Don’t Let the Tick of the Clock Pursue Me
By Akiko-Chan

 

Info-It took me exactly 2 months to finish this chapter. I kept switching from past tense to present tense. I don’t know what I’m doing. I wrote this note in my notebook: “Write doctor’s appointment told in past view of Yohji telling it in present terms.” Does that make sense to you; it doesn’t make sense to me. Like a Quadrillion is a million billion. Yeah...okay.

Chapter 2

Omi was seeing the specialists that day to make out a treatment plan. And where was I? Standing outside of one of my girlfriend’s apartment building, smoking a cigarette. I stood there watching the cars go by. The people busily walking pass, trying to get to their destination. I should have been somewhere else then.

I should have been with Omi. He needs support during this and not the kind that Aya can offer. He needs more than a reassuring nod. I knew he would forgive me, he always does. But that still doesn’t make it right. In a way he got me back, making me listen to what happened at the hospital.

******

*Omi’s POV*

The night Ken and I last talked was when Aya made the appointment. That was two nights ago. Yohji had not come home that night. Aya was in his usual unpleasant mood.

I sat on the couch trying my shoes. Aya staring down at me, all ready to leave. On his face his can-you-do-that-any-faster look. I stop and look at him because he speaks.

“Why are you wearing shorts?”

I laugh and a smile spreads across my face. Remembering, one night when you (referring to Yohji) were drunk and said that Aya’s trench coat was really a dress. [1] I almost find myself saying ‘Why are you wearing a dress?’ I stop, before I do, Aya’s not so pleased with he fact I just laughed in his face.

“Its thirty degrees outside aren’t you going to get cold?”

I lose control and can no longer contain my laughter. Aya’s face turns red, any patience he had had left when my laughter began. He yanked me up by my ear grabbing some of my hair in the process. I cried out in shock and pain. The pain subsided when he let go and I still felt like laughing. I hold it in and walk outside. Aya goes and unlocks his car.

******

*Hospital*

Aya and I stand waiting for the elevators. I stood close to him, but not too close. He is becoming impatient again. He seems to be deep in thought. The elevator doors open, he grabs my arm and pulls me into the elevator with him.

“What floor?” He asks me.

I think for a second and reply “three.”

He pushes the button and stands over by me. He looks down at me and I look up at him.

“You’re scared, aren’t you?”

I suddenly feel uncomfortable. “Of course I am...” I take a deep breath. “Every night that we go on a mission I know there is a chance I may die. But this bothers me more because I know what I’m facing on the missions...”

The bell dings and the door opens. Aya and I walk out into the hallway.

Slowly we walk down the long corridor. It’s not like the ER part of the hospital. The white is replaced by warm but dull colors. It’s quiet and not nearly as crowded. I spot the door we are looking for, to the right just a little farther ahead. A clear door with white words: Oncology Dr. Mazda and Dr. Nissan.

“The door is right there Aya-kun.” I say as I point at the door.

“I see it.” Aya replies.

Aya continues walking but I have stopped. I don’t think I’m ready for this. Everything is going so quickly. Aya stops and turns around.

“Omi-kun, Are you all right?”

“I’m fine.” I say as I smile and catch up with him. He gives me a puzzled look and opens the door. He holds it open for me as I walk in. We walk up to the front to sign in. I pick up the pen to sign in. Aya watching me, I know he’s waiting for me to make a mistake. I stopped at the doctor’s column. No one told me which one I was seeing. I look back at him to ask. He grabs the pen from me; pushes me aside and begins to fill it out.

“Go sit down.”

In the emotional state I’m in I might of cried. I don’t want to be treated like a child. I find a seat and sit down. Soon after Aya sits down with a clipboard, with one of those forms they make new patients fill out. He hands it to me with a pen.

“Fill out what you can.”

I fill it out and hand it back to him.

I yawn and look around the room. The carpet is a dull green much more welcoming then the vomit like pink-brown of Dr. Mieta’s office. (The doctor Omi saw in chap. 1). The chairs of a similar green. The waiting room is practically empty. Temperature in here is a little too cold, but it’s probably just me. There is no tv in here, just elevator music playing.

The boredom sinks in and I close my eyes. This place is empty; the wait shouldn’t be too long. I open my eyes and look at Aya. The clipboard is exchanged with a magazine. The magazines are located on the other side. I have this newfound laziness; so I just look at Aya’s magazine over his shoulder.

“Doctor Mieta’s office has a tv.” I point out.

“Yes it does.” He replies.

“This one doesn’t, I like doctor’s offices that have a tv.”

Silence.

“Have you seen that Jerry Springer episode where...” I was cut off.

“No I haven’t.”

“How do you know that if you don’t know what episode I was talking about?”

“I don’t watch that show.”

I sigh, turn forward and cross my arms.

“You’re boring.”

A few minutes passed, I spent these minutes staring the pictures on the walls, replications of famous paintings. They were of little interest to me. Sometimes boredom can make a person do and say odd things.

“Yohji says you’re a pervert.” [2]

******

*Yohji’s POV*

I stopped him at this point in his story. I almost chocked on what I was drinking.

“You told him that?” I blurted out. “ How did he respond?”

Omi sighed. “If you’d be quiet. I would tell you.” His deep blue eyes staring at me and a small smirk on his face.

******

*Omi’s POV*

Aya looked up from his magazine.

“How so?”

“How am I suppose to know why Yohji thinks the way he does?”

“Don’t play dumb, there’s a reason why you said that.”

“Do you really want me to elaborate?”

“Why not?”

I sigh through my teeth and say “Fine” and continue normally.

“Remember when you went on that “date” with Sakura. Ken said you did it as part of the mission and Yohji said that you’re just a pervert.”

Aya shoved the magazine at my chest and stood up. He went over to the magazine rack and got himself a magazine. He set back by me, and opened up his magazine.

******

Then we went into one of the rooms in the back. One I like to call phase II waiting room. Reasons being you still have to wait.

******

*Narrative*

“You don’t have to describe everything, Bishounen.” Yohji says to him.

Omi looked at Yohji.

“If you really wanted to know about it, you should of been there.” He said in an enraged tone. He got up and left the room.

******

Omi stood at his favorite place to think. At the pier watching the sunset. His arms crossed leaning on the rail. The sky was breathtaking. A mixture of oranges yellows blues, and pink. The reflection of the sun on the water. Making it shine an undescribable gold. A figure approaches and stands next to him.

“It’s beautiful isn’t it?”

Omi turned and saw Manx at his side. He smiled.

“That it is.”

Then turned back towards the sunset.

“I went to the doctor’s today. They say I have Acute Myeloid Leukemia. The doctors talked about all these treatment plans. They want to put me in the hospital. They want me to go on Chemotherapy and possibly with radiation...” He turned to her with tears in his eyes. “They want to destroy my bone marrow so they can replace it with healthy marrow. But there are all these side effects to it. I’m going to lose my hair and bunch of other stuff.”

Manx stepped towards Omi, and held him in a tight embrace.

“We’re all here for you and you have to be strong. We’ll get through this. Don’t think that Kritiker and Weiß are going to let you go through this on your own.”

“I hope you’re right.” Omi said and then he cried. Because sometimes the stress gets too much, and there is only a few options to relieve it.

 

** Yotan**

I wake up from my reverie caused by the steady drops of rain and Ken’s importantly boring soccer game by the sound of a door opening, slamming and approaching footsteps. I see the figure of Omi walking through the room; he is soaked to the skin.

“Bishounen?” I say and he just continues on his way to his room. He doesn’t stop or even show a sign of acknowledgement. I hear his door open, slam, and his feet shuffling over to his bed. And then there is no sound for a few minutes. The last sound I hear is him falling on his bed, probably curling up to go to sleep.

I think of today’s earlier event and wonder if that’s bothering him. I look to Ken and see if he has picked up any of the signs that I just have. He hasn’t, he’s just staring brain-dead at the game. I bet he didn’t even notice that Omi walked through the room.

“Hey Ken-kun!”

He looks at me as if he has noticed for the first time that I have been sitting by him.

“What?”

“I think Omi’s upset; we should go talk to him.”

“Last time I tried that it didn’t work out so well.”

“Fine, do as you wish. I’m going to talk to him.”

**Omi’s Room**

I knock on his door and barely waiting for an answer; I open it. I flip the light switch, startling Omi and causing him to sit up in his bed. I shut his door carefully and look back at him.

“What’s up Bishounen?”

He yawns sleepily and looks over at me, his eyes now adjusting to the light. I sit down on the bed next to him. He moves over then looks up at me.

“This isn’t your bed Yohji-kun.” He says in such a manner that I don’t know if he’s serious or joking. I smile at him and he smiles back before laughing. Looking away from him and towards the wall, I begin.

“I’d like to apologize about earlier...”

“It’s okay.” My eyes turn back to him.

“Are you sure?”

“It doesn’t matter anyways you don’t want to hear because you want pretend that I’m not sick...” Emphasizing the last two words.

“Omi...”

“So why would you want to hear my account of seeing a doctor for my imaginary disease...” His voice seeming almost filled with hate.

I lose my temper by then, grabbing him roughly by the sleeves and pulling him towards me. I was so irate I don’t recall what I said and Omi never repeated it to me. I remember his fearful eyes then me pulling him into a hug.

He pulls away from me and lays down on his bed looking up at the ceiling. I look down at him. His face a mix of emotions. His beautiful sapphire eyes frowning. They look so much better when he’s smiling.

“I have to go to the dentist, then after that they are going to start treatment. I’m going to have to stay in the hospital probably. And Aya’s just going to let them put me there. I hate hospitals, I want to stay here.”

“I’ll talk to him about it, but you should really tell him yourself.”

He looks up at me, a little hint of a smile on his face.

“You say that as if it’s something easy.”

“What’s so hard about it?”

Ken walks into the room. “Aya brought home Chinese food for dinner.”

I stand up as ken exits the room.

“We ordered out for dinner while you were gone. We got you something figuring you would show up.”

And Omi and I exit the room.

 

End Chapter Two.
[1] Didn't happen in the anime.
[2] Did happen in the anime.

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