The Researcher's Apprentice | By : SpiralBreeze Category: Pokemon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4695 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Seven
“I can’t let you in.”“But-”“Dr. Oak, I’m sorry, but you’re not his family.” The doctor, whose scrubs were blood stained explained. He wiped his brow with a paper towel and removed his surgical mask. “They’ve contacted his mother, as soon as we get him down in recovery, you can visit him. I promise.”Gary let the tears flow freely from his obsidian eyes. That was Ash in that operating room, his Ash. If he died... no he didn’t want to think about that. He closed his eyes, tear drops cascading down his cheeks, please Ash, don’t die... I love you. The confession was more than the Researcher could bare, he broke down, his body sliding against the wall to the floor of the waiting room, as he hugged his knees close to his chest. I love you Ash. ~(-o-)~“Sammy, you tell that same story about the Cubone every time!” The middle aged brunette stifled a laugh behind her hand.“Mrs. Ketchum?” A gentleman in a black suit with sunglasses questioned as he held a picture up next to her face.“Yes-”“What’s this about?” Samuel Oak inquired worriedly as he glanced at the man who was now talking into his watch in some sort of code.“Come with me.” He finally commanded taking her by the upper arm and leading her to the very top deck of the ship.“What’s-”“There’s been an accident.”~(-o-)~His eyes were swollen a bitter red, and his cheeks had dried long ago, leaving them tear stained. Gary had not moved from his position on the floor next to the operating room. His grief had glued him to the tiles, the only thing he was able to do was breath, as he thought of Ash, the broken young man in surgery behind that door. The Researcher had no idea how much time had passed, he was in a part of the hospital where there were no windows, and he was afraid to take out his phone.He knew that the Pokémon League had been informed, and they had in turn told Mrs. Ketchum, who was no doubt on her way to Vermillion City Hospital in order to see her beloved son. Gary was surprised that reporters weren’t swarming the joint like Beedrill, perhaps the League had taken care of that as well. There would be an investigation, he was sure of that, but what would they find? That Kanto’s own Pokémon Master, and the youngest one at that, preferred the company of men? That he was Ash’s boyfriend, and that it was a hate crime that put him in the emergency room in the first place?“Excuse me, Dr. Oak?” The doctor from before had come through the doors, his scrubs much the worse for wear. Gary looked up and nearly fell over in his haste to stand. “Master Ketchum is in stable condition, we managed to stop the bleeding, but he’ll need help breathing due to the collapsed lung. The official from the League told me that no one was allowed to see him except his mother, but-” He glanced quickly down the hall in both directions. “You must be very close to him, I’ll let you see him, you’ll have to scrub up.”He led Gary down a smaller hallway and into a room where his medical school training quickly kicked in. Once scrubbed up, he was allowed access to Ash’s secure recovery room. There were three men in black suits standing outside the door, they allowed Gary in believing he was just another doctor.Although he had been briefed on his condition, nothing could prepare him emotionally for the sight of his former rival lying in a hospital bed hooked up to so much equipment. There was a tube down his throat, and several IV’s in his arms. His forehead, nose and torso were all heavily bandaged. Pokémon Master Ash Ketchum was barely recognizable, save for the shock of black hair that stood in stark contrast against the bright white of the pillow.It took the young man a moment before he could perform the simple act of putting one foot in front of the other in order to walk toward Ash’s bed. The doctor must have sensed his hesitance because he placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, and gently nudged him forward. When he finally reached the bedside, he began to cry, surprised that there were still tears left to fall. Unsure of himself, his gloved hand hovered over Ash’s until he clasped it, wishing that the sterile exam gloves were not keeping their skin from making contact. He fell to his knees and in an act that made the doctor standing across the room cringe, Gary lifted his face mask and kissed Ash’s hand, then pressed his forehead to Ash’s knuckles and whispered a simple prayer. “Please Ash, be ok, please.”“Gary?” Startled, he stood and came face to face with Mrs. Ketchum, she was in a black evening dress, her mascara and eye liner had run and all that was left of her red lipstick was the liner. She pressed a smeared handkerchief to her face and cried anew.“Ash, my... my poor baby...” She sobbed, and more for needing to seek comfort than give it, he made to wrap his arms around the crying woman, however she stepped back, a look of horror on her face. “You.” It was an accusation, not a question.“I’m sorry...”“Sorry? They told me what happened to my darling baby boy, that... that he was nearly killed because they thought he was-”“Mrs. Ket-”“Don’t, just don’t... I raised him to be a good boy, but you...” She slapped his face. “You did this to him. It should have been you!” She slapped him again. “Get out of here, if I ever catch you near my son again, you’ll really be sorry!”Filled with confusion, Gary made his way out of the recovery room, not even daring to sneak a glance back at Ash. I’ll be back Ash, I swear.To Be Continued...While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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