[fic] Theme 050 "Dim", for 100_wangsts {遊☆戯☆王: implied Yami/Yuugi; G}
Happy birthday arivess! I seem to have a knack of posting angst on people’s birthdays though, I should remedy that...
But anyhow - we’re halfway through the challenge! (cheers) Only 50 more to go...well, that’s a partial lie, since I’ve got almost half of those all written out, but still. Hee.
I know, you’re all thinking: what? Moar update? Is she crazy? Think of this also as an apology for not updating for a month.
Written for 100_wangsts. This is theme 050.
Genre: Angst
Rating: G
Pairings: implied Yami/Yuugi
Story Type: Drabble/one-shot
Summary: Please don’t let his condition worsen.
Disclaimer: Which part of me looks like Takahashi-san?
Spoilers: None, post-series.
Warnings: Um, angst?
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“Is Saito-sensei in?”
The nurse looked up and saw a pair of aged violet eyes. She immediately recognized him.
“Yes, he is. I’ll just page him to let him know you’re here.”
Sugoroku nodded, fidgeting. The doctor had given him a call an hour ago, saying he had something important to tell him. He’d immediately closed the Shop after ridding the customers, most of whom had understood the reason of his agitated state.
The intercom crackled. “Ah, Motou-san. Come into my office and we’ll talk, please.”
To Sugoroku, the short walk took longer than in actuality. The white hallway had somehow miraculously lengthened; the various posters about health and hygiene seemed to have multiplied since the last time he was here. Nurses and other doctors bustled around him, carts wheeled almost dangerously fast, with needles and vials of blood trembling in their racks. The noise sounded so loud, and suddenly Sugoroku felt the whole hospital shrink, compressing into an uncomfortable size, and he gasped quietly.
Then he was at his room.
He breathed deeply, forcing himself to calm down. There was no use in getting so worked up - he would be finding out why the doctor called soon enough. The chair squeaked as Saito turned around to face Sugoroku, who sat much more rigidly in the plastic one for patients.
Opening the file labelled with the kanji for Motou, Saito began, “Well, Motou-san, his injuries seem to be healing nicely. Not at an incredibly amazing pace, but we’re still pleased with the progress he’s making. The bruises are fading, his breathing and heart-rate are very normal. He’s woken up twice, but he’s quite...disoriented and couldn’t stay conscious for an extended period of time.”
“So Yuugi can be discharged as soon as he can stay awake, right?”
“That would be the case, except...” the doctor hesitated.
It was never good to hear that from a doctor. Sugoroku’s insides froze as he prepared for it. “Except?”
“What’s troubling me about Yuugi is what happened when he woke up. Both times. The nurses and I heard him mumble don’t leave me again, mou hitori no boku, over and over. So we did a CAT scan...”
‘Mou hitori no boku’? Yuugi, surely not...? “And?” He asked, almost fearfully.
“Our neuro-specialist concludes that due to the concussion to the back of Yuugi’s skull, his occipital lobe has been affected.”
Sugoroku slumped in his chair and whispered, “So Yuugi will turn blind?”
“No,” Saito corrected quietly.
“Then that’s a good thing, isn’t it? Please tell me nothing will be wrong.”
The doctor looked away, unable to gaze into the worried eyes of Motou Sugoroku. It was always hard to tell the patient’s relatives this kind of news. “We’re not sure how severe the damage will affect Yuugi’s future after he wakes up. But based on what happened and our neuro-specialist’s report...” Here he hesitated again. “We’re afraid this lesion will cause some inconveniences.”
“Inconveniences?” Sugoroku echoed hollowly.
“I told you we heard Yuugi mutter nonsense when he woke up. Unless there’s a way to cure that lesion, Yuugi will be experiencing visual hallucinations.”
A few minutes later, Sugoroku walked out of the room. He wobbled as a wave of nausea washed over him. It can’t be. Sitting down on the edge of the plastic bench, he hid his face in his hands. And shook. It can’t be.
- Owari -
Story Word Count: 561
Authoress Notes: Yes, yes, I know it should be ‘Mutou’ instead of ‘Motou’, but I’ve grown attached to using Motou...