Double Beat (Illusion and Narc SideStory)
 

Katsu stared at the sheets, feeling terribly bored. He missed Okami, sad that the man had to leave so early, but he could never ask him to stay when he had already done so much. He sighed, looking at his long braid, violet eyes staring at the strands. He hadn't brushed it out yet, so he figured he could do that to pass the time. He released the braid, hair unraveling immediately as he gathered it to his front, vaguely wondering if he should cut it.

Regardless, he started combing through it with his fingers, not wanting to call the nurses, they were too... Flirty, for his tastes. His expression sank deeper into loneliness, sighing. His eyes were drawn to the phone on the table next to him, wondering who had left it there. He hadn't checked, it would have been rude, but...

Gods, he wanted to get out of here. He wanted to be playing with NORA, hanging out with Mietsu, mediating Kamigo and Okami's fights, and just... Doing what he wanted. Being confined to bed rest was terrible and he just had to have the blood type and immune system that was hard to work with. Because of that, there was no donor. None.

...He kind of didn't want one. It meant someone had to die for him to live. Would he really be okay with that? Probably not.

((...PhoenixIllusion? Is that you? You're writing style is so versatile! XD))

Ryo's friendly, laid-back demeanor didn't change much as he entered the hospital, but he could feel himself growing more and more wary and irritated the deeper he made it into the laberynth of white hallways and beeping machines. He had been to more hospitals than he could count over the years, lost more in places like this than he ever would have admitted, and his entire body seemed to be itching horribly, screaming at him to get out. But he continued making his way Katsu's room without letting his discomfort show; he'd honed his skills over the past few years being in the public eye with Lucid Light.

The double shots of vodka in the coffee he was holding didn't hurt, either.

When he reached Katsu's room he knocked a couple of times before shoving the door open, expecting there to already be a crowd of people loitering around the drummer's bedside. At the very least he expected Okami to be planted in the seat he'd been occupying the day before, but instead he found the young man all alone.

The surprise was evident on his face as he grinned and raised a hand to give Katsu a small wave. "Hi." He glanced around the room, trying to see if he could catch sight of his phone. "I think I dropped something in here yesterday. You didn't find a phone lying around anywhere, did you?"

Katsu looked up with a jerk, eyes wide, expression resembling a deer caught in headlights. His face immediately began to heat up. "O-oh, um... Th-this is your phone?" He made a flailing motion to the table by him where the phone was. "It- It's right there!"

There were three reasons why he was terribly flustered. One, Katsu was in front of the person he was seriously crushing/in love with. Two, he couldn't see very well, glasses also on the table the cell phone was at. And three... Katsu never combed his hair in front of people. He had often been teased about how 'pretty' and 'girly' he had looked by his siblings and Kamigo, and it ended up being a small trauma to him.

In all honesty, he looked like something out of a painting, one hand still frozen in the silky ebony locks and violet eyes almost glowing in the sunlight the window provided against his dark skin. His expression was rather adorable as well. "S-so, uhm, th-thank you for d-dropping by..." And then he would leave. And Katsu would be all alone again without anyone. His suddendrop in mood showed on his face at the thought.

"Right here?" Ryo strode to Katsu's bedside, his face lighting up when he saw that it was indeed his phone sitting on the bedside table. He snatched it up quickly, a bright smile playing across his features. "Thanks! My voice mail's probably crammed with pissed off messages." He shoved the phone in his pocket, wanting to scroll through all his missed calls and messages but knowing he couldn't do it here in the hospital. Instead he threw himself down into the nearest chair, sagging back comfortably as he regarded Katsu.

"I always wondered what your hair looked like when it was down," Ryo said with a slight smile. "It's kind of cute. So where's your entourage today? I thought Kamigo and Mietsu were going to be coming by...or at least your boyfriend. Is Okami coming by later?"