Another round of typing fun. I'm sorry if this one isn't as good as the other. Something tells me it isn't. For some reason, I have to think about how a human would react to a certain event....
Again, I don't own Okane Ga Nai.
Kanou had forced his way into the room--the room they had said he wasn't allowed in until further notice. But, the pull of unconscious Ayase caused him to threaten destruction upon the hospital and all of its inhabitants. Police were called, but everything was sorted out by the Kuba twins.
Now, as Kanou sat at the bedside, Ayase's breath fogged up the respiratory mask he wore. They had taken some blood and settled him into the new room he would have to stay in until diagnosed.
I'll get him out of here as soon as possible, Kanou hissed in his head, his elbows on his knees while his hands held a little note Ayase had written a few days before. It was just a grocery list, but the child-like blonde had doodled all over it; little hearts and stars decorated the edges and numbers. He had found that so endearing, that he did the shopping to ensure no one else touched the paper.
A doctor in that traditional white coat walked into the room, holding a clipboard.
"This is Ayase?" The male doctor asked, looking down at the papers, taking one and curling it over the back to read the next paper.
Kanou nodded, turning his scowl on the doctor, who seemed to not notice the malicious stare. "Don't get any ideas."
--Ayase--
He stood, silent, in that bright white room. It really wasn't even a room.... Just blinding space that you could walk endlessly into. You could turn and be running up a wall and not even notice.
"Kanou...." Ayase whispered. His fearful voice resounding off something that didn't exist, getting louder every time. "Where are you?"
His feet started to move, carrying him further into the nonexistence. Maybe he was getting deeper into the maze, maybe he was exiting it. Maybe he wasn't even moving.
He gulped, seeing tears distort his eyesight as he sped into a run. There's gotta be a way out.... But before he could go a few strides ahead, his leg gave out unexpectedly, hurling him into the blankness that went on forever.
Or so he thought.
With a gasp her felt hands on his legs. What...? Instead of that pure place surrounding him, there was darkness and yelling and horrible lights engraving spots into his eyes.
Uu... He sniffled, tears spilling at the sudden rush of confusion. Where is this? Why is this happening?
"1.2 billion." Ayase felt surprise crash over him as he stared down at the money piled on the floor in front of him. This was just like.... His eyes moved up, adjusting to the light, to see Kanou holding up a case.
--Kanou--
"What?" Kanou was gritting his teeth, clenching his hands to not attack the doctor that was supposed to be helping Ayase. "What do you mean you 'don't know'?"
"I'm sorry--but we've run all the possible tests. And nothing's popped up. Everything seems perfectly stable." The doctor--the seventh one so far--was searching through the papers again, as if he was afraid he had missed something.
Kanou sucked in a breath, feeling his chest tighten with anger. They aren't trying hard enough. "Look again."
"This would be the third time--"
"Again."
The doctor sighed, and then nodded, turning to take his leave. Brown eyes focused back on Ayase's unconscious form. He doubted that they were actually going to run tests again. Just look back at old data retrieved and conclude that there was nothing more they could do.
Kanou hissed, displeased. There must be something they could do.
--Ayase--
Kanou! His thoughts were ecstatic. His not-so-knightly-looking knight in shining 'armor' continued to glare, even as it was declared that the blonde was sold and Kanou had won.
Ayase found himself staring into darkness. His mind refused to allow him to think, ignoring his demands of what was happening. Due to that sudden shut-down, he couldn't move, either. Slumped, and showing no reaction to how unforgiving the temperature of this place was. The air was too cold, but the ground he sat on was too hot. As impossible as it seemed, it felt real enough.
Kanou, he thought, once again. Where are you? You're always here! He let out a sigh, and found a calming voice within him saying, All those times, remember? He always came a little late. He's probably on his way now.
Even with that brought to his attention... Th-tha...that's right... A little late, but always there. H-he must be searching for me now!
As the sense of bold certainty settled into his stomach, that painful ground turned cold, becoming soft. He sunk into the ground, yelping. A moment later, he noticed he had made the sound, and started to struggle against the devouring ground.
He fell through the floor, dropping into a pit of water. He didn't get a chance to gasp for air; just plunged straight into the shadowed liquid chasm.
--Kanou--
He sat up straight, a loud noise annoying him, as he almost slammed his fist down on an alarm clock that didn't exist.
"What the-!?" Ayase, though still, wore a very pained expression, his hands clawing the hospital bed's blanket. Kanou hesitated, bewildered, then jumped to his feet, the chair forced back with a screech before it fell back emitting multiple thuds.
The small blonde squirmed, before letting out a violent scream.
I don't know how I would end this without cliffhangers.... Very useful, and yet sometimes so annoying.