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Jennacy 
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You Go, I Go. (II)
I opened my eyes to see Masao hovering over me, a smile on his face.

"Hey buddy,we're here," Masao said as he shook my shoulder.

Slowly I sat up, hoping the pounding inside of my head would go away. I knew that this headache would develop into one of those dumb migraines that I would get when I screwed around with my medications.

"Are you okay Hitoshi?" Masao asked, a concered look on his face.

"Yeah," I whispered. It hurt to talk, hell, it hurt to breathe, but I wasn't going to tell Masao that. He always made a big deal over nothing.

"You sure?"

God how I hated that! I brushed past him grabbing my duffel bag, slinging it over my shoulder. As a wave of dizziness caused me to fall against the row of seats on the bus, I managed to straighten myself up quickly before Masao or anyone else saw that happen.

Michael, one of our managers, stood off to the side of the hotel entrance, clipboard in his hands. I stopped and got my room assignment and the card. Once I got inside the room, I dropped my duffel bag and laid out across the bed.

I started thinking about Kotorii and wondering how she was. I thought about calling the hospitals in Oklahoma City to see if she was there, but I knew that they wouldn't give me any patient information. It was my fault and I wouldn't rest until I found out how she was.

A knock on the hotel door took my thoughts about Kotorii away for the moment. When I went to stand up, a pain in my back took my breath away and caused me to sit back down quickly onto the bed. I took a deep breath in and stood up to go to the door. I knew I was staggering towards the door, but I blamed it on the headache.

“Took you long enough,” Masao mumbled as he carried his bag, my bag and a laptop computer into the room.

“Yes it did,” I replied slowly, gathering the words like it was a major speech. I must have been doing something I shouldn’t have because Masao was staring at me like I had green skin or something. The last thing I heard was Masao yelling my name and then it went dark.

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Re: You Go, I Go. (II)
Kira paced the hall furiously. Almost as soon as Kotorii had gone unconscious, the tiny room became packed with people. She was ushered out of the room, much to her protesting. She was too emotional, they said. Kira knew they were right, but that didn’t make her feel any better. She wanted to help her best friend. She had stood outside the room and watched helplessly as they worked on her best friend. The next thing she knew Kotorii was being wheeled to the OR. No one would tell her anything.
So, now she was in the OR waiting room cursing herself. She wasn’t sure why, but she continued anyway. Her shift was supposed to last until 7pm. Kotorii was brought into the emergency room just before 6pm and Kira’s supervisor had let her off early to go be with Kotorii. It was now after 8pm and Kotorii had been in surgery for about 20 minutes.
Everything seemed to be happening too fast. Yet, now that Kotorii was in surgery, everything was moving too slow. Kira thought about Kotorii’s request for her to try to find out if Hitoshi was okay. She didn’t want to leave the OR, but she knew that it would be awhile before Kotorii would be out. She walked down the hall to one of the tech stations and asked to borrow a computer with internet access. She was directed into a corner with a laptop on the desk.
The computer didn’t have aol instant messenger so she had to use the Quick Buddy. She signed on her name and entered Tidal Wave in the information box. A message blinked to tell her that the user was not signed on. A flash of anger rippled through her.
“You’d think he’d be on here to try to see if she is okay. What an...” She stopped herself. That wasn’t fair. If something had happened to him, of course he wouldn’t be on. She still couldn’t squash the feelings of blame towards him even though Kotorii insisted it was her own fault. More than anything Kira was just being a protective friend and the thought of losing Kotorii was too much to consider. She sighed and shut down the screen. She thanked the tech that let her use the computer and headed back towards the waiting room. She waited for another hour before someone came out to address her.
“Kotoriiacy Hulford?”
Kira rushed over to the man in green scrubs that had just emerged through the double doors. “How is she?!”
The man frowned. “Her kidneys shut down due to the overdose. We tried to repair them, but there was already some scar tissue.”
Kira’s eyes widened. “I remember her telling me that when she was younger she got a little bit of damage from one of the medications she was on.”
The doctor nodded. “Whenever there is a trauma to the body like with what happened with Kotoriiacy, it is common for a major organ to shut down. Since her kidneys were weaker than normal, those would be the most likely to shut down.” He explained.
“That makes sense. Were you able to repair them?” Kira asked anxiously.
“No. Between the scar tissue and what her body just went through, it was impossible. She is going to need dialysis until she can receive a transplant.” He frowned again. “Of course, she may not want a transplant. If she had no desire to live...”
Kira bristled. “She didn’t want to die. She...” She stopped, not knowing how to finish what she was wanting to say. Of course she couldn’t tell this man what had happened. Then the realization of Kotorii needing a transplant sank in. Her eyes filled with tears. “When can I see her?” She whispered.
“Someone will come get you when she is out of recovery.” He told her. With that he turned around and went through the double doors.
“Obviously he didn’t learn the importance of having a good bedside manor.”
Kira muttered under her breath. She sank back onto the hard couch and let the tears flow. A few minutes later her pager beeped at her.
She went back to the tech station and called the number. It was Laura. She worked with Kira and was also an intern.
“Kira! You’ll never believe what I found out!” Her voice sounded excited.
Kira groaned. What could there possibly be to get excited about? “What?”
“I just talked to one of the paramedics that went to pick up your friend! You won’t believe this!”
A little warning light went off in Kira’s head. “Go on.” She said uneasily.
“Okay, well he said that they found her on the floor next to a computer and the screen was flashing messages. He hit print thinking it would give a clue to what had happened. He didn’t type anything back, but took the papers with him. He told me that she was having a conversation with someone named Hitoshi and then someone named Masao got on. He said that the Hitoshi person said he was on a bus and was passing through the city! You know who I think it is?!” Laura could barely contain her excitement.
Kira groaned inwardly. “Who?”
“I think it is the X Japan. I know they are on tour right now and it was Hitoshi and Masao! Kira, the paramedic said the Hitoshi guy was going to kill himself!” She sounded upset when she said the last part.
@#%$. “Laura, come on. Why would Kotorii be talking to the X Japan? Isn’t that a little farfetched?” Kira hoped she sounded convincing.
“I bet it’s them.” Laura insisted stubbornly.
“Um, Laura, have you said this to anyone else?” Kira asked carefully.
“No, you’re the first person I have told.” She replied.
“Good. Don’t say anything to anyone else about this okay? Promise me.” Kira said urgently.
“Okay. Why not?” Laura sounded skeptical.
“Please just trust me. Oh, and do you remember the paramedic’s name?” Kira asked. She had to talk to him as soon as she could. If this got out it could be bad.
“I don’t know, but I can find out.” Laura offered.
“Thanks. I’m going to let you go, I have to make some calls.” Kira was getting anxious.
“Okay, but wait! I almost forgot to tell you. Guess what else?! About Hitoshi...he’s...”

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(10/29/01 3:54 pm)
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Re: You Go, I Go. (II)
"Hitoshi?!" Masao yelled out as soon as he saw Hitoshi's eyes roll back into his head and him fall to the floor, striking his head on the dresser.

Masao rolled his friend over and immediately felt faint when he saw the blood running down the side of Hitoshi's face from where he hit the dresser. He noticed that Hitoshi's lips were turning blue. Masao pressed his ear to Hitoshi's nose and mouth and discovered he had stopped breathing.

"@#%$," Masao shouted as he jumped up and grabbed the phone and dialed zero for the hotel operator. It seemed to take forever to Masao for the operator to answer the phone. When she finally did, Masao skipped the pleasantries and fired into his request.

"Masao Yamaki...room number...@#%$, I don't know...we need an ambulance, he's not breathing!"

There must have been panic in Masao's voice because he could detect the panic relfected in the operator's. All she said was okay and cut him off.

Masao threw the receiver down and went back to Hitoshi. He once again pressed his ear to Hitoshi's mouth and was frustrated to discover that he was still not breathing. Desperately trying to remember what he had learned when he was a cub scout, Masao tilted Hitoshi's head back and started ...room number...@#%$, I don't know...we need an ambulance, he's not breathing!"

There must have been panic in Masao's voice because he could detect the panic relfected in the operator's. All she said was okay and cut him off.

Masao threw the receiver down and went back to Hitoshi. He once again pressed his ear to Hitoshi's mouth and was frustrated to discover that he was still not breathing. Desperately trying to remember what he had learned when he was a cub scout, Masao tilted Hitoshi's head back and started ...room number...@#%$, I don't know...we need an ambulance, he's not breathing!"

There must have been panic in Masao's voice because he could detect the panic relfected in the operator's. All she said was okay and cut him off.

Masao threw the receiver down and went back to Hitoshi. He once again pressed his ear to Hitoshi's mouth and was frustrated to discover that he was still not breathing. Desperately trying to remember what he had learned when he was a cub scout, Masao tilted Hitoshi's head ba then his voice got funny sounding and then his eyes rolled back and he fell and hit his head on the dresser," Masao recounted the events for the paramedic.

The paramedic wrote what Masao was relating quickly on a pad of paper.

"Is he on any meds or does he take anything on a regular basis?"

Masao hated to relay any personal information about Hitoshi to the EMT's, but he knew that it was vital information.

"Yes, um, well he takes Seldane for allergies and Ativan for some occasional anxiety problems," Masao replied. He noticed that when he said the words occasional anxiety problems that the EMT paused with his writing.

"Anything else?" the paramedic asked.

Now Masao realized that he had to say something to them. Hitoshi's heart stopped and he quit breathing, it had to be from the meds he took earlier.

"Yeah, he took an accidental overdose a few hours ago," Masao lied. It wasn't accidental, but they didn't need to know that, he reasoned.

Both paramedics looked at Masao. "What did he take and do you remember what time he did this at?"

"I think it was around 3 this afternoon, but I'm not really sure what he took," Masao replied.

"Well, we'll have to have him give us that info through labs then," a paramedic replied.

The paramedics worked together on placing Hitoshi on the cot and then covering his body up with a white blanket and strapping him down.

"Is it okay if I go with you guys, I could probably fill the doctor in on Hitoshi and stuff," Masao asked quietly.

The paramedics acknowledged Masao's request and Masao followed them out the door and down the hall, passing Hikaru and AJ on the way by.

"No time to explain, I'll call you when I can," Masao remarked as he walked past Hikaru and AJ.

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Re: You Go, I Go. (II)
Once again Kira sat in the Intensive Care room waiting for her best friend to wake up. Kotorii had gotten out of surgery nearly a half an hour ago. Now she was on a respirator. The doctor had told Kira that it was common after a major surgery like that for the patient to be on one. As soon as Kotorii woke up and felt a little stronger, they could take it out. It still upset Kira to see Kotorii that way.
She knew that as soon as Kotorii would wake up and be coherent, she would try to ask Kira what she found out about Hitoshi. Kira wasn’t sure how to handle that one without upsetting her. Laura’s words rang in her ears. “About Hitoshi...he’s being brought to a hospital! It just got called in.
“Here?! How do you know it was Hitoshi?”
“The description they said matched his and they said it was high profile. And I don’t know what ER ended up taking the call. It’s a pretty far range so who knows. I didn’t hear.”
Kira still hadn’t found out what hospital Hitoshi was taken too. She didn’t want to leave Kotorii’s side in case she woke up. Instead, Kira kept a silent vigil by Kotorii’s bed.
Another half hour went by before she began to stir. Kira stood up and hovered over her. A moment later Kotorii’s eyes fluttered.
“Kotoriiie? Hey, are you finally going to wake up now?” Kira said in a soft voice.
Her eyes shifted around the room and a flicker of fear passed through them.
Kira saw it. “You have a tube down your throat so you can breathe. When you get a little stronger, they will let you have it out. Maybe tomorrow morning.”
Kotorii’s eyes shifted again and she looked back at Kira questioningly. They had always been able to finish each other’s sentences and know what the other was thinking and now that came in quite handy.
“It’s a quarter to 10.” Kira answered.
Kotorii looked agitated like she wanted to say something. Kira was hoping she wasn’t going to ask about Hitoshi and thought that maybe since she had just woken up and seemed a little out of it, that maybe the thought wouldn’t cross her mind.
“Hold on, let me get you a pad of paper and you can try to write what you want to say okay?” Kira offered.
Kotorii nodded ever so slightly.
Kira left and returned a moment later with a large notebook and a fat marker. It would be easier to write that way. She positioned it so Kotorii could write on it easily. Then she put the marker in her hand.
Very slowly, Kotorii scribbled “r u ok?”
It looked like a child’s handwriting, but Kira was still able to read it. A knot formed itself in her throat. She shouldn’t be worried about anyone else, but herself at the moment.
“I’m fine. Don’t you be worrying about me, you punk. You need to worry about getting yourself better!” Kira chastised. She smiled when she said it though.
Kotorii attempted a small smile.
Kira was relieved that that was her question, but then Kotorii gestured for the notebook again. Kira put it in front of her and Kotorii began to write again.
This time it merely read “Hitoshi?” in that same childish handwriting. Kotorii’s eyes searched Kira for the answer that Kira didn’t know how to give.


~*~*~*~*~


Masao stared at Hitoshi’s face as he laid on the cot in the emergency room. He was hooked up to all sorts of monitors and had different IV bags hanging from the pole. They told Masao they still weren’t sure what caused Hitoshi to pass out like he did at the hotel. The only thing they were certain of was that he had a concussion from the fall when Hitoshi hit his head. The labs from Hitoshi’s blood would hopefully tell them at least what he took, the levels could tell them a little about how much he took.

The smell first clued me in to where I was at. It was that sickly antiseptic smell that only a hospital would have. God, how I hated that smell. It made me sick and I’ve been in the ER’s often enough with migraines to know the smell.

Slowly, I opened my eyes to see where exactly I was at. The white tiled walls immediately told me I was stuck in some god forsaken emergency room.

“Hitoshi! Thank god you’re awake!” Masao said with a big grin on his face.

I managed to smile at him. I wanted to ask him how come I landed here when he promised me that we would never go to an emergency room because of the publicity it could generate. The headache I had stopped me from speaking.

Masao’s grin was immediately replaced with a look of concern. “Hitoshi, you passed out at the hotel. What exactly did you take?”

I tried to think back to what I had done earlier. I remember grabbing some brown bottles and dumping the contents on the counter. It was a mixture of my meds and Masao’s meds. Pain killers.... heart meds....asprin, basically everything but the kitchen sink.

“I’m not sure.” My voice was so quiet, I had a hard time hearing myself.

Masao was still looking at me with that concerned face. When he took his hand to pinch off the tears that were in his eyes, I felt awful. As I was starting to get oriented I remembered I was online when I took the meds. Suddenly it hit me like a slap in the face.

“Kotorii!” I managed to shout.

“I haven’t heard,” Masao mumbled, his head was still down.

“Where are we?” I squeaked.

“Oklahoma,” Masao replied, sighing.

“City?”

Masao nodded. He pulled the covers up across my chest. “Hitoshi, you need to quiet down and rest.”

“I need to know,” I protested. I didn’t finish the sentance. If something happened to Kotorii I would just will myself to die, there was no point living with her death on my shoulders.

“I’ll find out later,” Masao replied.

I reached out from under the covers and grabbed Masao’s arm and squeezed it as tightly as I could. His eyes locked on mine. “Please!”

“I’ll try Hitoshi,” Masao said quietly.

I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. I grabbed at the tube they had put in my nose and tried to pull it out. Masao grabbed my hands and held them down.

“Hitoshi, leave it in, it’s draining your stomach, you evidentally didn’t throw up all those meds you took,” Masao reprimanded.

I must have started to look weird to Masao because his face got this funny look on it.

“Hitoshi? Hang in there, what’s wrong? Hitoshi!”

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Re: You Go, I Go. (II)
I searched Kira’s face for answers. She looked very uncomfortable when I managed to scrawl “Hitoshi” on the piece of paper. Something was wrong. I could tell. She averted her eyes from mine.
I want to talk so bad, but the blasted tube down my throat prevented me. I wanted to rip it out, but the mere thought of that made me cringe. I knew I didn’t have the strength at the present moment, not to mention it would probably kill me. Although, I wasn’t sure I cared at the moment.
“Kotorii, I’m...uh...” Kira started.
I still held the marker so I struggled to write, “TELL ME.” She looked at the paper, then at me. It looked like she was trying to figure out what to say.
“I don’t really know. Something happened, but I don’t know what.” She finally said. She let out a long sigh. “You remember Laura? One of the other interns? She said that a guy that matched Hitoshi’s description was radioed in. EMSA said the patient was high profile. Laura didn’t find out which hospital and she wasn’t sure where they were calling from.”
My eyes grew wide and filled with tears. My frustration grew because I couldn’t do anything, but lie in this damn bed. I struggled to write more. “Find out where.”
Kira sighed again. “Don't get yourself all worked up! That isn’t going to help anything. You are going to make yourself worse.”
Tears slipped down my cheeks. I wrote some more. “Dont care. My fault.”
Kira glared at me now. “What is your fault?!” She demanded. I think she felt as frustrated as I did, but for different reasons. She was watching her best friend lie in a hospital bed, attached to several machines including a respirator, and I was not helping the situation by getting all upset. I couldn’t help myself though.
I wrote some more. “Suppose to help. He dies, my fault. Didnt do my job.”
Kira shook her head. “Kotorii! No! You can’t control what people do. You can’t stop someone from doing something if that is what they want to do. You tried to help. You did the best you could. You can’t blame yourself! That is ridiculous!”
Her words might have made sense. I would never believe them though. In my heart, if he died, I would blame myself for not being able to help him.
At that moment Kira’s pager went off. She glanced at me and then at her page. “It’s Laura.” She said quietly. “I’m going to go call her and I will be right back okay?”
I nodded, cursing the fact that they didn’t put phones in ICU rooms. She came back a few moments later, her face a few shades paler.
“He’s here. They just brought him in. I don’t know how Laura found out because I bet they are keeping this as tightly sealed as possible.” She told me in a hushed voice.
I gestured for her to let me write again. She held it up and I scribbled “is he ok?”
“I don’t know. She didn’t know anything else.” Kira replied. She frowned. This was not a good thing. One paramedic knew about what had really happened and she guessed the whoever else was there did too. Somehow Laura had found out and who knew who else. Somewhere floating around was the conversation printed out. If that got out it could be really bad. “Kotorii, there is something else.” Kira started. She hated saying anything that might upset Kotorii further, but Kotorii had to know. “One of the paramedics printed out the conversation you had with Hitoshi. Somehow Laura knows about it.”
I felt the color drain from my face. I started to scribble again. “Find him please.”
Kira nodded.
Just then the overhead system came to life. “Code Blue! Dr. Phelps to the ER STAT. Dr. Phelps to the ER.”
Oh god. Oh god.
Kira looked at me quickly. “Kotorii, you don’t know...” But she stopped, the fear in her face betraying her words.
I started to shake. I tried to fight the respirator. I felt like I couldn’t catch my breath.
“Kotorii. Kotorii, relax! Let the machine breathe for you. Kotorii, calm down. @#%$!” Kira’s face was over mine and I could see her trying to stay calm. She reached for the call button and pushed it. “Come on Kotorii. You need to relax. You are going to hyperventilate!”
I didn’t even here what she was saying. I didn’t notice the people that had just flooded my room. I didn’t even notice my own pain. All I really could tell was that I couldn’t breathe. It was my fault. My fault. And then once again the merciful darkness took me away again.


~*~*~*~*~


Masao stood off to the corner of the ER, watching people wearing hospital scrubs move about the room quickly. Each had their own jobs to do, places they were assigned when a code was called.

A nurse gently touched Masao’s shoulder. “I think it would be best if you come with me.”

Masao reluctantly walked where the nurse led him, his eyes looking back towards Hitoshi’s room until he could no longer see it. The nurse led him down a hallway to a small room that had a few chairs, a dark coffee table and boxes of tissues on each end table.

“This is a private waiting room. I will come back once they have him stabilized. If you need anything, my name is Patty, just ask for me at the front desk.”

With that, she softly closed the door to the small room. Masao, feeling clausterphobic, got up and opened the door and then took a seat, leaning forward and cradling his head in his hands thinking and praying.

The minutes dragged as Masao waited for the nurse to return with some news about Hitoshi. Seeing the telephone sitting on the table, Masao debated on whether or not to call Kevin and decided that they were probably just as anxious and as worried as he was.

Masao sighed as he fished out his hotel room card. Luckily, the number was printed on the back of the card so he could. When the hotel operator answered, Masao quickly asked for “Kevin Reynold’s room.”

“Yeah?” Kevin answered abruptly.

“Kev, it’s me, Masao.”

Kevin immediately pounded Masao with questions. “What the hell happened? How is he? What did he do? Where the hell are you?”

“Kevin, slow it down, calm down,” Masao tried to quiet Kevin. “Some hospital in Okalahoma City. Hitoshi took some pills on the bus, a mixture of them, we don’t know what for sure he took or how much.”

“He tried to kill himself?” Kevin asked, his voice rising.

“Calm down, Kev.”

Masao listened and waited for Kevin to settle down before he began again. “At this point I’m not sure what’s going on yet. Hitoshi was upset over something that happened this afternoon when he was online and with that, plus his breakup, he just couldn’t handle it anymore.”

“He’s gonna be alright though, right? I mean, Hitoshi will pull through,” Kevin asked with a hopeful voice.

Sighing, Masao raked a hand through his hair. “I dunno, Kev, at this point I dunno.” Masao could feel his emotions coming out of check. “ I will call you when I know something defiHitoshi,” Masao added quickly.

Hanging up the phone, Masao sank back into his seat. When he heard the destinctive sound of rubber on the lineoleum floors he looked up, expecting to see Patty in the doorway. The girl in the hospital scrubs wasn’t her.

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Re: You Go, I Go. (II)
Kira stood nervously in the narrow doorway. Suddenly she wasn’t sure what to say. Masao stared at her expectantly. For a moment she was at a loss for words. She had never seen him in person and she never had expected to either. Especially in this state. He looked awful. Much like she did, she supposed. That big grin that she had always seen in pictures was nowhere to be found. His eyes were red from crying and he hair was all disheveled.
“Um, I’m Kira. Kotorii’s friend.” She said hesitantly.
He raised his eyebrows. “Oh wow. She’s here?” He said softly. He stood and shook her hand. Then he gestured to one of the other chairs in the room and she sat down. Kira smiled tightly at the shocked look on his face. She was probably the last person he expected to see. “How is he?” She asked.
“They are getting him stabilized. How’s Kotorii?” Masao countered.
“Scared the crap outta me again. She had just woken up when they called the code. She sort of freaked and ended up passing out. They got her stabilized, but she isn’t awake either.” Kira replied.
Masao raked his hand through his hair again, making it even more messed up. “Is she going to be okay?”
Kira looked at the floor and tried to will the tears away. “I don’t know.” She whispered. “Her kidneys shut down. They can’t fix them.”
“Oh god...” Masao put his hand on Kira’s shoulder. He didn’t know what to say.
“What about Hitoshi? Did they get everything out of his system?” Kira looked up at Masao.
“I don’t know. He woke up for a while. He got really upset when he remembered what had happened. He kept asking about Kotorii and he tried to rip the tube in his throat out. Then his eyes sort of rolled back and the machines started beeping. I don’t know what caused it.” Masao shook his head.
“That’s what Kotorii did too. She kept getting all worked up. Saying if anything happened then it would be her fault. Then we heard the code blue and she freaked out.” Kira was trying not to cry.
“Her fault?! Why on earth would she blame herself?!” Masao demanded.
“I don’t know.” Kira said miserably. “I am scared to death.” The tears started to fall.
Masao leaned over and put his arms around her. He couldn’t stop his own tears from falling.
“Why did this happen? Why did they do this?” Kira moaned.
Masao didn’t reply. He didn’t know what to say. This was killing him. Not only was Hitoshi unconscious and who knew what complications he suffered from, but also Kotorii had done something equally as stupid. He knew that this was the last thing that Hitoshi needed to go through. He also knew that Kotorii had some other health issues and now had failed kidneys to deal with on top of it.
Kira straightened herself up. She was frustrated that she let her emotions get the better of her. She had been trying to be strong for Kotorii, but it was all getting to overwhelming. “Masao there is another potential problem.”
“What?” He asked warily. He didn’t need anything else to go wrong.
“What did you tell the paramedics about what happened?” Kira asked.
“Um, that he accidentally overdosed on one of his medications.” Masao frowned, wondering where she was going with this.
“One of the paramedics saw Kotorii’s computer on and messages flashing. He printed it out and brought it with. People have seen the conversation.”
“Oh god...” He breathed. “How many people?”
“I have no idea. One of the interns I work with told me she knew about it, but hadn’t read it.” Kira told him.
Masao sighed heavily. “Do you know how bad this could be if it gets out?”
“I know! They are going to connect it all together! Two people brought in to the ER very close to the same time, both from an overdose. Anyone who reads that conversation is going to connect Kotorii and Hitoshi.” Kira said in frustration.
“So, what do we do?” Masao rubbed his eyes.
“I am doing what I can to get ahold of it and find out who knows what.” Kira replied.
“I can’t believe this is happening.” Masao muttered.
“Me neither.” Kira agreed. Her pager went off. She read the message and her face lit up at what she saw. “She’s awake!”
Masao smiled. “Are you going back?”
“Yeah, want to come?”
Masao nodded. “Think she’d mind?”
“Of course not. I bet she will be very happy to see you.”
“I hate to go anywhere without knowing what is happening, but if I don’t can’t tell him how Kotorii is, he will just get all upest again.” Brain said.
“We’ll make sure you find out right away when he wakes up.” Kira promised.
They walked down the hall and stopped at the main desk. Kira left her pager number with instructions to be paged immediately when Hitoshi was stabilized. They took the elevator to the intensive care unit. Kira’s heart was flip-flopping, anxious to see if Kotorii was okay. Kira didn’t know how much more she could take. They stopped at the desk before going to her room. Della was sitting at the desk and smiled at Kira.
“She woke up about ten minutes ago. We took the tube out because she tried to fight it again when she woke up. She’s on oxygen, but other than that she is breathing okay. She is a stubborn thing, isn’t she? Determined to be off the respirator.” Della grinned.
“You have no idea.” Kira muttered. “Thank you Del.” She called over her shoulder as she and Masao walked to Kotorii’s room. She knocked softly and opened the door.
~*~*~*~


Monica changed her surgical gloves as she prepared to recheck her patient’s set up. Hitoshi Kazuhiko and the X Japan was something Monica was very familiar with. As she set about washing Hitoshi’s face, images of the videos she had seen on Mtv ran through her mind. It was weird to think that she would be caring for him.

“Monica! You’d never guess what I have!”

Monica glanced up to see her friend Terri waving a piece of white paper back and forth.

“What is it?”

“It’s the copy of Hitoshi Kazuhiko’s chat from early today,” Terri gushed, evidentially proud of her accomplishment.

Monica was adjusting the breathing tube in Hitoshi’s mouth. “Where did you get that at?”

“I got it from Jen, she was the EMT that was dispatched to his case,” Terri explained. “Oh, and you’ll never guess this in a million years, Hitoshi Kazuhiko was trying to kill himself!”

Monica stopped what she was doing and stared at Hitoshi’s face. “No way!”

“It’s true. It says right here, Tidal Wave: I’m tired of living. I took a handful of pills,” Terri slowly read the statement.

“Why on earth would he be tired of living? He of all people that has anything and everything to live for?”

“That’s the weird part. And then there’s this girl, Kotorii, she threatened to drink a bottle of albuterol if Hitoshi took the pills. From what I heard she isn’t in very good shape, they are not really sure if she’s going to pull through this yet.” Terri walked up to the bed and stared at Hitoshi laying there. “What about him? Is he going to pull through this?”

“I’m not supposed to discuss this at all Terri, I’m sorry,” Monica apologized.

“Oh come on, we’re best friends, you can tell me,” Terri begged.

“His doctors said that he will make it, but his system was compromised with the meds he took and they are still uncertain if there is permanent damage,” Monica explained.

“What kind of damage?” Terri asked.

“He wasn’t breathing when the EMT’s got to him, oh @#%$, I’ve already said too much Terri,” Monica started to busy herself with the equipment.

Terri’s mouth dropped open. “Holy @#%$, you mean he’s got brain damage?”

“I never said that!” Monica defened.

“But you don’t disagree that there’s that possibilty?” Terri prodded.

Monica let out a deep sigh. “Terri, at this point anything is possible, okay? Please, just drop it. Anything you and I just said stays in this room, agreed?”

“Sure thing Monica,” Terri smiled. She turned and walked out into the hallway. The only thing Terri could think about was contacting the National Enquirer with this story and giving them the chat conversation. She could use a good chunk of money and never have to worry about her finances ever again.

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Tiren
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(10/29/01 7:37 pm)
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Re: You Go, I Go. (II)
geez, things keep getting worse and worse. Is there a way out for our heroes? I hope so...it's a good story though.

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(11/1/01 8:07 am)
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Re: You Go, I Go. (II)
....

ALL THE NURSES SHOULD DIE...

Derived from life hath a lesson in death be learned, so if in death be assumed another lesson for lfe be founded--what to do??
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