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Nightshift 30: M35, Clinic
Oh. Oh dear. Despite knowing little of the man on the radio in a personal sense, the news hit him hard. He wasn't sure if it was true, but... why would the doctor lie? If it weren't true, they'd find out easily enough, so it would be pointless. Right?
Oh, he was a horrible man! A part of Tamaki wished that he could fight, so he could help take down that awful person himself. But he knew it was just a flight of fancy. But what would they do now? Without any clues at all?
Sighing, he hung up the sign for the clinic. He needed to talk to Ed so badly, but he had his duties here. Even if he wasn't the best or the fastest, he could still do things. And he had to. So he sat down and waited, for either arrivals or some contradiction to what the Head Doctor had said.
Just in case.
Oh, he was a horrible man! A part of Tamaki wished that he could fight, so he could help take down that awful person himself. But he knew it was just a flight of fancy. But what would they do now? Without any clues at all?
Sighing, he hung up the sign for the clinic. He needed to talk to Ed so badly, but he had his duties here. Even if he wasn't the best or the fastest, he could still do things. And he had to. So he sat down and waited, for either arrivals or some contradiction to what the Head Doctor had said.
Just in case.
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He said nothing more, but his expression wasn't quite so pained as it had been.
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"He should be alright now. Just let him rest, and if he needs anything, let one of us know." Since now he had Kyon to help him, thank goodness!
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"Fine," he consented to everything spoken, then folded his arms once more and leaned his back against the wall. If he'd been sure he could have taken a seat on the bed without hurting Fai, he'd have done that instead, but for now the wall was fine. It was as out of the way as possible for the room size (and for his own size) without him actually having to leave.
Leaving still remained an option though. Fai had been seen to and wasn't going to go anywhere with the state he was in. Kurogane could easily leave him in the M35 Clinic's care and go finish what he'd originally set out to do - find Fai, then find the others. That's what he should be doing now anyway, finding the others. It wasn't find Fai, then forget about the others and stay with Fai all night because he'd been stupid. And yet, that was exactly what the evening was about to turn into. One more glance down at Fai was all that was needed to know,
Kurogane wasn't about to just leave Fai in someone else's care. Tamaki had helped, and willingly, but the boy was still a stranger. From that fact alone, Kurogane couldn't bring himself to trust that Fai would be fine if he left. That meant he had no choice but to stay. He'd have done the same for any other member of their group, but still... "What a pain," he breathed silently, then closed his eyes and leaned his head back to the wall as well.
At least Fai was all right, for now.
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It was hard to remain reasonable, otherwise he would have kicked himself for even saying half of the things he'd already slipped. He let his gaze fall on Kurogane for a moment, then closed them again, more than ready to let sleep take him.
[[feel free to skip for a few turns, unless someone wakes him up.]]
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Then there were more, like a flood almost, and... green. Roronoa Zoro. Looked like he had his own blond to deal with as well as some others. The one he was
draggingcarrying looked to be in about the same condition as Fai, possibly worse since he was unconscious before being treated. That was never good.He again considered pressing that he should take Fai to another room, but Tamaki was busy elsewhere, and he had a feeling the boy would refuse again.
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Yuuhi's breathing felt heavy and difficult, like there was a weight on his chest. His fist tightened at his side as it slowed, until he finally gave a weak sigh and didn't draw breath again. His heart still beat weakly, but the breathing had stopped completely. His hand went limp and lifeless at his side.
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He would have been fine with staying silent and out of the way for the rest of the night. He wasn't going to leave Fai, so there was no possible way he'd be able to head for the basement as he'd set out to do. The night would be up soon enough. He'd have to wait for the next evening then. Or later if Fai was still...
The presence beside him was fading. His eyes snapped open, and his head jerked down at Fai. It didn't matter that Fai was in such a state, his presence should not have felt so weak in comparison to the rest. Not if he was still alive. Kurogane came away from the wall and leaned down over the bed, nudging a little at Fai's shoulder for some kind of response. "Oy," he tried at first. Something wasn't right. When he moved his hand up over Fai's mouth, his eyes widened further. He wasn't breathing! "Oy!"
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Kurogane put both hands to Fai's shoulders, for the first time that evening releasing the metal stick, and gave the man a hard shake as the metal struck the floor. Shaking him was all Kurogane could think to do; he didn't know anything else. "Oy!" Fai had to breathe!
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Before moving towards the groups, he glanced over at the other patients to see if there was anyone who could be removed to make room for the new arrivals. The two at the other bed, an prone blond man and a tall man with dark hair, seemed to be having an argument of some sort. A one-sided argument. That was never a good sign in a hospital.
He moved over and took a place beside the taller man, immediately pressing his fingers to the bandaged man's throat. His eyes widened when he noticed the blood at the edge of his mouth--what the hell had Tamaki been thinking, asking him to suture someone while someone else was in shock from blood loss? The man's heartbeat was weak and irregular...standard, given his condition, but that was far from a good sign. "How long as he been bleeding like this?" he asked without glancing up. He tucked the scissors into the edge of his waistband (he'd try not to do anything that would cause him to regret that later) and pressed his other hand lightly against the bandage on the man's arm to test his reaction to pain. Hopefully, he wasn't too far gone to feel that.
He hadn't yet checked the patient's breathing, though he would as soon as he'd counted enough heartbeats to trust the pulse.
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"Okay," Mello said. His voice was level as he continued to process as many details as possible. "Don't panic and answer my questions. Did he cough up this blood or vomit it?" He indicated the trickle at the edge of the man's lips. If his lungs were flooding with blood, this was going to be nearly impossible, but if it was a matter of blood pressure there was a chance. For a second, he seemed caught in deep concentration, but he quickly realized there wasn't time for that.
"No. Fuck that. Just do everything I tell you to do and this'll be okay. Understand?" He glanced up to make sure the order was heard, but immediately returned to his task. "I'm going to stop the bleeding, figure out if the blood's in his lungs, and monitor his pulse. You're going to get him breathing again." There was far more confidence in the tone than the situation warranted. Mello pushed the blond man's head back a little more forcefully than he should have, but he was in a rush. "Pinch his nose shut and breath into his mouth twice." He didn't wait for the man's reaction...it couldn't be good. Instead, he put his head against the blond's chest to listen for the gurgling that would indicate blood in his lungs. One person couldn't do both, and he knew what to listen for better than the tall man did.
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While it was true that Kurogane was a little panicked, he wasn't so flustered that he couldn't answer the questions posed. "Coughed..." he provided, but to no end. It seemed the blond was thinking for the best course of action instead of mulling over questions. Kurogane was better with action than thinking anyway.
He nodded to the boy's first instructions, ready to follow. He had already resolved to do as told by someone who knew what they were doing, having done the same with Tamaki. The earlier instructions, however, had only involved blankets and helping Fai to sit up. Nothing then had involved breathing into his mouth twice. How the hell was that supposed to help?!
"You want me to what?"
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"And that's going to help?" he sneered disbelievingly. The kid still sounded like he knew what he was doing, and Kurogane couldn't deny that, but some part of him just did not want to believe that something so... their mouths were going to have to... just how could that...! Fai still wasn't breathing, and this person wasn't pulling some kind of sick joke either. He'd even explained why he wasn't the one doing the breathing into his mouth twice part.
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... he had no choice. Kurogane wasn't about to let the magician die because he couldn't handle all but kissing him. Unable to help how his lip twitched with the words, he finally forced out a, "Fine," with a hiss, then put his eyes on Fai's face, focusing on one particular feature. Dammit. This was not happening... it was not happening, and if Fai said anything later, he'd really die for the incident that didn't happen, plain and simple. The same went for any other idiot in the room that was watching.
Just two times... He thought as the only comfort, then took a deep breath, bent low, closed his eyes, and unwillingly gave away his first kiss.
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"Two more breaths, and then count five seconds," he said in a voice that clearly didn't expect argument. "I'm watching his pulse. Keep doing that until I tell you to stop."
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"What...?!" his eyes shot back and glared. Two, he'd said only two! Now it was up to three and then two every five seconds?! The hell?! But Kurogane had already started with this breathing thing, so he couldn't very well back out now. This had better be helping! He drew in a breath again, this one sounding much more like a growl, then breathed into Fai's mouth again. If he answered the blond now, he'd end up too flustered to be able to do anything further.
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Because he had nothing at stake, Mello had remained calm through the ordeal, but even if he had nothing to lose he didn't enjoy being confronted with something he couldn't do. If this guy died, he'd be extremely, extremely annoyed.
"He's still got a pulse," he announced. "He'll be okay as long as he keeps getting air." It was possible that brain damage had occurred in the moments before they'd started treating him, but Mello could deal with that possibility later. Hopefully, the blond would start breathing on his own within a minute or two.
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"You mean I have to keep doing this?" he hissed on one of the five second counts. He hadn't stopped himself just yet, but the only reason behind that was because the blond hadn't told him he could. Now it sounded like he would be stuck doing this until the magician started breathing on his own. Not something he wanted to do.
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Mello was grateful that the hospital's nurses would take over soon. He wasn't out of his depth (he was never out of his depth, he thought firmly) but the limited supplies would make keeping the man alive for more than thirty or forty minutes a very difficult task, even if he could breathe on his own.
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Breathe, you idiot! he mentally yelled at Fai and kept at it.
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His face scrunched up for a moment before he opened his eyes. His drug addled mind must be showing him some kind of hallucination, he concurred. Why else would Kurogane be leaning over him like... like he was some princess in a fairy tale? His expression was one of confusion, lasting only a few moments before it melted into a childish and entirely inappropriate smile.
Yuuhi's voice was hardly audible, but his lips still formed "Ku... ro..." and ended with a short giggle of "eh hee..."
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"Now keep him conscious," he said as he reached up to take his pulse from the neck. That point would give him a better estimation of the strength of the blond's heartbeat.
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Then he looked back. "I am not doing that again," he told the kid in an impressively restrained tone as he brushed Fai's blood from his own mouth. Saying so didn't really mean that he wouldn't though - his actions had already betrayed that he very well would if the options ran out - but it at least made him feel better.
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However, he didn't usually see Kuro's cheeks tinged pink like that. He was embarrassed about something, though Yuuhi had no idea what it was. Maybe he'd done something? But he didn't remember teasing him especially well recently. It was all kind of foggy. He still felt the pain, but it was far away and disconnected.
He turned his head slowly in a weak attempt to avoid Kurogane's hand, but only managed to blurt "tickles..." as the fingers brushed his lip. A sliver of pink showed as he stuck out his tongue, pulling a face and tasting some of his own blood as he caught the side of Kurogane's hand. He gave another giggle, for some reason the thought of having licked the angry ninja's hand was infinitely amusing with the strange drugs in his system.
"Nya~" he said sluggishly as his mouth curled into a cheshire smile.
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