A/N Alrighty I decided to carry on with this; and as always I forgot to put the disclaimer on the first chapter so here it is!

Disclaimer: By now you should know I don't own the characters.

Chapter Two; I don't Believe in Miracles

It had taken what seemed to be an impossibly long amount of time for help to arrive in the bathroom; and even longer still for any medics to show up, and the waiting was terrible. Jaden had been working on adrenalin high as he got help and had not been letting himself think about the situation too much as he held Chazz's horribly still body close to his own. It was only after he'd been escorted from the room with a sympathetic Professor Banner that the full seriousness of the situation really sunk in; it was only after Jaden saw two of Duel Academy's medical staff performing emergency CPR on Chazz that he realised just exactly what was happening. And it was then, as he burst into tears, that he realised the conversation he had had with Chazz only a couple of minutes ago, might be the last time he ever spoke to him.

The next half hour was a blur. People rushing in and out of the bathroom but the door swung shut after each of them, blocking Jaden out. Then a helicopter arrived from the mainland and Chazz's limp form was carried to it on a stretcher. They didn't let Jaden go to, and then Alexis and a bawling Syrus led him away to sit down. And that was when hell truly began.

Hospitals are too quiet, Jaden decided as he sat, in the same uncomfortable seat he'd been occupying for several hours, in the corridor outside the room. The room Chazz was in. So it was supposedly 'Chazz's room'; but, odd as it may sound, to Jaden it was not, and could never be 'Chazz's room' because if it was then that would imply Chazz had a choice about the room, that Chazz wanted to stay in the room. Jaden didn't care if everyone else referred to it as 'Chazz's room' – he knew Chazz didn't want to stay in that room, and if Chazz knew what the room looked like then he'd be out of there faster than you could say 'Obelisk Blue'. Although Chazz did like white, and cleanliness, Jaden knew he hated horrible disinfectant smell that haunted hospitals, and he hated the uncomfortable beds with the lump pillows. And therefore, it could not and it wasn't going to be 'Chazz's room'.

Sitting on one of the hard, plastic seats next to Jaden was a half-asleep Syrus. The small blunette had been whimpering since they arrived at the hospital, though as he grew tired as the hours dragged on Sryus' breathing had become calmer and he was huddled into the chair in a kind of doze. Next to him was Alexis; she had been holding Syrus' hand before he had drifted off, and now had her head rested against the wall and her closed eyes and look of blank serenity also meant she was sleeping. Next to her, holding her hand, was Alexis' brother, Atticus, and it was he who had possibly fallen asleep first. Bastion sat on the floor on the other side of the corridor his head also lolling forward and he was snoozing gently. Professor Banner had gone outside from some air, and that left only Jaden, and the pacing, agitated Zane still fully conscious in the corridor.

For once Jaden wasn't speaking, no thoughts of conversation or idea of idle chat crossed his mind, and it was all he could do to sit in an animal-like continuous state of alert. It was deathly quiet in the corridor aside from the rhythmic beating of some machine and Zane's footsteps; occasionally a doctor or nurse would enter the room, and even less often someone would exit it. However no one would say anything about what was going on, only that they couldn't say anything at this stage to people who were not immediate relatives or guardians; the doctors were doing their best. That should be enough.

But it wasn't. Thoughts of Chazz dying, alone in that ghastly white room kept flashing through Jaden's head and the worst part was there was nothing Jaden could do except sit, and wait and hope. But that wasn't enough either. He wanted Chazz in his arms; he wanted him to be okay. He wanted to know Chazz was safe and that he still had time. But right then he couldn't know anything, he'd given up trying to ask the doctors what was going on. Right then the only thing he knew for sure was that Chazz was on the other side of that closed door, and whatever happened, good or bad, whatever happened, he was not going to leave Chazz alone. He'd promised not to. And though, back in the bathroom, those words had seemed almost meaningless, they were the only things holding Jaden together at the moment. As long as they had that connection… as long as Chazz was still there and he was still in the corridor he'd stuck to his words and maybe, for now, that would be enough. Just enough to keep Jaden going.

'…I'll listen anyway, I'll try to understand, I'm not gonna leave you.'

Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, it was then that Jaden noticed something was not quite right. Something had changed. And then he realised what it was; Zane's constant pacing had stopped. Jaden looked up.

"Chazz has a good chance you know," Jaden looked up at the face of his best friend's older brother, Zane's tone was still as calm as ever, though his face was paler and he looked exhausted. It was harder to believe Duel Academy's Top Duellist when his teal hair was splayed everywhere and his hands were flexing restlessly by his sides. "I mean – they got him here pretty fast… and…" Zane looked at the floor, "…they've been in with him for hours. That's a good sign…" the rest of his sentence hung in the air, but both Zane and Jaden knew what he had been going to say 'because it meant that Chazz was still alive'. Zane cleared his throat; "…he's probably over that worst of it by now."

Jaden didn't reply. He didn't have any words to reply with. He'd like to scream and cry and kick and thrash, but sitting in the uncomfortable seat, outside the room, trying to hold conversation was too much.

"It was lucky you found him."

"Lucky?" Jaden looked up at Zane, "I shouda stopped him in the first place. I shouda been there for him…" Jaden, to his great surprise as he'd thought he'd cried all the tears possible to cry ever, was now weeping again, "I shouda never let him do it… if I had just forgotten about duelling…" the shock of hearing those words come out of Jaden's mouth was evident on Zane's pale, usually expressionless features.

The older boy crouched next to Jaden's chair and took his hands in his own, "It's okay Jaden – it's okay. You can't give up on it now; it's not your fault. None of it is your fault. You have to be strong – for Chazz," Zane gave Jaden's hands a little squeeze, and the fleeting thought that perhaps he wasn't such an awful older brother crossed the brunette's mind. "You have to sit tight and hope he'd okay, alright? That's all you can do, believe in Chazz; hope that he'll be okay…"

It was then that a harsh voice shocked both the teens; it belonged to one of the two people you'd have expected to be by Chazz's bed since he got to the hospital, but at the same time these were the two people Jaden wanted as far away from Chazz as possible; his brothers.

"You know what Truesdale? Chazz is a goner. Hope all you like; but I don't believe in miracles."

A/N Oooh –sniffles- I hate those damn Princetons. Okay hoped you like that; and you're right, no way was that staying as a oneshot. Unfortunately no Chazz in this chap O.o… will be next – I hope. As for now read and review hope you enjoyed it and adieu!