I'm so glad to know that people like my story! And sorry it took me so long to update, I was torn between whether or not I wanted to kill Ayame. I feel mean for making you all wait this long, so here is a cookie for everyone. *Hands out cookies*

On with the story!

They were not allowed to stay long, for security finally showed up and began to escort them out of there. Yuki looked like he was about to put up another struggle, but Haru gently took him by the shoulders and lead him out. Yuki didn't want to go. He wanted to stay with he didn't know if he could bear to watch him like this any longer. Still, silent, and broken. He would have to be content with the fact that he got to see him at all, and that the docters were working on him, He looked back over his shoulder at the figure on the operating table, and tears stung his eyes.

"Ayame," he said out loud, calling to his older brother as he got further and further away from him. "Nii-san, I'll be waiting!" His voice sounded choked up and Haru squeezed his shoulders in comfort. He walked silently down the hallway, Tohru, Kyo, and Haru following behind him. Tohru, trying to break the tension, asked, "Yuki-kun, are you hungry? They have a cafeteria downstairs, and I could go get you something."

Yuki wasn't hungry, but he nodded silently. Tohru smiled, glad that he was going to eat, and started off in the opposite direction of his room, which he and Haru went into alone, because Kyo had decided to go with Tohru.

Yuki climbed into his bed again, and Haru took a seat next to his bed. Yuki looked at him and said, "Haru..."

Haru cocked his head and waited for a moment, letting Yuki finish his own sentence if he could. But Yuki didn't seem able too, so Haru said, "Yeah?"

"Do you think...do you think he's...he's gonna make it?"

Haru sighed, wishing Yuki hadn't picked such an impossible question to ask. He could either say yes, then pray to God Ayame made it, or say no, and make Yuki even more depressed. So he didn't answer. He just leaned forward and pulled Yuki into a hug.

Yuki looked around. He couldn't see anything. Black to his left, and black to his right. Black up, black down. Black infront and behind him.

"Hello!" he shouted, his voice echoing around him like a hollow cave. "Is anybody here?"

There was no answer.

He listened hard, trying to hear anything that would prove to him he wasn't alone in this darkness. But there wasn't a sound. No noise. He was alone in the darkness. The darkness that had been with him since he was very young. Maybe even since he was born.

The Darkness...

Darkness...

Dark...

Da-

"Yuki-kun!"

Yuki turned in the direction of the sound, relieved that someone else was in there with him. It was Ayame. He was standing not far from him, his hand out.

"Yuki, come with me."

Yuki tried to go to him, but his legs didn't move, wouldn't move, no matter how hard he tried to make them. Ayame was still standing there, still waiting for him, his hand out. He smiled a sweet smile that almost covered the tears that had not quite made it down his face.

"Please, Yuki. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what we did when we were young. Please, take my hand. Please."

Yuki tried to open his mouth, tried to tell tell his brother that he couldn't move, but his mouth didn't open. Nothing was listening to him. So Yuki just stared at his older brother, a blank expression on his face. The only thing it closely looked like he was feeling was contempt.

A tear had begun to slide down Ayame's face. "Yuki...you don't have to stay in the dark forever."

And Yuki understood. That Ayame had been trying to save him from the dark for a long time now. And he had ignored him. Like his body was forcing him to do now. Even though he wanted to go.

Nii-san. Nii-san. Ayame.

"Yuki-kun!"

Yuki's eyes snapped open and he looked around for the source of the voice. It was Tohru. She was looking down at him anxiously and Yuki was immediately about to ask her about Ayame, but before he could he was interrupted by an unfimiliar female voice.

"Sohma-kun. I'm your doctor, Azako Utsuho."

Yuki didn't care about his doctor. He cared about Ayame.

"Is Ayame okay?" he asked, and he, Tohru, Kyo, and Haru all closely observed her facial reactions. If she smiled, Ayame was okay. If she did anything else, he wouldn't be. Utsuho-san stared at them.

Then she sighed...and then she shook her head.

Tohru burst into tears and Kyo tried to comfort her. Haru immediately looked to Yuki, to see how he had reacted, to make sure he was okay. But Yuki just was staring straight ahead. He didn't move. Didn't talk. Didn't even cry. He just kept staring straight ahead.

"Is he still alive?" Haru asked and the doctor nodded sadly.

"Not for long. If you want to see him, you must go now."

Tohru nodded and Kyo asked for Ayame's room number. Then he lead her in the direction they had to go.

Haru looked at his older cousin. "Yuki..." he said softly, his heart breaking again for him. Yuki waited till Kyo and Tohru were out of the room, then slid of his bed. He followed behind Haru, who instinctevely grabbed his hand, hoping to comfort him. Yuki didn't protest. He didn't do much at all except follow behind until they got to the room Ayame was in.

Haru let go of his hand and pushed gently in the direction of the bed. Kyo and Tohru were already there, standing by his bedside. Yuki went to the other and looked down at his brother who-bless his soul- mustered up all his strength to smile.

"Look at who came to see me. Three princes and a princess."

"A-Ayame..." Tohru sobbed, and Ayame reached out and grabbed her hand. "It's alright pretty princess. Its gonna be okay."

"How can you say that?" Kyo asked, looking at the ground. "Your gonna die."

Ayame smiled softly at him. "You too, Kyon. Don't be sad."

Kyo was silent again and didn't meet Ayame's eyes.

Yuki hadn't said anything yet. He had just stared at his brother as he talked. But now he spoke up.

"A-Ayame." he whispered, and Ayame turned his head to him and his eyes softened and he looked crushed at Yuki's positevely devestated face.

"Yuki." he said softly, grabbing his younger brother's hand, and squeezing it softly. Yuki clenched his teeth together for a moment, then opened his mouth like he was about to say something. Then he squeezed his eyes shut tight, and shut his mouth again.

"Yuki." Ayame said again, urging his brother to look at him. But Yuki didn't open his eyes, only shook his head from side to side. Tohru let out a little sob, and Kyo began to slowly lead her out of the room. This moment was for Yuki and Ayame. Not them. And he knew how Yuki felt, to watch someone one die right in front of you. And to think its your fault.

How was he supposed to hate the damn rat now?

Haru followed behind them quietly.

When Yuki still didn't look at him, Ayame grabbed his younger brother's hand with both of his. "Yuki. Look at me."

Yuki opened his eyes, the beautiful silver orbs filled with tears. He opened his mouth to speak again, then collapsed onto the ground, crying. "Ayame. Ayame, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." His crying began to get heavier. "It's all my fault, I'm sorry!"

Ayame looked appalled and said forcefully, "Yuki, you look at me. Right now."

Yuki slowly raised his head. Ayame met his eyes.

"This is not your fault. Do you understand me?"

Yuki shook his head again, then sobbed. "You've been trying to save me. You've been holding your hand out to me all this time! And I ignored you!"

"That's my fault Yuki, because of how I acted when we were younger. It was stupid of me to expect you to just accept me after I...after I ignored you when you needed me most."

Yuki stood up on trembling feet and hugged his brother as hard as he dared. "Nii-san. I love you."

Ayame's eyes widened, and then his face softened. He quickly held back the tears that had come to his eyes, Yuki could never see them. "Yuki, I love you too. You'll be okay." he assured him, hugging his brother back as hard as he could. "You've always known how to take care of yourself. You've always been in the dark. But Yuki..."

Yuki pulled back to look his brother in the face and waited for his brother to finish, his heart clenched painfully in his chest. This was his fault. He was sure of it. No matter what Ayame said, he knew it was.

Ayame lifted a hand and put it softly on Yuki's chest. "You don't have to stay in the dark forever."

And then the soft beep that had been monitoring his heart beat...stopped.

Yuki gasped and said, "Ayame? Ayame!"

When he didn't answer Yuki grabbed him by the shoulders and begin to shake him. "Ayame! Wake up! Please, wake up!"

Tears flooded down his face and he began to sob uncontrolably, throwing himself onto his brother's limp form, holding tight, as if trying to hold his soul inside his body.

"Don't leave me alone!" he sobbed, shaking so bad that he was afraid he was having a seizure. The door burst open and Kyo, Tohru, and Haru rushed in, doctors close behind them.

"Get out of the way!" One shouted at Yuki, and he backed up immediately. Tohru was sobbing just as hard as he was, and Kyo was staring in disbelief. Haru grabbed Yuki and pulled him against his chest, looking away from Ayame so that he wouldn't have to see it. Yuki sobbed into Haru's shoulder, holding onto him so tight it hurt, but Haru didn't say anything, only hugged him just as hard.

"Please, Ayame." Yuki choked out. "I can't survive without you."

But it was too late. He could hear the doctors trying as hard as they could. He could hear them failing. And then he couldn't hear anything.

Because the darkness had taken him once again.

Next chapter is the last chapter for sure. For surely, sure. I have no idea what I'm gonna do with it, but I'll come up with something.

Yep, I killed Ayame. *Ducks as angry Ayame fans throw various objects*

I'm sorry. I was in a tragic mood when I came up with the idea for this chapter.

Please R&R