A/N: Hey guys! Sorry that I haven't updated in four or five days. I had some family issues to deal with... So, here's the next chapter! I got 21 reviews, and I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO happy! -dances- Please continue to review!

Nothing big happens in this chapter. I don't know how serious injuries/sickness has to be for someone to go to the hospital. So, if Shuichi was sick enough, good. If he wasn't, let's just say...Yuki over-reacted? I think I made him a bit OOC. It was difficult because of the situation though... ARGH! -slaps self-

This chapter is dedicated to Luciver and Rocky28, for helping me out with my family issue. THANK YOU SO MUCH! Read Luciver's story, because it's SO funny! It'll give you a break from all the angst that you're reading! And please read Rocky28's stories because she's review-hungry!

EDIT: I had a few errors that AngelofLight and Nuriko kurosaki pointed out! Sorry about them! I wasn't thinking straight because of my headache… I hope this helped!

Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation. If I did...the world would be a much creepier place...

Chapter 6: Cold

At first, Yuki was shocked. He realized who it was almost immediately… It was Shuichi, his little fluff ball. And that was scary. He felt his breath leave him, his heart pump faster and his brain try to compute what he had just seen. 'I knew it!' he thought. He slowly walked over to Shuichi. 'I KNEW he wasn't okay, but I let him go to work anyway!' Guilt struck him like a tsunami. 'It's my fault…'

Yuki carefully lifted Shuichi up, his eyes softening as he looked at his lover's face. It was covered in sweat and was red. Yuki winced as he watched his lover's heavy breathing. He ran back into his house, carrying Shuichi bridal style. As he carried Shuichi back, he unlocked the door for some reason and felt Shuichi's forehead. It was hot, very hot. This only proceeded to worry Yuki further.

"Darn it…" he muttered. He placed Shuichi on the couch and rushed to the phone. He didn't know if Shuichi's sickness required medical treatment from a hospital, but he wasn't going to take the chances. He couldn't think straight, mostly because he didn't have the time. His brain was telling him to rush, because he didn't know what would happen to Shuichi if he didn't. Shuichi's heavy breathing colored the background of the scene. At first, Yuki couldn't remember the number he was supposed to be calling, but then he remembered. He dialed 911 an instant later.

"Hello?" a soft voice asked. "911, please state your emergency." Yuki let out a sigh of relief. He was worried that he had called the wrong number, as stupid as it sounded. He was a bit on the edge, so if someone like Tohma jumped in with bunny ears, he'd have seriously died on the spot.

"Yeah, uh…" Yuki began. He closed his eyes and sighed. "I found my…." He didn't know what to say, friend or boyfriend? Did it matter? Oh, screw that! "I found my boyfriend outside my door, unconscious… He's, uh, breathing heavy and has a high fever…"

"Ah, I see" the voice replied. Yuki now determined that the voice was feminine. "Well, so we don't take any risks, where do you live?" she asked. Yuki wondered how she could stay calm when he, on the other hand, was freaking out inside, and partly out.

"Uh, I live in an apartment on Konni Street" Yuki replied flatly. "It's called Lexington Estates, number four…" (1) Yuki let out a sigh of relief. He didn't have to talk anymore. He didn't want to. The last thing he needed to do was cry over the phone. THAT would really ruin his rep, forever.

But, for some reason, he was still worried. Shuichi had gotten sick before, he saw people faint before… But this…was different. He knew something else was going on, and that was something that was REALLY worrying him. His gut was never wrong, and it was telling him that something MORE than a normal sickness was going on. From that moment on, he was determined to find out.

"Ah, I see" she said. Yuki heard Shuichi's heavy breathing again. He cringed. "I'll send an ambulance as soon as I can. Please wait until then." Yuki's eyes drooped. He nodded and replied in the strongest voice he could muster.

"Yes, thank you…" Yuki breathed. He leaned up against the wall, asking for its support in a way. He didn't thank people often. 'That lady better be grateful…' he thought. But, he didn't regret it. He owed a lot to that lady, even though he'd never admit it. He owed her more than he could say…

"Please stay on the phone, sir, until the paramedics arrive" the lady told Yuki.

"Okay, whatever…" Yuki said. Suddenly, he remembered something. "Hold on. I'm still here, but I have to check something!"

Yuki groaned and slapped himself mentally. He was so worried about Shuichi that he actually forgot to check on him. He placed the phone down and rushed over, his head pounding. He could hear the lady's protests from the phone. She wanted to tell him some instrctions, but he couldn't stay and listen.Shuichi was still in the same spot on the couch. Yuki thanked God, or whoever was up there, that he hadn't fallen off. After all, didn't people will fevers have nightmares that caused them to toss and turn? He growled at himself, wishing he had thought more. He could've made things worse, and that was the last thing he wanted to do.

Suddenly, to his half-surprise, he heard sirens. He almost had a heart attack when he heard them. It was so quiet before, beside Shuichi's breathing. He had gotten used to it, and then WHAM! It was a good thing, though. That meant that Shuichi would get help, whether it needed such extreme measures or not.

The sirens got closer and closer, until it felt like they were right in front of the apartment. He stepped away from Shuichi so that the doctors could get to Shuichi easier. Once they came in (thankfully the door was unlocked) they immediately looked at Yuki, who pointed to the couch with his finger. It was shaking ever so slightly, but no one, not even Yuki, noticed that.

"They're here" Yuki breathed. His eyes were distant and cloudy. "The paramedics, I mean…"

"Ah yes, you can hang up now…" the lady said. She was supposed to be comforting Yuki, but he was away from the phone half the time. Yuki hung up immediately, still stunned.

The paramedics hauled Shuichi into the stretcher and out the door in minutes. Yuki just watched for a moment, zoning out of the world. He still couldn't believe what was happening. Ten minutes ago, (2) everything was fine. Sure, he was a bit concerned before, but it was nothing compared to this.

"Excuse me." A voice interrupted his thoughts. He faced the direction of the voice. It was a male paramedic with no hair. He had grey eyes and was a bit shorter than Yuki. He seemed to be looking sympathetic for Yuki. "Do you want to ride in the ambulance with him? I wasn't sure, because you were sort of staring into space…" Yuki's eyes widened immediately.

"Oh yes, of course!" he said a bit too loudly. The paramedic nodded and motioned for Yuki to follow him. Yuki followed without a second thought. He ran down his stairs, luckily not tripping as he did so, and he looked at the ambulance. Several people had gone outside to watch, or were watching from their windows or balconies. Yuki ignored them and followed the paramedic into the back of the ambulance. Shuichi was already there, still unconscious. Yuki crept over to him silently as the ambulance zoomed off.

They rode in silence. Only the beeping of the machines was heard. It was eerie, but soothing at the same time. Yuki didn't want to talk to anyone right now. He was so confused, so afraid. But it was strange. He was used to loudness ever since he started living with Shuichi. Shuichi and loud went together like dancing and singing. Silence was rare to him when his lover was near. And now, they were only inches apart, but it was quiet.

"I think he'll be alright" the paramedic said, disrupting the silence. He gave Yuki a quick smile. "He's your lover, right?" Yuki nodded slowly and hesitantly. "Well, as I said before, I wouldn't worry too much. I'm sure he wouldn't want you to do that." Yuki glared at the doctor.

"I'm not worried" he lied. "I'm just thinking about my latest novel. That's all. It takes a lot of thinking to make a book." Yuki realized that the paramedic wasn't buying it. "You're an idiot, ya know that?" Yuki added bitterly in desperation. He glanced at Shuichi before looking at the doctor again.

"I understand sir" the doctor said. "You're the shy type, aren't you?" He winked at Yuki. Yuki opened his mouth, giving the paramedic his famous I-hate-you-so-much-die look. "But I promise you, we'll try our best to help him. It doesn't seem life-threatening, but it was still smart to get him here." The paramedic added the last part to change the subject so that Yuki wouldn't kill him, because he knew a death glare when he saw one.

"Whatever" Yuki mumbled. He looked at the paramedic thoroughly before asking, "What's your stupid name?" The paramedic sighed and closed his eyes at Yuki's rudeness. He opened them slowly and rolled them. "Answer me, idiot."

"I'm Jeff Hiko" the paramedic replied flatly. He looked at Shuichi and his eyes softened. "Now, I think we're about to arrive. Please make a path so we can get your lover out of here and into the hospital." Yuki obeyed silently, moving to the side. The ambulance stopped, and some nurses and doctors came rushing in, carrying Shuichi into the hospital. Mr. Hiko motioned for Yuki to follow him.

"I'll escort you to the waiting room" he said. "You can wait there until we call you up. What's your name?" Yuki sighed and followed the paramedic out of the ambulance. He followed him to the hospital doors before responding. He didn't want everyone in a ten foot radius to hear him.

"Eiri, Eiri Uesugi" he said. The paramedic gasped. He opened the door for Yuki and followed him carefully, unable to think of what to say next. 'I'm talking to the famous romance novelist Eiri Uesugi, AKA Yuki Eiri?' he thought. 'That means….that that man was Shuichi Shindou, the vocalist!'

"Oh my!" he said. "Oh…my… So that pink-haired person was Shuichi Shindou, correct?" Yuki nodded as Mr. Hiko walked further into the hospital. People dashed around this way and that way, each of them intent on getting somewhere. "Oh, so I'm guessing you'll be getting a private room?" Yuki nodded again and rolled his eyes. "Ah, I see." They reached the waiting room. "I'll go tell them that. Sit down somewhere and wait please." He rushed into the distance.

"Idiot" Yuki muttered. "Might as well sit down…." he thought aloud. He looked at the waiting room. There were many empty chairs. People were crying, sitting in silence or looked like they didn't want to be there. Yuki sat down in the empty chair nearest to him and looked around him.

A lady with red hair was sitting next to him. She was weeping silently, a magazine covering her face. Yuki pitied her for a moment, and then looked to the other side of him. It was empty. He sighed and reached into his pocket for his cell phone. He dialed Tohma's number. One the first ring, Tohma answered.

"Hello?" he asked. "NG president Tohma Seguchi speaking." Yuki growled. Tohma was too formal, he decided. He sighed, wondering why he called Tohma in the first place. Then he remembered and answered Tohma.

"Hey, it's Yuki. Could you look into something for me?" Yuki asked coldly, as if he was being bribed to ask. "It's really important" he added. Tohma gasped and seemed to go into his casual mode.

"Anything!" he cried. "What do you need me to look for?" Tohma sounded desperate. He loved to hear from Yuki, even if it was because Yuki wanted something from him. Tohma never really minded why Yuki called. He waited for Yuki's response impatiently, tapping his fingers on his desk.

"Look up Shuichi's father for me" Yuki demanded. Tohma blinked. He put down his latest document and gave his full attention to the phone. He was about to say something when Yuki said, "Don't ask why. Just do it, okay?"

"Of course, Eiri!" Tohma said. "I'll give you the information as soon as I can!" He hung up the phone and began searching for information about Shuichi's father like a mad scientist.

"Ritsuka, don't worry!" Shuichi assured his shaking friend. They were in his room sitting on the bed. "It's okay. Please don't cry! I hate it when you cry!" Ritsuka's sadness turned into anger. His tears disappeared.

"How could he do this to you?" Ritsuka demanded. "I HATE HIM!" Shuichi opened his mouth to argue with his friend, but Ritsuka's glare shut him up. "I'm your friend Shuichi. I care about you. I can't just stand by while this is happening! I don't believe that I didn't realize sooner! I'm a horrible friend!" Shuichi hung his head in shame. Ritsuka's anger rose.

"I should've never told you…" Shuichi murmured. "I didn't want to make you worry… You're a great friend, Ritsuka, the best friend anyone can have!"

"I would've figured it out when we went swimming this year, so telling me just sped up the process" Ritsuka argued. "I'm gonna help you Shuichi…It's okay to make me worry right now. You should be thinking about yourself." He was cut off by the opening of the door. It creaked slowly and quietly, but both Shuichi and Ritsuka heard it. Shuichi gulped.

"Hello Ritsuka" a cold, deep voice said. "Nice to see you today." His eyes glimmered. "It seems like Shuichi told you something he shouldn't have, eh Shuichi?"

(1) I don't know where Yuki and Shuichi live, so I made something up...

(2) Also, I don't know how long it usually takes for ambulances to arrive, so I improvised a bit! Sorry!

A/N: Was that a cliffy? If it was, I apologize. Please don't hit me. I'm still not thinking straight... I was sick all day today, but went to school anyways, which didn't help at all... So, I apologize for any errors. It's probably because my head pounds when I type... -cringes- Okay, please read and review! Maybe I'll feel better if you do! PLEASE! And now, I can't rest until I do this, even if it kills me!

Deji: My head hurts...

Yuki: It should. You probably tried to think a few minutes ago, and it was too much for your small brain.

Deji: Shut up or you'll die in my story... Along with Shuichi... -bonks Yuki on the head-

Yuki: -shuts up-

Shuichi: I dun wanna die! -is drugged- Yuki, make the butterflies go to New Jersey!

Yuki: WTF?

Shuichi: Well, the White House is there...

Yuki: -sighs- Baka...

Deji: I thought the White House was in Washington DC, which is every state, mind you! It's next to every McDonald's and car wash! I know this for a fact! -drops dead-

Yuki + Shuichi: ...YAY! -celebrate-