Ahh..I shouldn't be doing this. A have a thousand and a half other fics to be working on. I even have to catch up on schoolwork. But I can't resist! I got a idea from a story, and I've been so tempted ever since. And I hardly write anything serious. So, why not?

Title: Delusional
Rating: T (May go up after time)
Warnings: Character death, angsty, cursing, and Kouji being a Skitzo.
Summary: What if Kouichi Kimera couldn't be revived and died in the emergency room? Kouji then starts seeing Kouichi everywhere, and is diagnosed with Schizophrenia.

Knock Knock!

The person behind the door didn't wait for a answer and swung it open revealing a doctor wearing a white coat. How cliche, his patient would think. He walked into the white room, with nothing but a small bed with white sheets on it. He sat down on the end of the mattress facing his patient.

The room was a clean white, however the atmosphere would creep Dr. Kido out. He would describe it as dark and morbid. But he wouldn't sound surprised, they were in a mental institution after all. 's heart would sink every time he walked in
the small room. Even if his patient was a possible danger to himself and others, anyone would probably go insane if left in these kind of conditions. Kido had become attached to this patient, and would spend more time with him than another patient. As unprofessional as it may be, Kouji was Kido's friend.

The patient, known as Minamoto Kouji, sat up slightly when he noticed Dr. Kido enter the room. But his attention still seemed to be on something else. Someone else. His handsome face was flawed now. He had dark circles underneath his dark blue eyes. His long dark jet black hair seemed to be all over the place, not that he had a brush to brush it with of course. The room was stripped bared of even the simplest items, the doctors feared the patients may use anything to harm themselves or the people that visit them. Kouji was left alone for a lot of the day with nothing real to entertain him. They left him with his thoughts and delusions but not on purpose. Not that he minded. It's not like he wanted to continue living. It was the delusions he continued living for.

"Are you hungry?" Kido asked in a worried tone.

"Not really," Kouji replies, giving his doctor a small smile. His voice was soft and fragile.

"Well you have to eat something. It won't be good for you if you don't." Kido encouraged.

"I know."

"Want me to get you something to eat? Maybe I'll sneak in a little something that's not quite tasteless." He offered. Kouji gave him a small nod now staring at the white wall in front of him.

Knock knock!

Dr. Kido opened the door, a tray of food in his hands. The knocks were just a courtesy, he didn't need permission to enter his patient's room. He sat the tray of food on the bed in front of Kouji. Without a word, Kouji quickly started eating his food. "Bring me something better tomorrow," Kouji groaned, now sitting Indian-style. Kido smiled and nodded. "Ah, don't forget your medicine." Kido held up a white tablet that Kouji must've 'forgotten' to take. Kouji glares daggers, but washes it down his throat with a glass of water. "I have some good news for you." He says cheerfully. Kouji stared at his doctor like he was kidding. "Starting tomorrow, we'll be letting you out this room. You can go around the institution and interact with some of the other patients. We even have a garden you can walk through." Kouji remained silent. "How's Kouichi-kun?" Dr. Kido asks, straight to the point. He could tell Kouji's mood darkened. "What about him?" He replies, voice turning cold, now looking at his doctor. "Do you see him?"

"If I don't, would ya let me out of here?"

Dr. Kido just sighed.

"Kouji, you should know that is not the way this works. So please answer my questions." Kouji turned away from and back to staring at a bare wall.

He wishes to God everyday that he didn't see his twin brother. That he didn't have to reminded of him every second of every minute of every day. It was all painful to him, to painful to realize that Kouichi was gone and that the Kouichi he sees most of the time was not real. At the same time, he wished to the Devil that that's all he sees. His Brother. That Kouichi would never leave him, and be apart of his life like he wanted him to. "I still see him. Every damn day."

"How is Kouichi doing?" Dr. Kido pushed a little more.

"He's changed." Kouji replied tiredly.

"Really? How?"

Kouji tilts his head, thinking about it. "He's different sometimes. Almost like he's forgetting who he is." He felt tears run down his cheeks. "Sometimes he's mean..Absolutely cruel.." He starts shaking as he cried harder.

After Kouji had stopped crying, hiccuping every once and a while. He told Dr. Kido he wanted to sleep before laying down. Kido nodded, smiling slightly before leaving his room with a small 'click!' of the door.

"He seems nice." A voice echoed in the room.

Kouji's dark blue eyes quickly opened wide and sat up seeing a shorter-haired boy in front of him, sitting with his knees to his chest on his bed. It was like he was looking in a mirror. Kouichi Kimera sat on his bed, giving him a small reassuring smile. Kouji didn't respond. He just kept on staring at his brother. Smiling.

What do you think? Please R&R! Means a lot!

I can't believe I killed Kouichi right before the story even begun. There will be a somewhat happy ending at the end..Although it sort of depends on your definition of a 'happy ending'..The story will only be 5 chapters long, I want it to be a short story..