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"..." Talking

'….' Thinking (Yamato)

/….\ Thinking (Taichi)

[… Thinking (Takeru)

Sights

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Chapter 7

Falling

9 pm. The streetlights were all on, all except for a few that flickered continuously, casting a pale light on the road. It was surprisingly dark for this time of the year, as it was about to become summer. The setting sun seemed to constantly hide itself and its glows behind the deep and dark clouds. Many cars drove on this particular road; every car holding its own passengers with their own histories, futures, secrets and pains. From many cars loud music could be heard, disrupting the almost peaceful sound of cars driving by on the silent road. However, one car held, not a family, but three people with their own pains. It was silent in that car, only the sound of the driving car itself filling the surroundings. Driving was Mr. Ishida, while his youngest son sat next to him. In the back was a silent brunette. His head in his hands, thoughts racing while at the same time feeling numb, not a sound seemed to escape from this boy. A deadly silence remained in this car, speeding towards its destination. The evening had changed considerably in a very short amount of time. One call from a complete stranger had messed up a neatly thought out evening between a certain brunette and blonde. Now, three people where on their way to a person for whom they all deeply cared for. Their destination was… Central Hospital.

Earlier that night…

Takeru was cut off by the telephone ringing… Takeru got up and answered.

"Takeru."

"Umm, good evening, my name is Nate Michealsen. Is one of your parents home?"

"Ummm….No, my dad's got a meeting. He'll be back in about two hours."

"Oh, I see. Umm, could you tell me; Is a boy named Yamato Ishida perhaps your relative?"

"Yes, he is, but why do you need to know that?"

"I'm very sorry to have to tell you this but he's in surgery as we speak. He's been hospitalized in Central Hospital about half an hour ago, after someone found him lying in a back ally, almost bleeding to death. I'm sorry."

Suddenly, Takeru's face turned as white as blanket. He looked like he was about to drop the phone. Taichi looked at the younger blonde, confused by the sudden change.

"Wow man, Takeru! Who died?" Taichi jokingly said. Deadly silence again… Takeru remained as white as a blanket, as if he had seen a ghost. Taichi looked at him, now very confused. Then, suddenly, realization hit him hard with a baseball bat in his face. Suddenly, Taichi also turned as white as a blanket…Suddenly, Taichi knew…

Now…

The trio stepped out of the car, finally arriving at their dreadful destination. A huge white building stood in front of them, ambulances racing in and out, sirens filling the air with harsh sounds, people in wheelchairs or with any other injury slowly exiting or entering the building. Mr. Ishida sighed. He didn't say anything when he was the first to move, walking towards the building. The two boys quickly followed. As they entered the building Taichi squinted his eyes at the harsh lighting inside. He remained tense but succeeded in relaxing his eyes a bit. Mr. Ishida quickly walked to the front desk. He talked to a woman, she seemed to type something in a computer, waited for some results and then finally spoke again to Mr. Ishida. However, it seemed like he didn't hear what he wanted to hear as he sighed deeply while turning around.

"Well boys, it seems like they aren't telling us anything yet. She said we could wait here and that some doctor will eventually come to us." He sighed once again as he seated himself in one of the very uncomfortable, hard waiting chairs. His youngest son sat beside him but the brunette sat a few seats away. The three were just gazing at the space in front of them, not speaking a word. All three were deeply lost in their thoughts. Seconds, minutes and even hours seemed to pass by as they saw many people exiting the building while even more people entered. Time passed by without a single movement or spoken word. Eventually, Mr Ishida seemed like he was about to burst so he quickly stood up and went to get some coffee. The blonde, Takeru, also seemed like he'd had enough of just sitting still. He stood up and began pacing around the large entrance area. Taichi was about to stand up as well when a fiery red haired boy sat next to him. From the corners of his eyes Taichi tried to look at the boy. He seemed about the same age as himself, maybe a year or two older. He was slightly taller then Taichi and he looked like he hadn't slept in days. Taichi was about to give the boy some peace and almost stood up when the boy suddenly turned around and began talking to him in a slow, sad voice:

"I can't believe this. How could this have happened? I shouldn't have let her go to that party. I could've prevented this mess… If only I had…" Tears were forming in the boy's eyes. It was only then that the boy suddenly seemed to notice he was thinking out loud and only then he seemed to notice Taichi.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't see…. It's just….I should've…." One single tear rolled down the boy's cheek, his fists clenching. Taichi felt sympathy for the boy, it seemed like had gone through a rough time. He didn't really know what to do so he just began talking.

"Umm…. I suppose something bad happened… I know how it feels. It sucks. The most frustrating thing is that I don't even know what happened…" Taichi also felt tears burning in eyes so he tried to change the subject to the boy. "What… happened? If I may ask, of course."

The boy didn't respond. He was gazing at the floor and it seemed like he hadn't heard Taichi's question. It was silent for a few seconds and Taichi was about to stand up again when the boy began talking again.

"My…My girlfriend… She went to this party last night. It was supposed to be some wild party with friends. She was really excited to go… And she constantly tried to tell me all about it and convince me to come with her. But… I didn't. I didn't want to go. I don't like parties… If only I had listened to what she told me… All those dangerous things they were going to do… If I had just taken the frikkin' effort to listen to her… Then I would've definitely stopped her. But again… I didn't. I let her go… And when she didn't come home this morning… She was supposed to come back around 5 am." The boy coughed and more tears formed in his eyes. Reliving the experience was certainly no pleasure. "At 1 pm. I finally received a call from this hospital. Some people had put something in her drinks… And then… They….R-r-ra….." The boy couldn't say it. Tears were now freely flowing down his cheeks. Taichi looked at the boy. He wanted to say something comforting but he couldn't think of anything. At that moment, Mr. Ishida returned. He didn't seem to notice the crying boy at all as he was in some sort of trance and he handed a soda to Taichi. Then he took his place again, a few seats away, resuming his gazing. Taichi looked at the soda. His eyes acknowledged the happy colours and letters on the bottle but he couldn't make out any words. He opened the can and handed it to the red haired boy. He gladly accepted it and took a few sips. This seemed to calm him down. It was silent for a while again. He then spoke again:

"And… What about you? I suppose you've got something bad too. I mean, who'd want to be here for no reason." A very weak smile seemed to form on the redhead's face.

"My…My bo--…. My friend, he probably had some accident. But we don't know what happened. All we know is that he is in surgery now." Taichi couldn't contain himself anymore. Tears rolled down his cheeks also. The redhead was a bit taken back by this, probably not noticing that he had just done the same thing. It remained silent for a while and all the boy could do was look at crying brunette in front of him. He wanted to say something but then a young, blonde boy took the seat next to Taichi and wrapped his arm around him. The two sat like that for a while. Taichi didn't notice that even the ever so happy Takeru was crying. The redhead felt like he would be interrupting anything if he said something now so he stood up and slowly walked away. The two boys seemed to remain like that for an eternity…

The blonde and brunette were almost falling asleep, exhausted from all the emotions. But then they heard someone approaching them and Mr. Ishida jumped up. This seemed to wake up both boys and they too joined Mr. Ishida. A man in a white coat approached the three, a serious look on his face. He began to talk in a very serious voice, though he tried to sound as bright as possible.

"Good eveni—I suppose, good night… Though 'good' wouldn't be very fitting… Anyway, I am Nate Michealson. I'm the one who called you. I can tell you that your son is now out of surgery. We managed to stop all the bleeding and he is now stabile. He's no longer in danger." Relief washed over the three boys and Taichi let himself fall back in his chair.

"However, the surgery wasn't easy. It seems like he was beaten up pretty bad and that he fell on the ground with his head, resulting in a concussion. No bones were broken but he is bruised up badly. Right now he is sleeping. I can only allow the father to see him for 2 minutes. Any other will have to wait at least till tomorrow." Taichi felt a sting in his heart.

/I really want to see him… But, what if I get scared? He must look pretty bad right now. But, I can't abandon him now! But… Maybe I'd be better for both of us if I wait a little while… Oh God, this sucks…\

"Alright boys, I'll go see him. I'll be back in a few minutes. Will you be alright on your own?" The boys could only nod, too exhausted from all their emotions. And with that, Mr Ishida followed Mr. Michealson and soon disappeared out of sight.

About five minutes later the two men came back, Mr. Ishida with an almost horrified expression on his face. He looked as if he'd seen a ghost.

"Well then, I'm very sorry but that is all I can do for you at the moment. You'd best go home and try to get some sleep. I'll definitely call you if something might happen. If you're lucky and all goes well then Yamato will be able to receive a little more visits tomorrow. Perhaps the two boys will then be able to see him for a little while. But for now the only thing I can advise is to try and get some sleep. It won't help Yamato in any way if you break yourselves down. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some urgent business to attend to. If everything goes well then I'll see you again tomorrow." And with that Mr. Mischealson walked away, leaving behind three still shocked people. It remained silent for a while. Then, Mr. Ishida slowly spoke:

"Taichi, you'd do best to call your parents… They're probably worried sick. Tell them that you'll be staying with us. That way you'll be able to come back here with us tomorrow. But before that, let's try to sleep. Now, go call you parents. I'll try to get a cab. There's no way I'm able to drive right now…" And with that Mr. Ishida walked away, pulling his cell phone from his pocket. Taichi did the same thing and with great effort he managed to dial his home number. Placing the phone near his ear, he waited for someone to pick up. Then, after 5 seconds someone finally answered.

"Yagami-" Yawn. "-Hikari speaking." Taichi wanted to say something but he felt numb… He couldn't figure out what to say.

"Hi-Hikari. It's me. Could you please… Tell mom and dad that I'll be staying at a friends' place? I'm not in the mood to explain right now. Could you please tell them?"

"Whatever…" Yawn again. "Just don't call me again in the middle of the night." And with that the conversation was over, a monotone buzz signalling that the other line had disconnected. Taichi kept the phone at his ear for a little while longer. He almost didn't seem to notice that the conversation was over. He kept staring at the space in front of him. He felt his eyes burn, both with tiredness and sadness. He was about to burst out in tears when Mr. Ishida appeared again.

"Okay, the cab will be here in 10 minutes. Let's go outside. I don't think any of us would mind some fresh air." And with that, he turned around, followed by the young blonde and brunette. They entered the surprisingly cold night air and were finally able to cool their heads…

The remaining night went by slowly. As soon as the three arrived at the Ishida residence they went to bed quickly, Taichi collapsing on the couch. Mr. Ishida almost smiled at the sight of the immediately sleeping boy. He found an extra blanket and gently laid it over the sleeping brunette. He sighed and stretched. He went to check on Takeru, whom had disappeared into his room as soon as they got home. He quietly opened the door and peeked in, only to find the young blonde lying on top of his bed, also fast asleep. Mr. Ishida couldn't help but smile at the innocent face the blonde had while he was sleeping.

"Oh well, he'll survive one night without brushing his teeth." Mr. Ishida said in a soft voice, gently closing the door and headed for his own bedroom, following the two boys' example and collapsed on his bed.

Taichi stood again in the big, white waiting hall of Central Hospital. A lot of people seemed to be walking in and out, not noticing the brunette's presence. He looked around, all those people seemed so busy, so stressed and…so sad. He saw a crying redhead sitting on a chair in the middle of the room. He wanted to walk up to the boy and comfort him, but his path was suddenly blocked by the one and only Mr. Nate Michealson. The older man had a tired and sad look on his face. Taichi wanted to say something to him but somehow he couldn't make a sound. Then, the elder man began speaking in his very serious tone:

"Taichi… I'm sorry. We did everything we could. We tried our best, and at one point he seemed fine. He went through most of the night staying stabile. But this morning… The bleeding started again… We noticed it in time but to stop it… it was still to late. We did everything we could… But…I'm sorry, Taichi… Yamato didn't make it." The elder man closed his eyes, obviously saddened by his own message.

/No…He can't be… He can't be gone… No…No! No! I won't let him go!"

"No!" Taichi screamed, grasping the sides of his head. "No! No no no no no!" He started crying. "I won't….I won't let him…. I won't let him go!"

Suddenly Taichi awoke, startled. Tears were running down his face and he was sweating all over. He was breathing heavily, wildly looking around himself, trying to recognize where he was. He suddenly remembered and he jumped off the couch. He practically ran towards Yamato's room, hastily opened the door and ran to the bed. He collapsed on it, burying his face in the soft pillow. He couldn't stop crying. He smelled Yamato's scent and it only made him cry even more. However, he kept his face buried in the pillow and thus he kept on crying. Eventually, he calmed down and fell back to sleep. He felt himself being taken by his tiredness, falling in a short, dreamless and restless sleep…

It was early in the morning. The sun had only dared to show its warm, shiny rays of light moments ago. Mr. Ishida was the first one to wake from his restless slumber. He took a shower, didn't bother to shave, and changed not into his regular, neat work clothes but instead he put on some casual clothes. All dressed up he decided to wake his little blonde angel from his sleep. He gently knocked on Takeru's door but no reply came. He opened the door and saw that the young blonde was still asleep. He had crawled beneath his covers while sleeping and he was still wearing his normal clothes. Mr. Ishida sat on the side of the bed and gently brushed the blonde strands of hair out of his beautiful young face.

"Takeru… Wake up, Takeru. C'mon sleepyhead. Wake up." Mr. Ishida whispered in a soft voice. The blonde stirred and slowly opened his eyes.

"D-Dad?" Takeru said in a baby-like, hardly hearable voice.

"Hmmmm, dad, I don't feel well." Takeru whined. The boy did look a bit flustered. Mr. Ishida laid his hand on the boy's forehead. He did feel warm…

"You've got a fever. Probably from all the emotions. I'll get you an aspirin after breakfast." At this the boy moaned and turned around again. Mr. Ishida smiled at the young boy's sleepy, innocent face. He gently stroked the boys cheek.

"C'mon Takeru, go wash your face. I'll wake up Taichi and make some breakfast. Takeru moaned and whined loudly but eventually nodded, trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes but it was in vain. He crawled from under the covers and winced as his feet met the cold floor. He lifted himself and he then realized something.

"Dad, you're making breakfast? Don't you think one reason to go to the hospital is enough?" The boy tried to maintain a smile, but he couldn't. Everything that had happened the night before, it was still fresh in his mind. Mr. Ishida noticed it and tried to cheer up the boy. However, he couldn't find any words. Instead he ruffled his hand through the blonde's soft, blonde hair.

"Smarty." Mr. Ishida managed to keep a slight smile on his face. He then turned around, giving the blonde some privacy to fresh himself up and change clothes. He gently closed the door behind him and walked towards the couch. However, it was only then that he noticed that the brunette was no longer lying on it. With a puzzled look on his face he tried to think of other places the boy could be. Only one place came to the man's mind. But why would the brunette be there? Mr. Ishida walked towards his eldest son's room and hesitantly opened the door. He peeked inside and when he saw that the brunette was vast asleep he opened the door further. He took a few steps and stopped, taking in the image before him. Taichi lied on his side, facing towards Mr. Ishida. In his arms he held Yamato's pillow. He clutched it tightly to his chest. He had a strange look on his face; at one point he seemed almost satisfied, on another he seemed afraid to let go of the pillow and its comforting warmth. Mr. Ishida thought about what he should do but finally decided to wake the boy up. He again seated himself on the side of the bed but this time he softly placed his hand on Taichi's shoulder, gently shaking.

"Taichi, wake up. Taaiicchhii… Wake up." It didn't seem to wake the sleeping brunette.

"Taichi, c'mon Taichi, we're going to the hospital..." That did it, the boy's eyes shot open. In a second he was sitting straight up, the pillow still tightly clutched to his chest. Mr. Ishida would've laughed if it hadn't been such a depressing situation they were in. He lifted himself from the bed.

"Taichi, Takeru's in the bathroom now, you can use it after him if you want. Also, you can take some of Yamato's clothes if you want. You two seem to have almost the same size. I'm sure he won't mind…" Mr. Ishida closed his eyes for two seconds, sighed and then walked out of the room, heading towards the kitchen to make some feared breakfast. But why was Taichi in Yamato's room? This question kept circling in the man's mind.

30 minutes later the three men were seated around the living room table. The two boys' hair were still damp from the showers they had taken. From what could be seen Taichi still wore his own pants but he'd taken a plain, light brown shirt and darker brown sweater from Yamato's closet. Also, a fresh pair of socks were taken. Now, the three men ate their breakfast in silence, no words spoken. Partially because of the bad taste of the food, the other reason was obvious. Even Mr. Ishida himself had trouble finishing his plate, and half way he gave up. He stood up and took the three plates, still filled with food.

"We'll get something in the hospital restaurant, or a snack bar nearby. The cab will be here in a few minutes. Go put on you shoes and jackets. Oh and Takeru, go brush your teeth."

A small whine was heard.

"Oh come on, you already skipped last night, go on! ….Oh wait, first take your aspirin, you'll feel a lot better." Mr. Ishida said, realizing it was important not to let his authority falter now. The blonde accepted the aspirin and then made his way to the bathroom again while Taichi put on his shoes and jacket. Mr. Ishida stood next to him. Both faces looked scarred with tiredness and overwhelming sensations.

"He'll be alright. He has to be." Mr. Ishida said, more to himself than to Taichi. Takeru finally joined the two after a minute and together they exited their home, the cab already waiting.

For the second time in less than 24 hours, the three faced the huge, white, terrifying building known as Central Hospital. The building that held Yamato Ishida, a boy most precious to the three, inside. They slowly walked towards it and unconsciously tensed up upon entering the all too familiar, huge waiting room. Mr. Ishida walked up to towards the front desk again, talking to a male behind it. The male nodded his head and looked up something in his computer, told Mr. Ishida something and was interrupted by the phone ringing. Mr. Ishida sighed and walked back to the two waiting boys.

"The doctor's are busy with him right now, but he said that a doctor will come to us in 15 minutes. So I guess it's waiting again." He fished his wallet from his back pocket and pulled out some bills, handing them to Takeru.

"Get me some coffee, will you? And get the two of you something edible if want." And with that he once again seated himself in one of those uncomfortable, hard waiting chairs. Takeru grabbed Taichi by his arm and pulled him close, seemingly seeking protection and warmth. Together they walked to the restaurant and ordered some edible things. 10 minutes later they finally returned to Mr. Ishida with his warm coffee, a big energy bar filled with sugars for Takeru and a simple sandwich for the brunette. However, when they returned they didn't find Mr. Ishida sitting in his waiting chair. In fact, he was standing. And not only that, but he was talking to another man, a doctor. When they came closer they recognized the doctor as Mr. Michealson. The two boys quickened their pace as they approached the two older men.

"….sleeping right now. He was stabile throughout the night. He woke up with a severe headache, which isn't strange since he took quite the blow on his head. Actually, from what we can see now, it looks as if he fell with head-first on the pavement. Anyway, he's asleep right now, so only the father may see him for a short while. If he wakes up and all goes well then the boys might be able to visit him in a few hours. But for now, please follow me, Mr. Ishida." Mr. Michealson turned on his heels and walked away. Not once did he mention that Yamato's head wound wasn't from accidently falling on the pavement. Rather, force was used. And certainly not his own…

"Okay boys, please stay here. I'll be back soon." And with that Mr. Ishida walked after Mr. Michealson. However, after a few steps he quickly turned around, ran up to Takeru, took the coffee and gulped down half of it at once. He sighed as placed the remaining coffee on his chair and then hurried to catch up to Mr. Michealson again.

"I guess it's waiting again." Takeru bitterly said. He sat down on a chair, opened his big energy bar and took a big bite of it. Taichi followed his example and took the seat next to Takeru. He peeled of the plastic covering his sandwich. He was about to take a bite out of it but suddenly a certain figure stood in front of him. He looked up to identify the person and the first thing he noticed and recognized was the fiery red hair. It was that boy from last night again. The one with his girlfriend.

"Hiya" The redhead said, obviously in a much better mood than last night.

"Hi." Was all Taichi could manage to say.

"Umm….. sorry 'bout last night. I didn't mean to suddenly start crying. But I'm doing a lot better right now! Mimi's doing so much better now!" He noticed that Taichi's previously expressionless face was now slightly puzzled.

"Oh, Mimi's my girlfriend I told you about last night." Taichi couldn't help but smile a little bit at the boy's enthusiasm.

"Oh by the way, my name's Izumi Koushiro. Ah, I mean Koushiro Izumi. Sorry, I lived in Japan for a few years. I still have to get accustomed to this way of speaking. The reason I left Japan was because a certain American beauty caught my eyes. That would be Mimi…" Koushiro's thoughts seemed to wander of to the girl. He looked as if he could spend his entire day just thinking about her. But he snapped out of his thoughts as he realized he didn't know the brunette's name yet.

"Ah sorry, I'm rambling again. So what's your name?" Taichi sighed, though he was a bit delighted by the fact that he found someone who also had some Japanese background. He actually smiled for the first time in 24 hours.

"I'm Yagami Taichi." The brunette's dull eyes seemed to brighten a bit, hoping the redhead would notice his name. And he did.

"Ah, Japanese as well? That's amazing! Nice to meet you!" Koushiro seemed in a entirely different mood than last night, though it still looked as if he hadn't slept much.

"So, I guess something good happened? You're looking a lot better than last night."

Koushiro's face seemed to lighten up at brunette's notice.

"Well, actually… They said that Mimi might be discharged tomorrow. That alone is wonderful but they also caught the bastards that did this to her! I don't know anything of their punishment, but they deserve hell!" Koushiro's eyes shot fire, his eyes burning. It was a funny sight to see the redhead so happy and worked up. Taichi couldn't help but laugh at the boy. However, he soon felt the pressure of his own worries pressing onto him again and the smile quickly faded. Koushiro seemed to notice this after a few seconds of his 'burning'.

"So ummm…. How's your friend?" Koushiro hesitantly asked. Taichi's eyes suddenly felt very heavy. Even Takeru, who remained quiet and just stared in front of him for the entire conversation, seemed to tense up.

"Not good huh?" Koushiro guessed.

"He's sleeping now. If we're lucky we can see him in a few hours, when he's awake. But besides that, we don't know anything." Taichi's voice left him as he thought of the bad situation. Koushiro seemed to notice this and sat next to Taichi. He folded his hands in his lap and tried to say something.

"Koushiro Izumi?" A voice called out. It was the male behind the desk. Koushiro jumped up and sprinted towards the desk.

"Coming!" He arrived at the desk and apparently some good news was given to him as his smile fully returned on his face and he practically bounced his way to the elevators.

/Hm, at least one of us has good news. I'm really happy for him, honestly. I just wish that we get some good news as well. By the way, shouldn't Mr. Ishida return by now?\

The second he thought about it, Mr. Ishida showed up. Takeru finally seemed to snap out of his gazing and jumped from his chair.

"He's doing pretty well now. I got to see him for a little while. He even woke up for a few seconds. I think he recognized me and he even smiled a bit, though it was hard to see through the… bandages." Mr. Ishida's face darkened a bit at the image in his head.

"Anyway, if things continue like this then you'll be able to see him in a few hours."

/Thank God!\

[Finally!

And with that in mind, the morning and the hours that followed slowly went by.

It was now 3 pm. The hours had gone by ever so slowly, frustrating the two young boys to no end. Both were anxiously waiting in their hard chairs. The sun was now finally shining in all its glory, casting its beautiful rays of light through the glass ceiling of the huge waiting room. Many people had walked in and out of the waiting room, all with either very sad or delighted expressions on their faces.

After all these hours there was no more sign of Koushiro. Or of Mr. Michealson. Both Takeru and Taichi sat in their chairs, nervous as hell, waiting until the old man would finally come up to them or when the male behind the desk would call out their names. Taichi's hands were clenched into fists, resting in his lap. He looked at his watch every other minute.

/Come on! Let me seem him already!\

And again, at the mere thought, it happened:

"Ishida family." The young man behind the desk called. The two boys jumped up, both at the same time and almost sprinted towards the front desk. A startled Mr. Ishida was left behind. He chuckled and followed the two excited boys.

"Yamato Ishida will wake up soon, as the medication will wear off. Please go up to his room but don't enter yet. The doctor will still be busy with him so please wait until he gives you permission to enter. Well then, do you know which room it is?" Mr. Ishida nodded, having been there two times already. The young man nodded back.

"Well then, you may go. Please don't run on the hallway or disturb the peace of other patients." That was their cue. Taichi and Takeru ran of towards the elevators.

"H-Hey! I said not to run!" The young man yelled at them.

"Sorry, I'll try to calm them." Mr. Ishida said with an apologizing look on his face, however, that was only to mask his own excitement. He then followed the two boys before they got lost in the big halls of the hospital.

They now stood before that dreaded room. Room # 7A28. Yamato's room. Taichi sighed. This is where Yamato is. Where he would see Yamato… Taichi let out another shaking sigh.

"Well then, I'll go in first." Mr. Ishida said. He firmly knocked on the door twice before entering. Taichi caught a glimpse of what was inside. However , he couldn't see much as there was a curtain surrounding a bed, probably Yamato's. Then, the door closed again. He could hear some muffled voices from inside but he couldn't make out what they were saying. After a few minutes Mr. Ishida came back.

"Okay boys, you may see him, but one at a time. Also, he's asleep right now so don't make a lot of noise when you're inside." Taichi placed his hand on Takeru's shoulder.

"You go first." Taichi said. It hurt him a bit as he really wanted to see Yamato badly. But he knew that brothers should go first. And so Takeru entered the room. However, it was only a minute later that Takeru came back again. His face was white, as if he'd seen a ghost. He was also slightly trembling. This scared Taichi.

/Is it really that bad? Oh boy, can I handle this? …Well, I have to! I have to go and see Yamato. This is a time where I need to be strong and be there for him!\

And with that thought, Taichi took in a deep breath, steadied himself and opened the door…

To be continued

AN/

Holy crap! Long chapter! 'Bout 5500 words! That's definitely a record for me! Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter, I put in quite the amount of effort! I did my best to draw out the scenes a bit. I hope I did good. Please tell if I did/didn't!

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