Chapter 27: A piece rocks the day

The young intern's mind just blocked. She had no idea what to do. Kyoya's aunt was in surgery at the moment and she [the intern] wasn't really familiar with that kind of events since she was new.

"C'mon, do something!" Madoka yelled at her.

"What stops VT and calms down the heart?" she mumbled for herself, breathing deeply.

"Do something!" Madoka insisted.

"Shut up! I'm trying! I can't think if you don't shut up!"

She yelled to the nurse: "Give him... Ah, forget, don't give him anything, just... Forget!"

She walked towards Kyoya and started to massage his pulse point gently with her thumb. "What the f*ck are you doing?" Madoka protested angrily.

The EKG's twisted U shapes slowly came back to the normal ones. The girl panted in relief. "Okay... Okay..."

"You're good." Kyoya panted. "You're a piece of ass."

The intern just laughed gleefully.

"Now I'm closing up the wound..." the senior resident announced, then looked up at Daisuke. "Wanna do it, Daisuke?"

It kinda surprised him, but he nodded his head. "Yes, sir, of course."

He took the needle with the thread and started to sew Hikaru's wound carefully.

"Nice work," the resident remarked while analyzing the suture, "...dr. Tategami." he completed after he lifted up his gaze to him.

The fact that he called him 'doctor' Tategami surprised Daisuke, but he kept working on the suture. No one called him 'doctor' before, since he is intern. Actually, he was in his third year of residency, but he wasn't a resident yet. He was just a... silly intern for people attending him.

A few hours later

Hikaru quickly opened her eyes at a loud and strange sound. At seeing the white ceiling, she remembered about what happened. She looked around – there was Kenta sitting besides her bed, looking at her with a bored expression.

"A-Am I-I d-dead?" Hikaru mumbled, frightened of what Kenta could answer. He shook his head vaguely and muttered with boredom:

"No, you're not. The doctors said that, with a touch of luck, you'll have a long and good life."

She sighed briefly, irritated. "Oh, fool!" Hikaru blurted even more bored than Kenta.

Benkei's POV

Madoka smiles sedately at me and crosses her arm around my neck. "You that I love you very much, Benkei?" she asks dizzily. I gulp. "Let's go and have a drink... Wanna come with me?" she whispers seductively. I never understood her problem. I think it's about Gingka and Kyoya. I mean, she never makes up her mind. But, since Kyoya loves Hikaru, I think... she'll be with Gingka? Ah, damn, I'm not good at thingies like this. But I don't understand why girls always come to me! I mean, Hikaru was... broken down because of Kyoya, right? That's what she told me. So, what's Madoka's problem?

"Oh, no..." I cry, losing my hope.

"Oh, yes!" Madoka sighs in defeat, an evil smirk growing on her mouth.

"Why don't you go and see Hikaru?" I try to keep her apart, but she's attached by me like a magnet. Maybe I am good looking? Or what's her problem?

Madoka laughs in amusement. "That bitch! She doesn't deserve even the luxury of pronouncing her name."

"You're a freak, you knew it?" I try to insult her, even if I know it won't have any result.

"I won't mind if you call me so," she replies without getting upset or mad at me, "But... you're the freak!" she contradicts with me amusedly, fulfilling my expectations.

Kenta's POV

Okay... Mm... I don't understand. Why am I with Hikaru? We never were close or something... But she doesn't have family? If I would be in coma, my sisters and my mother would come to see me. Oh, my sisters... Heh. I have four sisters. Oh, no, no... five. No, six! Yep, six! Yeah, I have six sisters and... nothing more. Yeah, six girls and a boy. Ew...

Um... Yeah, one of them told me that she saves money to buy a town. Or a country. She said that she would like to buy Singapore. I dunno if Singapore is a town or a country, but my sister is weird.

Sometimes I'm afraid that I could be weird, too.

Just the fact that I am staying with Hikaru makes me weird, I know.

End of Kenta's POV

At least two months later

"Hi, Angel..." Madoka saluted with a tired smile and sat down on a chair at the counter, letting her bag on the next chair. Angel smiled back to her.

"Hi, Madoka... How can I help you tonight?" he asked cheerfully, trying to cover the loud music that could be heard on the background.

"Mojito, please."

Angel seemed to be surprised by Madoka's ask. "Mojito? What happened so good that you want a Mojito?"

She chuckled. "My best friend was on a date with the guy I have a crush on. I think he's driving her home just now." she explained, without being sad or even without letting her smile fade away.

"Oh, sorry, Madoka..."

"No problem. I learnt that life is an ugly b*tch."

Madoka's gaze suddenly rested on someone at the counter who was sitting a few chair away from her. Kyoya's cousin, of course. He was drinking some beer, alone. Madoka stared confusedly but walked towards him and sat down next to him. Daisuke recognized her.

"Hey, you're not... Madoka, that girl?" he asked tiredly. You could conclude that he was totally broken down and tired.

"Hey, what happened?" she asked coldly but friendly. He shook his head.

"Nothing." he mumbled without even looking at her.

"Tell me." she insisted. He sighed briefly.

"Today... I saved a life. There was a guy at the ER which I intubated before the doctors came to resuscitate him. If I would have waited, then... he would have died. But my girlfriend thinks it's nothing. She thinks saving a life is ordinary. If I'd tell you that..." he started quietly, "...my girlfriend broke up me because I leave home at 4 a.m. and come back at night... and on my easy days I work 15 hours per day... If I'd tell you that she threw me out of the house... and now I'll sleep at the hospital, at the ER, probably... If I'd tell you that... she's dating another guy right now... If I'd tell you this... I'd suffer a severe breakdown. And..." He sighed. "I don't have time for this."

Madoka thought, her lips curving a little. "Hey... I have an idea."

"Thanks, Kyoya, it was great!" Hikaru exclaimed.

"Hey, I knew you know to have fun." Kyoya replied seductively. She smiled again. "Hey, I can't see your scar." he remarked on a confused tone, trying to find something on Hikaru's neck.

"Oh, that scar... I heard that your cousin sutured my wound. I guess because he's not an amateur, right?"

He smiled, as well. "I guess so..."

"Hey, don't worry... I'm fine. Good night." she assured, then took some steps behind.

"Good night. Hey, can you wait a moment?"

She smiled and nodded. "Sure. You wanted to say something?"

He smirked. "Say something? Damn. Yeah, I wanted to say something... I wanted to say that..."

All in a swift movement he placed both of his hand on her cheeks and reached for her lips. As an impulse, she shut her eyes tightly.

"Hey, Gingka." Madoka saluted. Gingka, who was sitting down on the bench in front of the bar, sighed.

"You can humiliate me. I know, I suck as a friend, I suck as a boyfriend, I suck as everything, so you can humiliate me."

Madoka curved her lips. "I hope tomorrow's gonna be better." she sighed. "But, still... I strongly believe you will take back all you said before pretty soon."

"What do you mean?" he muttered, resulting her to shrug.

"That's just what I'm sayin'." she sighed again, then smiled.

"I know I can't have both." Gingka sighed, too. Madoka approved. Then, from the bar got out Daisuke, holding a jacket.

"Oh, Madoka... You forgot this. Let's go." he said, then helped her to put her jacket on. Madoka looked at Gingka and shrugged, saying:

"I told you you'll take back all you said."

Afterwards she and Kyoya's cousin go... well, I don't even know where.