Interlude: Best Friend
Disclaimer: Gravi aint mine.
Hiro sat quietly in the hospital anteroom. Shuichi fell asleep a few minutes ago, and the doctors said he'd be okay now. That they were lucky that something woke Shuichi up, unlike their earlier expectations.
It hurts, Hiro…
Hiro's fists clenched.
No, they weren't lucky. He had a vague idea of why Shuichi woke up, and it wasn't a happy reason at all. His best friend was just going to hurt again.
It hurts.
Hiro wouldn't let it happen. Not this time. Not again.
I don't want to hurt anymore, Hiro.
Bad Luck's guitarist squared his shoulders, and took a slip of paper from his wallet.
What do I have to do?
Resolutely, he flipped open his phone and punched in the numbers scrawled on the well-fingered sheet.
…to make it stop…
"Hello, Sakuma-san? About what you said earlier… I've decided. I… I'll do anything in my power to help.
Hiro…
Please review! Also, there's a companion fic to this - "Blood Runs Deep".
I'd like to apologise in advance if I update really late/irregularly. I'll try my best, but I still need to smooth out a lot of wrinkles, and I don't have much time, so... yeah...