Hey guys! Sorry it took me a while to update, I didn't realize that I had to go a retreat the same weekend of the trip to Washington (smart me). Anyways, this chapter is going to be a dediction chappie! (Yay!)
Chapter dedicated to: Kat, we'll miss you at school! I hope to see you some time soon!
Disclamer: I don't on Gravitation. Stop bothering me about it... T.T You remind me that I don't own it which upsets me...
:.Shuichi's Point of View.:
The sound of the emergency room's metal doors creaking open reaches my ear. I look up from Hiro's chest and direct my puffy, red eyes towards the metal doors. Coming through them was a doctor who appeared to be either in his later thirties or his early forties. He wore black pants like Yuki wore all the time, a white button shirt, and a white lab coat over it. I was about to turn away when suddenly I saw that his pure coat was tainted by something. I squint my eyes and concentrate on the minuscule spots on his coat. I came to realized that they were spots of blood that were nearly dry.
I ponder, "He must be one of the surgeons here- What if he's one of the people that were operating on Yuki?" He walks over to the desk and leans over it to talk to one of the nurses who was seated behind it. He talks to her for a few minutes. Once he was done talking, the nurse began to look around the room, as if she were looking for someone, or something. Her eyes land on me and she turns back to the doctor. She tells him something and then she points at me. The doctor then turns his head and his deep blue eyes follow the direction the nurse is pointing towards. His eyes grew a little wide when he spotted who the nurse was pointing at. After a couple of seconds of his eyes being in a shock state, they return to their normal state, which just happened to be a sad and tired stare. He straightened up and began to make his towards Hiro and me. I look up at Hiro and notice that he was keeping track of the doctor's movements.
When the doctor was merely a few feet away, I let go of Hiro to stand up to meet the doctor. As I stood there, trembling while staring at the ground, I tried to prepare myself for the worst of news, but it didn't seem to be working. This is so since when the doctor stopped infront of me, I refused to look up and see him face to face. I was afraid that I was going to be told that I lost my one and only love. Somehow, I summoned up some courage to lift my head to meet the doctor's eyes. This motion tears me apart inside. My eyes come into level with his chest, he was a tall man since I had to actually stare up at him and he had to stare down. He smiles sadly, like he was remorseful of the fact that I had been put through such a horrible experience.
As he stares down at me and asks, "Are you a friend or a relative of Mr. Uesugi?" I stand there and stare at him, thinking of what I would be qualified as from the two choices he gave me. As I continue to think, I decide that I am neither, therefore, I should make my own category. "I'm his lover" I say in response to his question. I stare into his sad deep blue eyes as he nods and his smile is wiped away with the nod. He stares back at me and begins to speak solemnly, "I'm sorry. This must be very hard for- " "Just tell me! Tell me if Yuki is dead or alive, please!" I interrupt him, crying. He stares at me, for an instant, with wide, concerned eyes then they return to their original sad and exhausted stare. He then began to speak slowly, "The operation was successful-" I instantly latch onto Hiro smiling and screaming, "He's alive, Hiro! He's alive!" I started crying tears of joy onto his shirt. Hiro noticed that the doctor had more to say so he began to quiet me down. The doctor then continued, with a serious face, "The bullet missed any vital organs, but-" I turn my attention back to the doctor and my smile from earlier was wiped away instantly since my heart skipped a beat when he said the word "but." He continues, "Mr. Uesugi went into a coma on the way here. We're not sure if- I mean when he will wake up." I turn my attention towards the floor, once again. I hoped that the floor would somehow swallow me so I could be engulfed by darkness.
This had to be a dream, no, a nightmare. It just had to be. Yuki can't die. I continue staring at the white marble floor until the doctor begins to speak again, this time interrupting my concentration to get the floor to engulf me in darkness. The doctor says, "He is currently on a ventilator since he can't breathe normally because of the chest injury. Also, He's on a feeding tube. So far, he seems to be coping fine. If you would like me to, I can make a few arrangements so that you can stay here with him." I look up at him and nod slowly. He smiles at me sadly, nods, and then walks away towards the reception desk. There was something in his eyes that was yelling out, "I want to tell you something else! But I'm afraid to do so."
Hiro taps me lightly on my shoulder and I spin around to face him in response. I met with his dark brown eyes as he stared down at me with a serious but concerned look. I begin to smile. It was a fake smile to make him worry less about me. "Yuki made it through the operation, Hiro. He's alive. I'm glad, but if only he weren't in a coma..." I gain the interest to stare at my feet as I say this, since I can't bear to let Hiro see the tears that are beginning to take shape. I continue speaking, "The doctor said that I could stay here and be by Yuki." Suddenly, Hiro embraces me gently, "I'm glad you are able to stay by Yuki's side. I'll go tell K and the others what happened, so you can relax." I hug Hiro back as an answer. He knows me so well, and He's always there for me. He's the friend who offers you, without hesitation, a shoulder to cry on. He then continues speaking, "I'll also bring some of your and Yuki's stuff too, so you won't be separated from him. Alright, Shu?" I just nod and let go of him to search for the house keys. I find them and hand them to him. He stuffs them into one of the pockets of his jacket. He then stares at me for a while and then he hugs me again, only this time it was a tight hug. While he was hugging me he whispers into my ear, "Shu, be careful. Tohma will find out sooner or later about his brother-in-law's near death experience, and you and I both know that he hasn't exactly come into terms with your and Mr. Yuki's relationship." Hiro lets go of me and I stand there, speechless. I hadn't thought about Tohma or anyone. How could I when Yuki was occupying all of my thoughts. Hiro waves and turns to leave to begin his journey down the white, death scented hallways of the hospital.
I was waving at Hiro's retreating form when I suddenly felt a presence behind me. I stop waving and turn to see that the doctor from earlier was the person who was standing behind me. He motions me to follow him and I follow. I follow him through the pale hallways of the hospital. As I follow him, I began to wonder on what would happen next. What I know for certain is that I am the one to blame for this whole mess. I'm the main person to blame for being so weak and defenseless. Yuki wouldn't have taken the bullet causing him to go into a coma. As these thoughts and many others rushed into the deep confines of my mind, I never forget that this doctor was leading me towards my Yuki.
We stop infront of a white door that matched the walls of the hallway. When we stopped, all of the thoughts stopped flowing. I stare at the wooden door and its silver door knob. Behind this door there was an alive Yuki. The doctor turns to me and I look at him. "I have to go now. He's behind this door" he motioned towards the door and continued, "A nurse will come in at least every two hours to change the bandages." and with that, he left, leaving me alone with the door.
When I turn my attention back on the door, my heart begins to race. I slowly move my hand from my side and place it on the cool metal of the door knob. With my hand in the cool metal I start to wonder if I should go in. "What if what awaits me behind this door , is a dead Yuki, and not an unconscious one?" I start tearing at this thought. "I don't want him to die... I don't want to be alone... I would just die if he dies... Why can't anything go right?" I turn the door knob and begin to slowly push the door open. I tried to prepare myself for the worst once the beeping of machines poured into the hallway. I open the door just enough for my head to fit through, so I decide to poke my head trough the opening. I searched around the dark room and my eyes land on the bed that was occupied and my heart stops. A single tear rolls gently down my cheek. In the white bed, covered with equally white blankets, was Yuki.
Although the room was dark, since the thick, heavy curtains were drawn and very little rays of morning sunlight managed to come through, I could tell that Yuki was ghostly pale. I turn to the machine that reads the pulse of a person to make sure that he didn't die and that the fact that he survived the operation was a complete and total lie. With my medical knowledge, which I don't have by the way, I assumed that he was still alive since it was still beeping evenly. After I was done checking if my love was alive or not, I began to gradually move over to a conveniently placed chair that was right next to Yuki's bed, away from the machinery, and close to the windows.
I sat there, staring at Yuki for hours. It must've been at little over two hours, since a nurse came in to change Yuki's bandages a few minutes ago. After the nurse left, I pulled the chair closer to Yuki, but did nothing else but sit there. To honest truth, I was admiring Yuki. I admire his courage to take action and jump into the bullet's path, just to save me. I also admire his love and devotion for me. All this time, I thought that he hadn't gotten over what Kitazawa had done to him, making him unable to actually love anyone. In reality, he did love me. This whole ordeal has shown me that he loves me so much, that he would die for me. For the first time since I came into the room, tears began to fall. "Yuki loves me so much..." I move my hand towards his face and place it on his cheek. I caress his cheek and say, "Yuki, please-" I choke back some tears. "-please... get better soon... I don't want to be alone... in this world... without you." My other hand grips the bed sheets tightly and the other remains motionless on his cheek as I finally let the tears flow freely. "Please, Yuki... Don't die on me." I lean forward and rest my head next to Yuki's chest on the bed and close my eyes. "I love you Yuki, and I'll always love you... Yuki... you are my life, my world... my everything." Those were the last words that I uttered before the sweet darkness of sleep conquers me.
Unbeknownst to me, I was being watched by a pair of green eyes from the opening in the door that the nurse left slightly open.
There you go everyone. I hope you enjoyed this chapter because I spent this whole day typing it up just for you guys. (Since I have play practice tomorrow)
Please review. Reviewsmake me happy. Corrections and criticims make me happy too.
(btw. Asho's is still in the happy house, shes gonna come out of there in about a day or two. o-o I think it was all the classes and stuff that drove her to insanity. o-O;; )