When Love Just Isn\'t Enough

~ I don\'t own gravitation etc...etc...etc~

- When Love Just Isn’t Enough-

Four months had passed and Eiri Yuki still hadn’t woken up yet from the coma that he been in since the accident where Shuichi had run into the street and was nearly hit by a car.

Ever since that day the pink haired singer barely ate at all and since the day that Yuki fell into the coma he gave up being a brat .

The other thing that had drastically changed was that Shuichi gave up his singing as a gift to any of the gods listening to him to have Yuki wake up once again.

But nothing happened in the last four months, Shuichi was beginning to believe that the gods were playing a cruel sick joke on him; they let him and Yuki meet then when the relationship got to it’s peak Yuki had been snatched away.

Every day the pink haired teen was found sitting in the chair next to Eiri’ s bedside, he wouldn’t go far from his lover in case that he woke.

Touma had arranged it with the hospital that Shuichi could stay even after visiting hours every night and spend the night.

The doctors kept saying that slowly Yuki’ s chances of waking up were getting slimmer as each day passed.

Hiro came by every so often to see if Shuichi was alright, Bad Luck’s CD sales had gone off the charts after the article in the magazine came out four months ago.

All of Yuki’ s book sales tripled all over the world, Taki was furious that his plan to destroy Bad Luck had back fired.

But the only news he enjoyed was that Shuichi had given up singing while his lover was in the hospital. Reporters gave up staking out the hospital months ago but a few photographers tried to sneak pictures of Shuichi asleep holding Eiri’ s hand as they both slept.

K had decided to become a type of bodyguard to stop the photographers.

Shuichi would go back to the apartment for an hour everyday to change his clothes and get the mail. Everyone had started to worry about Shuichi in the last month it looked as if he stopped eating entirely, his hair was getting wild and knotted up.

Hiro wanted to talk to his best friend when he spotted long scared lines marring Shuichi’ s fair skin on his arms.

After calling Touma on his cell phone and was done telling Touma about the scars that looked fresh like they were just cut into his skin.

The president of NG went to the hospital to see Shuichi, he arrived when the boy had been sleeping his arm hanging at his side.

Touma turned it over to reveal long cuts from just below the wrist to the elbow. This disturbed the man greatly, shaking Shuichi awake so they could talk.

The pink haired singer sat up and yawned a bit

“ Oh hello Mr. Seguchi..what are you doing here?” Shuichi asked still yawning a bit. Touma stood there “ I want to talk to you about those scars on your arm...why are you doing it Shuichi?.. what’s wrong please tell me?” Touma question and almost demanded as he crouched down a bit near Shuichi.

The teen felt tears in his eyes again “I’m just scared that Yuki will never wake up ever again” he said on the verge of tears.

“ I just don’t want to live with out him, it’s my fault that he’s here.. I should be the one laying in this bed not him..” Shuichi said as he began to sob.

His hands gripped Touma’ s shirt afraid to let go, in fear that if he did his whole world would crash around him.

Hiro stood in the corner of the room he always feared that Yuki was going to drive Shuichi away into someone else’s arms someone who didn’t deserve Shuichi or drive him on to a suicidal path.

The guitarist growled lightly, he knew what Touma was up to ever since the accident Mika had been spending long spans of time in Kyoto with her father.

She called every day to see if there was any change. With his wife gone for long spans of time Touma had set his sights on a new play toy since Mika was away.

Hiro had been watching Shuichi close and when ever he came to the hospital Touma was just getting there or leaving.