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At first, there seemed to be no reaction. Hatori continued to lay there, shaking, gasping, hurting. The cold sweat poured down his face, neck, and chest as his hands grabbed uselessly at his chest. However, after a moment or two, his hands began to still, his shaking began to lessen, and his breathing evened out. It was only after this that either of them noticed that Hatori's cell-phone had been ringing off the hook for quite some time. Hatori weakly reached for it, but he was too weak to even move. "A...Aki-kun.....could you....answer that....for me?" he asked with a slightly stronger voice.

"Hatori!? Hatori!? Are you alright?? What happened!?" The voice on the other end wasn't yelling anymore but was whispering, his voice a worried whimper."Your heart....Hatori!? Answer me..!!"

Hatori himself was trying to sit up at the moment, his face pale and covered with a cool sweat. He rubbed weakly at his chest and managed to sit up, leaning his back against the wall of a nearby building. He was too tired to tell Akira what to say, so he just assumed that Akira would do his best in the situation.

"Who is this?!" The voice whispered. "Nevermind, it isn't important, is he breathing evenly? What's happening is he has a weak heart and whatever he just did demanded too much from him and his heart began to go out of control...sort of like a heart attack. Tell me, what is he doing now? Is he breathing? Are his eyes open?"

Hatori blinked weakly, staring through half-lidded eyes. "Akira....is he bothering you? You can hang up on him...it won't matter..."

The person tried to object to Akira's hanging up, but didn't call back once it was done. Hatori looked up at his love and confusion lined his face as he appologized. "Sorry for what?" He asked quietly, rubbing at his tight chest. His stomach growled again and he blushed slightly. "Akira...I'm the one who's sorry...having an attack and scaring you like that...it wasn't fair. I...don't expect you to forgive me..."

Hatori grabbed his love's arm before he could stand up fully. "You're injured." He immediately put on the serious face of a doctor and examined the deep gash. "You need medical attention. Sit down." He immediately began rummaging through his jacket, pulling out emergency things such as badnages, tape, alcohol, and swabs. They would do for now. He immediately began applying alcohol to some swabs to clean his arm with.

Hatori was silent as he treated Akira's wound. He thought carefully about Akira's question about stitches, but in the end decided against them. He reached for a large gauze and pressed it gently and carefully to the wound, then wrapped the gauze onto his arm, taping the wound closed. "I think that'll do." He stood up weakly. "We can still go out to breakfast if you want..." He chuckled weakly.

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