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Lost Days Lamenting Lost Days
Part Two

He didn't even look like Ryouga with all those needles
and machines hooked up to him.

Ukyou stood over his medical bed.  She didn't dare
stray too close for fear that she might pull something
out of place.  A machine rhythmically kept track of
his heart beat.  The  "Beep, Beep"  cut through the
dead silence of the hospital room.

He looked so frail . . .

She walked to the foot of the bed and glanced at the
medical forms.  All the personal information was blank
save for the name:  Ryouga Hibiki.

She never really bothered to get to know him did she? 
He had only been a tool for getting her "Ranchan".

She laughed bitterly.

Her Ranchan . . . he had never been hers.  Ranma had
been Akane's all this time.  She had been a fool to
think someone could . . .

She cringed.  Ryouga was lying broken in a hospital
bed and she was whining about her lost love.

Ryouga had a long tube running up his nose and various
other equipment connected to his body.  Under his left
eye, a slender scar ran down his cheek.  It was
stitched up but would never completely heal.  He would
have a scar for the rest of his life.

Ukyou clinched her fists and made a silent promise. 
She was going to repay him.  She wasn't sure how, or
if she could ever fully repay him, but she was going
to try.  It wasn't clear to her what she could do,
save be his friend.  He seemed like he needed one.

She walked over to his bed and tentatively touched his
hand.  It felt clammy and almost cold.  Her head
tilted spilling her chestnut hair across her face and
shoulders.

"Jackass you didn't have to do that," she whispered
and closed her eyes tightly.

"Idiot, you shouldn't have walked into the road," a
voice croaked.  Ukyou started and opened her eyes.

Ryouga looked up at her through blury, bloodshot green
eyes.  He blinked rapidly in confusion.

"Where the hell am I now?"

"Ryouga!  Your awake!  Everybody!  He's awake!"  Ukyou
glomped onto the still vertigo gripped Ryouga.  For
once, his confusion worked for him, helping not notice
the cute girl glomped onto him, preventing himself
from losing much needed blood.

Ranma and Akane heads popped up outside the door.  The
two looked worse for wear.  And was that lipstick on
Ranma's face?  No, it was better not to think about
things like that right now.  Ukyou disengaged herself
from Ryouga.  

"See Akane what did I tell you?"

"Yes Ranma, he woke up just because of YOU."

Ryouga blinked.  His eyes were still trying to adjust.
 His throat was really dry and raw too.  A doctor
rushed into the room.  His long white coat, swished as
he walked.  His eyes widened in surprise when he saw
that the patient was awake.  Damn, he'd lost another
bet.

"What are you people doing here? You're going to have
to leave."  The doctor ushered a crest fallen Ranma
and Akane out of the room.

"Aww man, I wanted to ask him what getting hit by a
semi felt like," Ranma said as he walked out of the
room.  Akane punched him in the ribs.

"Ow Akane, I was just kidding."

The doctor walked up to Ukyou and put a hand on her
arm.

"Your going to have to leave too Miss."

"Oh, all right."  She let the doctor lead her by the
arm toward the door.

"Wait, Ukyou,"  Ryouga croaked lifting up a hand
weakly.  She  turned and met his gaze from across the
room.  "It wasn't your fault."  

Ukyou's eye's widened in shock as she was escorted out
of the room.

H-how did he know about that?

----

Ryouga could never remember spending this much time in
one place his entire life.  Not that he could go
anywhere.  With his broken leg, arm, concussion, and
cracked ribs he wasn't going anywhere soon.  The ribs
hurt the worse.  He could live with the rest if his
ribs didn't twinge painfully every time he took a
breath.  

Truth be told he had been hurt before.  Never this
severely but he wasn't a stranger to hospital rooms. 
The dull medical smell and endless yellow linoleum
were driving him insane.  It was so tedious just
sitting in one place.  He could practically feel his
muscles turning to mush.  It would take months just to
regain everything that he had lost.

He looked over at his room.  It wasn't very much just
the bare essentials.  There were a few balloons and
flowers, mostly from Ukyou and Akane.  Ranma had
bought him a pair of pajamas.  Ryouga was touched by
his sentiment until he saw what was on them . . .
PIGS.  He didn't know how Ranma had found yellow
pajamas with little black pigs on them, but he had. 
Never before had he hated an article of clothing so
much.

I have to get out of this bed!

He hadn't been able to contact this parents.  It
didn't really matter much to him.  They never would
have found him if they even bothered to try.  Luckily,
Ryouga had remembered the Hibiki emergency bank fund
which was more than enough to cover his medical bills.
 Strangely enough the first thing they had asked him
had ben:  "Can you pay your bill?"  What were they
going to do?  Throw him out if he couldn't?    

Other than the balloons and flowers there were also
the cards from the others.  Reaching over, he picked
one out of the pile and read it.

[Shampoo:  "Thanks" for saving stupid spatula girl! 
Competition almost eliminated!  Shampoo come see you
after you get all better!]

Ryouga frowned and set down Shampoo's card.  She sure
knew how to cheer a guy up.  Who knew they made cards
with crossbones?  He picked up Colonge's next. 

[Colonge:  I knew you'd pull through.  You BETTER 
recover.  No who has been trained in the baksai
tenkestu can be taken down by some mere automobile! 5
thousand years of Amazon history are riding on you
boy!]

What's the old ghoul going to do?  Beat me up in the
after life?  

The card was discarded.  He picked up another one.  It
was written in very formal script with a blue
lightning bolt imprinted on the front.  It looked more
like a challenge letter than a card.

[Kuno: AH HA HA!  Heaven has reeked its vengeance upon
you, evil sorcerer friend of Saotome!  Feel every
breath of your anguish as penance for your harassing
of the pig tailed girl!]

His uninjured hand clinched tightly.  He knew how he
was going to get back in shape now.

[Nabiki:  I hope you get better, even though it is
nice not having you and Ranma destroying the dojo.]

That one wasn't that bad.  Ryouga reached over to set
the card down when a slip of paper fell out.  

"What's this? . . . A BILL FOR THE CARD?!"  He
crumbled the bill up and threw it in the trashcan. 
Hell, if he'd pay for his own get well card.

He set the last of the cards down and picked up a box.
 A delivery man had just brought it a few hours
previous.  It had no name on it but the return address
was "Tendo Dojo".  His eyes widened in surprise.  

Akane must have gotten me something!  

He hurriedly tore open the wrapping and peered
inside--

"PRETTY NURSE LADIES!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"  

Happosai jumped out of the box and ran out the door. 
Screams could be heard from outside as Ryouga stared
blankly in shock.  After several minutes, he regained
motor capacities and laid back in his bed.  The sounds
of police sirens were heard minutes later followed by
the clunk of armored troops going on the offensive. 
Sounds of heavily artillery fired, nothing that
unusual; same old same old.

There had to be some way to get out of his room.  Even
just a little walk down the hallway would be better
than nothing.

There was a loud boom as if a bomb went off outside. 
People screamed and glass was shattered.  Helicopters
sped by his window and an odd green smoke swirled pass
the closed window harmlessly.

"I think we're going to need bigger guns!"  Gruff
voices screamed outside and were suddenly silenced by
a large explosion.

"The drudgery is killing me!"  He felt so weak;
rotting here in this hospital bed.  He knew Ranma was
laughing at him.  Who knew how he had been treating
Akane while he was away.  

He looked down at his pig pajamas in disgust.  He
wouldn't normally wouldn't have accepted them but the
hospital gowns with the opening in the back were so
embarrassing.  And his other cloths were completely
ruined.  He dreaded having to get new cloths.  It
always took him days to find a clothing store.

"This thing can't be human!  Open fire!"  Rapid gun
fire and the distinct sound of bullets ricocheting
could be heard from outside the building. 

It's only been made bearable by Akane and Ukyou's
visits.  Ukyou is being so nice . . . it's weird.  She
doesn't even seem like the same person.  It would be
nice to have a friend . . .  Who are you kidding
Hibiki?  She just pities you. Probably feels like she
owes you or something.

He scanned the room again; looking for some way of
escape.  His gaze rested on a walker his older
roommate used.  He was gone and wouldn't be back for a
few hours.  It'd be hard, but it could work.  

He picked up one of the balloons and cut the ribbon
off with his teeth.  Experimentally, he twirled it and
snapped it taunt like a gymnastics ribbon.  Ryouga
grinned like an idiot.  

"Hah!  Ranma's not the only one that knows how to
improvise!"  

The fact that he had never tried completely escaped
him.

He snapped the ribbon toward the walker.  It wrapped
around the metal base.  With a flick of his wrist, he
pulled it toward him.  He gently took the IV out of
his arm.  Pain killers...who needs them?  That stupid
thing had been stuck in his arm for hours.  It had to
have done its work by now.

He swung one leg over the bed and then the other. 
Ignoring the twinging in his ribs, he gripped the
metal sides of the walker and hauled himself up with
one hand.  Every muscle, tendon, and bone protested at
this injustice but Ryouga shrugged it off.

It was slow going at first, one leg in front of the
other, stop, breath, and start again.  Every step was
agony.  Every breath was filled with pain.  After what
seemed like an eternity he reached the door way and
promptly--

tripped on a power cord.

"Gaaaaaah!"  He crumpled to the floor in a heap.  His
mind erupted into a roaring avalanche of pain.  Every
fiber of his body made itself known.  Tears threatened
to spill over his cheeks but he held them back with
sheer will power.  He was strong.  He wasn't going to
cry.  Besides, what would Ranma think if he saw him
now?  

He uprighted the walker and brought himself to his
feet.  Walking slowly and carefully, he exited the
room.

Ryouga, the lost boy, the guy that can't even make it
to his own house, decided to take a short walk . . .

----

Ukyou, Ranma, and Akane walked through the large
double doors of the hospital complex.  

"I wonder why the military is here?" Akane asked
looking over her shoulder.  Ranma shrugged.

"Who knows.  Maybe they found out Ryouga was here and
came for Shishi Hodokan containment duty."

"That's not funny Ranma."  Akane grimaced as the image
of a giant crater standing in place of the hospital
flashed across her mind.

They weaved through various doctors, visitors, and
patients on their way to the third floor.  Normally
they would have just jumped there, but the sight of
three teenagers jumping stories had disturbed a few of
the heart patients, so they had been told to use the
elevator like normal people.  The teenagers stepped
onto an elevator.  Ranma pushed the button for the
third floor.

"I still don't see why we have to take the long way." 
Ranma rolled back and forth on his heels impatiently.

"Ranma, someone had a heart attack when they saw us,"
Ukyou replied swinging a bag with a warm okinyomiyaki
in it absently.  He looked surprised for a moment that
she hadn't called him by her normal term of
endearment.  He tried to meet her eyes but she seemed
intent on staring at the lights on the elevator panel.
 Sighing, he shrugged his shoulders.

"Is that all?"

Akane hit him on the head with a small mallet.

"Have some compassion you jerk."  

"Like _YOU'RE_ one to talk Akane."

Akane's eyes narrowed and a faint red aura sprang
about around her.  She raised her mallet over her head
and stopped mid strike as a spatula was thrust
in-between her and her fiancee.  Ukyou looked at them
both calmly.

"Stop it."  I know you love each other so why don't
you stop pretending.

The two teenagers looked up at the angered chef in
surprise.  Ukyou returned their gaze calmly and
unemotionally for a moment.  Several seconds passed in
silence.  The tension in the air was so thick you
could almost swim in it.  Finally, the elevator dinged
and the door opened.  Ukyou sheafed her weapon,
turned, and walked out the door without a word.  Ranma
and Akane looked confused for a moment and then
followed her.

It was a short walk to Ryouga's room.  Ukyou knocked
loudly to make sure he wasn't indecent.  Who knows
what would happen if they accidentally walked in on
him.  He would probably lose a gallon of blood and go
into shock or something.

"Hey Ryouga are you naked in there?"  No response was
heard from the room.  Ukyou looked back at her two
companions questionably.  "So what do we do?"

Ranma responded by walking past Ukyou and going into
the room.

"Hey pork butt ya in here?"  Ranma looked around the
empty room and gulped.  No Ryouga.  No cute little
black pig trying to rip his face off.  This was not
good.  "Um guys . . . he's . . . gone."

"What?!"  Akane and Ukyou called as they came running
into the room.  Both beds in the room were empty, a
pile of cards lay on the table, and an iv machine lay
on its side.  It was almost like some great struggle
was fought in the room.  Both girls faces were less
than happy.

"THAT JACKASS!  What the hell was he thinking?!  He's
hurt.  He could be in Russia by now!  That idiot
doesn't have even enough sense to get out of the
rain!"

"I don't know about that . . ." Ranma's eyebrow
twitched.  

"Ranma what are we going to do?"  Akane walked up to
him and put a hand on his shoulder.  Ukyou tried to
ignore the gesture.  

"I'm not sure there is anything we can do Akane when--

"THAT IDIOT!  DAMN IT!  I'M ATTACHING A LITTLE COLLAR
WITH A BELL ON THAT GUY!"

"Uh . . . what's wrong with Ukyou?"  Ryouga appeared
at the door way, leaning on a walker and munching on a
candy bar.  Three sets of eyes swiveled his direction
and blinked.

"Ryouga!  Wow!  You made it back!  I guess even you
get lucky sometimes."  Ranma laughed. 

"What do you . . ."  Ryouga stopped mid sentence and
turned pale as he realized what he had just done.  He
could have ended up on the other side of the country
in pig pajamas and a walker.  

Ah hell, how could I have been so stupid!  Got to
think of something witty to diffuse the situation.  

"Uh . . . oops?"

"OOPS?!"

Uh . . . why is Ukyou glowing like that . . .  Uh
oh... Akane is too . . .  Ryouga gulped.

What followed constituted a new law in the hospital
banning all large spatula's and mallets on hospital
grounds.

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