No Rest for Exams

Title:
NO REST FOR EXAMS
Author:
Samurai Champloo (c) Geneon.
Summary:
Don't ask where the idea for this came from ^_^U It was partially wrote in an old notebook, so I
decided to resurrect it. Mostly wanted to use the characters in another setting, until episode #16
aired...and it took on a life of it’s own.
Rating:
R - Yaoi, Lemon, Shonen-ai, Language, Violence, Toy.
Pairing(s):
Mugen/Jin, Hinted OC/OC/Mugen/Jin
Characters:
Usual SC cast, plus a few OC's. AU/OOC.
Author's Notes:
So, prepare for mass AU/OOC after this point, but sweet, sweet Mugen/Jin action...Enjoy!
Disclaimer:
...I think we all know I don't own any of the characters...except the ones I made up, whom I love
dearly. *pets Yana and Shishi, waves to rest of cast*
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CHAPTER THIRTEEN - LITTLE BLUE PILLS AND BUZZKILLS

The pale one opened his eyes, the room was dead silent. Sitting up he seen it was empty, not a
soul or clue anywhere. The only sign he wasn’t alone was their belongings.
//Where did they go?//
He crossed to the edge of the bed, standing up slowly.

“Hello?” He called out, no response.
//They would not go far without their things.//

A few cigarettes and Shigure’s lighter were on the table, by Yana’s cell phone. Carelessly Jin
picked one up, lighting it with a small cough. Slender fingers picked up the shinny black phone,
unfolding it to see a picture that looked like many rain drops on the screen.
//Why would anyone want to use something so small?//
Taking another drag he wandered over to Shigure’s bag.
//Wait...I should not be doing this...//
The pale one quickly made it to the door, locking it and scooting a chair under the handle.

Returning to the bed, he unzipped the black leather backpack cautiously. Not that snooping was a
habit, but he was too curious to care. Immediately his eyes widened, the revolver from the car
chase was right on top. The pale one was almost afraid to touch it, but sat it on the bed.
//Is that not looking for trouble?//
Rummaging more he began to smell a familiar aroma. He pulled out a large freezer bag of weed,
the shocked lips gasped slightly.
//There is so much...//
He couldn’t help it, he opened it and breathed deep its delightful scent. The pale form shifted
happily, wanting to grab handfuls, but remembering he didn’t know how to roll one. Carefully he
sealed it back up, pouting.

A knife, a wallet, and two packs of papers made up the rest. Jin set the contents back, placing the
bag where he found it.
//Where is Yana’s...//
He smiled wickedly; they were going to invade his privacy, he was returning the favor. Snubbing
his cigarette, he picked up the large briefcase and duffel bag. The briefcase was typical. Work
stuff, their money, car keys and the lot...So he decided to raid the duffel bag. Clothes, cologne,
CD’s...hair products...then Jin’s hand touched something that felt like skin.

He gasped pulling his hand back quickly. It almost felt like someones hand.
//What was that?!//
Even more cautiously, he reached in again, grabbing the fleshy item. When he pulled it into sight
he chucked it on the bed, gasping again.

“What the fuck?!” He covered his mouth, standing up in shock.

It was a rather impressive vibrator. Flesh colored with raised veins and two round balls at the
base.

Jin stared at the intimidating object until he blushed.
//What is that thing? It looks like...//
He knew what it looked like, only didn’t know how or why that was possible.

Timidly he reached for it, examining it from a distance. The base had a dial on it. Curious he
turned it to the LO setting, the object began to shake and Jin dropped it. He blinked staring at it
bouncing on the bed.

“It moves?!”

He picked it up again, turning it on medium. Now it began to pulse as it vibrated. Laughing a
little, he hit the HI level. It began to wiggle rapidly as well.

This time he dropped it, standing back up. It flopped around aimlessly like a fish.

Blushing again, Jin turned it off; setting it back in Yana’s bag. He took a deep breath as he made it
to the cigarettes, promptly lighting one.
//Why would someone have something like that?//
As much as he hated to, he kept wondering about it, staring at the duffel bag. He sighed rubbing
his temples.
//This is what I get for being nosy.//

- - - - -

The three returned with food. Jin was setting on the bed looking deep in thought.

“Shit, I’m sorry babe. I thought you’d still be asleep. Didn’t mean to leave you...”

“Oh...it is fine.” He turned trying not to blush.
//Should I ask about it?//

“You okay?” He raised a brow, setting the food down.

“Heh, heh...fine.”
//No, then they will know I was looking through their belongings.//

“Anyway, I got you some stuff. You haven’t ate in a while, don’t think I didn’t notice.”

“Uh huh.” He got up, walking over to join them on the other bed.

Yana walked over to his bag, noticing it was tied differently.
//Was he?//
The blonde smirked seductively.
//Maybe he found it?//

“Let’s eat.”

- - - - -

There was a small bar downstairs; Jin declined, so Mugen and Shigure left. Yana stayed behind to
figure a way to get his money back; without being traced, or involving police.

Jin laid back on the bed, covering up his head. Lately he was becoming cold more often. He had
to admit his shoulder and body hurt. If he was not careful he would easily slip into another spell
of sickness. Six days seemed the usual length of time he’d be down...but that was six days being a
complete burden, and not able to run if anyone came.

Plus there we’re other factors...namely the lack of a certain medication he had been taking for a
while when he and Mugen met. It had been about 15 days since he had had them, choosing to not
let anyone know.
//We have enough problems as it is...I have been without them before...I can do this.//
But the constant feeling of nausea that sank in this morning, as well as a slight cramping to his
legs was becoming harder and harder to ignore.
//I have to be cautious...I should sleep today...//

“Baby?”

Jin jumped a little as a hand lay on his hip.

“Yana?”

“What are you doing under there? You’re not still embarrassed are you?”

“No.” The sleepy form smiled under the covers.

Yana pulled the blanket down, seeing the lovely face blink at the light pouring in.

“I am sorry...I was not hiding, I do not feel well.”

Yana looked concerned. “What’s wrong?”

“I am cold...is it not cold in here?” He kept his eyes closed against the light.

“But...it’s like 72...”

“It is?” He blinked, rolling to his back.

“Yeah.” Yana looked even more worried.

Jin looked away. “Oh...”

“You okay?” He let his hand touch the pale ones forehead. “Damn, you’re so hot...”

“It is nothing sleep cannot fix...”

“Yeah...” Yana noticed he was shivering. The blonde stood up and lay the blanket from the other
bed on him as well. “Is that better?”

“A little, thank you.”

He sat on the bed next to his legs. “...I can’t imagine what it’s like...for you.”

“Hmm?” Jin tried to focus his eyes on Yana’s face.

“Knowing...”

The pale one sighed, nodding. “You become accustomed to it.”

“How?” Yana turned facing him.

Jin blinked. “I am not sure...you can go insane or except it.”

“I’d be insane.”

“I was...for a little while.” The pale one held up his wrist, old faint scars in plain view.

“I’m sorry.” Yana took the wrist, kissing it softly.
//Why? Why does this have to happen to someone so sweet?//

“It is my burden...” The dull eyes fluttered closed. “Forgive me...I am so tired...”

“Right, I’m sorry. You sleep...”

Jin nodded, taking a deep breath. “Do not be sorry.”

- - - - -

//He looks so calm...relaxed. You’d never know he was dealing with something so hard.//
Yana wiped his eyes, they were beginning to damp. While he was sleeping; the blonde stared,
finally allowing the news to sink in.
//There’s got to be a way...//

The pale one stirred, Yana snapped aware.

Jin rolled to his back, taking a deep breath and yawning. Yana rubbed his leg, lovingly.

“Yana?”

“Yeah.”

“Heh, how long have I been asleep?”

“Couple of hours...”

“That long?” He opened his eyes, sitting up. “I feel a little better.”

“Good” The blonde smiled quietly.

The tone of the others voice worried him. “Is there something wrong? You seem really-”

He was cut off by the blondes lips, Yana using a passionate furry. Wrapping his fingers deeply
into the raven locks, other hand pulling Jin closely to him.

The pale one tried to breathe, Yana’s tongue taking his breath away.
//What has gotten into him?//
He moaned softly as Yana tugged his hair a little.

//Heh, I know you love that...//
The blonde pulled back enough to breathe.

“What was that for?” He spoke breathy.

“Just because you look so cute.”

“Is it late?”

“Three in the morning or so...Mugie and Yana must be bingeing.”

“I hope they are okay.”

“Shh...don’t think about them.” Yana nipped at his ear. “Jin, were you looking through my bag?”

“What?!” He paled, freezing.

“Heh, don’t worry...Did you, find anything...unusual?” The skilled tongue teased the delicate
lobe.

The flopping skin fish flashed in his mind.
“Yes...”
//Maybe he will tell me what it was...//

“What did you find?”

“...A penis...that, it moved...” The form blushed nervously.

The blonde laughed. “You are too cute for words.”

“I must know...what was it?”

“It’s a toy.”

“Toy?” Jin blinked.
//That is inappropriate...//

“A sex toy hun, for love on the run, or when I’m bored.” He winked.

//Then it...//
“Love on the run?”

“Masturbation...and it’s waterproof. Since I know you like shower play.”

He sat back, frowning a little. “Yana...”

“I’m sorry...what? It turns me on.”

“Does it not...hurt? It was moving quite rapidly.” He bit his tongue.

“Not at all. By the time you want it on HI, pain won’t figure into it.” Yana smiled wickedly,
watching Jin. He could practically see him thinking. Without saying anything, the blonde retrieved
the bag. “Here you just need to get use to it.” He reached in, producing the fleshy object.

“T-that is okay...I do not-”

The pale one was cut off as Yana placed the vibrator on his lap. Jin stared at it, a little wide eyed.
“I am not sure if I am comfortable with this.”

“Heh, shame. It could make you feel REALLY comfortable.” Yana took it. “Just turn it on and
hold it, it won’t seem as shocking.

Jin closed his eyes as Yana placed the quivering object in his hand. He half laughed, half sighed.
Face tinting soft pink again.
//I am so...uncomfortable right now...//
The pale almost shivered, imagining Mugen and Shigure walking in. Large wiggly sex toy in
hand. “I am still not comfortable...please, take it.” He held it out.

“No way, c’mon...take a breath. Accept and love the toy. It can show you so much.” Yana turned
the base on medium, pushing Jin’s hand back.

“Yana, this is crazy.” Nervous laughter fluttered out. “I am not liking this at all.”

Yana only smiled. Despite Jin’s words he could see the arousement clear as day; the blushing,
quickened breath and heartbeat...plus he knew the sound of that laughter. It was the sound he
made after sex.
//Remember he’s just shy...//
“It’s clean, why don’t you kiss it? It feels killer...”

“What?” Jin gawked. “I am not.”

“Stop being such a prude and try it.”

Sighing Jin stared at the object, realizing Yana wasn’t going to give up.
//If it means so much to him...//
Cautiously he leaned forward, cringing a little as he brought it up.
//Here goes...//
He kissed it. A quick peck, but even for that brief moment it left his lips tingling. Blinking he sat
back up.

“There I did it.” Jin tried to hand it back before he got any more ideas.
//That was actually very nice...//

“What you think?”

“Yana...” Jin frowned. “Please, take it.”

“Fine.” The blonde sighed. “But I’m not taking it, consider it a gift. Here, there’s some other stuff
that goes with it.” Yana dug into the bag. “It’s a case, some great lube, cleaner, and a few
attachments; these just slide on.”

Jin only stared in disbelief. It was several penis sized sleeves, each with a different texture.

“Enjoy hun.”

“Yana, I do not know-”

“Enjoy.” He smiled again, pushing the box against the pale ones knee.

Jin sighed in defeat. “Where am I supposed to hide all this?”

“That’s your problem, heh. I’m taking a shower, Mugie and Shishi should be back soon.”

Yana got up and walked to the bathroom, as Jin stared blankly. Startling and dropping the
vibrator, as he remembered he was still holding it.

“Great...” He removed his glasses and began rubbing the bridge of his nose.

- - - - -

Mugen and Shigure came back around four in the morning. Both laughing loudly, obviously
sloshed. The two stopped, staring at Jin’s sleeping form. He was on top of the blankets, face
down. Nodding they approached from both sides, beginning to snuggle and grope the waking
beauty.

“Mm..Mugen?” Jin blinked, feeling the movement. Trying to roll over, but unable to because of
their bodies.

“Mmm...yoursohot...” Mugen slurred, grabbing the pale ass hard.

“Stop that...you smell like rum.” He furrowed his brows, now awake.

“Shh, I wanna tasteyouagain...” Shigure leaned over to kiss the milky throat.

“P-please...” Jin struggled. “It is very late, you both need to-” He yelped.

Mugen had his hand between his legs, grabbing Jin’s core a little too harshly.

“Mugen, your are hurting me...” He clenched his eyes shut, as Shigure began pulling at his shirt.
“Stop it!”

The drunks didn’t hear it. For the last three hours they had been talking about Jin. Planning what
the future of their sex lives as a group would hold. Lust was a powerful emotion.

Jin began to panic, he knew they were not thinking; but was becoming afraid of what they might
do.

“Mugen, Shigure, snap out of it...”

But to no avail; the redhead tugging roughly on his shirt in annoyance, he couldn’t get it off.
Mugen was now fully groping him, too hard to bring much pleasure.

The pale one cursed himself, as he began to shake. He struggled in vain against their combined
weight. Mugen had managed to pull Jin’s pants down, not bothering to pull them all the way.
Without warning he cupped the smooth sac, sliding three fingers inside him.

Jin screamed out, trying to jump up. Without lubrication or being ready, the experience was much
different. “No, let me go now!” He kicked his legs trying to rid himself of Mugen’s fingers.

Yana stirred on the other bed, hearing the scream.

“Please stop this!” Jin was about to cry, it was like they were possessed. Shigure nearly ripping
the shirt, finally latching on to a nipple. Jin winced as the redheads teeth carelessly grazed him.

“What the hell is going on?” Yana stood up turning on the light.

“Yana!” Jin looked at him in pure panic.

“Mugen! Shigure!” Yana shouted. “What the fuck are you doing?”

They paused, looking up in a daze. Jin covered his face with his arms, feeling more shame than
pain now; as Mugen continued to roughly finger him.

“Whatdayamean?” Mugen blinked.

“Get off him, right now!” Yana rushed forward, pulling the drunks to the floor.

“Hey, watchit!” Shigure squealed, hitting the ground.

“Frickin’ asshole...” Mugen laid down sloppily on the carpeted surface, beginning to pass out.

A few mumbles later, and the redhead followed him with a loud snore.

“Jin, what happened? Are you okay?” The blondes eyes burned with confusion and concern.

“Y-yeah...” He swallowed, sitting up slowly. Trying to fix his pants, but his hands were shaking
badly. “I do n-not know...I was asleep and then...” He took a deep breath trying to steady himself,
attempting to zip the fly. “T-they would no-”

Yana brought his hand up to cup the panicking face. “Breathe, it’s okay now.”

“Heh.” He tried to smile. Despite not holding any bad feelings towards the two, his heart was
racing. Too many old issues involving feeling helpless in bed. “They were drunk...it is okay
now.”

“You sure?” Yana was serious. No matter what state someone was in, forcing was never their
style. He wouldn’t stand for it.

“Yes...what time is it?”

Yana sighed, checking his watch. “About 4:30...helluva wake up.” He smiled sadly, hating the
lingering look of fear in the dark eyes.

“At least they are back. I wish they would not sleep on the floor.” Jin peered over at Mugen,
trying to ignore the slight pain when he moved.

Yana slowly brushed the black bangs back. “I think you need to worry more about yourself.” He
took one of the pale hands into his own. “You’re shaking...”

Jin smiled briefly to ease him, leaning forward against the broad shoulders. “Really, I am fine
now.”

The two remained like that for a while until Jin spoke again.

“Yana...would you...lay with me for a while?” He adverted his eyes to the bed.

“Of course.”

A few moments later and the two were under the covers. Jin laying against the blondes chest.
Yana pulled him closer, swirling patterns on the small back; happy to finally feel the heartbeat
slow to normal.

“Thank you.” The pale ones spoke quietly. Beginning to feel himself drift off again.

“No need to thank me sweetie. Just go back to sleep...”

Jin wanted to tell him not to worry so much, but the slow beat of Yana’s heart was lulling him. He
would rather it have been Mugen, but was happy to have someone near. Plus Yana was always
warm, something he needed at the moment.

Shivering a little, he pressed against the blonde.
//Thank you Yana...//

- - - - -

The next morning, Mugen opened his eyes. Immediately noticing his mouth taste like floor.
//What the...//
He rolled over with a groan, something was inside his stomach that wanted out.

“Shishi?”

The last thing he remembered was drinking with the redhead, he got no answer.
//This sucks...//

The tan one was about to drift back off, when someone grabbed his shoulders; pulling him off the
ground and out the door.

“What the hell?!” He yelped, standing unsteady, sunlight burning his eyes.

A few minutes later, Shigure entered the hallway in the same fashion.

“Yana?! What the hell are yo-”

“Shut the fuck up, both of you idiots.” He glared angrily, suppressing the need to slap them.
“Well, good-fucking-morning Alchies.”

The two angrily blinked, glaring back.

“Betcha don’t remember getting in last night, huh?” His hands held his hips as he lit a cigarette.

“Nah, not really.” Shigure sighed, rubbing his temple.

“Maybe you should ask Jin?”

“What do you mean?” Mugen frowned at the blonde.
//Shit what did I do now?//

“Honestly, I am so fucking ashamed of you guys. I woke up to him screaming, you drunk fucks
were climbing all over him. Grabbing at him like deranged rapist’s.”

“What?!” They paled.

“I’m glad I woke up when I did...you had your hand up his ass, who knows what would have
happened.”

“Is he okay?” Mugen asked, rubbing his hair.
//Fuck, fuck fuck...//

“He says so. You are really lucky he’s so forgiving and understanding. I would have stabbed you
and slammed your dick in a door.” Yana flicked the cigarette butt over the balcony. “As soon as
he wakes up, I want you both to apologize. Maybe lay off the sauce for a while, ne?”

Shigure nodded, looking sick. “Can I have a cig?”

Yana glared, before sighing and chucking him the pack.

- - - - -

The pale one curled and uncurled his toes. They were near numb they were so cold. In vain he
rubbed his feet together, sleepily rolling to his side.
//Cold..//
His cloudy mind registered, as he clutched the blanket closer. He reached out for Yana only to
feel empty bed.

“Mmm...Yana?” He spoke groggy, eyes still closed.

The blonde was on his laptop, sitting on the opposite bed. Smiling he stood up, Jin was calling for
him in his sleep.

“Heh, you need something hunny?” He sat next to the sleeping beauty.

Jin blinked awake, opening his eyes to see Yana smiling.

“Morning angel...”
//More like afternoon...how long can he sleep?//

“Morning...” The pale one sat up, noticing they were alone again. “Where is everyone?”

“After this mornings little events, I told them they were in trouble. They’re cleaning the car out,
heh, as punishment.”

Jin couldn’t help but laugh quietly, rubbing his eyes. “It is okay really, I am not upset with them.”

“That doesn’t matter. I won’t have anything like that going on around someone I care about.”

The pale one blushed at the blondes tone a little, before remembering why he woke up. Pulling his
knees up to rub the icicle feet.

“Something wrong?” Yana watched him.

“My feet are so cold...heh. No big deal.”

//But it’s so warm in here, I even turned the heat up.//
“That’s no good.”

Realizing now, it wasn’t just his feet. Jin pulled the blanket around his shoulders, shivering. “It is
not cold in here?”

“No. It’s actually a little warm.”

Jin frowned, now looking worried. “This is not good then...”

“I’m sure it’ll be okay, here...” Yana got up and went through his bag. “Wear this.”

Jin slid the gray sweater over his head. It was quite big on him, but much better. He replaced the
quilt, wiggling his toes. “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.” Yana smiled, but was beginning to worry too. This couldn’t be normal, and
was definetly related to his illness.
//I’ll just act normal until Mugie gets back.//

Jin stared down at his hands, pulling the sweater over them. Yana was trying to help him, but they
both knew something was wrong. “I have never experienced this, at any point in my illness...so I
do not know if this is related or not.” The pale one could almost feel Yana’s worry.

The blonde smiled. “We’ll figure it out, for now just try to stay warm.”

“Yeah.” Jin sighed. “So, have you came any closer to obtaining your money?”

“Actually yes. I may have found a way to transfer the funds somewhere unnoticeable. But I won’t
know until tomorrow.”

“This is all so crazy, having to hide like fugitives.” Jin tried to keep talking, even though he
wasn’t interested at the moment. His stomach felt like it was trying to tie itself into a knot.

“Eh, what can we do? We’re not leaving you now.”

//I cannot seem to clear this fog I am in...//
Jin rubbed his forehead. “I know.” Shifting his legs a little as the cramping was beginning again.
A strong almond taste was starting to fill his mouth.
//What is wrong with me? This has never happened before...any of it...//

“Let’s try not to worry...we need to focus on the day to day...like clothes. All of us are nearly
living in one suit. I feel so grungy no matter how much I bathe.”

The pale one had to smile slightly. At a time like this, the blonde was worried about appearance.
He battled the feeling of nausea and confusion to speak. “I suppose you are right.”

The room door beeped open, Mugen and Shigure walked in. Each looking like death warmed
over. But to Jin it was like heaven...Mugen always seemed to know what to do when he felt things
like this.

“Mugen!” Jin looked so happy, his loud greeting startled them a little.

“Hey baby...look, about last night-”

“No, no, do not worry. We will never speak of it again.” He waved his hands, swallowing down
the overwhelming nausea. “T-the important thing is you are here.”

“Eh...okay.” The tan one blinked. “You cold or something?” He raised a brow seeing Jin in a
large sweater, wrapped in blankets.

For some reason, what Mugen just said to him seemed like a foreign language. It was becoming
very hard to focus. That damn taste in his mouth making him sick. “Yes. Honestly, I am feeling
very strange...” The pale one decided to try something new. This time he was going to be honest
about his health. Taking a shaky breath. “I am a little worried about it...well more than a little.”
//Secrets have no place now...//

Mugen became serious, walking over to sit next to him. “Okay, how long has this ‘strange’
feeling been going on?”

“I do not know...” He sighed again, closing his eyes.

Mugen reached out to lovingly rub the milky face. “It’s okay, we’ll figure this out. How do you
feel now?”
//He’s burning up...//

Jin smiled some, feeling Mugen’s warm hands on his shoulders. He shivered, lips beginning to
quiver slightly. “What?” He blinked confused.
//What did he just say?//

Yana, Shigure, and Mugen exchanged glances as the pale one began to move his legs in jerking
little movements.

“I said, how do you feel?” Mugen spoke slower. He shifted on his knees to settle behind Jin.
Rubbing his arms and shoulders.

The pale one moaned a little in discomfort. “What?” This wasn’t working, it seemed like
everything the tan one said was blurred together.

“Jin.” Mugen spoke a little louder. The said one opened his eyes and looked at the worried
caramel ones. “Can you understand me? How do you feel?”
//Something is really wrong here...//
Mugen tried not to panic.

“M-mugen...” The pale one whined, folding his arms to hold his stomach. It was as if it was
caving in on him. The rest of the world seeming like a hazy gray. “I d-do not-”

“Shhh...” Mugen held him tighter. “Just relax...is it your stomach?”

“W-what?! You are not m-making any sense...” Jin furrowed his brows, wiggling his legs in more
jerky movements. Suddenly becoming very agitated at his body. “L-let me go...I do n-no-” He
stopped, making another loud whine of pain as he drew himself up in a ball.

“Mugen?” Shigure looked up, begging to get scared. Jin was talking like he was drunk or
something.

The tan one looked back with an equally scared look. “Baby, calm down...you have to tell me
what is wrong or I can’t help you.”

“D-damnit!” Jin cried in pure frustration, fighting against Mugen’s arms, holding his wrists.
“I...youneed...youhaveto...” He trailed off, another whimper as he drew up again. “Mugen...” He
sat upright, pressing against the tan one.

By this point he was breathing heavy, and beginning to sweat. Yana watched the delicate toes,
curl and uncurl in little spasms. “Mugen has he ever acted like this before?”

“Never...” Mugen sighed, as Jin drew up again. Each time he did this he made a small whine of
pain, tears now slowly dripping down his face.

Suddenly Jin began to choke, small at first, then more violently. Clutching his throat.

“Jin?”

Then it happened, the pale one bit down hard; before a foam began to come from his mouth.
Mixing with blood of biting his tongue. Thrashing around spastically.

“Mugen!” Shigure jumped.

“Fuck, he’s having a seizure!” The tan one’s eyes went wide as he held on. Trying desperately to
keep Jin from swallowing his tongue.

“Shit, call 911, hurry!” Mugen shouted as the blonde and Shigure panicked. “Please baby, come
back to me...don’t you die on me!”

- - - - -

“What is wrong with him?!” Yana asked as the three held Jin down in the ER.

The pale one was on a bed, pleading incoherently, as he fought against the three and the doctors.

“I can’t say much at the moment. It appears to be drug withdrawal.”

“Drug withdrawal?” All three frowned in confusion.

“Does he take any medications? Street drugs?”

“As far as I know, no.” Mugen fought against the flailing arms.

The nurse looked at him strange, before walking out for the millionth time.

“Jin! Calm down you’re going to hurt yourself.” Shigure had his legs.

“Bah, bah da pa!” He rambled on in the panicked gibberish.

“Jin.” Mugen said calmly; the pale one turned, and widened his eyes when his name was said.
“Do you know who we are?”

The terrified form shook his head ‘no’. The three felt horrible, as the pale one continued to ramble
on, crying.

“You just have to calm down.” Mugen tried to control him.

“Da ma bah pa!” He screamed, quieting a little as Mugen stroked his forehead.

For hours he did this, calming only to wig out again. Screaming and fighting against the IV’s or
blood tests, or the caring hands never letting go. Mugen was amazed at the amount of injections
they were giving him. For someone who got drunk on a swig, his love had a high tolerance for
sedatives.

About three hours later, the ER doctors had the restraints on him, and Jin was finally beginning to
doze off. Only waking to pull at the arm and leg restraints helplessly, before passing out again.

“Can I speak with you three out here, they have to run a few more tests.” A nurse returned,
looking tense.

“Yeah.” Mugen sighed, in a daze, as they made it to a waiting room.

- - - - -

“What the hell is all this about?” Yana almost glared.

“The blood tests show amounts of a few drugs. These drugs are usually prescribed for different
things, but that’s not his problem. It seems like it has been a long time since he has had them.” The
male nurse flipped through a few pages in his hand. “Looks like a few medications to help keep
blood pressure from dropping, and one to regulate his heartbeat. But the big problem is Valium.
There are very large traces of Valium, but none recent. This medication can cause seizure activity
if the patient suddenly stops taking it...we found marijuana as well. Do you know how much he
smoked? Casual or was he a heavy user?”

“God...” Mugen sighed rubbing his hair. “I’d say casual...”

“We are trying to contact a Dr. Yoshinori, he seems like his main physician.”

As the tan one nodded, his stomach flopped wildly. Anxiety building at a terrifying rate. He was
happy they would know more about Jin, but also knew the doctor was a family friend. They were
as good as found.

“Your friend is very sick. Right now he’s calm, but withdrawal is a very serious thing. He could
have another seizure. But I believe it was just a result of the lack of medication. Valium is not a
drug to play around with...I hope he wasn’t abusing them, it can be terrible.” The nurse took
another breath. “The amount of sedatives we had to give him to calm him could cause him to stop
breathing. A respirator may be required if this happens...”

The tan one imagined the tube being shoved down the precious throat, and shook. “Why? Why
didn’t he tell me? You can’t just stop taking that shit...”

“I’ll let you know when I know more. Right now you should go home. The more stimulation he
has, the more agitated he will be. Plus you can’t go in right now...we have your information and
phone number.”

“We don’t wanna leave him.” Yana burst out.

“He’s right though...it’s late, we need sleep or we won’t be any good tomorrow.” Mugen stirred
in his chair, not really wanting to leave either.
//I’m so so sorry...//

“But-”

“C’mon.” He got up, exiting the room quickly.

Yana followed after, Shigure only stood, looking around a little lost.

“Your friend is right. Go get some sleep...” The nurse bowed to the redhead, before putting a
hand on his shoulder; leading him outside.

- - - - -

As the three entered the hotel room, they were silent. Just like the ride to the hotel. Things felt
horrible without the pale one. They hadn’t realized how much they missed him, until his quiet
voice wasn’t there. As they sat; staring into their own worlds, Shigure broke the silence with a
sob.

“T-this...is so fucked up.” He wiped his eyes to no avail.

“Shigure...” Yana frowned, concerned. “Don’t cry, everything will be all right.” He got up and sat
next to the redhead. Hugging him as he cried softly.

“I just don’t get it. Why would he be on Valium? And why the hell wouldn’t he tell me?” Mugen
pulled his legs up to sit indian style on the bed.

“I don’t know...” Yana sighed. “His blood pressure dropping could be why he passes out.”

“...H-he didn’t e-even know us...” The redhead clung to the blonde.

“He’s just confused right now baby. He’ll be okay. Right now we need to try and sleep; Dr.
Yoshinori is a family friend, so we gotta be prepared for anything, ‘kay?”

“Mugen’s right...c’mon.”

- - - - -

The next day was like torture. The three stood around the bed as Jin lay still.

During the night his vitals dropped, and he was currently on a respirator. The doctors said without
it, he wouldn’t be here right now.

The room was silent except for the puff and release of the machine; or the beeping of the heart
monitors. The nurses informed them that Jin was heavily medicated, due to his constant fighting of
the staff and equipment. He was still restrained, but they said it would be best if they didn’t touch
him; to avoid a chance he’d become agitated again.

Mugen wanted so badly to brush the matted bangs out of Jin’s face. All three looked up as a new
doctor walked in. Mugen almost gasped.

“Dr. Yoshinori...” He began.
//Crap...//

“Ah, Mugen. Nice to see you again, wish it was under better terms.” The man bowed.

“Yeah. This is Yana and Shigure...they’re friends.”

“Hello...” The man took a breath, pulling the curtain closed. “Look, right off I want you to know
I’m not in Sayoko’s pocket. I have never agreed with her ways, and I certainly would never
endanger Jin’s health or that of his friends. She’s told me about this...search...Honestly, I am very
thankful you managed to get him out of there.”

Mugen blinked, finally able to breathe. “Really?”

The doctor smiled. “Yes, he’s the only one in that whole family with a soul.” His eyes gazed
sadly at the medicated form. “So Jin, stopped taking your medication again, ne? You know better
than that.” Despite him being unconscious, the doctor smiled at him.

“Wait, so this has happened before?” Yana sat in a gray chair by the window.

“Twice, at 17 and 20. Although neither time was as severe as this. It must have been well over a
week without them. He had a seizure they say?”

Mugen nodded.

“Mmm...that’s no good. The next 72 hours will be the key. If he makes it through that, I believe
he will recover. Can you tell me about his illness? How has that been going?”

Mugen sighed, flexing his fingers nervously. Finally taking a seat next to Yana and Shigure. “I
don’t know...”

“Could you explain, please?” The doctor sat as well.

“I dunno, he...he seems exhausted all the time, faints a lot.”

“I see.”

“We can’t get him to eat most of the time...” Yana added.

“Okay...Can you tell me if he’s been craving a lot of sugar, or carbohydrates?”

Yana shivered. “Yes...like crazy. The only things I’ve watched him eat lately are candy and
chocolate.”

“Well at his stage of the disease that’s common. The body feels sluggish, so it naturally seeks
high energy sources. The sugar rush momentarily makes them feel okay again.”

//And I was teasing him about it...//
Yana frowned.

“Has he had any chest pains, palpitations or heart related issues?”

“Not that I know of...” Mugen added.

“Good.” The doctor scribbled something on his clipboard. “What about smoking?”

Now Shigure shivered. “Yeah...”
//Shit...//

The doctor made a click noise with his tongue. “Smoking is not good for anyone...” Another
scribble. “All right, I’m meeting with the ER nurses, so I’ll get back to you when I’m done, all
right?” He stood smiling at the three.

“Yeah.” Mugen felt numb watching Jin lay lifeless. He looked up as a warm hand firmly rubbed
his shoulder.

“You’re doing just fine...Jin is very lucky to have you all. Just keep him away from Sayoko, ne?”

“No problem there.” Mugen smiled a little, as the doctor left the room. He took a deep breath.
“Fuck, I was so damn scared we were caught.”

“That’s the family friend guy?” Shigure asked.

“Yeah, I still don’t know if we can believe him...right now we have no choice.”

The three settled back into silence, as they watched Jin struggle to survive.

- - - - -

“They said he’s awake!” Shigure jumped up from the hotel bed, hanging up the phone.

Two days on the respirator, and the nurse on the phone said they took him off today.

“Is he aware? Does he know what happened?” Mugen felt like his whole body was pulsing.

“Wouldn’t say...Hurry, let’s get down there.”

- - - - -

Shigure and Mugen walked the halls to the ICU ward. Yana stopped downstairs to buy flowers.
Hoping the pale one would be awake to see them. Turning the corner, they seen a few smiling
female nurses coming from his room.

“Guess that’s a good sign...” Shigure smiled.

“Hope so.”

As the redhead pulled the curtain enough to enter, his heart was in his throat. “Jin...you’re
awake.” The tears fell silently.

The pale one looked up, blinking. “Shishi?” He rasped in a scratchy voice.

“Oh God...I’m so happy you’re awake...and you know who I am.” The redhead came to the bed,
holding the pale hand in his.

Mugen stood at the foot of the bed. Still a little cautious as Jin didn’t know him last time.

“What happened?” Jin looked up at him in pure confusion.

“You had a seizure...I dunno.” He was trying to calm down enough to explain.

Jin shook his head in disbelief, laying back against the pillows. He was still pretty out of it,
medicated. He opened his eyes and stared at Mugen. The tan one smiled, simply staring back.
Neither said a word, until Jin held his arms out to him.

“Mugen?” His voice sounded afraid.

Mugen felt his lip shake. “Jin...” He took Shigure’s spot, hugging the pale form tightly. As best he
could with all the IV’s and monitors hooked to him.

“I’m so fucking happy your okay...I thought you were gonna die in my arms...” Mugen broke
down a little, tears soaking the pale arm.

“I am so sorry...” Jin choked a little as a sob formed as well.

“Shh...it’s okay now.” Mugen stood up, smoothing his hand over Jin’s forehead.

The pale one sighed, closing his eyes. “I am so hungry, heh...” He laughed a little. Throat too raw
from the tube pulled out to eat though.

“Heh.” Shigure rubbed Jin’s foot. “You’ll get to eat eventually. I’ll go find you some water or ice
or something.” The redhead left the room.

Mugen continued to stroke Jin’s forehead. “How do you feel?”

“Mmm...” Jin opened his eyes. “Like I wanna go home...” He smiled sadly, a few tears sliding
down. “I mean wherever he go...”

The tan one smiled. “You were really sick, they wanna make sure your okay first. Baby, why
didn’t you tell me you took Valium? We could have got you some...and the other meds.”

Jin closed his eyes, coughing a little. Weakly raising a hand to rub his throat. “I do not know...we
left so suddenly...I did not think about it. And then I was hoping I could just go without it...”

“Well, you can’t do that...it’s out of your system now though.”

Jin sighed, he was beginning to feel dizzy.

“You try to rest, we’re not going anywhere.”

“I love you Mugen...” He spoke sleepily.

“I love you too.” The tan one leaned down to kiss Jin’s forehead.

“I am so sorry about this...” Jin sighed again, before drifting off under Mugen’s caresses.

“Shhh...”

The tan one looked up as he seen Yana and Shigure enter. The blonde mouthing the words,
‘Shishi told me’, with a smile.

- - - - -

Sleep was so strange in this place. You would float in and out as the day went. The hustle and
bustle pulling you awake as it went by. At the moment, Jin’s biggest discomfort was the capheter,
as well as the multitude of IV’s and tape on him. It was this dull burn that woke him. Blinking
only to be met with Yana’s warm gaze.

“I was waiting to see those beautiful eyes again...”

“Yana?” Jin tried to smile, but his lips were painfully dry.

“Here...” The blonde carefully ran an ice chip over them. “Mugie and Shishi are outside
smoking.”

Jin’s bright red tongue followed the ice. “Domo...”

“How ya doing?”

“Heh...” His thin brows twitched in annoyance.

“That bad, ne?” Yana smiled.

“This thing...they have in me...I hate it. I would rather lay in urine.” The sweet face was bunched
up.

“Aww...the capheter, you mean?” Yana glanced at the tubing leading to the small pouch of urine.

Jin fidgeted his legs. “Yes.”

“Heh, you be good in here; and I’ll make sure you get something you’ll like inside you, when we
leave.”

The pale one blushed a little as Yana winked. “How can you possibly think about sex in this
place?”

“From spending Mugies breaks with him.”

“I want to leave this place now...”

“You will, they just want to make sure you’re okay first.”
//I’d take you out of here myself if I could.//

“I would be all right if I could get up.”

Yana could tell Jin was restless, it had been days since he moved.

“Let me get someone, they can help you.”

“Please?” Jin smiled lightly.

As Yana walked out, Jin sighed.
//I have to get out of here. They are probably already on to us...//

A tall wide female nurse came in with Yana.

“Someone wants to get up?” She smiled.

“Y-yes...”
//I want to run away.//

A few awkward moments later and Jin was standing. Yana helped him walk down the hall, IV
stand in tow.

“Jin?” Yana looked at him concerned. The pale one looked very upset for some reason.

“Yana...” Jin took a breath. “I am so afraid to be here...I want to get out.”

“Baby?”

“They know where we are...I want to run, you all should too.”

“Jin calm down, you’re shaking.”

“Please Yana...find Mugen and Shigure and let’s get out of here.” Jin stopped, turning panicking
eyes to the blonde.

“Hunny, you can’t just walk out. You can barely stand...Dr. Yoshinori said he’d keep it
confidential. No one knows where we are.”

“But how can-”

“Shh...I’m sure. Please, relax?”
//I’m worried too, but your health comes first.//
He held his shoulder protectively.

The pale one sighed, feeling like collapsing into tears. “If you say so...I hate these places.”

“C’mon, lets go back and see what we gotta do to get you out of here.”

- - - - -

“We want to do a brain scan, to make sure all seizure activity has stopped. It was most likely a
result of withdrawal.”

Jin nearly pouted.

“Then we have to look at your heart in the Cath Lab. Your pressure is still very low. We need to
see if we can get that up to normal.”

“Can this all be done in one day?” Jin asked afraid of the answer.

“Jin, I understand your position.” Dr. Yoshinori began. “But you know what is reasonable, the
brain scan will be today. But the heart has to wait until tomorrow. That’s when the cardiologist
will be here.”

“But...I feel fine!” His eyes began to glisten, voice sounding a little more nasal.
//How could you possibly understand my position?!//

Mugen tried to distract him, holding his hand. “We’ll be right here, it’ll be okay. You can’t rush
this stuff. If you were fine you’d be able to get up by yourself.” The caramel eyes smiled sadly,
seeing Jin’s completely distraught expression.

The pale one only nodded, knowing he’d start crying if he spoke.
//I hate myself...//

“Can I ask a question?” Shigure cleared his throat, speaking from his chair. Trying to end the
awkward moment.

“Of course.” The doctor smiled.

“I dunno, but it seems like...to me at least, that Jin is always so tired. Why the hell would he be on
Valium in the first place? Wouldn’t that make it worse?”

“Yeah that was bothering me too.” Yana nodded as well.

The two blinked looking at Jin, who began laughing nervously. “I-it is not as is I took them all
day.” His eyes looked to the doctor.

“...Correct. Originally they were prescribed to help him sleep. A total rest at night, can help with
fatigue through the day.”

“How long were you on them?” Mugen stroked Jin’s forehead.

“...Almost ten years.”

Mugen’s eye widened. “Ten years?! And you just stopped?!”

“Yuruse...” Jin looked down at the tan ones tone.

“Oi, don’t feel bad...it’s just a long time. Sorry I...” Mugen trailed off looking away.
//Ten fucking years?!//

“I simply want to go home.”
//Where ever that will be. Far, far from here...//

“Heh, let me go get things ready for the scan. We can finish early today, and you can talk with
your...uh...friends.” The doctor smiled nervously. Having seen Shigure kissing Mugen in the
hallway, and Yana holding both of their hands. “I’ll return...” He exited.
//Not exactly what I pictured for Jin, but they seem nice enough...//

The pale one couldn’t help it, the tears welling in his eyes spilt over. A small sob choking him,
before he covered his mouth.

“Hey, it’s okay.” Mugen stroked his forehead again. “You’ll be outta here soon enough.”

He sniffed.
//I hate this place, I never wanted to come back to a hospital...I hate this so much!//

“I’m sorry you feel so shitty. If I could, I’d light up a fatty...you could smoke the whole thing by
yourself if you wanted.” The redhead tried to smile, feeling like crying too.

Jin laughed a little through his tears. “Thank you Shigure.”

“You know; if you could get outside to smoke a cig, we could sneak one in the car.”

//The car! That is it!//
Jin blinked getting an idea. “Really?!”

“Woah, I don’t think that’s a good id-”

“Please Mugen?” Jin looked up, interrupting him, with large hopeful eyes. Yana elbowed Shigure
in the ribs.

“I...I mean, they can tell.”

“How? It is already in my blood.”

“He’s gotta point there Mugie.” Yana sighed.

“You three are crazy...” He waved his hands in defeat. “I’m not having any part of it.”

“Please?” Jin begged.
//You have to come Mugen, or else it will not work!//

“No way, sorry.”

“Fine, then you tell the dude we went to smoke a cig, and Jin wanted some air. He knows we
wouldn’t leave without you.” Shigure stood up.

Mugen gave the redhead a serious look. “Be careful.”
//Damnit...//

“We will.” The two began the process of helping Jin up.

- - - - -

“This is a big ass hospital.” Yana gawked as they made their way to the parking lot.

“How ya holding up?” Shigure rubbed Jin’s shoulder.

“Just fine.” He nodded, trying to smile. Actually he felt like his knees were going to buckle.

Shigure blinked as Jin leaned against him. They had put Yana’s trenchcoat on him, so he wouldn’t
freeze. Luckily his shoes were still there too.

“You sure you wanna do this?” He whispered to the pale one.

“Yes...this recycled air has always made me sick.”

“The entrance!” Yana squealed happily.

“Lets go get lifted.”

- - - - -

“This spot is off the chain!” Shigure laughed, lighting the passion fruit blunt. “No one’s here at
all.”

The three were in the car, on the top floor of the parking garage. Their car and another empty car
was the only thing in sight. Jin was slumped in the front seat, Yana in the back.

//If Mugen would have came, we could have escaped.//
The pale one closed his eyes; the sweet smell was a little overwhelming in the confined space.

“Oi, cheer up. You look miserable.” Shigure nudged him, passing the blunt.

“I am okay.” Jin hit it slowly. Knowing he was already a little wheezy from the walk. It didn’t
make him cough though. It was a pleasant little relief as he could feel his eyelids relax somewhat.

“If you say so hun.” Yana took it from him.

After about thirty minutes of smoking, Shigure rolled the windows down. Fresh, chilled air rolling
in. He presented a can of Axe spray, thoroughly dousing all of them.

“Heh, lets get back before Mugie has an aneurysm.”

- - - - -

The three made their way back, Yana with his arm around Jin to steady him. The pale one took a
deep breath. “I am okay now...I can walk on my own.”

“If you want.” The blonde smiled.

“Thank you.” Jin slinked a little towards the back, not in a hurry to get inside.

They were crossing the final stretch of sidewalk when they heard a thump and small yelp. Yana
and Shigure turned quickly to find Jin on the ground.

“Jin!” Yana rushed to his side, rolling him over to see his face bloody. He had fallen flat out
against the small curb. “Shit, Shishi...go get someone!”

The redhead frantically ran to the doors.

“Please be okay.” Yana bit his lip.

- - - - - -

END CHAPTER THIRTEEN