Heya! Back for another chapter! I know it was a cliffhanger and you guys were freaking out. XP I'm very sad right now b/c my favorite brother left for New York ;_;

What happened to Riko? You shall read and you shall find out!

Btw, I'm ending this story in the next chapter or one after that. Almost done, whew! :D

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-Chapter 12-

"RIKO!"

Onodera paled, all breath stolen from him. He could feel hot tears filling his eyes as he saw the blood run down his sister's wrists. A knife lay a foot away, the tip blood red.

Riko's wrists were slit vertically; deep and long. She was sprawled out on the kitchen tile, her wrists weeping red. Momo nuzzled her already colorless and gray face. Onodera dropped to his knees besides her, slightly hyperventilating. His hands trembled as he reached for Riko's face, pulling them back at the touch of her cold skin.

"RIKO, NO!" Tears spilled down his cheeks and he heard the front door slam open. Masamune ran in, stopping and gasping at the sight before him.

"M-Masa-Masamune, p-please h-h-help," Onodera's shoulders shook in despair as he continued to stare down at his twin's form.

"Onodera, go call an ambulance!" Takano ran to his side, looking down at Riko. Ritsu didn't move though.

"ONODERA!"

Onodera jumped up, scrambling out of the kitchen and to the phone in the living room. While he dialed, Masamune grabbed the first-aid kit in one of the cabinets. He didn't know what he could do, but he had to try.

Cleaning and wrapping extra bandages around her arms, he leveled her out on the floor. He flinched at how cold her skin already was.

"T-They'll be here soon," Onodera appeared in the doorway. He was almost as colorless as his sister, shaking and with an expression of grief. His hand held back a sob as he saw the bandages already being stained with blood.

"Ritsu, go into the living room. You shouldn't see this," Takano stood up. Onodera did as he was told and collapsed onto the couch.

Sirens sounded and they saw the red and blue flashes of lights through the windows. Moments later, there was a pounding on the door. Takano opened it quickly, the paramedics running to the kitchen under his instruction. They placed Riko on the collapsible bed, strapping her in and raising it.

Onodera got up weakly and followed. Masamune grabbed his hand and walked beside him. The paramedics allowed them in the ambulance and they went screeching down the road.

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Reaching the hospital, Riko was rushed into the E.R.

Takano and Onodera were sent to the waiting room. Onodera sat down deafly, barely noticing the doctor asking him questions. He answered with empty words, staring at the floor in a trance.

"Has she been contemplating suicide?"

"N-No, I don't t-think so," Onodera shakily replied.

"Does she have a history of harming herself? Any mental disorders?"

"S-She has a personality disorder. R-Riko is s-scared of blood."

"Has she always been like this?"

"No," Onodera proceeded to tell him the quick version of her condition and triggers. He also told the doctor about Isamu. Masamune held his hand the entire time, squeezing it reassuringly. The doctor wrote on his clipboard, nodding at Onodera's sentences. He left, sending his thanks.

Waiting for seemingly hours, the same doctor came back finally. Onodera looked up, searching the man's face for any signs.

"You're Onodera Riko's brother, correct?"

"H-Hai."

"Your sister lost a lot blood. The cuts were pretty deep, and I wouldn't doubt if she's going to have scars. Luckily the bandages around her arms beforehand saved a lot of blood; otherwise she probably would not have made it. We saved her," The doctor gave Onodera a small smile.

"She's awake, but very weak. I suggest not stressing her. You can see her if you want."

Onodera stood up and bowed. He weakly replied, "Thank you very much, Doctor…..?"

"Doctor Fukumoto. Her room is 317," Onodera bowed again and Takano followed him to the designated room number. Walking in they saw Riko lying in the hospital bed, her face turned towards the window, staring out into the late night. She was still quite pale and had new thick bandages around her wrists.

Onodera walked to her bedside and placed his hand on top of hers. Riko slowly turned towards him, sadness etched on her face.

"Ritsu," She whispered. He gave her a very small smile and her emerald eyes filled with tears.

"I-I'm sorry Nii-chan. I remember c-cutting vegetables, and then the knife slipped. I cut my finger and I saw the b-b-blood. I-I blacked out after that and d-don't r-remember a-a-anything," Riko lost it in the end and buried her wet face in Onodera's shoulder. Her fingers wrapped tightly around the back of his shirt, weeping pitifully. He placed his hand on her hair, patting gently. After a few minutes of silent accompanied by Riko's sobs, her grip loosened. She pulled herself off and wiped her tears.

"I-I was supposed to take care of y-you now, Ritsu. B-But it's you taking care of me all over again. I'm s-so sorry."

"Riko, you have. It's okay, I love you and I'll always take care of you," Onodera ruffled her hair lightly. New tears fell, but she smiled this time.

"Thank you too, Takano-san," Riko hugged him lightly and he patted her back.

"You should go home Nii-chan and Takano-san. You've done enough. Mom and Dad should be here soon, and you don't need to deal with Mom too."

Onodera nodded slowly and sadly smiled. They hugged again and Takano led the way out. They called a cab and headed home.

On the way home, Onodera leaned against the older male's shoulder. He looked down to see fresh tears filling Onodera's emeralds. He laced his fingers with his young lover's and kissed the top of his head.

They reached their apartment and took the elevator. Walking in their door, Takano turned Onodera around and embraced him tightly.

"I know you're not okay, either," He whispered in the younger's hair.

All the pressure, the stress, and the pain had slowly built up in Onodera over the weeks. He kept it to himself, locking it away. He was holding himself together, thinking he didn't need anyone's help. And here was Masamune, seeing through all his walls and reaching out to him. Now Onodera did was just…..crack.

Burying his face deep into his love's chest, he wept silently. His hands clung to Masamune's back, as his shoulders shook profusely.

WAAHH! P-POOR RITSU & RIKO! ;_;

Masamune saved the day and continues to! I love you Takano-san!

Okay, as I said, I'm ending this story next chapter, more than likely. I just want to give my immense thanks to my continued reviewers and readers! You guys have been awesome and kind and just amazing. I will write more fics, don't worry!

See you next chapter! :)