Jazzy: hey everyone. Like I said previous a/n note I would update I wouldn't get lazy. Well I did so this is very, very late. Anyway this story was originally supposed to be for Heba. So it mostly will be. occasionally I will write from the others view but for now it's all about Heba.
Heba: That's right!
Disclaimer: i own nothin except the plot.
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Chapter 6
Heba Pov
Awkward silence filled the cab of this red truck. I sighed looking out the window. That mysterious person kept coming to mind. Who was that? What world was that supposed to be from. Maybe it could have just been my imagination. Narsasistac as well I suppose. I mean who dreams about a sexier version of them self? It was just flat out odd.
"Ba." Sounded into my thoughts but I kept dealing with my inner thoughts. I mean I suppose if it had been Yugi in the dream I would feel even more disgusted with my pathetic self, but it was me. A sex god version, but still me. I wonder if this is normal. Knowing me, probably not, but oh well.
"Eba!" A tug on my arm caused me to look at the only other passenger in the stopped car. Wait stopped car? When did we stop?
"Heba? We are here!" My brother spoke annoyed. Wait why is Yugi annoyed? I nodded and un-buckled myself.
"Let's go see Mal," as I got out of car and into the warm evening, I stumbled slightly gathering my balance. Unfortunately we were about half way across the parking lot. Dismayed, I trudged around the many cars cluttering the parking spots.
"With it being around five in the morning you'd think people would sleep." Yugi commented, keeping the pace that I had set. I shook my head in agreement.
We finally reached the building that exclaimed its-self to be the ICU building, I glanced at my brother. "Are you sure they will be in here?" I questioned.
"Yea." Was the short and irritating reply I received. Damn brother. We walked inside with little hesitation. The cold room had three main hall ways connecting to it. I didn't particularly care to pay attention to it as I walked across the tile floor to approach the two nurses working side by side.
The one on the left is brunet with blonde frosted tips that reached just under his chin and framed the slight round face he owns. The other has creamy chocolate skin with inky hair up within a pony tail and an angled face that would have held a scarier effect had her glasses not softened her gaze.
She called out to us, "The emergency room is that way. Obviously niether of you need to be in ICU." He voice was slightly chilled. I shrugged it off.
"Listen here ma'am, our friend was brought in here a while ago and we are looking to be able to see him." I replied matching here tone effortlessly. She glanced up from the folder she had been examining.
"Fine. Name?" She asked impatiently as she tossed the file aside to check the data base.
"Malik Ishtar. M-A-L-I-K I-S-H-T-A-R." Yugi supplied timidly touching the counter. She nodded as her fingers continued to tap and click the mouse and keys. It was a bit annoying but I could chalk it down to lack of sleep and how there isn't anyone else in here. Probably cause this is check in and anyone else is in the patients room.
"Very well. Take a right down that hall at the very first split off," she explained pointing down the hall to the left if us. Or right of her. Either way, she pointed down that cold and bright white hall, "and look for room 112. Oh; but first, sign in." The nurse held out a clipboard.
Yugi and I signed in, it felt weird to sign into a hospital. Anyway, as we walked into the hall from the main room.
Taking the right hand turn we came face to face with room 112. Well it is a little ways off but close. Grasping the handle I heard light sobs of "I'm so sorry! Mal, please for give me."

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