Title: Brothers in poison.
Author: MissingNeurotic
Summery: I've hit writers block hard so i'll work on another story for now. Godai and Ishigaki are both tired of being stepped on. Finding so much in common in each other, they plan together to do the unthinkable. Will they go through with it, or back out? Part songfic, suicide attempt YakoXGodai
Chapter 3: To live (Songfic Section)
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Yako sat in the Waiting room. Godai was in the ICU, as well as Ishigaki.
Sasazuka entered and sat next to Yako. She gave him a look. He shook his head.
"I dunno..." He sighed. He didn't know why they had done it. He didn't know if they would make it.
A nurse came out from the ICU section, the same nurse which had run with Godai and Ishigaki as they were rushed in. Yako jumped up, having her wrist grabbed by Sasazuka. She hand on fist at her chest, over her heart. She looked expectantly at the nurse. She bit her lip.
The nurse gave a sad smile and nodded. "We believe they're going to make it. One is in the ICU, the Other is in a room of the quarintine area."
"Which one is in the quarintine area?" Sasazuka asked, the nurse flipping through the papers on her clipboard.
"Ishigaki Shun." she said, walking off. Sasazuka looked to Yako, who looked like she was about to cry. He stood up and placed a hand on her shoulder. "He'll be okay." He reassured before walking off.
Yako frowned and started to cry. She couldn't believe Neuro didn't help. He could've gotten them there earlier. He still should have had a place in mind. She started to walk to the ICU area. Pushing open the doors she looked at the names beside each door number.
102
Godai Shinobu
Yako frowned a bit and slowly pushed the door open.
Godai lay in the bed. Eyes closed, a breathing mask over his mouth which was curved into a frown, and skin pale enough to be two shades from the color of paper. The only sound was the steady 'beep. beep.' of the heart monitor. An I.V. was next to his bed, feeding into his left arm, in the inner side of his elbow. She went to his bed, standing next to it. She wiped some sweat off his forehead,
"Oh Godai." She said, voice a whisper. She frowned and pulled up a nearby chair. Sitting down, she slid a hand under his, holding it lightly.
The I.V. and, you're hospital bed.
This was no accident,
This is a therapudic chain of events...
She sniffled, the hospital smell assaulting her nose.
Sasazuka looked at Ishigaki from behind a glass window, sighing. The smell of hospital was all around him, making him even more sad.
This is the scent of dead skin on a lenolium floor.
This is the quarintine wings in a hospital.
Yako hated how Godai looked right now. Sickly, pale, weak, frail. All the things he wasn't.
It's not so pleasent and it's not so conventional,
it sure as hell ain't normal but
we deal, we deal.
Godai's face suddenly twisted into a face of utter pain. He groaned and writhed. Yako gasped lightly and gently squeenzed his hand. Godai's face relaxed, the only thing left was his heavy breathing. Apparrently whatever was suppose to numb the pain wasn't working, or was never used.
The anesthetic never set in,
and i'm wondering where,
the apathy and urgency is that i thought i phoned in.
It's not so pleasent and it's not so conventional,
it sure as hell ain't normal but
we deal, we deal.
Godai suddenly jerked his head to the right, his hands flying up to his chest and gripping at the hospital shirt like it was his last link to life. The heart monitor started to beep wildly. He gasped for air. Yako screamed, calling a nurse's attention. She was quickly ushered out of the room.
Just sit back, just sit back
Just sit back and relax
Just sit back, just sit back
Just sit back and relapse again.
Sasazuka was out in that same hall, looking for her. When he heard the wild beeping and saw Yako being ushered out of a room screaming, he ran to her. Reaching her, he hugged her against his chest, covering her ears in an attempt to drown out the sounds of chaos.
Yako cried. How could this happen to Godai. He was a fighter, never giving up, always ready to pick up a lead pipe and bashed someone in the head, whether it be a kid who accidently found a gun or an old lady with a blade in her cane, or anything inbetween. He wasn't one who could be tamed, that is, unless the de-claw the dog. A painful thing to do, and nearly impossible thing to do.
Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit back.
He was always the one who stuck out, besides Neuro. He had peircings and had those hostile eyes that could make you scream 'OH, SHIT!' and run. Although he didn't know it, he really stuck out. He was like a time bomb with sparkles and glitter on it. Pretty, and then boom, your dead.
You're a regular decorated emergency,
You're a regular decorated emergency.
Neither of them could erase any memory from his whole ordeal. The sights, the stress, the scent of the hospital, the condition of their friends.
This is the scent of dead skin on a lenolium floor.
This is the scent of quarintine wings in a hospital.
It's not so pleasent and it's not so conventional,
it sure as hell ain't normal but
we deal, we deal.
The anesthetic never set in,
and i'm wondering where,
the apathy and urgency is that i thought i phoned in.
It's not so pleasent and it's not so conventional,
it sure as hell ain't normal but
we deal, we deal.
The heart monitor in the room started to slow down. Going back to a normal, calm, heart rate. Sasazuka sighed, taking his hands from Yako's ears. She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. The nurses came out and nodded to him. In ressponse he nodded to Yako who immediately went back into the room.
Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit back
Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse
Sit back, sit back, ba ba bada
Godai looked pretty much the same, except that he had a cloth on his forehead, and the top two buttons of the hospital shirt were unbuttoned.
You can take the kid out of the fight.
She looked closer at him. There were dark spots on his skin, bruises from where they had struggled over the poisoned drink, in which she finally won by shoving him over. She frowned, feeling guilty. Sasazuka came in after her.
"He'll be okay." He said, setting a hand on her shoulder. She sniffled.
You're a regular decorated emergency
The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake
You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame
The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again.
Sasazuka frowned, walking out. Maybe she just needed some time alone. With him. As he came out there were people, telling them to clear the halls. He backed to the side, but choked as the gurney that came by had a person laid upon it.
"Ishigaki...!" He said, as the gurney rolled by, the followed after it, even if at a slow walking pace.
You're a regular decorated emergency
The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake
You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame
The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again.
Yako sat in the same chair, hands in her lap, staring at his face. Serene in that saddening way. If it wasn't for everything hooked up to him and the heart monitor, she could have easily thought he had died. She choked a bit and sniffled as the word 'died' came to mind.
Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax
Sit back, relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight
take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit back
Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse
Sit back, sit back, ba ba bada.
She sniffled, one hand yet again, grasping his. His hands were cold and pale. It made her want to cry, just looking at it. "Godai. Hang in there." She whimpered, tears running down her face. She tried hard to keep a calm face.
You can take the kid out of the fight
She put her head down on the side of the bed, the sheets being wettened with her tears. She raised her hand for a moment, looking up at his peaceful face. She wished he was awake. She wished with all her might.
The I.V. and your hospital bed
This was no accident
This was a therapeutic chain of events...
She sobbed against the bed, hoping it would drown out the sound of her misery. She squeezed his hand lightly. She gasped, her eyes wide. The hand twitched, and slowly squeezed back. It squeeze back very lightly. She almost didn't feel it. She quickly looked up.
"G-Godai!!" She wailed. Godai's eyes were open, barely open, but they were open nonetheless. "You're awake!" She sniffled.
"Y...Yea...ah..." He said, in a whisper. His voice was horse, but you could hear and understand him.
"I'm so glad." She said, scooting forewards a bit, laying her head on his chest, looking up at him.
"Re...really..." He breathed, his mouth in a frown. Yako smiled lightly.
"Yes. Godai-kun?" She asked, closing her eyes, happy that he was still warm with life.
"Mm." He grunted, but that was probably the best he could do at the moment. His eyes opened a bit more, as if more life was returning to hm.
"Gomen. I never realized until a while ago." She started. Godai's lips parted a bit, apparrently he was confused. "I never realized how pushed around you were... How forced you were... I never wanted you to feel like that."
"Oh?" He looked down at her, his eyes dark, as if he didn't believe her.
"No. Gomen, i didn't mean for you to feel to bad." She said, opening her eyes. Being on the right side of his bed, and that the fact the top two buttons were unbuttoned, she could see the bandaged stab wound. She frowned a bit before her smile returned. "Does it hurt?" Godai noticed she was looking at his shoulder and shifted a bit. He winced as he shifted. Yako quickly lifted her head and grabbed his hand again. "you shouldn't do that...!" She said, worried. Godai looked at her for a moment but then looked away.
"You... Should... n't have co... me..." He rasped out, his eyes narrowing again.
"You shouldn't have tried something like that...!" she yelled before putting a hand to her mouth, scolding herself for saying before thinking. Godai turned to her again.
"It was... my deci... sion, and... Ishigaki's decision."
"It was also my decision to come and save you."
"From wha... t...?"
"Yourself." Yako said, finishing off the small arguement with one single word. Godai looked away, closing his eyes.
"You still... shouldn't have."
"Well i did."
"I wish... you didn't...!"
"I wanted to!"
"I didn't... want you... to...!"
"Too bad!"
"Why!?"
"Because i love you!!"
Godai and Yako stared at one another. He had since snapped to her, his eyes wide. She had jumped up, let go of his hand, and currently had her hand to her mouth, cupping her mouth. Godai shifted uncomfortably, blushing at bit. Yako turned a deep red color, she took a step back. The only sounds in the room were the heart monitor and Godai's heavy breathing.
"Guess this is a bad time..." Yako turned and saw Sasazuka slipping out of the door. She turned to Godai.
"Uhm... Ah... Er... I'm gonna... come back tommorrow, okay?" She quickly slipped out the door also.
"M-Matte!" Godai called out, not getting any answer. He sighed, putting his head back on the pillow and closing his eyes. He was already exhausted, and his throat hurt like a bitch.
At last.
He found what he was looking for.
Someone who cared.
He smiled a faint smile before letting his expression become one of blissful, yet a but painful, sleep.
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Sasazuka walked calmly down the hall, turning into another ICU room.
"Hn." He grunted, coming into the room. Ishigaki turned his head from the bed in the room.
"Sempai..."He breathed weakly. Sasazuka gave him a look and Ishigaki shut his mouth, quickly. Sasazuka sat in the seat near the bed, legs crossed, arms cross, staring expectantly at him.
"Sem-"
"Shh." Ishigaki's words were cut off by his superior's shushing.
The room was silent. Ishigaki was uncomfortable with this silence, and surprisingly, Sasazuka looking extremely comfortable with it. Okay, okay. Not too surprising.
"Sempai..." He sighed, looking sadly to him. Sasazuka had been looking at the floor but his eyes glided up to him, face towards the floor. It loooked pretty funny, although this was no time to laugh.
"Why?" Sasazuka asked in a bland voice. Ishigaki looked down at his hands, which were on top of the other, over his stomach.
"Because... I'm not worth listening to, or being acknowledged."
"Ishigaki."
"I'm not even worth keeping around."
Sasazuka stood up and waved his hand in front of his face. "Ishigaki."
"My stuff is always broken because no one cares about anything of mine."
"Ne e! Ne e! Ishigaki!" Sasazuka sighed.
"I'm always smacked around and everyone ma-" Ishigaki yelped and put his hand to his cheek. "Ah... H-Hai...?"
Sasazuka's hand was raised just to the right of ishigaki's head. He had slapped him. He sighed again. Sasazuka leaned over him.
"I don't listen because i'm busy or want you to be more independant. I don't aknowledge you so you can maybe wander away and do your own work." He leaned in closer. "I send you off on errands so you don't sit around being bored and get some exercise." He sat back down. "I break your things so you can stop doing such childish things and grow up. People smack you around so you can become disiplined and move up in the world."
"Sem-"
"You can't stay a child forever." Sasazuka gave him an intense glance.
"..." Ishigaki looked down. "Gomen."
"I don't want your 'Gomen'." He sighed. "I want you to get your job back." He said, giving the smallest of smiles before leaving. "Well, i'll visit tommorrow." He said, waving, then leaving.
Ishigaki smiled. He understood why they did the things they did.
To help him.
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Okay,
now THIS chapter was terrible
It was out of character
lame
and all around fail
i'm not even joking x.x
But i shall be strong! Wallowing in chronic depression never did anyone good! Bwahahahahaha! ...ha...
Now i sound egotistical... x.x
But reveiw,
i myself hate this chapter,
but writing is all about the readers!