Chapter Two [Part One]
THE HOSPITAL
Author : sylva_anggia
Pairing : Brian/Zack, expect more in the next chapters
Rating : NC-17
Summary : "Only to care the disease, not to care the sick. The University Hospital made many doctors of this sort."
Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction and does not reflect the personal or professional lives of any real person or organization portrayed herein. No bodily harm intended whatsoever.
Dedication : Nogizaka Taro and Nagai Akira
A/N : This is my first time writing something so long in English and it's not my first language. So if you find some mistakes, please let me know and I'll fix them, maybe. Hopefully you will be able to understand it anyway =)
( Chapter One )
Chapter Two [part one]
The next morning.
“It’s Doctor Sanders here. How does the patient at room 112A condition? Any changes yet?”
Matthew Sanders speaks to his cell phone, as he speeds up his black Porsche Carerra GT down the empty highway. As far as the eye could see, there’s nothing but desert all around, and the sun is just fucking pouring all over places, even though it’s still at 7 AM.
“Alright, thank you. I’ll be back in…” Matt stops mid sentence to check on his watch, “two hours. Call Doctor Callahan for any changes, and let me know. Okay. Yes, thank you,” and he hangs up.
But suddenly, as Matt puts his cell phone away, something dark jumps to the road, only seconds away from Matt's car. Matt's hands and feet move so fast that everything is a streaky blur, except for the object he’s trying to avoid.
A fucking black cat with wide green eyes!
Matt is only vividly aware when he crashes the side of his car to the wall that separates the highway onto two different direction lanes. And that’s only hundredth of a second before the cat jumps out of the way and into the barren on the left side of the road.
“Fucking cat!” he curses, and bangs his hands to the wheel. He grabs his phone, which happens to be at the bottom of his car because of the accident, and slides across the center console since the driver door won’t open as it’s all pressed up against the wall.
He scowls as he checks on his car. The driver side is almost totaled. However, it’s a miracle that he’s okay. Only some minor injuries on the elbow and knee. He raises his head, turns it around, and finds out that he is actually at his destination already.
A small smile creeps on his face, as someone at the end the phone line answering him. “Yeah, I need to have my car towed,” he says. After he finishes giving his direction to the tow truck service, he almost prays to whatever deity up there, that he can finally be able to meet the guy he has been so anxiously awaited.
“I swear to God, I’ll fucking kill the guy if he’s not home again this time,” he muses out loud, regarding of the accident he just got himself into, and the Porsche, of course.
He is practically running across the street to a small house with a small garage attached to it on its left side, which is located almost at the middle of the empty barren. He can only wonder why someone would choose to live in a place such as this. However, he has been to this house for the fourth time now. He just has to meet the guy, and he won’t give up the fifth trial if it what it takes to meet Brian Haner.
Fortunately, though, God heard his prayer. He’s about to knock on the door, when the door opens so suddenly right on front of his face, and the one who is standing behind it, is actually the one whom he wanted to see.
Alright, this one is short. And I don't think it's even important. Oh, well. I just have to separate the post into two parts. Link is here. So please comment therrr. Thanks.
Author : sylva_anggia
Pairing : Brian/Zack, expect more in the next chapters
Rating : NC-17
Summary : "Only to care the disease, not to care the sick. The University Hospital made many doctors of this sort."
Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction and does not reflect the personal or professional lives of any real person or organization portrayed herein. No bodily harm intended whatsoever.
Dedication : Nogizaka Taro and Nagai Akira
A/N : This is my first time writing something so long in English and it's not my first language. So if you find some mistakes, please let me know and I'll fix them, maybe. Hopefully you will be able to understand it anyway =)
( Chapter One )
Chapter Two [part one]
The next morning.
“It’s Doctor Sanders here. How does the patient at room 112A condition? Any changes yet?”
Matthew Sanders speaks to his cell phone, as he speeds up his black Porsche Carerra GT down the empty highway. As far as the eye could see, there’s nothing but desert all around, and the sun is just fucking pouring all over places, even though it’s still at 7 AM.
“Alright, thank you. I’ll be back in…” Matt stops mid sentence to check on his watch, “two hours. Call Doctor Callahan for any changes, and let me know. Okay. Yes, thank you,” and he hangs up.
But suddenly, as Matt puts his cell phone away, something dark jumps to the road, only seconds away from Matt's car. Matt's hands and feet move so fast that everything is a streaky blur, except for the object he’s trying to avoid.
A fucking black cat with wide green eyes!
Matt is only vividly aware when he crashes the side of his car to the wall that separates the highway onto two different direction lanes. And that’s only hundredth of a second before the cat jumps out of the way and into the barren on the left side of the road.
“Fucking cat!” he curses, and bangs his hands to the wheel. He grabs his phone, which happens to be at the bottom of his car because of the accident, and slides across the center console since the driver door won’t open as it’s all pressed up against the wall.
He scowls as he checks on his car. The driver side is almost totaled. However, it’s a miracle that he’s okay. Only some minor injuries on the elbow and knee. He raises his head, turns it around, and finds out that he is actually at his destination already.
A small smile creeps on his face, as someone at the end the phone line answering him. “Yeah, I need to have my car towed,” he says. After he finishes giving his direction to the tow truck service, he almost prays to whatever deity up there, that he can finally be able to meet the guy he has been so anxiously awaited.
“I swear to God, I’ll fucking kill the guy if he’s not home again this time,” he muses out loud, regarding of the accident he just got himself into, and the Porsche, of course.
He is practically running across the street to a small house with a small garage attached to it on its left side, which is located almost at the middle of the empty barren. He can only wonder why someone would choose to live in a place such as this. However, he has been to this house for the fourth time now. He just has to meet the guy, and he won’t give up the fifth trial if it what it takes to meet Brian Haner.
Fortunately, though, God heard his prayer. He’s about to knock on the door, when the door opens so suddenly right on front of his face, and the one who is standing behind it, is actually the one whom he wanted to see.
Alright, this one is short. And I don't think it's even important. Oh, well. I just have to separate the post into two parts. Link is here. So please comment therrr. Thanks.