CHAPTER EIGHT: Oh...I'm Back?

"...DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN; MISAKI IS BARELY CONSCIOUS RIGHT NOW AND YOU NEED TO HAVE A ROOM FOR HIM..."
I hear someone shouting near me. I can't make out who it is, I don't have the energy to even identify the voice. My eyes open a crack, to see only the drivers' car seat. I close my eyes once again, as I feel too faint to even keep them open.

"...don't worry Hiro-san! Look, his vitals are returning back to normal. He will gain his energy back soon enough, he just needs to rest and continue with his supplements from the IV." I hear a voice say to Kamijou-sensei. My senses are starting to come back, so I analyze my surroundings.
"But why? Why did Misaki subject himself to this?" Kamijou-sensei says with some concern in his voice. I open my eyes slightly and begin to adjust to the light as I look around the hospital room, starting at the bedside table with the IV next to it and the monitor, checking my vitals.
"It...it just seems like Misaki is trying to cope with something right now. We can discuss this later, when he is well enough to talk about it."
I lift up my blanket and see the bandages wrapping around my torso, blocking out the screaming gashes. Do both of them know I did this? I think to myself, with some dismay.
"Thanks for finding a spot for Misaki. I'm sorry for calling you away from another patient. I just didn't know what to do in that moment I saw him, he looked so weak and defenseless...I couldn't think of anything but to call you."
"Don't worry about it Hiro-san, no need to stress about it now, he is safe here." I look up at the two of them, to see the man, my doctor, hugging Kamijou-sensei from the back, rocking back and forth. The doctor had jet black hair that covered some of his face. He was much taller, compared to Kamijou-sensei, yet much younger. I smile at the cute little notion he does to calm the two of them down.
"I love you, Hiro-san" he whispers, as he kisses Kamijou-sensei on the cheek.
Although cute, I felt like I was somewhat intruding by just watching and being a bystander to all of this. Before I had the chance to think about something to say to let them know I was awake, the doctor looked up and smiled at me.
"Hello Misaki, how are you feeling?" he said as he let go of Kamijou-sensei and made his way over towards me.
"My stomach hurts and I still feel a little tired, but otherwise, I guess I'm okay" I say, looking down at my hands.
"Okay, that should be normal for the circumstances that you were put through. When you're feeling better, I would like to talk about the reasoning behind this. Is that okay with you?"
My body begins to tense up, as I think about it. Usagi-san...* * *

私はそれらを教えてくださいどのように?
[How do I tell them?]

彼らはどのように反応します?
[How will they react?]

"Misaki? Hello?" he says as he waves his hand in front of my face. I look at the name tag to see "Doctor Nowaki" written on.
"Oh! Sorry! Yes, that's fine."
I don't want to talk about it at all, but I know that there isn't a way I couldn't not. A death is a death, and either way, they will find out.

"Oh, Misaki, due to your state and seeing that Mr. Akihiko is not answering his calls nor is currently here, we called your brother and let him know of the situation. He should be here relatively soon."