"I'm here to see Yugi Mouto." I said as I approached the hospital information desk.
"Ah yes you must be Yami I presume? May I see some form of identification?" I handed the person I presumed to be a secretary my license and she nodded before leading me down the hallway.
"Sorry for the inconvenience but I had to make sure that it was you. Now I have a few questions before I let you see him."
"That will be fine but tell me, is he okay?"
"Far from it but he is alive and awake so after you answer my questions you may see him. I trust that you have no objection to this?"
I nodded my head and the nurse led me into a small office and closed the door. The room was hardly bigger than a broom closet and had oversized furniture in the room making it feel even more crowded. The room smelled like flowers instead of the general hospital scent which I was extremely grateful for.
She went behind the desk and gestured for me to sit down. Once seated, she began her examination.
"Now Mr. Yami I need to ask you some personal questions. They must be answered to the best of your ability and then when I am satisfied you may see Yugi."
"Alright"
"Do you know what happened to Yugi?"
"I do not."
"When did you meet him?"
"I met him last year and have been keeping touch for a while. He recently turned 21, last night was his birthday, and he went to a club with his friends. I saw his hair from across the room and we caught up. Up until last night I hadn't seen him in a few months" a small lie but I need to see Yugi no matter the cost.
"Do you know what collage he is in?"
"I do not"
"Is he in a collage?"
"I do not know but I believe he is"
She nodded and jotted some things down on a legal pad before continuing. "Do you know who he lives with?"
"I believe he said that he was living with a man named Jack. I have never met him."
"Do you know of any of his family members we can call?"
"I'm sorry but I do not"
"What club did you meet at last night?"
"I own the club; it's called DP or Dark Pleasure. It hasn't been open long but its climbing in popularity."
"How long has the club been open?"
"About 9 months now"
"Are there any other owners?"
"My cousin Seto Kaiba"
"Does Yugi know you own the club?"
"Not that I know of"
"Who was he with last night?"
"He was with 2 of his friends. One of them was Ryou Bakura but I do not know the name of his other friend. Ryou has long white hair with blue eyes and the other one has short blonde hair with green eyes. Both are fairly skinny and tall."
"How do you know Ryou Bakura?"
"He is one of my employee's boyfriends and he is also a good friend of mine. I can give you his number if you wish"
"That won't be necessary. A few more questions and then you are done"
I nodded for her to continue not paying attention to the questions as much.
"Why do you think that Yugi had us contact you?"
"I don't really know to be honest. But last night when we were catching up I asked him to dance. He accepted and as we danced he started to wince. I grew concerned and stopped the dance for fear that he had somehow hurt himself. Only then did I notice that his light blue shirt was stained red. I went to touch the fabric but he ran quickly from me so I didn't have time to understand what had happened. I regret not going after him."
Her pen was flying on the page writing quickly to capture every word in my small lie. I had noticed the blood and unfortunately I was too caught up in my passion filled haze to notice it until we woke up.
"Where did he go?"
"He fled the club. Bakura, Ryou's boyfriend, came over to me when he saw Yugi flee the club. He was concerned as to where his boyfriend had ended up when he saw me dancing with Yugi. He later told me that he saw Yugi run but Bakura was too concerned to find his boyfriend to give much thought to Yugi."
"Did Yugi have anything to drink last night?"
"He had some shots with his friends and then an apple bomb." (A/N I invented a drink!)
"Was he drunk when he was dancing with you?"
"No he held his drinks well and I could barely smell the alcohol. When we were talking he was nursing his drink slowly and had water in between songs" not a lie, I made sure he wouldn't get drunk in case his drinks were spiked. I also made sure to keep a close eye on Ryou in case he had trouble but he was lost in the crowd when we started to dance.
"About what time did he leave?"
"1:30 perhaps?" that was a lie…
She nodded and looked over her notes before scratching something out and flipping her page. After another moment she finished her correction and looked up at me, her blue eyes looking deep into mine.
I'm not going to lie that was pretty scary. Her eyes looked like they were searching my soul for something and it was rather unnerving to say the least.
"Thank you for answering my questions you may see him now."
"Nurse exactly what happened to him?"
"We are unsure of all the details as of right now but we are certain that he was beaten badly and then rapped severely. At the moment we are getting a search warrant and filling a report with the police. We want to know what happened to him and who did this to such an innocent boy."
"Could you please keep me informed of any information you get on his case?"
"No problem sir" She said and got up before leading me out of her office. "Now he has been stabilized but has sustained severe injuries, the worst being several broken and cracked ribs and has a shattered right wrist and left leg. He has a concussion and numerous gashes and bruises around his body, particularly his back. His nose is also broken but has been reconstructed thanks to a picture found in his wallet. He won't be released for at least 2 weeks, maybe longer depending on his wrist and leg. We don't know the severity of his concussion so that is also a variable when it comes to his release."
"Where will he go after he is released?"
"Well depending on what is found when they search his apartment and find this Jack figure he may need to find someplace to stay.
"I will take him in if that means he will be safe. I care about him far too much to let him go back to a potentially dangerous place"
She nodded and kept walking, "is there anyone you need to call? You know to let them know where you are and what is going on?"
"I will call Bakura after I see Yugi and he can tell Ryou"
"Now I know this may sound strange but is there anyone you do not want him to see?"
"If anyone comes in with the name Jack do not let them in and call the police then call me. Also if someone asks for him please only let his family members or Ryou, or the blonde boy in. I don't trust anyone else for the time being."
"As you wish sir" she walked a little further and then we entered the elevators heading to the 3rd floor recovery center b.
"He is in room 3783, a private room. I am his head nurse and have been taking care of him since he came in. My name in nurse Abigail Malts but please just call me nurse Abby.
"You may call me Yami, if you want"
"Alright Yami, I must warn you that he is in a mild state of shock and is generally unresponsive but he asked for you by name."
"Thank you, for everything you have done"
"Not a problem sir. Here we are and it's just about time to check his vitals so I will come in with you. Please, try to stay calm around him though."
We entered into the rather large blue room and there was a bed surrounded by several machines. On the bed laying in a fetal position was Yugi, hooked up to several wires and tubes. He looked even smaller than he normally did in the large bed and oversized nightgown.
"Yugi?" nurse Abby whispered as she entered the room slowly. She was cautious and gentle as she went to his bed side and touched his shoulder lightly.
"Yugi, honey, there is someone to see you"
He woke slowly and turned his body carefully. That's when I saw his face.
He had a large patchwork of gashes on his right cheek and a large bandage on his nose along with a large black eye that was barley open.
His right arm was in a cast while his left leg was wrapped tight and sitting on a pillow, swollen toes poking out the top. His chest was covered by his night gown and the rest of him was under a blanket.
But the truly shocking part was the amount of bruises and bandages covering his arms and body. Everywhere I looked there was a new patch of purple or strip of fabric.
My poor angel looked as though his wings were clipped and his body had fallen to the earth.
"Yami?" he whispered quietly as he sat up and rubbed sleep from one of his eyes.