Pieces: Chapter 5 (unfinished)
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Title: (?)
Author: saurgristiel
Rating: PG(? maybe 13)
Pairings/Characters: GacktxYou,
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Supernatural
Disclaimer: Blah blah, the usual.
Warnings: I don't think there's anything...
Words: ~1,790
Summary:
Notes: Ooooh, what’s the supernatural tag for…? (unwritten as of posting... sorry)
Gackt’s eyes fluttered open to a mostly dark room. One table lamp was on and he smiled as he saw his sister buried in her laptop. His right hand stuttered up to his abdomen and he rubbed an itch.
“Don’t scratch too hard,” he heard his sister say. She finally looked up at him and smiled. She closed her laptop and put it away. “You have no idea how happy I am to see you awake.” Her voice wavered in that sentence and she cleared her throat.
Gackt brought his left hand up to his abdomen as well, noticing it was more uncomfortable to move than his right, and that there was a brace on his wrist.
“There was some swelling, so it was probably sprained.” She gently put her hand on his right knee, to see if it was painful, or if he would allow that touch. He didn’t do anything to show opposition, so she rubbed his knee.
“Since you can’t talk yet, and since writing might be a bit much right now, I need to teach you how you’ll communicate.” Her brother nodded a bit in understanding. “It will be mostly yes or no questions and you’ll answer with a hand squeeze, blinks, thumbs up or down, toe wiggles, or head movement. Two for yes and one for no.” She moved her hand to take her brother’s; perhaps even happier than You was when she felt it curl around her hand of its own volition. He was her lil’ brother after all.
“Let’s try, okay?” Gackt squeezed her hand twice.
“One plus one equals two.” Two squeezes.
“I have two children.” Two squeezes.
“You’re a virgin.” One squeeze, harder than the others, along with a smile.
“The sky is blue.” His smile got bigger, indicating that he was going to tease her, but she interrupted, “During the daytime.” Two squeezes. It wasn’t any color now, since it was nighttime his eyes said. Miyuki was glad his mind was still quick, and that he remembered their long-running joke.
“Alright.” She stroked his hand and looked down at his blanket covered leg. “Have you been told about your injuries?” One squeeze. “The doctor said that I could tell you. Do you think you can handle it without panicking?” Two squeezes. He was a lot more awake than he was previously. “You squeeze my hand harder if you want me to stop, okay?” She got two squeezes.
She went through the list, in the same direction that the doctor had gone originally. After each injury she made sure that he understood and wanted to continue.
When she finished, he wasn’t looking at her but down at his leg. She noticed his heart rate pick up. “Gaku, are you okay?” Two squeezes and half a smile. He let go of her hand and made a gesture indicating that he would like to write. Miyuki had to search around to find a pen and paper, then she dragged the wheeled table over and adjusted it. She noticed his eyes seemed a little shiny and he wiped at one.
“Please don’t cry. A nurse would have to come and suction your trach tube and that-”
“O-K.” he slowly wrote in roman letters. “On-l-y” he started in Japanese. There was a long pause while he found the right words. He slowly and sloppily drew the kanji for ‘water’. Then he looked hard at it, unhappy with how terrible it looked.
Miyuki thought for a moment, trying to interpret that. “Oh! Just misty, not full-blown crying, right?”
He nodded and tried writing his name. The letters G-A-C-K-T were wobbly, but correct. The kana, however, although it was only 3 syllables, were a mix of the two systems.
He lost focus and the pen dropped from his hand while he concentrated. He knew the kana was not consistent, but he couldn’t think of the correct ones.
“Gaku, why don’t you rest? Things will be a lot better in a few days. They’ve already changed your nutrition, and unfortunately, the answer to most of the questions you might have is ‘Give it some time’… Your body is still healing.” She took his hand and rubbed his arm to soothe him.
It was like a dimmer switch being slid to the ‘off’ position. His body slowly relaxed in to sleep, against his will, as Miyuki comforted him for a few minutes.
~*~*~
About a week later, Gackt was awake for longer periods of time, had more control of his muscles, and no longer needed the neck and wrist braces. He could also sit more upright. It was still somewhat uncomfortable to breathe and his spelling hadn’t gotten better yet (mixing kana and roman letters), but the quality of his writing had improved.
The wall across from his bed was plastered with Get Well Soon and other cards, as well as art from Chihiro and Miyuki’s children. Both sets of parents had stopped by, happy to see that he was awake and doing fairly well, all things considered.
He’d passed all the tests the doctor had done, but there was room for improvement. There always was, even before the accident, but this room was just to get back to “Basic Gackt”.
It felt strange to have lost a month of experiences. The last he remembered was waking You up at 3 AM so they could go out. He wasn’t sure what for, or if they’d made is to any goal before the accident. The doctor wanted to see if it would come back to him, so You was not supposed to tell him what had happened that day. He wore their cleaned rings on a necklace every day, though most of the time they were under his shirt.
Currently, Gackt’s lawyer was visiting, updating them on the case. The woman that had crashed into them was drunk and texting, with her child in the car. She blew through the red light, so it was not Gackt who was at fault.
They were talking about other things when there was a quiet knock on the door. An older gentleman with a briefcase and a small flower arrangement was waved in by Gackt’s lawyer.
“Gackt, You, this is Yoritomo Satsuki, he is the lawyer for the woman that hit you.”
Gackt had his normal stoic face on as he greeted the older man.
“These flowers are on behalf of my client. They’re silk, so you don’t have to worry about them.” He placed them on the table and retrieved an envelope out of his briefcase. “This is from my client,” he handed the envelope to You. “I am here to apologize on her behalf,” he bowed to the three men in the room. “My client, and it’s in the letter as well, is very sorry that this happened, and she wishes you a speedy recovery.” He bowed again and was taken to the hall by Gackt’s lawyer. They had a couple of things to discuss anyway.
Gackt just scribbled on his notepad out of frustration. Stupid flowers… stupid lawyer… stupid-
You noticed his scowl and stopped his hand. “Gaku, let’s just deal with this later, okay?” Gackt pursed his lips and did his ‘Yeah, fine, whatever’ face.
Gackt’s lawyer came back a few minutes later and they chatted until Gackt fell asleep. Then You and the lawyer, after making sure he was asleep, read the letter and talked about the case some more.
~*~*~
(MYSTERY CONTENT XP)
~*~*~
(Later, about a month after Gackt wakes up)
“Daddy!” Chihiro ran towards the bed, mask already on. She stopped, almost crashing into it, and nearly vibrating a hole through the floor to the room below. You smiled in the doorway as he came in, set his travel bag down, and washed up. Gackt had asked for Chihiro to come, he felt that he was ready to see her.
It took him a few seconds to open his eyes, get his bearings, and then react. He occasionally had some pretty heavy meds in him and one was just wearing off. He turned his bandanna adorned head and smiled at his beautiful daughter.
He still had to use more effort than he would have liked to move large parts of his body, but he excellently stroked his daughter’s head. “Hey…” he mouthed.
Chihiro giggled, ecstatic that her father was awake. Then something clicked in her brain. “If Daddy can’t talk, how does he talk?”
You smiled at her phrasing. “He… writes…” it dawned on You and Gackt. Chihiro’s reading skill was not as advanced as theirs yet. You turned and got some hand sanitizer to clean his daughter’s hands.
As his back was turned, Chihiro suddenly piped up, “Papa!”
He whirled around, worried for a split second before seeing that everything was okay.
“Daddy wants to say something.”
You came over and looked at Gackt’s spiral notebook.
”iPhone?”
You blinked and then felt horribly stupid. For a month Gackt had had to write things out. And while it was good therapy, it wasn’t exactly efficient, especially right now. You slathered sanitizer on Chi’s hands and then fished in his bag for his phone. He made sure he had enough battery and handed it to Gackt. He took Gackt’s writing pad and wrote something on it while Gackt fiddled with his phone.
And the brain trauma patient thinks of it first…” He embarrassedly showed Gackt.
Gackt smiled and suddenly the phone started talking. In a woman’s voice. Having a fit of a time, Gackt finally got to the Notes and typed in something.
You were busy. But I am still me.” Chi cocked her head, not understanding what her Daddy meant, while You laughed and set down the spiral notebook, conceding defeat.
”Hello Chihiro.”
“Hi Daddy.”
”How was school today?”
“It’s Saturday, Daddy,” Chihiro smiled.
”Yesterday then.
She smiled and told him how things were going, how her cousins were, how she was the smartest one in her class. About the frog she found in the backyard the other day. All sorts of things that are important to a child. It soon grew late, however, and Chihiro yawned.
”Sleep well, sugarplum.” ‘The Nutcracker’ was her favorite story, even though it was a little scary.
“I will Daddy.”
”I love you, Chi.”
“I love you Daddy.” Gackt kissed his fingers and placed them on his daughter’s nose, stroking her cheek on its way back.
“See you tomorrow, Gaku.” You leaned in and kissed Gackt’s temple. Gackt waved as he watched them leave, feeling tired, but renewed. He was still relieved, though, when the nurse came in to give him his nightly meds.
They were almost to the car when You finally got his phone to stop talking.
Notes: Not quite finished, but it's been a very long time since Chapter 4.
<<<= Chapter 4 Beginning ArchiveChapter 6 =>>>
Title: (?)
Author: saurgristiel
Rating: PG(? maybe 13)
Pairings/Characters: GacktxYou,
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Supernatural
Disclaimer: Blah blah, the usual.
Warnings: I don't think there's anything...
Words: ~1,790
Summary:
Notes: Ooooh, what’s the supernatural tag for…? (unwritten as of posting... sorry)
Gackt’s eyes fluttered open to a mostly dark room. One table lamp was on and he smiled as he saw his sister buried in her laptop. His right hand stuttered up to his abdomen and he rubbed an itch.
“Don’t scratch too hard,” he heard his sister say. She finally looked up at him and smiled. She closed her laptop and put it away. “You have no idea how happy I am to see you awake.” Her voice wavered in that sentence and she cleared her throat.
Gackt brought his left hand up to his abdomen as well, noticing it was more uncomfortable to move than his right, and that there was a brace on his wrist.
“There was some swelling, so it was probably sprained.” She gently put her hand on his right knee, to see if it was painful, or if he would allow that touch. He didn’t do anything to show opposition, so she rubbed his knee.
“Since you can’t talk yet, and since writing might be a bit much right now, I need to teach you how you’ll communicate.” Her brother nodded a bit in understanding. “It will be mostly yes or no questions and you’ll answer with a hand squeeze, blinks, thumbs up or down, toe wiggles, or head movement. Two for yes and one for no.” She moved her hand to take her brother’s; perhaps even happier than You was when she felt it curl around her hand of its own volition. He was her lil’ brother after all.
“Let’s try, okay?” Gackt squeezed her hand twice.
“One plus one equals two.” Two squeezes.
“I have two children.” Two squeezes.
“You’re a virgin.” One squeeze, harder than the others, along with a smile.
“The sky is blue.” His smile got bigger, indicating that he was going to tease her, but she interrupted, “During the daytime.” Two squeezes. It wasn’t any color now, since it was nighttime his eyes said. Miyuki was glad his mind was still quick, and that he remembered their long-running joke.
“Alright.” She stroked his hand and looked down at his blanket covered leg. “Have you been told about your injuries?” One squeeze. “The doctor said that I could tell you. Do you think you can handle it without panicking?” Two squeezes. He was a lot more awake than he was previously. “You squeeze my hand harder if you want me to stop, okay?” She got two squeezes.
She went through the list, in the same direction that the doctor had gone originally. After each injury she made sure that he understood and wanted to continue.
When she finished, he wasn’t looking at her but down at his leg. She noticed his heart rate pick up. “Gaku, are you okay?” Two squeezes and half a smile. He let go of her hand and made a gesture indicating that he would like to write. Miyuki had to search around to find a pen and paper, then she dragged the wheeled table over and adjusted it. She noticed his eyes seemed a little shiny and he wiped at one.
“Please don’t cry. A nurse would have to come and suction your trach tube and that-”
“O-K.” he slowly wrote in roman letters. “On-l-y” he started in Japanese. There was a long pause while he found the right words. He slowly and sloppily drew the kanji for ‘water’. Then he looked hard at it, unhappy with how terrible it looked.
Miyuki thought for a moment, trying to interpret that. “Oh! Just misty, not full-blown crying, right?”
He nodded and tried writing his name. The letters G-A-C-K-T were wobbly, but correct. The kana, however, although it was only 3 syllables, were a mix of the two systems.
He lost focus and the pen dropped from his hand while he concentrated. He knew the kana was not consistent, but he couldn’t think of the correct ones.
“Gaku, why don’t you rest? Things will be a lot better in a few days. They’ve already changed your nutrition, and unfortunately, the answer to most of the questions you might have is ‘Give it some time’… Your body is still healing.” She took his hand and rubbed his arm to soothe him.
It was like a dimmer switch being slid to the ‘off’ position. His body slowly relaxed in to sleep, against his will, as Miyuki comforted him for a few minutes.
~*~*~
About a week later, Gackt was awake for longer periods of time, had more control of his muscles, and no longer needed the neck and wrist braces. He could also sit more upright. It was still somewhat uncomfortable to breathe and his spelling hadn’t gotten better yet (mixing kana and roman letters), but the quality of his writing had improved.
The wall across from his bed was plastered with Get Well Soon and other cards, as well as art from Chihiro and Miyuki’s children. Both sets of parents had stopped by, happy to see that he was awake and doing fairly well, all things considered.
He’d passed all the tests the doctor had done, but there was room for improvement. There always was, even before the accident, but this room was just to get back to “Basic Gackt”.
It felt strange to have lost a month of experiences. The last he remembered was waking You up at 3 AM so they could go out. He wasn’t sure what for, or if they’d made is to any goal before the accident. The doctor wanted to see if it would come back to him, so You was not supposed to tell him what had happened that day. He wore their cleaned rings on a necklace every day, though most of the time they were under his shirt.
Currently, Gackt’s lawyer was visiting, updating them on the case. The woman that had crashed into them was drunk and texting, with her child in the car. She blew through the red light, so it was not Gackt who was at fault.
They were talking about other things when there was a quiet knock on the door. An older gentleman with a briefcase and a small flower arrangement was waved in by Gackt’s lawyer.
“Gackt, You, this is Yoritomo Satsuki, he is the lawyer for the woman that hit you.”
Gackt had his normal stoic face on as he greeted the older man.
“These flowers are on behalf of my client. They’re silk, so you don’t have to worry about them.” He placed them on the table and retrieved an envelope out of his briefcase. “This is from my client,” he handed the envelope to You. “I am here to apologize on her behalf,” he bowed to the three men in the room. “My client, and it’s in the letter as well, is very sorry that this happened, and she wishes you a speedy recovery.” He bowed again and was taken to the hall by Gackt’s lawyer. They had a couple of things to discuss anyway.
Gackt just scribbled on his notepad out of frustration. Stupid flowers… stupid lawyer… stupid-
You noticed his scowl and stopped his hand. “Gaku, let’s just deal with this later, okay?” Gackt pursed his lips and did his ‘Yeah, fine, whatever’ face.
Gackt’s lawyer came back a few minutes later and they chatted until Gackt fell asleep. Then You and the lawyer, after making sure he was asleep, read the letter and talked about the case some more.
~*~*~
(MYSTERY CONTENT XP)
~*~*~
(Later, about a month after Gackt wakes up)
“Daddy!” Chihiro ran towards the bed, mask already on. She stopped, almost crashing into it, and nearly vibrating a hole through the floor to the room below. You smiled in the doorway as he came in, set his travel bag down, and washed up. Gackt had asked for Chihiro to come, he felt that he was ready to see her.
It took him a few seconds to open his eyes, get his bearings, and then react. He occasionally had some pretty heavy meds in him and one was just wearing off. He turned his bandanna adorned head and smiled at his beautiful daughter.
He still had to use more effort than he would have liked to move large parts of his body, but he excellently stroked his daughter’s head. “Hey…” he mouthed.
Chihiro giggled, ecstatic that her father was awake. Then something clicked in her brain. “If Daddy can’t talk, how does he talk?”
You smiled at her phrasing. “He… writes…” it dawned on You and Gackt. Chihiro’s reading skill was not as advanced as theirs yet. You turned and got some hand sanitizer to clean his daughter’s hands.
As his back was turned, Chihiro suddenly piped up, “Papa!”
He whirled around, worried for a split second before seeing that everything was okay.
“Daddy wants to say something.”
You came over and looked at Gackt’s spiral notebook.
”iPhone?”
You blinked and then felt horribly stupid. For a month Gackt had had to write things out. And while it was good therapy, it wasn’t exactly efficient, especially right now. You slathered sanitizer on Chi’s hands and then fished in his bag for his phone. He made sure he had enough battery and handed it to Gackt. He took Gackt’s writing pad and wrote something on it while Gackt fiddled with his phone.
And the brain trauma patient thinks of it first…” He embarrassedly showed Gackt.
Gackt smiled and suddenly the phone started talking. In a woman’s voice. Having a fit of a time, Gackt finally got to the Notes and typed in something.
You were busy. But I am still me.” Chi cocked her head, not understanding what her Daddy meant, while You laughed and set down the spiral notebook, conceding defeat.
”Hello Chihiro.”
“Hi Daddy.”
”How was school today?”
“It’s Saturday, Daddy,” Chihiro smiled.
”Yesterday then.
She smiled and told him how things were going, how her cousins were, how she was the smartest one in her class. About the frog she found in the backyard the other day. All sorts of things that are important to a child. It soon grew late, however, and Chihiro yawned.
”Sleep well, sugarplum.” ‘The Nutcracker’ was her favorite story, even though it was a little scary.
“I will Daddy.”
”I love you, Chi.”
“I love you Daddy.” Gackt kissed his fingers and placed them on his daughter’s nose, stroking her cheek on its way back.
“See you tomorrow, Gaku.” You leaned in and kissed Gackt’s temple. Gackt waved as he watched them leave, feeling tired, but renewed. He was still relieved, though, when the nurse came in to give him his nightly meds.
They were almost to the car when You finally got his phone to stop talking.
Notes: Not quite finished, but it's been a very long time since Chapter 4.
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