Chapter two up.

As stated before, I own nothing, all right go to their proper owners, Blah blah blah...On with the story.

Kanou stared dumbfounded at the limp figure of Ayase in his arms for a moment before snapping into action. Standing up, he walked over to the couch, cradling Ayase in his arms. He carefully laid him on his stomach on the couch because the blood seemed to be coming from his arm or his back. He walked into the kitchen, grabbed some scissors and came back to the couch.

As soon as he had seen Ayase covered in blood he thought the worst.

"Gion, go get the trash can." He said quietly. He held up the back of Ayases' shirt and began to cut upward from the bottom. He peeled the right half of the clothing off of him and was relieved to see that it didn't stick. But as he tried to peel the other side off, it lifted Ayase' skin as well. Kanou cursed. The anger washed over him, anger at Ayase for getting into troubles and anger at whoever did this.

"Where is Homare?" He asked Ayase, even though he was passed out from the loss of blood and physical exhaustion. Dark anger laced his gaze as Gion came around the corner and gave Kanou the trash can. He watched Kanou pick the clothing off of his body and gasped when he saw what decorated the left side of his back and shoulder.

Kanou cursed after gasping, his heart clenching as the worry for Ayase became even greater.

"Gion call 911 NOW!" Kanou yelled. Gion, momentarily stunned, jumped into action, running toward the bedroom and picking up the phone when he got there. He dialed 911 and waited for the person to pick up on the other side of the line.

"Come ON!" He said as he drummed his fingers on the shelf at the front of the bed.

"This is 911, what is your emergency?" The woman said on the other side of the line.

"I need a paramedic, now. My friend just came home, and he has a nasty cut that is making him bleed really badly. It is really deep and really long, I don't know how long he has had this but, when he finally got home, he passed out." He went on, trying his best to stay calm. "There are stains on the walls leading to his apartment and-" He was cut off by the lady on the other line.

"Sir, what is the address that you are at?" She asked. He told her the address and then hung up after she said the ambulance was on its' way. Who could have done this to Ayase. He was just so innocent, and he couldn't picture someone wanting to hurt him.

Gion looked at the clock and walked back to Kanou, who had removed Ayases' shirt all the way, and was holding towels on Ayases' back.

Kanou heard Gions' approaching footsteps and spoke.

"I am going to kill whoever did this." He said grinding his teeth, his eyes bent in black anger. Gion unconsciously shrank back from Kanou and his evil mood before speaking.

"The paramedic is on its' way. They were only a few blocks away when I called." Gion replied.

"They need to HURRY, damn it; Ayase is bleeding to death right now!" He shouted in a rage. And, as if on cue the door was opened and three men in white uniforms with red crosses on their chests began to examine Ayase, bringing various equipment in with them.

"We need to get her admission into the hospital as soon as possible, her heart rate is extremely low and is still dropping. Careful of her back the wound is there. She has lost a lot of blood. Move faster Mr. Assume, this is someone's life is in our hands here." The man directed the other two while they carried a stretcher into the room. Then he turned towards Kanou.

"About when did she" –

"He is not a she." Kanou interrupted. "And he is Ayase Yukiya. Now go stop the bleeding on his back." The man gave him a funny look.

"We will get him out of here and to a hospital as soon as possible, sir." The man replied automatically, for fear of being pummeled by Kanou. They had finally gotten Ayase on the stretcher, and had him hooked up to oxygen. Kanous' eyes never left Ayase, except to look to see what the other men were doing.

Gion stood to the side, trying to stay out of the way, watching Ayase, Kanou and the men in the white suits. He wanted to go to the hospital with Ayase, but the look on Kanous' face was unreadable, save for the anger and worry. Who knew what he would do in a black rage?Soon after Ayase was put on a stretcher, the men left the building and piled into a medical truck. Gion had left to go get Someya, leaving Ayase in the hands of Kanou.

Kanous' face, still lit with worry and anger, silently went through names of people that he was going to hurt beyond recognition. At first, the Kuba brothers were on it for not being there. But after some time, for some reason or another, they were taken off of the death list. But the fact that they had not been there with Ayase in a time like that was critical, and confusing for Kanou at the same time. The question kept popping itself into his mind again and again. They were definitely not the type of men who would just let Ayase get hurt.

The doors were threw shut as one of the men hopped in behind Kanou.

The ride to the hospital was anything but relaxing. The surgeon was hardly able to even touch Ayase, due to Kanou being over protective, and the drivers up front could be heard arguing over some small one-sided matter of eating a bentou at this time. Kanou wanted to punch whoever was acting like none of this mattered to him. This was Ayase, his angel, his lover, the one he was going to protect till the day he died. Who could not care about the innocent Ayase? Only a mad man.

Kanous' worrying only worsened until they arrived at the hospital. Ayase was rushed through the emergency doors and into a side room when Kanou was stopped from entering. The nurse who came out of the room told him to go wait in the waiting room. He glared at her then left. His anger was fading fast and the fear of Ayase dying had really set in.

As he rounded the corner to the waiting room, the lady at the desk looked up from the papers in front of her to see who was coming. She toyed with the thought of him being handsome, his dark piercing eyes, his hair as black as ravens' wings, and his sharp features. She might have flirted with him, but the pained and angry look on his face made her hesitate.

"May I help you?" She asked quietly, concern lining her face.

"Yes...I was just going to check a patient in, but he is in the emergency room..." He stopped to pinch the bridge between his nose to keep himself from having an emotional outburst. He then took a deep breath before continuing.

"His name is Ayase Yukiya..." He stopped again, his eyebrows knitting together his face becoming more pained then angered when the woman spoke up.

"Fill this out, and I will see to it that he is registered properly." She said, saving him the labor of explaining it all.

He walked over to a chair up against the wall and sat down to fill out the papers.

Soon after he was done, he went to give the form back to the lady at the desk. She gave it a glance, then did a double take, muttering under her breath.

"That is the third person today, one with a gun shot in his arm, another with a stab wound in her side and now this? Gees what is happening today, a crime increase or something?" She whined and Kanou was tempted to ask who the others were and if they were related to the matter that had involved Ayase.

He took out his phone and dialed Misaos' number. It rang. Earlier he hadn't been able to get a hold of Homare or Misao, so he had ended up calling Ayase, when he said sorry to him and hung up. It rang again.

"Hello?" The voice greeted on the other side.

"Misao, it's me. where are you?" He asked darkly.

"I am at the hospital, what is wrong?" Misao questioned back.

"Come to the waiting room." Kanou said, before hanging up abruptly. He walked back over to the chair and sat down heavily, folded his legs and crossed his arms. His foot was tapping the leg of the chair in annoyance and impatience. Finally after waiting what seemed to be a half hour, though it was really five minutes, Misao rounded to corner and took in the Irritated Kanou. Stepping silently, he approached the man.

"Shachou..." He addressed Kanou. He turned and looked at Misao, his eyes knitting together.

"Where is Homare, and why are you here?" He demanded.

"Homare is getting treated for getting himself shot, and waiting to get news from the doctor about the woman he rescued with Ayase." He said simply then looked around. "Where is Ayase?" Misao questioned.

Kanou turned his head.

"He is in the emergency room..." He stated quietly, as Misaos' eyes widened a little then narrowed. though he didn't show it a lot, Misao still cared for Ayase.

"What happened?" Misao wondered what was wrong with Ayase. Nothing seemed to be wrong then being really unnerved from the violence that had transpired a few hours before.

"I don't know. Homare might. Where is he now? I would like to speak with him." Kanou said menacingly.

"I'll take you to him now." He turned and left the waiting room, followed by Kanou. After a few turns and going down vacant hallways, they turned into a room labeled 402. The door was closed, so Misao knocked and received a quiet 'come in'.

Stepping inside, Kanou saw Homare sitting on the edge of a hospital bed bare chested with a bandage around his shoulder and arm. The bandages were slightly bloodstained and he wasn't moving his arm.

Looking mildly surprised at the appearance of Kanou, Homare stood, wincing slightly at the pain that laced up his arm and to the hole in his shoulder.

"Aren't you going to tell me what happened?" Asked Kanou, ready to pounce on him for not calling him right away after whatever transpired. Homare looked at him with a funny expression on his face.

"Didn't Ayase tell you what happened?" He questioned. Kanou placed his thumb and forefinger on the bridge of his nose and pinched it once again to keep the raging emotions inside of him from getting out and took a deep breath before saying.

"He is in the ER right now...Bleeding to death!" He shouted the last words and punched the wall beside him. "When he came through the door to the apartment he could all but stand there, not telling me anything. He passed out after we were arguing, and at the time, I didn't even know he was injured. There as blood everywhere. He was standing in puddle of it, there were trails of it leading from the elevator doors on the wall and the floor. He was even throwing it up. I still don't know how much he lost but I am pretty sure he lost more than half. Why didn't you know about this Homare! He was supposed to be with you the whole damn time, and yet when he came through the elevator, you weren't anywhere near the building. What happened? Where have you been? Why did Ayase get hurt like this!" Kanou was yelling fairly loud and Misao walked over to him.

"Shachou..." He said quietly.

"Boss," Homare started. " What happened today was entirely my fault...Please forgive me. But I am still not sure what is wrong with Ayase. Although I can tell you what transpired this afternoon..."

"I am waiting." Kanou glared at the wall and Homare stood up.

"When I was escorting Ayase home, he wanted to go to the convenience store, I believe he was going to make a special dinner for you tonight, but he bought other things as well. When we had purchased what we needed, we were about to leave, but there was a commotion around the corner in an alley way. Ayase asked me to do something about it, and he looked pretty shaken up, because there were screams being heard, though nobody but us was around, so I went to check it out. It turned out that there were three men harassing a woman. They said something about her witnessing something she shouldn't have. She was in pretty bad shape, her cloths were ripped up and there were cuts and bruises all over her body. I managed to bring all of them down except one, he got away and stabbed her side...and Ayase, he was...Oh God." He paused shocked at the conclusion he made in his head, sinking to the hospital bed and putting a hand over his face.

"What is it?" Kanou asked.

"I think I remember seeing Ayase trying to cover the woman with his body from the man with the knife...And she ended up getting stabbed, but I heard Ayase cry out as well..." He said, his voice muffled by his hand. He took a deep breath.

"Where is this woman at now. Is she awake?" Kanou questioned.

"We are still waiting to get the description of all of her injuries back. I believe she is still in surgery." Misao said as there was a knock at the door.

"Excuse me, but I am going to have to ask you two to leave Mr. Kubas' room. He needs his rest, and visiting hours are over for today." Said the nurse who entered, which happened to be the same nurse that told Kanou to go and wait in the waiting room. Kanou glared at her, annoyed at her interrupting. She shrank back.

"Is Doctor Cruizza-San in?" He asked while removing his hand from the small dent in the wall.

"Um, y-yes but she is doing surgery on a someone right now and can't be disturbed." she said tightly.

"Well, then. I will not leave this room, because my employee is currently talking with me about the possible events that landed the woman who is getting surgery done on her. You wouldn't want to interrupt something so important would you?" Kanou said seethed.

"N-no of course not sir." The nurse stuttered as another knock at the door was heard.

"Homare-Kun, correct?" The voice said on the other side of the door. "May I come in?" All eyes went to the door.

OOOOOHHHHH! WHO IS GOING TO ENTER! A NURSE!

So I realized that chapter one was like seven or eight pages long, and that chapter two was origionally eleven pages long, so I decided that it is time to cut the chapters in half from now on, lol. So instead of eleven pages it is about five...

*Kanou* "Work addict."

*Reiketsu* "You're one to talk, you Ayase sex addict!"

*Ayase* "A-ano...It is unhealthy to argue..." ['-']'