(A/N: Yaaay, quick update! :D Next chappie might be out later tonight if I don't fall asleep over my keyboard soon, or tommorow! I would think tommorow or the day after that. I have a 'That could happend...' idea, but I'm not sure xD be patient, I would like some reviews! :D / Your very beloved, Nyuu-chan (At least I hope so! o.o)

Chapter 2

Beep...beep...beep

Slowly Ryuichi opened his eyes and scanned his surroundings.

Beep...beep...beep

The room was white, way to white to be trusted as safe. A strong smell of hospital lingered in the air and he frowned.

Beep..beep..beep

His breathing sped up and he blinked a few times, his head was spinning and he had began to feel nauseus. Why was he in a hospital?

Beep..Beep..Beep

Where is...Touma? I need to speak with him...Something is off here...Why does it feel like I can't...smile?

Beep.beep.beep

His right hand clutched tightly onto the sheet, his memories started to flow back into his mind. He hesistated for a moment before bringing a hand to his lips, he feared that the stiff thread would still be in place, keeping his lips sealed.

BeepBeepBeep

He released a reliefed sigh as he noticed that there was nothing there. His mouth was aching and stinging, under his slowly moving fingers he could feel the scars that the needle had created as it pierced through his lips. Why on earth had he acted like that? He had been so scared, his own mind had made him believe that he was about to die if he didn't obey that voice. It had hurt so bad...He could still feel that numbing pain of the metal spike being forced through his flesh. All he was able to create in soundway was a weak whimper and he felt tears starting to stain his pale face all over again. The constant beeping from his heartmonitor sped up even more and an alarm was activated.

What's wrong with me? My voice...Why is everything so quiet? Kuma-chan? Kumagoro!?

A group of doctors with Touma in tow came into the room, one of the nurses forced a sedative in his IV and the beeping soon ceased a little, he felt warm and he relaxed again. His confusion and tears wasn't stopped by the oh-so-wonderful morphine though, he looked over at Touma with a helpless face. Touma pushed the doctors aside and hugged his friend tightly.

"What did you do to yourself...Why did you do that to yourself?!" The keyboardist demanded and gave the brunette a kiss on the forehead, motioning for the doctors to leave. Ryuichi just stared at his own knees, unwilling and unable to speak. He wouldn't answer even if he knew. The fear of feeling the cotton thread tearing and stretching his lips whenever he tried to speak was to great, he grinded his teeth together to keep his lips closed. "Ryou...talk to me...please?" Touma pleaded and continued to touch the crying singers face. Ryuichi was still carressing his scars with the tip of his finger, Touma could see how scared he were. He pulled the singer into another warm hug, this time he layed down beside him, wrapping the brunettes shaking shoulder with his arms. "Are you scared that the...the stitches will hurt your mouth again? Does it feel like they are still there?" A few quick nods against his chest made him frown. "I'll let you sleep, just nod or shake your head to answer this question..." Ryuichi pulled back enough to shyly look up at Toumas face, his brown bangs covering his teary eyes a little. "Did...Kumagoro tell you to do this? In your head?" After a few more silent moments, Ryuichi nodded furiously again, cuddling closer to his friend. He was whimpering slightly behind closed lips and he stained Toumas shirt with fresh tears.

When Touma finally decided to try and get out of bed and go sleep at the sofa in the room, he slowly tried to release Ryuichis deathgrip on his shirt. He sat at the edge of the bed and was about to get up when he heard sobbing. A hand fumbled around in the air behind him and grabbed a hold on the back of his shirt. He smiled sadly at Ryuichis confused and heartbreaking face and he went back to lay down. Ryuichi made a pleased noise at the warmth that came back and emmidietly snuggled up against his chest again, his hands fisted on Toumas already wrinkled shirt.

"I suppose you don't want to be alone, Ryou-chan...I won't leave you, I promise..." The blonde whispered before closing his aquamarine coloured eyes, slowly falling asleep next to the happily snoring singer.