Author: Fugu
Archive: ask before
Warning: I've seen the Digimon shows until Izzi's adventures as leader with TK's team, once. So it's pretty much AU and major OOC because I have very little memory of it. Major sap, possible Mpreg (if it does happen, it won't be the usual nine months with baby at the end) angst and oh yes, pretty plot less
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: purely for entertainment purposes, own no copyright.
Title: The Fool On the Hill (from the Beatles song)
Pairing: obviously most incredibly sappy Yamato Ishida/ Jyou Kiddo.
Taichi Kamiya/ Sora Takenouchi, Mimi Tachikawa/ OMC, etc.
Notes: If you have read my other fics, you know that I just write for the sake of Sap and hurt/comfort; you know that I don't start arcs chronologically either. More so, I'm not a prolific writer, but I need to finish what I start. I don't know when I'll finish this story. It's been going on for more than 10 years! This is a work in progress, meaning that at anytime I might go back to rewrite and polish this fic as I add chapters. If any of these things are peeves, then you shouldn't be reading this story. Cheers ^_^
The Fool on The Hill
6. I want Bacon in my Burger
(June 21st 2006)
Joe came out to consciousness fast enough. The white ceiling, and ugly neon lights told him quickly were he was.
"Fuck."
He He smacked his lips a bit, his mouth was dry and grainy. As he moved his head to look around he realized that he was wearing a canula and spied and IV snaking up his arm.
"Damn" he whispered.
A chuckle interrupted his train of thought as the door to his room opened. Private room, hmm, gotta love going out with a rock star.
"You're awake."
His gaze fell on his lover's slightly haggard face and he winced slightly at the guilt of being the one who had put this look there.
Quickly one of his hands was engulfed in the warm and slightly larger one of his blonde love.
"How are you feeling," he whispered kissing the back of Joe's hand.
Joe sighed.
"What happened?."he asked instead.
Matt squeezed the hand he was holding.
"You fainted and I couldn't wake you up."
Joe grimaced at the choice of words but he couldn't ignore the brief fright showed on his boyfriend's face before he schooled his features.
"Sorry, Lover"
"I'm going to catch the doctor."
A short time later the doctor on duty came in followed by Matt. He smiled at Joe seeing that he had no problem following their movements and that he seemed quite alert.
"I'm glad to see you awake," The man said as he drew a hand out to shake "I'm doctor Peters."
Joe reached as well as he could " Joe Kiddo"
"I'll just get you through some quick tests and then we can discuss were we go from here."
"Sure"
Joe went through the normal check up routine and the doctor seemed satisfied with the results. Soon he was leaning against the bed and updating the patient's chart.
"So, how are you feeling now?"
"Exhausted"
Dr. Peters nodded, "You're overworked. You need some down time and to manage your energy levels better."
Joe scowled, "How long was I out."
"A day," the doc responded.
The doctor looked at Matt and Joe both as he continued his diagnostic.
"Your partner tells me that you've been through a number of specialists and tests last year to determine what was ailing you. I know that there was no conclusive diagnosis, but I would like to have you go through some tests again to make sure."
Joe opened his mouth to protest but was spoken over by Matt, "Ok".
"Matt! we went through this already and I don't have the time now. I nee..."
"We can't force you," Peters interrupted "But keep in mind that you've ended up in the hospital. I know that you're working on final projects at the moment. Tell me what is more a waist of time between going through a couple tests and resting while still having access to your school work or, being nailed to a bed with debilitating exhaustion?"
Joe's mouth flapped. "Fine", he grumbled. He would have crossed his arms were he not so tired. Seriously, right now, he could pass out from just that.
Peters got up and patted his leg after putting his chart at the foot of his bed, "Either way, once you leave. You'll be on bed rest for at least a week. I will also write you a note to exempt you from attending classes for the next few weeks."
Peters nodded and left the room.
"That was better than I expected," Matt said when they were alone once again.
"I guess."
Matt's gaze soften and he kissed Joe warmly. He kept his forehead pressed to the sick young man one hand cupping his cheek.
"You just need to take it easy."
"Yeah," his dark eyes locked with the cerulean ones above him for a moment before looking to the side as he blushed, "I, I guess that a full course load is too much for me. I'm weaker than I though." Joe whispered.
"Don't say that," Matt protested.
He frowned as Joe fought to keep his eyes opened.
He stood up still cupping his fiancé's cheek.
"Rest for now. We'll talk about this later."
He felt Joe nod and he took Joe's hand as he sat in the chair he'd occupied most of the night and watched Joe fall asleep.
~oo0oo~
You never stop moving
(Feb 9, 2007)
His babygirl had been missing for two weeks. Not a sighting, as if she had vanished in thin air. The crisis wasn't enough to bring back Sora and he together but it had given them a common ground in grief. The stress had put Sora in the hospital under observation. She'd had premature pains. They were afraid she'd loose the baby.
~oo0oo~
Assiduity is thy name
(Sept, 27, 2007)
Only a few days in his hospital stay and Joe could finally realise just how tired he really was. It was as if his body had understood that it was allowed to recuperate and was using that time for all it was worth. The simplest motion left him out of breath. It took him forever to calm himself down and by that time he was so exhausted that he had to take nap. After the first few times Joe had sat up on his own, Matt resolved to do the work for him. But by the end of the week, he was able to leave.
Even though he'd done the distance in a wheelchair, the trek to the car had been tiring for Joe and the drive home was done in silence as he napped for a bit.
An hour later Matt was parking in the communal lot of their apartment complex. He cut the ignition and just rest his eyes for a minute. He rubbed his face slowly and comb his hair back letting out a cleansing breath. When he opened his eyes it was to be pinned under the soft ebony gaze of his lover, the coal of the orbs so much darker if possible in the sickly pale face. Joe let his hand slide to Matt who grabbed it fiercely at the sorrowful look filling the gaze.
"Don't even go there," he warned vehemently.
He contemplated Joe oval face chubbier than usual, a side effect of the medication he had been taking at the hospital, the slim pale neck with the vein and tendons protruding more than usual. He had a fitting round neck sweater worn with slim jeans and sneakers, with the shallowness of his skin and the darkness of his hair he looked much the sick young man he was, especially when Matt contemplated the slim pale hand in his large golden paw. Matt had always had a strong constitution and in adulthood he'd broadened and filled to rugged handsomeness, Joe's words, rather than the effeminate teenager he had been. Again an element to corroborate with Joe's theory on his partly European ancestry, Japanese man rarely became naturally as big as he had become.
"Alright?"
Joe nodded and smiled soflty.
"Good." The blond climbed out of the car and walked around to help Joe who had already unbuckled and was opening his side door.
Matt pulled him up and held him close as the puffs of air against his neck slowed and became softer.
"Alright?" he asked again.
A slight nod against his neck was his only answer.
He patted the shoulder under his hand, "I won't have you walk the distance to the elevator."
That was all the warning Joe got before he was pick up in Matt's strong arms, but he didn't protest and slid his arms around the blonds neck before laying his pounding temple on the thick shoulders. He wasn't doing so well yet with standing up and walking, it tended to make him dizzy and blink out. They got to their apartment without encumber, Joe making the whole trip in his "husband's" arms.
Matt was quick to lay him in bed , taking off his shoes, making him comfortable for a quick nap and went to bring Joe's hospital bag from the car.
When Joe woke up again it was to Matt bringing in the supper tray. Big bowl of salad, garlic bread and nice bowl of creamy tomato soup with a glass of water and his meds was his fare. He sat up slowly and pilled up the pillows while Matt put the tray on the bedside table. He wasn't tired from the action anymore and he was happy about that, still Joe felt the exhaustion in his limbs like hundred tonnes weights, he could feel his heart beat in those heavy limbs, down to his pinky toe.
He felt Matt's hand rest on his cheek, warm and callused.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Joe convinced himself to respond with more than a grunt. "'m okay" he sighed with fatigue " just tired, " he opened half lidded eyes and smiled to alleviate his boyfriend's worry.
"Drink the soup at least and I'll let you back to sleep." Matt insisted.
Joe acquiesced. The soup was gone within minutes. He was hungrier than he had thought and he was happy to realize that it give a bit of energy, such as that he decided he was well enough to eat the salad and talk a bit with Matt before turning in for the night.
to be continued