Nightshift 30: M35, Clinic

[the-clown-king.livejournal.com]

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.

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[not-rly-fai.livejournal.com]

"Don't wanna..." he replied, but opened his sleepy eyes anyway to stare up at the ceiling. The pupils were dilated, showing only a thin ring of the blue iris. Conversation was awkward, sleep was out of the question, but there had to be some kind of happy medium. However, he had a difficult time trying to think of what that might be.

[contentincloset.livejournal.com]

"Don't care." This conversation was going nowhere fast. Kurogane needed to find something that would keep Fai talking but that wouldn't have Kurogane getting too flustered to respond. A middle ground. If they couldn't find one, Fai would probably fall asleep without meaning to and that could lead to him not breathing again. He wasn't going to let that happen.

"Just talk... about anything, I don't care what," he finally grunted out. No matter what, he couldn't think of anything good or happy to talk about. That was Fai's thing. So he really had no choice but to leave things to Fai's dazed mindset.

[not-rly-fai.livejournal.com]

They could probably just argue back and forth for the rest of the night about who should talk and about what. He didn't feel up to a fight though and with his current success rate, he was pretty sure he wouldn't win one.

If he had to stay awake, he didn't necessarily have to talk, right? It would probably annoy Kurogane, but that was alright. He started humming the first song that came to mind, the one Oruha sang for them in Outo. Though he might not look it, he carried a tune well, pausing only now and again to clear his throat with a cough. Music had always come fairly easily.

[contentincloset.livejournal.com]

Maybe he'd made a mistake in saying that Fai could talk about "anything". After he'd said it, Kurogane had braced for talk of sake and puppies and such. Instead of that though, he heard a humming and looked down, somewhat dumbfounded. Well, he had said anything, so he guessed that counted. He gave Mello a questioning look, but got a nod that it was acceptable. So long as Fai was keeping conscious, anything was probably all right.

He sighed again, thankful that he didn't have to keep talking, then leaned back against the wall and kept his head lowered to watch Fai and make sure that he kept breathing. If he stopped humming, Kurogane would get on him again. At least the humming wasn't so bad; Fai was in tune, so far as he knew. And he recognized the melody as well. It was the same as that I-1 Oni-woman had been singing that night at the Clover. Not one of Kurogane's favorites, but only because he hadn't agreed with the lyrics.

[not-rly-fai.livejournal.com]

The song gave him a sort of nostalgic feeling and the drugs made him oddly euphoric. It would have been pleasant except for the fact that he could hardly move and breathing was still difficult. He repeated the song once more before moving on to another one, the same song he'd played on the piano just the day before, with Quatre. It was some classical piece he hadn't heard of before, but the tune had been nice and simple.

[contentincloset.livejournal.com]

Fai had brought up some more blood with his humming; Kurogane could see another red line running down from the corner of his mouth. "Don't stop," he said as he reached out a hand and brushed the blood away again, not thinking too much of the gesture. He'd done the same earlier, so it was no big deal, and Fai didn't need to stop humming because of it either. His mouth wasn't exactly moving except to breathe.

He pulled his hand back with a slid against the edge of the bed to clear the blood before folding his arms again. Watching Fai hum wasn't really all that important unless he kept coughing up blood, Kurogane decided, so he closed his eyes once again and simply listened. He'd give a glance every now and than after any coughing, but that would be all that was needed.

Morning needed to come.

[cnflctofintrst.livejournal.com]

The humming was tolerable, although Mello's attention was cursory. He didn't want to leave them, in case Fai stopped breathing again, but for now, the man seemed like he'd last until day.

Overall, the night had been a success. He'd gotten the tools to modify his radio, made two potential allies, and helped save someone's life. That should be worth a few favors. He wouldn't have time to work on the radio before the night ended, but it would be easy to break the scissors into two parts and give one to L's roommate or Misora.

He was pleased with himself, and he made no attempt to hide it. Mello took the scissors from his waistband and twirled them on one finger as he half-listened to Fai's humming and waited for morning to begin.