Chapter 12-TsukkiYama

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*Edited*

Sorry for the later update. I've been real busy with school so ('༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ') but it's here now

*CREDIT TO OWNER FOR PIC*

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Yamaguchi's POV

All I could see was black. Black and flashing red.

The constant change of colour, blurred and jagged, gave me a headache.

Actually my whole bode ached. No not everything. I couldn't feel my legs. They were numb.

My head was pounding in rhythm with the flashing light while my back shook with switched sensations of hot and cold.

I could feel a voice talking to me but it just added to the pain in my head so I tried to blocked it out. I only heard the last few words before I blacked out once more.

"-n you hear me? Son you have to stay awake. Don't close your eyes. Stay with us."

Stay with me, Tsukki.

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Our lips were connected in another tantalising kiss. Our tongues were constantly fighting for dominance. It was hot and heavy but it was perfect. So many emotions. I could feel his body heavy on mine, trembling.

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I got a call. From an unknown number but my body recognised the familiar tongue of the Japanese language.

"Morning sir. Is this the number of Tsukishima Kei?"

It was strange. Getting a call from Japan while I'm at my new home in America.

"Yes, this is. Can I ask why you're calling from Japan? I'm living in America now."

The male voice hissed over the phone.

"That's unfortunate. Sir, I'm calling from the Matsushima Hospital in the Miyagi prefecture. There's a young man in our care here. We have not been able to each his parents for hours but his other emergency contact was yours."

I was stunned.

"W-who is it? Who's in the hospital?!"

He answered with a tired voice.

"Yamaguchi Tadashi."

And the colour of the world vanished.

"We had no other contacts, sir. I'm sorry."

Yamaguchi...Yamaguchi...T-Tadashi. My precious Tadashi. What happened to him? What's wrong? WHO DID IT?

"He's been in a terrible accident, sir. He was walking along the road after midnight when a drunk driver collided with him. It's... It's not good."

I could listen anymore. I didn't want to hear.

"Sir?"

"I'm sorry."

And I hang up.

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