses for the drive ahead.
Sora Takenouchi was also apart of the FBI, not just by coincidence. It was another reason the three had remained friends for such a long time and the reason they met Joe and Mimi, another two members of the FBI. The five together were the pre-eminent agents there were in all of New York.
The blue haired man, Joe, specialized in computer technology and picking up detailed but pointless information that always turned out to be somewhat useful.
Then there was the young pink haired woman, Mimi. She could track out fingerprints, used flasks, containers, knives, in the blink of an eye, tracking marks was her specialty. Sora always used Mimi's information to spice out the exact location of the criminal. Give her ten thousand unmarked work papers she'd fly through and mark out the important facts in less than ten minuets flat.
Yamato was basically the group leader and kept everyone on track, surprisingly intelligent when it came to anything, and always ready with his high level of skill to take on a new challenge. Yamato was the one to head into action with his duo companion Taichi. He too was exceedingly smart, quick minded, and talented with computer software. All together these five created the best team working for the FBI, even one of that five's absences could set back the mission completely.
Yamato turned left into his street and awed to the ambulance truck, three police cars and fire engine (who knows why that thing was there) a line of car's had been directed around the mass of vehicles by a man with a go and stop sign in his hand, and a whistle in his mouth. Please don't let Taichi be involved with all this. Please, please, please, please don't let him be involved. He pleaded to himself.
The blonde steered his car off the road, carelessly throwing open the door of his black convertible sprinting over to one of the police standing at a blockade. "Excuse me sir, what happened here?"
The police officer pushed Yamato back as he tried to get through. "This is a highly classified situation sir. I can't let you pass."
Three men stood around a bed pushing it towards the ambulance truck with a young man lying across, he appeared… dead. Yamato's eyes widened. "That's my friend! Let me through!" He screamed shoving past the cop. Yamato would have shown the police officer his badge but considering this wasn't a good time to be fiddling around with a wallet he ran up to the side of the ambulance truck. "What's going on here?"
One of the three men turned around to face Yamato. "Do you know this guy?" He nodded, his eyes still wide open. "Oh… Im sorry. We had a call come in from one of the other residence in the building this morning about loud noises in the apartment bellow, they first tried knocking at his door, but no answer. Another neighbour kicked down his front door and found your friend there on the kitchen tiles bleeding through his skull and mouth." Yamato felt his heart stop for a brief second. "We don't know his condition yet. We're taking him to the hospital, it seems there is a high risk he will die, and a low advantage he will survive."
Yamato stood paled like a ghost, had he just heard right? Or was he just going deaf? This is my fault… He stood motionless as the door closed and the ambulance drove off with the alarm signal echoing through the streets of New York. Yamato still there, arms by his side mouth slightly open as Taichi's had been that night before this whole incident.
The blonde sped through the street after the ambulance truck. What have I done? Rgh! Why didn't I listen to him! He never hurt me physically why did I have to do this to him… now he's suffering… I'd do anything right now to erase this… mistake. His mobile rang.
"Yamato! I just heard what happened! What exactly is going on? Please tell me he'll be alright?" Sora screamed into the phone. She was lucky the speaker on her phone didn't burst from vocal overload.
"I don't know what's going on Sora." His eyes became murky blue pools, which would be unnoticeable through his shades still covering his eyes. "I think you should come down here with me."
From the other end of the phone Yamato could hear a car screech. "Im already on my way, as soon as I heard the news I ran for my car… Will you be alright Yamato?" He was silent. She asked again "Yamato?"
"Yeah." She could tell his voice was blurring, if you haven't noticed, when you cry the tone in your voice changes and Yamato's was easy to distinguish. He coughed clearing his throat. "I'll see you when you get there, Sora." Yamato closed his phone tossing the object onto the passenger seat.
Whenever you have that bad feeling, you get horribly sick. Well, that's how Yamato was feeling now. Thoughts flashed back through his head, the first was Taichi sitting on a chair below Yamato's gaze. The second quick flash was Taichi's voice, "So you'll just let me curl up in my bed and lay there for days without food or water. I'll eventually die wont I?" and then his own voice echoed in his mind "Maybe that's how its meant to be." I regret it… I regret it even more now then I did yesterday. The blonde dialled a number and held the phone to his ear you have thirty-six new voice messages. Latest message received at, ten past twelve am.
The voice seemed as though he was in agony, which he was. "Please pick up… please…" There was a line of silence. "Please… please, I beg you pick up…" The call ended.
Yamato cried hard, realizing that call may just be the last time he will hear Taichi, and he was too stubborn to answer. If I just picked up I could have saved him from it all. Just because I threw my phone, I was mad because he was hurting himself. And I just made it an overkill… it's no longer his fault… its mine…
New York centre hospital…"Good timing Yamato." Sora exited her car the same time Yamato did quickly jogging over to the blonde. "Have you heard anything? Where did they take him? Do you know what happened?"
Yamato had the answers but was only ready to answer one. "Apparently. The neighbour upstairs heard a heap of load noises coming from below and decided to go check it out…" Yamato told Sora the whole story and the two together ran to reception.
The front entrance floors were all tiled, extremely clean and looked fairly new. The desk at the front was timber and three women sitting behind each section. Yamato ran to the centre woman panting, "Taichi Kamiya! Im here to see Taichi Kamiya!"
"Calm down sir. May I ask, how do you know him?" She opened a document slightly adjusting her headpiece. "Are you a relative? Partner? Family friend? Friend? Work mate? Boss? Neighbour? Or other?"
"Partner. My name's Yamato Ishida." Yamato answered with a great deal of confidence.
The woman quickly typed in a serries of letters hitting the enter key. "Dr. Gennai? Yes it's Lucy, we have Taichi's partner here, Yamato Ishida, and he wishes to see Taichi…" She answered 'yes' and 'ok' numerous times turning back to Yamato and Sora. "It seems he is in the emergency room at the moment, and we can't let you in there. It would be greatly appreciated if you would take a seat in the waiting room and you will be the first informed when the doctor has finished his analysis."
Yamato slammed his fist down on the desk startling the woman. "What! My partner is in there dying and you're telling me to go sit in some waiting room where I can only think about him? What's wrong with you people?" He gritted his teeth snarling at the woman.
"Im sorry sir, there is nothing more or less we can do. And I can't be intimidated by your pathetic threats." She frowned resuming her attention to the computer screen.
The blonde screamed tearing at his hair. "I'd like to see you say that to my face and not behind a work desk." He shook his head and reached into his pocket retrieving his wallet. "Look." He presented his FBI badge. "Im apart of this, if you understand English im apart of the FBI, Finding Bitch Indicator! Sora we found another one!"
The woman apologized. "Im so sorry officer, I don't want to get involved with the FBI, but its my job to tell you your friend is In good hands. Just take a seat and before you know it he'll be back on his feet." She appeared rather frightened pointing to the waiting room beside the emergency room.
Inside, the light emergency was lit in green bold letters above two double doors. Yamato paced wearily whilst Sora sat on one of the five chairs. "What if they do something wrong Sora? What if he doesn't make it?"
"Yamato, im not telling you again, calm down! He'll be fine, and back here before you know it."
Yamato's mobile rang, on the display screen in fine text 'Work'. He answered, "Ok look, im not coming into work today, neither is Sora or Taichi."
"Yes I heard about Taichi. Is he alright?"
"I don't know." Matt mused as tears formed again in his eyes.
"You said, Sora and Taichi what about Mimi and Joe? Have you seen them at all today? The only reason I ask is because they're not here." Yamato's boss, Mr. Fujiyama asked worriedly.
Two figures burst through the door leading into the waiting room. "If I knew you couldn't drive Joe I would have taken my beautiful little pink car!"
"They're not gonna be at work either." Yamato sighed. "Well, call me back later tonight." He closed his phone as Mimi and Joe apologized for their disruption.
Mimi wrapped her arms around Yamato the same time Joe had. Mimi starting, "Don't worry Yamato, he'll be alright. We would have been here sooner but no one has ever told me Joe couldn't drive properly. Do you know what's going on yet? We know the story and all."
The blond looked away avoiding further eye contact with either of the three in the room. Joe sat down beside Sora folding his arms; tears trailed his face and the red haired girl's cheeks also dampened. "It's so scary. I mean Taichi didn't deserve any of this. I know about everything that happened, but that doesn't mean he was supposed to die." Sora covered her eyes wiping away the fresh tears. "Don't cry Sora, Taichi will be back to his usual self in no time." I hope… Joe carefully pat Sora on the back and smiled through the tears.
One of the doors leading into the emergency room opened and a doctor emerged. "Wow, it seems Mr. Kamiya has a good deal of friends. I guess you're all going to want to know what will happen next?"
Yamato shouted out running at the doctor grabbing his collar, "Is he alright? Will he be out soon? Is it serious? What's happening?"
Yamato gently released the doctor's collar. His nametag had clearly printed 'Doctor. Gennai' the older man smiled "I take it you're Taichi's partner Yamato?"
"Yes." He nodded stepping back, giving the doctor pacing space.
"Well I can say Taichi has been drinking, though he was not drunk at the time, he's taken an overdoes of drugs. Now when I say overdoes I mean over, over, over overdose, no it's not good at all." Each stared blankly at the doctor waiting for more information. "After that he had been vomiting, and we have picked up he was in so much pain he tried committing suicide. He is in fact…" the group held their breath. "Alive, so don't have that on your mind anymore."
Yamato sighed happily and a smile overcame his worried expression. Mimi jumped and clapped, screaming joyfully. Sora screamed also, and Joe jumped to his feet hugging the group now huddled together. "It's good to see you all so delighted by the news, but in five hours when he can come out… he wont be quite himself. But that's not a big deal, the big deal is he's alive and well." The doctor smiled and turned back to the door. "No one has any questions do they?"
"I do." Yamato answered vocally. "When you say he wont be quite himself what do you mean?" He arched one eyebrow under his shades.
"Well his mind had been critically damaged and we just had to take a few test's, so he might be a bit shaky, but nothing too dramatic… You seem really tired Yamato; I recommend you have a rest while you are waiting for the surgery to come to completion." The doctor suggested.
Yamato rubbed his forehead and nodded. The doctor turned and passed back through the doors. This is great he is fine. He will be here so I can apologize and say im sorry for everything… then we can go home. And then the next day we can go back to work, and once again the five of us will be a team. He smiled at the three other figures sitting in the waiting room bickering together.
"Finally this is great news." Mimi laughed cheerfully.
Sora grinned. "Oh… Guys. Do you think we should move to let Yamato rest? He hasn't slept in twenty-four hours."
Mimi jumped up and giggled. Her smile was similar to Sora's, sweet and soothing. Joe also stood sitting on the ground beside Mimi. "You do look very worn out, we'll wake you up five minuets before the doctor comes out with Taichi." Joe said.
Yamato nodded pushing the five chairs together and lay across removing his glasses. He needed sleep and anyone could tell just by looking at the worried and fearful expression he wore. "Thankyou guys. Are you sure you wont get cold on the floor?"
The three called together "No way!" Sora continuing after, "We're probably gonna go find a drink and candy machine somewhere and buy a few snacks. Do you want anything Yamato?"
"No thanks Sora. You guy's go get something, remember to wake me up five minuets before hand." He closed his eyes and after a good game of counting sheep he fell asleep.
Four and a half hours later…"I still think we should get something for Yamato, when I saw him this morning he was still there in my lounge room, he hasn't eaten anything. If I was him I'd be at some place where I could find a tower of fries and jelly." She licked her lips.
Mimi inserted another two-dollar coin and tapped in C2, B4, and A1 and a sandwich fell catching on a hook half way down the centre of the machine. "It took my money! The greedy machine took my two dollars!"
Joe snatched Mimi's purse inserting another two-dollar coin. "Look if you put pressure on it, the stupid thing will fall." In the top centre of the machine a packet of thins chicken chips. "That will work." C4, B4, and D2 was tapped into the machine. The chips fell landing directly on top of the sandwich.
Now it was Sora's turn. "You guys have it all wrong you go for the heaviest thing. And the heaviest thing in that machine is the packet of gummi worms." She snatched a two-dollar coin, Mimi seemed somewhat sad with the 'you just took my money' look on her face. Sora tapped in C3, B2, and A2.
"You only say that Sora because you like gummi worms!" Mimi shouted angrily. The three pressed their faces against the glass watching the binder slowly release the packet of gummi worms.
"It's ever so slowly coming. And when it falls, everything else will fall with it." For FBI agent's we look really stupid with our faces pressed up against the glass. The gummi worms fell also landing on top of the Chicken thins and the sandwich.
"My money!" Mimi's mouth dropped slapping Sora lightly across the arm. "You both suck! Look now I am six dollars shorter." Mimi mused. "I bet if we get another packet of gummi worms it will fall." She took another two-dollar coin and tapped in C3, B2, and A2. "Let's see if im right."
The three grinned watching the gummi worms slowly land on top of the other packets of goodies. "It's moving!" Joe exclaimed. The packets fell to the bottom; Mimi reached in grabbing the sandwich, which they surprisingly named 'painful' they took the lot, the chips and the gummi's. Walking by, Joe stopped at a drink machine gazing at the coke with love in his eyes. "Mimi, can I have a-"
"No!" She screamed snatching her purse. "You can spend your own eight dollars to get painful a drink buddy." Sora mused after Mimi's grouchy explanation. It's not everyday someone named a sandwich.
The three arrived back in the waiting room; Yamato hadn't budged still sleeping soundless across the chairs. "He is so cute. Poor Yamato…" Sora sighed.
Mimi laughed, "He's cute when he's sleeping cause he's not at your throat." She walked up to him shaking his shoulder "Wake up sleepy!"
He moaned and shook his head. "Im here, what already? Has it almost been five hours already?" Yamato sat up and looked around. Joe sat down on the floor beside Sora pushing in another chicken chip.
"Here's your sandwich Yamato. We though we should get you something cause sleeping makes people hungry." Sora handed a salad and egg sandwich to the blonde.
Mimi shouted. "This place is so expensive! That stupid, yucky egg sandwich cost me eight dollars."
Yamato's eyes widened. "Really?"
"No." Sora corrected. "It got stuck and we kept putting money in so it would fall down, and it end up costing Mimi eight dollars. And then we decided to call it painful." Sora laughed covering her mouth.
It wasn't the first time an incident like this had happened. Oddly it always had Mimi's money involved, the reason to that mystery could be if she were broke she'd have no reason to go shopping for another outfit identical to the ones she already has. The only difference was that the newer outfits were at least fifty dollars more than the older ones. Honestly you couldn't tell the difference between the dress she had purchased from a month ago costing around one hundred and sixty dollars and the dress she had on now costing two hundred and fifty dollars, it was probably one of those things that only fashion freaks noticed.
Yamato stood as one of the two doors opened. The four gasped as the doctor returned with a rather feared expression. "Well, he's up the other doctors are just helping him stand. The other's recommend you tone it down a little when you see him." Yamato arched an eyebrow, he knew there was something wrong here, but the other three seemed quite happy hearing the doctor's voice after a total five hours.
The blonde held his breath as another two doctors exited now standing at the door with Taichi. The black haired man held his head firmly rubbing his eyes. "Taichi!" Yamato ran forward wrapping his arms around Taichi's waist and gently kissed his neck "I am so sorry! I didn't mean anything I said… please forgive me?"
Taichi pulled away and frowned. After a number of second's he swallowed hard and asked with a confused expression, "Who are you?"
Yamato smiled and laughed slightly shaking his head. "Common Tai, no games."
Yamato's smile was cleanly swept off his face as the younger man's eyes shifted. He looked around as though expecting someone to appear, he turned back to Yamato and asked worriedly, "What's Tai?"
Phew! It did turn out a bit longer. I tried people so don't flame me :'( thankyou. LOL this is so fun, I thought I might leave it there and get a start on the next chap before I faint. LOL no one call an ambulance. All right people Hope you enjoyed it, I tried hard and put in a lot of time so please review and tell me what you think. Well that's the end of that chapter.
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