Dimension(s) 19/?
Title: Dimension(s)
Chapter: 19/?
Author: kiroyo
Genre: Angst, Drama, Psychological, Mental disorders
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own this page of lies.
Rating: PG15
Pairing: Aoi x Shou, Hiroto x Uruha
Synopsis: Aoi and Shou have split personality disorder. What happens when parts of themselves hate and love one of the other, when the main individuals themselves are not aware of their other identities?
Comments: An update after a month.
Shou hopped out of his bed and flailed to the door when he heard footsteps. He prised open the doorknob to see his father, whose haggard face and slouched shoulders revealed nothing less than immense aging which had taken place overnight.
"What happened to Aoi, father?"
The doctor slowly sat down on one of Shou's study chairs and surveyed his son, taking in his features when suddenly a glimpse of Hiroto flickered across Shou’s face. Blinking in surprise, the elder Kazamasa realized it was a trick of the light. Or was it…? Tired and overworked, he ran a rugged hand over his face and sighed.
That only made Shou more uneasy. "Is he alright now? Can I go see him?"
The old man shook his head. "No Shou. He's not in a condition to see anyone right now."
"But why-"
"Rest assured his life is not in danger." Shou's father said, his low voice trailing off as he doubted the credibility of that statement. "He will be alright as long as he begins therapy now. Until then, no one should disturb him for it could interfere with his recovery."
Shou's lips which had parted for a retort, clamped shut.
"You want Shiroyama-kun to get well don't you Shou?"
"Yes I do father..." Shou muttered. "I-I won't bother him." He bowed his head down as his vision begun to cloud.
"That's my boy." The doctor stood up and ruffled his hair, then he picked up the file he had brought in with him and left.
Rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, Shou sniffed. "I'm worried about Aoi, Pon..." he said softly, "It's been almost 3 weeks now..."
"I'm sure he's alright Shou. Your dad's taking care of him after all. Have faith in both of them alright?"
Shou wiped away his tears as he mumbled in agreement, "Yes Pon. Father will treat Aoi and Aoi will get better. We'll be playing him our songs before we know it."
Nodding along, Hiroto closed his eyes and willed himself to believe his own words.
A/N: Yes I know I've left this standing for a month... I've been so busy it's unbelievable D: But to keep this alive, I dug this chapter out from my files and here it is. And yes, this was written loooong ago ._. I'll be surprised if anyone still follows this fic, cos... I'm a terrible updater ^^;
Chapter: 19/?
Author: kiroyo
Genre: Angst, Drama, Psychological, Mental disorders
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own this page of lies.
Rating: PG15
Pairing: Aoi x Shou, Hiroto x Uruha
Synopsis: Aoi and Shou have split personality disorder. What happens when parts of themselves hate and love one of the other, when the main individuals themselves are not aware of their other identities?
Comments: An update after a month.
Shou hopped out of his bed and flailed to the door when he heard footsteps. He prised open the doorknob to see his father, whose haggard face and slouched shoulders revealed nothing less than immense aging which had taken place overnight.
"What happened to Aoi, father?"
The doctor slowly sat down on one of Shou's study chairs and surveyed his son, taking in his features when suddenly a glimpse of Hiroto flickered across Shou’s face. Blinking in surprise, the elder Kazamasa realized it was a trick of the light. Or was it…? Tired and overworked, he ran a rugged hand over his face and sighed.
That only made Shou more uneasy. "Is he alright now? Can I go see him?"
The old man shook his head. "No Shou. He's not in a condition to see anyone right now."
"But why-"
"Rest assured his life is not in danger." Shou's father said, his low voice trailing off as he doubted the credibility of that statement. "He will be alright as long as he begins therapy now. Until then, no one should disturb him for it could interfere with his recovery."
Shou's lips which had parted for a retort, clamped shut.
"You want Shiroyama-kun to get well don't you Shou?"
"Yes I do father..." Shou muttered. "I-I won't bother him." He bowed his head down as his vision begun to cloud.
"That's my boy." The doctor stood up and ruffled his hair, then he picked up the file he had brought in with him and left.
Rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, Shou sniffed. "I'm worried about Aoi, Pon..." he said softly, "It's been almost 3 weeks now..."
"I'm sure he's alright Shou. Your dad's taking care of him after all. Have faith in both of them alright?"
Shou wiped away his tears as he mumbled in agreement, "Yes Pon. Father will treat Aoi and Aoi will get better. We'll be playing him our songs before we know it."
Nodding along, Hiroto closed his eyes and willed himself to believe his own words.
A/N: Yes I know I've left this standing for a month... I've been so busy it's unbelievable D: But to keep this alive, I dug this chapter out from my files and here it is. And yes, this was written loooong ago ._. I'll be surprised if anyone still follows this fic, cos... I'm a terrible updater ^^;