Save Me From Myself

Chapter 18

A/N: Well, only one more chapter after this! I can't believe it's taken me almost 2 and a half years to finish this....I'm ashamed but oh well. I've pre-written the next chapter so that will be uploaded next weekend and then I just have to focus on please don't stand so close to me I'm having trouble breathing.

After that, I have a new fanfic planned and some one-shots planned so whoo.

Also my laptop is fixed now so it should be easier to write and upload (Writing on a phone is actual torture)

:)))))))

Natsuya stuck to his word, bringing Haru, Asahi and Makoto to the hospital with him the next day, all three showing their concern in their own unique ways. Asahi had been nervously chattering constantly on the walk to the hospital whilst Haru had remained deathly silent, his expression so blank and emotionless that even Makoto couldn't read it and Makoto had gone quieter than usual and was looking fairly pale. Natsuya had become concerned for all three of them however, he supposed that it would be quite a shock to discover that their teammate had almost killed themselves. Natsuya himself still couldn't believe it. The utter shock and fear that overtook him when he found his younger brother bleeding out, he wasn't sure he'd ever be able to forget the terrifying sight. The image of paramedics carrying Ikuya away on a stretcher was burned onto the backs of his eyelids, he saw it whenever he closed his eyes and so had barely slept since the incident happened. Anytime he did manage to fall asleep, he was awoken later by the gruesome images of what could have happened had he not found Ikuya in time. A shiver racked through his spine at the thought, gaining the attention of the other three boys with him

"Natsuya-senpai are you alright?" Makoto's voice was quiet as he spoke but it was still filled with the same ever-present concern.

Natsuya simply nodded as he continued walking, deciding not to explain his thoughts in case it affected any of them in the same way.

They reached the hospital and were directed to Ikuya's room once more although at this point Natsuya already had the directions there memorised. as they headed up to the room, Makoto asked the question that seemed to have been bugging all three of them

"Natsuya-senpai....he...he will be okay won't he..?"

Natsuya gave what he hoped was a reassuring smile as he nodded.

"He's going to be fine, he...he just needs time..." Natsuya said before knocking on the door, receiving a quiet "Yeah" in response. 

The three younger boys each took a deep breath before following Natsuya into the room. 

Upon entering the room, they saw Ikuya sat up in the bed in the centre of the room, various wires and tubes coming out of his arms and attaching to machines next to the bed. His arms were covered from his wrist past his elbow in white bandages and a book now lay on his lap discarded.

"Hi..." Ikuya said somewhat awkwardly before practically being tackled by Asahi into a careful hug so that they didn't hurt his still broken aching ribs, soon followed by Makoto and eventually Haru after he was pulled in by the others.

The three of them released him and Asahi immediately pointed an accusatory finger at him saying

"Next time you do something that stupid, I'm gonna tickle you until you never think about doing it again!" 

As if to prove his point, Asahi poked a finger into Ikuya's lower stomach, making the smaller boy squeal and state a loose threat not to tickle him.