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Part Twelve: Despoil

Tsumori walks down to the elevator after he finishes his shift. Instead of pressing first floor he decided to press the fourth floor. Reason for this action is quite simple. He wants to see Hiroki who Nowaki antagonistically stated to stay away from his "Hiro-san". Tsumori just smirk while muttering "bullshit" as he waited in the elevator. The door finally opens and sees a nurse at the reception desk and an empty white hall with dark chocolate chairs close by the desk and some fancy looking pot with plants. The nurse looks up from her computer and raises her eyebrows in surprise. Tsumori was still wearing his coat with his id tag on so the nurse suspects that he is still on duty.

"What can I do for you Doctor?"

"Which room is Kamijou Hiroki staying at?"

She points to the door at the left end of the hall and went back to work. Tsumori casually walks over to the room the nurse pointed to and without knocking enters. In the white dreary silent room he sees a man in bed staring at the window. Tsumori closes the door behind him and smiles.

'A loner who does not like to be disrupted. He says he is perfectly happily to be left alone but that is a lie. You crave for someone. Someone to love, to laugh and to cry together.'

"It is really quiet in here isn't Hiroki?"

The long hair brunette turns to the unrecognizable voice.

"Who are you?" Hiroki ask quietly

Tsumori sat on the chair next to Hiroki's bed and glaze at him like if he was love struck. This made Hiroki feel a bit insecure with the unknown gentleman in the room.

"You don't remember me? What a shame. I'm Tsumori Yuudai."

Hiroki rolled his eyes and turn back to his attention to the window. Tsumori silently watches him from where he sitting happily. Minutes past and Tsumori seem to grow bored of the quiet surroundings. He wants to hear Hiroki's voice.

"So, how does it feel to be finally awake? Exciting eh?"

The patient reply without turning around. "Mind-numbing actually. Nothing to do all day but sit and stare."

"Hey, you have me to talk to!"

"I don't know you; well remember if you want to put it that way. So I have no clue about what your interests lay."

"Then ask me."

Hiroki turns around and looks at the man confuse.

"How old are you?"

"35."

Hiroki begins running his fingers through his long hair. He makes a ladder climbing motion with his hands through his hair as a brush. Tsumori took note on how cute Hiroki looked.

"I see you wearing a lab coat. You work here?"

"Yeah, I'm a Pediatrician. I work with Kusama."

Tsumori notice Hiroki glaring at him.

"You work with that sick asshole?"

At that moment Tsumori wanted to laugh but he tries to keep it in. He took in a deep breath and resumes the conversation.

"Ah, yes… why such a language to Kusama?"

"Er, well he harassed me yesterday and today. Saying that he's my boyfriend and shit like that."

Tsumori grin at what may be his only chance to change the fate of Hiroki's heart. He might be able to claim his heart and steal what is rightfully his. It's not exactly cheating if Hiroki has no clue on either of the two men. It was time to trash talk on the doctor's Kohai.

"You know, when you were dating I always wonder why? I mean I can agree to what you are saying. Nowaki is such a scum and you deserve better than that."

"A scum, what makes you say that?"

"He's not trustworthy. He deceives you into thinking he is man with pure heart but that is total bull crap. I'm actually glad you lost all that memory of him. Not after what he did to you."

Hiroki was all ears at this point. He is craving to hear more of the background story with Tsumori .

"What happen?"

Tsumori turns away and quietly replies.

"He traumatizes you unbearably. He turns you into his sex slave and you were too scared to go to tell somebody about this."

By this point Hiroki is horrified. Tsumori continues on with his story.

"You think you look all messed up with those scars and bruises. Well you should have seen yourself back then. Bloodshot eyes, bruised up body, pale as snow. It was ugly. I can remember it clearly. I think Kusama was in that SM type of thing and he locks you his apartment when he goes out to work. I don't know how you survive that but I'm glad you are starting fresh now."

Hiroki embrace his knees and smother his face into his knees.

'Shy and innocent but petrified and restless. You hide in a corner so no one may enter your full coated shield. Sadly but true there is a small crack. Sooner or later you will snap completely and run to me.'

"What was I thinking back then?"

Tsumori stood up from the chair and sat next to Hiroki a bit too close. He rubs the smaller man's back in a sign that he comprehends to Hiroki's fake past life that he made up.

"I think you had something called Stockholm syndrome." Hiroki looks up and tilt his head.

"What is that?"

"It is when a victom express this type of emotion to their captor. An empathy sensation which soon turns to love. I think you are… well was suffering from this condition."

The brunette nodded and turns his gleaming honey coated eyes to Tsumori. He swore he skips not one but two beats.

'His eyes, they shine like stars but the color reminds me of honey. Sweet and smooth but sticky and messy.It sticks you into sweet goodness. Just like her eyes.'

"How did you know?"Hiroki said in a smooth but rough tone.

"I found out after seeing you during about 2 years ago on Christmas Eve waiting for him. You look depress and exhausted. I ended up being suspicious after talking to you and did research. We became friends and I tried to save you but that condition you had kept you from going into a better life."

Hiroki slowly turned away and sighs in frustration. "Wow… um Thank you… for doing that Tsumori-san."

Tsumori brush Hiroki's hair that was in his face and place it behind Hiroki's ear.

'His hair, feels so much like her. The texture, the color, the smell and the thickness'

He whispers to Hiroki's delicate ears.

"You don't have to be with him anymore. You have all the right in the world to leave him of what is left in your relationship with Kusama."

"I know but…"

'That stunning thick strong voice. It can be a pain in the ass when he yells but once he softens up his voice can sound like a lovely melody.'

Tsumori stood up and smile at this miracle in front of his very own eyes. "Hey, if you want you can always come and stay at my place once you are cleared. Just until you can get your life back in place."

Hiroki shook his head and nervously laughed. "Ah, that is a generous offer but really? I don't think I should be intruding into your life."

Tsumori walks to the door and turns to Hiroki one last time for the night.

"Why not? I have zero love life. I'm single and all I think is work. If you want, you could stay at my place forever."

With that the doctor left leaving Hiroki more confuse and starting to feel a bit more depress. What was he doing in his life and what the hell happen? Was his supposedly relationship with Nowaki all but just a fluke. While he feels Tsumori's words are true at the same time he feels a bit suspicious. Was Nowaki really a mendacious tyrant or was Tsumori playing with him with words. All the information he has just obtain from the two days he was awake just bewilder the hell out of him. How Akihiko has a boyfriend. Nowaki was supposed to be his boyfriend. Tsumori suppose to be Hiroki's friend and help him out of the supposedly sick relationship he has with Nowaki. He does not know what to belive anymore. Maybe he should have stayed asleep and never wake up.

"I don't want to face reality now. " Hiroki whispers to himself.

A/N: Had trouble coming up with Tsumori's first name. I Google names for him but non of them sound good for this mischievous evil man. So I went with Yuudai even tho it means "Great Hero". How ironic.