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Chapter 17

Roxas~

"Wake up!" a voice yelled.

Ah! I thought, bolting up.

I busted my head on...something halfway up. I opened my eyes to see Xion laying on the floor, her hands on her forehead.

"Owwie...why'd ya do that?" she moaned.

I rolled my eyes and got out of bed. I picked out some clothes from the closet and stared at Xion, who was still accommodating the floor.

She blushed and scurried out.

I put on my chain (not smart to sleep in that. Great way to get stabbed.) and went to breakfast.

Tifa had tried to cook again resulting in inexplicably mashed toast and burnt oranges.

Xion and I climbed into Cloud's car. The owner of said car stood in the doorway with his wife. He leaned down and kissed her, we both gagged, Cloud slid into the driver's seat.

I tapped my fingers nervously on my leg. After a few minutes, Xion put her hand on mine.

"Don't worry Roxas. Everything is going to be fine." she whispered, smiling sweetly. Making me feel a little better.

But then we arrived at the hospital.

I started to feel sick.

We walked up to the front desk. Tseng was writing on a piece of paper. Cloud opened his mouth to speak but Tseng raised his hand to keep him silent.

"Yes, I know. Lucrecia!" he called. The nurse appeared.

"Ready, Roxas?" she smiled.

I shook my head. Lucrecia laughed and began walking down the hall.

The bright white halls stretched into oblivion.

We went to the top floor like last time.

The sterile, antiseptic smell was suffocating.

Cloud and Xion had to stay in the Grey Area.

My footsteps were deafening.

I was to stay in room XIII.

Lucrecia's smile was sadistic.

I changed into the white cotton clothes. Lucrecia put her hand on my arm.

Her touch burned as if her fingers were hot irons.

I was taken to the operating room, where a young-looking docter with mousy brown hair was waiting.

He smiled "You're Roxas, right?"

No, I'm an evil clone that will take over the world. Please.

"I'm doctor Klause."

I sat down on the operating table. He explained the procedure to me.

"I'm going to cut right here," he touched the somewhat sensitive place under my right ear. "and repair the broken satellite-type nerve that sends the signal from your brain to your vocal cords. If all goes well, you should be talking by noon."

I didn't like the word 'if' in that sentence.

"Is there anything you want?" asked Lucrecia.

I nodded numbly and wrote my request.

Xion~

I tapped my fingers on the arm of the concrete chair. I was so worried. My dad wasn't much better. He paced back and forth behind a concrete sofa.

The brunette nurse-Lucrecia, I think-walked in, her red heels making loud tapping sounds as she walked.

"Xion Strife?" she asked. I nodded hard.

My dad actually stopped pacing!

"Mm...Roxas...wants you to be in the operation room. At least until he's under. Do you mind?"

"Yes! I mean um...no..I mean yes I want to!"

"Ok, this way." she lead me down the hall.

We got to the operation room. Roxas was sitting on a white padded table. A man in his early twenties stood next to a silver rack.

I walked to Roxas and took his hand, which was shaking.

"You're Xion, right?" the man-the doctor, assumably-asked.

No, I'm an alien that will destroy the universe. Please.

"Ok, Roxas I'm going to put you under, then we'll start the operation."

Roxas~

I know it's sounds weak, but I needed Xion there.

Dr. Klause told me he was going to put me under (that term is getting annoying).

He put some cold cream stuff on back of the hand Xion wasn't holding. A while later, he injected a plastic needle into the area, which was numb now.

Naturally, I flinched when he brought the needle out but tried not to show any more discomfort.

The needle was then attached to an IV. Some funny liquid started dripping into my hand.

I felt woozy and lightheaded. Suddenly, all I wanted to do was sleep.

Everything was fuzzy and random spots of color seemed to flash everywhere.

"Roxas...I...want...you...to...count backwards...from...ten..." Dr. Klause told me. His voice seemed to get really loud, then really soft. Really high, then really low.

Ten...

Xion's face came into view, she seemed worried.

Nine...

"Roxas...everything...will be...alright..."

Eight...

Wow...Xion looks really pretty...

Seven...

I wonder if she'll marry me when this is over...

Six...

Whoa...look at the ceiling...

Five...

Hehehe...hehehe...

Four...

I hope my voice sounds like Alvin. From that chipmunk movie...

Three...

OH MY GOSH THERE'S A DRAGON!

Two...

I'm sleepy...

On...zzz...

Xion~

Roxas' head fell forward, signaling he was out.

Dr. Klause took a scalpel from the silver rack. My heart started beating.

He cleaned it off with an alcohol wipe and swabbed the area of Roxas' skin as well.

He turned to me. "You can leave now, Miss Strife." I couldn't tell if he was trying to protect me or if he just wanted the annoying teen out of the room.

I shook my head. "I wanna be here when he wakes up." I told him stubbornly.

He smiled slightly, then turned back to Roxas.

I almost fainted when he sliced into Roxas' neck. Because he was asleep, there was minimal blood, but you'd feel sick too if your best friend was getting cut open by some stranger.

I told myself I would be strong and stay in the room for the full half-hour.

I only made it three minutes.

In three minutes, I was across the hall throwing up into the toilet.

I wiped my mouth off and slid down the wall. I hugged my legs to my chest, hanging my head.

"I'm sorry, Roxas. I can't do it."

X

Yes I did do two updates in a day! How's that for fast? I knew it would be bugging me if I didn't post it, so I started working on this chapter right after 16 and didn't stop (except to eat)! Um...tell me whatcha think and stuff...

Oh and none of the medical stuff in this chapter is fact. Except the IV drip part, I found that procedure on the net.