Our Angel
By: LateSleeper
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Un beta-read so many grammatical errors. Gomen."Yuki please…let me explain…" Shuichi grabbed Yuki from behind. He clings to Yuki tightly putting all his will just to make Yuki stay.
Yuki stopped on his track and looked on his side to the pink-haired singer who's clinging for his dear life. "Sorry Shuichi but I don't think we could make this relationship work. The both us would be hurt if we continue this. You would be hurt most. I'm sorry but my decision is final."
Yuki looked ahead and tried to go on but he felt his heart feeling tight with pain but he know he shouldn't stop now.
"Sorry but this would be the best…"
"But Yuki…"
"Stop!!!" Yuki abruptly snarl for Shuichi to stop explaining. He knew once he heard his lover's voice he couldn't leave him. But he must. God knows he must.
Yuki speed out of the house and hail a cab. He hurriedly opened the door and shut it loudly upon entering. Only when he was seated that he felt the warm tears rolling down his cheeks.
'Sorry Shuichi. I must do this for your sake.'
yeah right! For his sake or for your sake? You left your boyfriend to seek your past.
Yuki grimaced at the thought of that. Sure he loved Shuichi but he wanted to straighten his past.
Your past or your future?
You even used his relationship with his idol to cover your true intention
'Shut up! You know I must use another reason. I couldn't tell him that I choose my past over him.'
Why? Because with that he would feel guilty and maybe, somehow because of that guilt he would wait for your forgiveness and would welcome you back with open arms when you decide to return. You're pathetic.
'That's not it! I want…I want him to be happy.'
Sure! That's why you left him crying his heart out.
Two selves debated on Yuki's mind. Inner turmoil. His inner thoughts continue arguing till he reached the airport.
"Yuki please don't go." Shuichi chanted over and over as he hugged his knees to his chest like a lost child. Tears flowed down his child-like eyes that have now lost its spark and life.
A day has already passed but for Shuichi it feels like just a few minutes. It felt like the clock has somehow stopped. He didn't budge from his position. He didn't even notice the hunger and thirst his physical body is screaming. He could only feel the hunger and thirst his soul is begging. "Yuki…"
He felt like a lifeless doll feeling numb all over his body…
"Hmmm…it's almost two weeks now since we saw Shu-chan ne Kumagoro?" Ryuichi animatedly played with his pink bunny but then frown upon remembering the face of Shuichi's bestfriend when he asked where Shu-chan is. "Ow let's visit him again maybe he already return…Yippee let's go na no da…na no da." Ryuichi jumped up and down super-deformed style and hurriedly dragged his bunny with great speed.
Ryuichi skipped and hopped on the street like a five years old child as he passed by some passenger who was giving him an odd look.
He skipped and hopped until he reaches a corner where a group of people was aggregating around something. .
He stopped on his track after seeing some more passerby started to flock in a certain spot. He's not really into gossiping and stuff like that, but he felt a force drawing him into the crowd of onlookers.
He slowly walked towards the crowd. He heard an old woman whispering her sympathy for the boy that was hit by a car. He curiously walked towards the middle of the scene and indeed there lay an almost lifeless body of a young boy covered with blood. His blood stained it's whole shirt and short. Even it's pale skin is stained with blood all the way to its pale haggard face that is partially covered by his hair…and the hair it's pinkish or is it red…it looks red but if you would take off the blood that dyed it it's really…pink!
"SHUICHI!!!"
Ryuichi hurriedly force his way inside towards Shuichi's laying body. He hastily grabbed Shuichi's wrist to check for a pulse. He didn't felt a beat. 'Shit! Shu-chan be alive. Please be alive.'
He then put his two fingers on Shuichi's neck right under his jaw. There he felt a beat, but it could barely be felt from its weakness but all the same it still there. Shuichi is still there.
He almost wanted to cry for joy but he knew he must first attend to Shuichi's failing condition. He didn't know what came over him but he was yelling like crazy for help. He didn't care if looks like stupid or a lunatic and all. What matter is that he need to get Shuichi to the hospital…FAST.
Out of nowhere he felt a thing dropped to his palm. A brown square thing. A wallet. He know that it is crazy to be snooping around somebody's wallet when your in the middle of a life and death situation but he felt a force that making his hand opened the wallet. The same force that drove him here where Shuichi is. Feeling sure that some divine power is leading him to something he opened the wallet and a white with a blood stained card fell on the floor.
The card looks tattered and old with a smudge of blood…an old stain of blood. "Dr. Seto."
He barely read what was written on the card when the ambulance came and took Shuichi inside. He just automatically handed the card to the personnel that just smiled at him with assurance.
Everybody came as fast as they could upon hearing their vocalist condition. They've already conducted a search party when Shuichi didn't attend the rehearsal only to find the young man almost dying on his hospital bed.
K was already fingering his gun, swearing to all the beast below; to whoever hit Shuichi would be dead before the sun set itself to the welcoming sea.
Sakano was trembling and biting his fingernails from anxiety and Suguru could only sighed in despair.
Soon the doctor came out and almost all of them jumped off their seat towards the doctor in hope of some good news.
"How is he doctor?" Suguru who's the calmer one asked the doctor before K could do something dangerous but also deep within him he was wishing that the doctor would say Shuichi's fine.
"It's a miracle he's still alive after going through that whole incident. He's doing fine but…" The doctor looked at them gloomily. He wanted to shut his mouth but he know that he must say this, painful as it maybe.
"But that's not the real problem." He looked at Ryuichi mainly. "You see your friend has postprimary tuberculosis. We've already on the point of curing it…but I guess he stopped his medication. And without food and water for about two weeks worsen the case…"
He look at each of them waiting for them to ask him some question and when he felt none is coming he continued. He wished that time would stop but he knew it would never come true. He felt a lump forming on his throat.
"…and I'm only giving him four months to live." He didn't even had the courage to look at their expression, he just gaze off the horizon. He only got a glimpsed of a man cocking his gun and he's now praying for his dear life.
Ryuichi was the first one to snap out. "But there is way, right? He could still continue his medication, right? Damn we all now that Tuberculosis can be now cured this is the new millennium for god sake!"
Everybody was shocked on the sudden character change of the famous Sakuma Ryuichi. The child-like singer was now like a mad man mouthing some not-really-nice-words. They don't know if he's the same bunny-loving guy they use to know. This must be the result of anxiety and a feeling of helplessness.
Ryuichi grab the doctor by the shoulder and shook him. He asked him or more like told him of all the possibility on how Shuichi could live. He bent his anger to the innocent doctor who could only look at him with pity.
"I don't think a special operation is possible. His back is broken and any surgery might cause him more. We don't want to make a bigger risk by doing that. We CAN'T really do anything, NOT even to choose."
"NO!!!" Everybody chorused. Tears started welling up on their eyes. Everyone has the same expression on their faces: disbelief and pain.
Ryuichi gripped both his hands on his hair and slumped down on the clean white floor. His eyes became blurred with tears. Even his hearing and probably all his senses are shutting down. All he could see is Shu-chan's lovely face.
On a quiet room laid the small body of Shuichi. He looks so peaceful as he sleep, oblivious to the sad faces that surrounds him.
Everyone stayed, waiting for Shuichi to wake up.
Soon the body stirred indicating that the vocalist was now waking. The bunch waited patiently for Shuichi to open his eyes and smiled at them.
Shuichi stirred again and shifted from his position. He slowly opened his eyes making some ray of light hurt his eyes. He blink twice and then focus his vision to the smiling faces in front of his face.
"Ermmm…hello." Shuichi looked at them oddly. He doesn't know any of them but it seems like they knew him. He slowly seats up and stared at the crowd.
"Where am I?" He smiled again giving them a what-is-going-on-and-who-are-you-people-look.
The group was too overwhelmed at the sight of a smiling Shuichi that everyone explained who they are and what they are to Shuichi almost all at the same time making the lead star of Badluck in total confusion. He felt his whole head is swelling and throbbing in pain.
A click of a gun startled the whole group and made the room in complete silence, even the birds outside stopped their chirping.
Suguru, who was the compose one, explained what happened to the famous vocalist. And Shuichi could only say "ah" in every sentence he said.
It's been a week now that Shuichi is confined in the hospital but still he was feeling very cheerful in spite his current condition.
He was glad to know that he has many friends who look after him although he can't remember them all. He was more surprise to hear that he was famous and people adore him. He felt really lucky to have them all…friends…fans…and a fiancée.
"Anou…Hiro-kun…" Shuichi tensely called out to his best friend who was quietly sitting beside his bed and peeling an apple.
"hmm?" Hiro stared at Shuichi waiting for him say something.
"You said you're my best friend, right? Ermmm…well…" Shuichi suddenly fumbled for words to say and felt a bit embarrass to ask his best friend about his own love life but he need to know.
"Who is my fiancée?" Shuichi suddenly burst out. He felt a tinge of red started staining his cute little nose.
Hiro almost cut his finger with the knife he was holding. He stared dumbfoundedly at his best friend with wide eye. He paled a little and felt droplets of perspiration forming around his face. 'Shit! Does he remember something.'
"Ermmm… you see this nurse told me that this ring symbolizes engagement." Shuichi pointed to the ring on his finger.
Hiro felt like his on a hot seat right now. 'Think of something. Think of something Hiro.' He was literally knocking his head right now for an answer and Shuichi could only look at him with puzzlement. He felt like melting from those questioning stare
"I am." A voice suddenly came from behind the door. Both boys looked at the unsuspected visitor.
A pink bunny suddenly poked out the door. "Kumagoro???"
"No. I'm not. He is." Kumagoro's voice squeaked and Ryuichi's head suddenly poked behind the door. "I am."
"Sakuma-san???" The two boys chorused.
Ryuichi smiled at the two, but not his usual child like smile but a smile with a hint of seduction.
Shuichi was too shocked on the revelation. He was GAY and engage to a supposedly famous singer which he was told, he idolizes since way back when.
Hiro was also dumfounded to hear Ryuichi's outburst.
Hiro snapping out from his dazed state pulled Ryuichi out of the room. He didn't give a thought if Shuichi would have some suspicion.
"What the hell are you doing???"
"Ryuichi just save you." Kumagoro voice came out again.
"Quit the crap Sakuma."
"You heard me. I just save you. It's better this way…I take full responsibility." Ryuichi suddenly replied in a very serious voice that Hiro felt shiver run down his spine. He felt the sincerity of every word Ryuichi said so he gave up the argument.
Both entered the room hoping the pinkhead hadn't suspect a thing and being simple minded that he is, he didn't…for now…
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