A little note before we start...this chapter is going to get confusing. I mean, really, confusing. So, sorry ahead of time for that.

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Chapter Five

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"So, I hear that you gave Dr. Aizawa a nice headache!"

Sora glanced over at the door, a formilar face strolling in. Ryouya Kozuki, or as most people knew him as, Ayano-chan. He was holding his pink rabbit puppet, as always.

"Although, Dr. Aizawa's ego is over inflated..." He held up the rabbit and made his voice a bit higher. "It's not nice to hit others!"

Sora smirked, although he didn't sit up. He couldn't, you see, because they had tied him down. Something about causing harm to others...

"Don't you think I'm a little too old for that?" Sora questioned.

Ayano-chan grinned and sat on the end of the bed. "I haven't seen you in ages, have I? I think I saw you once, after your fall, didn't I?"

Sora's wrists and ankles had been tied down, plus they have shot him up with some sort of sedative, although that was pretty much worn off by that time. He listened to Ayano-chan lecture him for a while, at times using the rabbit plushie, but didn't add too much to the conversation. It was the same as all the other times everyone kept telling him that he was crazy and how he needed to forget all about Sunao.

After Ayano-chan left, Sora went back to what he had been doing before...staring at the ceiling. There wasn't much else to do, now was there?

'Well...now what?'

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The door opened again a while later and there were soft footsteps, but no one spoke. The door didn't shut close.
Sora turned to face the door, nearly jumping out of his skin when he found a face inches away from his own.

"Shh...!"

"Takashi!" Sora exclaimed, but he was just shushed again.

The dark haired boy was trying to untie the bonds that held Sora down, but his hands were shaking and he was having trouble doing so. He was helping a someone escape out of the mental ward of a hospital. How that would affect his nerves was anybodies guess. Yuki finally got Sora's wrists free, and both worked to free his ankles.

Sora shook his head as he sat up, running a hand through his hair. "How in the world...Takashi, how in the world did you get in here?"

The smaller boy shrugged and looked away. "It wasn't that hard...if you want to get out of here, we've got to hurry before he comes."

"He? Aizawa?" Sora questioned.

"Sure..."

Yuki had left a pen sitting in the door so it wouldn't close and lock, a brilliant idea. But Sora still couldn't figure out how he planned to get out of the hospital without being seen. When they sneaked out into the hall, there wasn't a single sign of anybody near. This was his big chance to break free.

And it was horrible how much it reminded him of escaping the lab, all those years ago. He was almost waiting for a loud alarm to start going off, hoards of men in lab coats running down the hall...

Yuki had led him into a stairwell, both hurrying down the stairs as fast as they could. They kept going down, past the third floor, past the second, the first, until there was the sign across the door at the bottom of the stairs that read 'basement'. How they were going to get out from the basement, Sora wasn't sure, but he was sure that Yuki had already worked out an escape plan. After all, the younger boy didn't seem the type to just blindly rush into something.

Before opening the door to the basement, Yuki glanced back towards Sora, who blinked. Why did the Takashi boy look so depressed, or maybe worried? They were almost free!

"Before we go any further..." Yuki said slowly. "I just want to say that I'm sorry..."

That threw Sora for a loop. Whatever Yuki was talking about...couldn't they do that after they escaped the big, bad, hospital place?

Sora shook his head. "Whatever it is, later, okay?"

The shorter boy nodded, then opened the door to the basement. Although it was a basement, it didn't fit right, being inside of a hospital. The lights were out, leaving the lower level of the building pitch black, it was freezing, and there was the harsh smell of mildew.

Sora reached out to grab onto Yuki's shoulder, as to not get separate, but he missed. Had they already been separate?

"Takashi? Where are you?" Sora hissed through the darkness.

There was a grunting sound from far ahead. "I'm...damn...hold on...!"

What was Yuki doing?

But before Sora could ask or try to move in that direction, the lights suddenly blasted on, painfully blinding his blue eyes for several seconds. When he opened his eyes, he froze, looking around. They were not in the basement of a hospital, he knew that much. It was the basement of a home. The stairwell that he and Yuki had just came down seconds ago had vanished, now replaced with cold, brick wall.

"What in the hell..."

"Hashiba Sora."

He spun, that horrible man there once again, much too close. Why couldn't that man just crawl under some rock and die already? Sora backed away, glaring at Aizawa.

"I knew this was all a big plot from you!" The blue haired boy snapped. "What is it that you want this time?"
The older man just smirked, as if he owned the whole damn world and knew everything.

"For the moment, I couldn't care much less about you. You do know, the world does not revolve around you." Aizawa spoke. The man looked past Sora, his smirk turning into a cold glare. "Do you think that you can just disobey me? That I wouldn't know?"

Sora turned, following Aizawa's gaze. Yuki stood by what looked to be a locked closet, his eyes wide.

The younger boy looked ready to burst into tears. "I...I..."

Yuki was working with Aizawa.

Seconds went by, Yuki stammering. Sora was too shocked to move, to speak, to think. That boy, the same one who had been helping him so much in searching for Sunao...was working with Aizawa? How could that happen? That same person who had cried just because of feel guilt of not believing Sora, he was with that evil, evil man.

"I know everything you do." Aizawa said calmly, though still with the same glare fixed at the younger boy. "I've known ever since the very moment you first started to truly help him what you were doing. But I let you bring him here, without any trouble. Do you know why that is, Yuki?"

Sora watched as the dark haired boy shook his head slowly.

"Because now I'm going to finish this." The man answered. "The other will be taken care of and Sora will be completely destroyed and this will be finished."

"No...no...!" Yuki whispered, sliding down to his knees.

Sora now had no clue what Aizawa was talking about, talking about taking care and finishing...something. What was he babbling about? But he was still too much in shock that Yuki had something to do with everything. How could someone like Yuki, who seemed more sensitive than a girl at times, could be involved? Granted, he hadn't known the younger boy more than a week, but still.

The older boy moved in front of Aizawa, blocking his glare. "Look...I don't understand what's going on. But you'd sure as hell better explain..."

"You want an explanation?" Aizawa questioned. For some odd reason, the man seemed out of character to Sora, but he wasn't all too worried about that at the moment.

Aizawa took a step forward, but Sora did not back down. "You, Hashiba Sora, are a bad person, simple as that. You leave those around you to a life of pain and of suffering. And because of that, this that has happened to you, Fujimori Sunao disappearing, all of this, is part of your punishment. This is where you will be the one who is stuck with the suffering..."

His words echoed slightly off of the damp walls. Pain and suffering.

The first thing to flash through Sora's mind, without thinking, was that time, long ago, as a small child. Running down a long hall, alarms ringing. And letting go, letting go, he let go of Sunao! Just remembering that memory, no matter how long ago, made his stomach sink in a horrible way.

So...Aizawa was punishing him for letting go of Sunao, all those years ago?

From behind him, Sora could hear Yuki pulling himself up and move forward to stand beside him.

"But you don't understand! It was a misunderstanding, I think!" Yuki exclaimed clasping his hands tightly together in front of his chest. He wasn't, but seemed to be close to tears. "What we thought he had did to me, to us, he didn't do it on purpose! He didn't know that we even existed!"

To Sora, it seemed that every time someone opened their mouth, more confusing things kept popping out of it.
Before he could react, Aizawa had grabbed Yuki by the arm and yanked him away from Sora.

"Let him go!" Sora snapped, but was ignored. He wanted to move, to hit the evil man, but what sort of weapon could he had been holding? That, and Sora was still just to confused to move.

Aizawa smirked at Yuki's fear-streaked face. "Do you think it even matters anymore? We've already started this and you know as well as I do that it must be seen to the end. Don't be so gullible, it may seem as if he didn't do it on purpose, but you know that he can be blamed just as well as anyone else."

Sora shook his head. "What in the hell are you talking about!"

"Oh." The man let go of Yuki and turned. He seemed to be enjoying this. "I haven't introduced myself yet, have I?"

Introduced...?

"My name is Takashi Yuki." Aizawa said, bowing his head slightly. "It's nice to meet you, Hashiba Sora."

With that said, Aizawa changed. His hair became shorter and changed color completely, into a deep blue. His eyes changed to nearly the same exactly shade of Sora's own. He grew shorter, thinner. His clothes changed into a black shirt, black pants.

Aizawa had completely changed into Yuki. The Yuki, the 'real' Yuki, wearing the white shirted school uniform, took a few steps away.

Sora's mouth had fell slightly open, he could hardly breath. This dream was becoming stranger and stranger. There were now two Yuki's in front of him, one looking horrified, the other smirking. He remembered thinking only minutes before how he didn't think Aizawa was acting in character...and now he knew why. That man hadn't been Aizawa. The person behind this whole plot, the person who had stolen Sunao...was...

...who exactly was Takashi Yuki, anyway?

And then he thought he knew. "Takashi Yuki...does not exist in the real world."
In the world he was used to, Sunao existed. In this world, Yuki existed.

But that theory didn't seem quite right. And both Yuki's cried, at the same time, "I do too exist!"

It was the Yuki in black, the one that had changed from Aizawa that stepped forward, glaring up at Sora.

"I exist here. I exist there." He growled. He pointed at Sora. "You're the one who shouldn't exist! You cause pain. People like that shouldn't exist!"

"But I didn't do anything!" Sora snapped.

The Yuki in black smacked Sora across the face. "That's the point! You...did...nothing...!"

That he disappeared.

Sora and the Yuri in white stared at each other for several seconds. Not less than ten seconds passed before the older boy rushed forward, grabbing Yuri from around the collar and pushed him up against the locked closet door.

"You're going to tell me now exactly what's going on." Sora said calmly, but with a hint of threat in his voice. "You're going to tell me where Fujimori is and why nobody knows him. You're going to explain why there are two of you. And you'd better do it fast."

Yuri gulped and nodded slowly. "I'll...I'll tell you everything..."

Sora let him go, but didn't move. This was it, he was finally going to hear everything, to understand everything.

One step closer to finally finding Sunao.

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Aha, so, here we are. Next chapter should end just this all, maybe a chapter seven to wrap it all up.

PS: while spell checking, I think I may have gotten a few of the names caught into the spell checker by accident. But I've looked through two or three times and I can't find it...so...yesh.

In chapter 6: Sora finally finds Sunao...but can he rescue him?