I Love You ||Kuroken||

Chapter 6

~Kuroo's POV~

'Why did this have to happen to him?' I asked the same question over and over and I found no answer to this question, I probably never will.

I've been crying for 2 hours straight, on this hospital bench, in front of Kenma's room. He was still in surgery and I was hoping that he was okay but, every second he was in this place, I felt extremely guilty.

I paused my sobbing for a minute and heard intense beeping, repeatedly. I wasn't too worried because I was confident that it was in a different room. Once I thought that, I heard a line go dead.

'That can't be him, he would never leave me'. I thought that over and over and all of a sudden, a heard of nurses and doctors came out of Kenma's room.

"Kenma's visitors. Please gather around here" the doctor shouted out. I was the only one to gather around the doctor. I was the only one to be there for Kenma, even when we were kids. So, his parent's never showed u for him or even did anything with him, in fact, his parent's insisted that he wasn't meant to be here anyways.

"Where are his parent's?" the doctor asked curiously. "I'm the only one that will be arriving, his parent's aren't necessarily here for him anymore, like they used to be when he was a baby" I frowned.

"Oh, so his parent's are no longer with us?" "Ummm....sure yea we'll go with that" I said.

"Well anyways, I just wanted to say that we've done the best we could, in the end, we couldn't hold him on to life. I'm very sorry for your lost." the doctor left and proceeded to leave.

"NO, there has to be another way! You have to do SOMETHING!" I screamed in anger for I don't know how long. "Please....I need him" I started tearing up and before I knew it, I started crying waterfalls out of my eyes and I crouched down to the ground.

I bowed to the doctor, "Please, try I just need him, you don't understand *hic* Please do it again I can't live without him" I pleaded for all my life at that moment.

"I'll leave him in that room for a few days, if he manages by himself without us.....it will be a miracle and a chance or your chance and if he doesn't revive.....than those couple days will be open for you to say your final goodbyes".

My eyes widened along with my mouth. "Why aren't you doing anything about him? Why aren't you helping him?" My eyes were filled with complete and utter hate in them.

"I'm sorry but that's all we can do" the doctor said his excuse in sympathy. "NO YOUR'E JUST GIVING UP, HIDING AWAY FROM A LIFE THAT YOU DON'T WANT TO DEAL WITH SO THAT YOU CAN MOVE ON WITH YOURS, HE MEANS MORE TO ME THAN ANYTHING AND I NEED HIM JUST LIKE HE NEEDS ME" I cried.

The doctor pulled me by the collar of my shirt and began to say something and then stopped. "I'll give you 2 days and that's it". He left without looking back.

"DAMMIT" I shouted in the hospital. Everyone was looking at me but I didn't care all I cared about was Kenma and only him. Why did it have to be him out of all people, someone as sweet, caring, and precious as him had to be in this situation.

I regained myself and started towards the door, reaching out to the door knob. "This room will be closed off from all visitors until tomorrow, come back tomorrow if you wanna see your dead friend" the same doctor said in a serious tone with an angry face.

"He's not dead" I quietly muttered. "What? Were you going to insult me again? C'mon say it".

"I said...HE'S....NOT......DEAD! ONLY THOSE ARE DEAD IF WE DON'T CARRY THEM ALONG WITH OUR HEARTS SO SHUT UP AND MOVE" I screamed.