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[He doesn't remember much about his execution.

Oh sure, he remembers the lead-up to it; he remembers how the others looked on as he was led away and sure, he remembers Ishimaru's screams. He doesn't remember the death cage nor does he remember the sudden pain before it was all over.

It made waking up here incredibly confusing.

"Here" must be some sort of afterlife, but Mondo hasn't been able to figure out what it is, exactly. It's obviously not heaven (he's killed two people, he doesn't belong in heaven), but it doesn't seem to be hell either. Things are monotonous, yes, but they're not bad.

That leaves the option of purgatory, which Mondo is more or less fine with. It's better than spending an eternity suffering. It's probably not right for him to stay here instead of moving on to hell, but he doesn't know how or when that will happen. He's content to leave it at that for the time being.

This place is a rather large city - half of it is full of native English speakers, whom Mondo tends to avoid (his English is atrocious, after all), the other half is full of Japanese speakers. The city itself doesn't seem to be anywhere Mondo has ever seen, but it's large and spread out, with plenty to explore and do. Mondo hasn't seen everything there is to see though; he's only been here for a few weeks, and he knew if he wanted to make ends meet, he'd need a job first. Exploring could wait.

It's convenient that there's a carpenter's shop just down the road from the apartment Mondo woke up in. It might not technically be his, but he's been staying there until he can afford to properly rent it out. No one has complained so far, so he figures it's fine for the time being. The carpenter works him to the bone and he's never been so exhausted in his life when he comes home, but it's a good kind of exhaustion that means he's doing something productive. He can't make up for what he's done in the past, but he can help out here.

He's off work for the day, lounging around in what serves as the living room of his apartment, flipping through the newspaper. The dates here are all screwed up - it's almost winter here and he knows he'll have to put some money away toward buying proper winter clothes. That's only a minor concern though, because he has much bigger things to worry about.

In a city this large, it's possible that he's just missed seeing the others. He hasn't been looking very hard, admittedly. He's not sure what to say to them when he does see them. "Sorry" simply won't cut it for Fujisaki. He doesn't really want to see Kuwata, Enoshima, or Maizono either. He's sure it's only a matter of time before one of them finds him, or before someone else shows up here.

All he can do is hope that it won't be Ishimaru.]

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[The nurses take pity on him, and about thirty minutes before visiting hours are technically starting, they allow him into Mondo's room.

Mondo's asleep and he actually looks pretty peaceful despite what happened. He has an IV in his arm and the covers are pulled up high enough that the injury is covered. His breathing is a little shaky, but at least he's breathing on his own.

One of the nurses warns Ishida that Mondo might not wake up immediately; he's on a lot of pain medication, after all. Ishida's free to stay until visiting hours close that evening, however. He'll probably be up at some point during the day.]

[Ishida doesn't move to disturb him or try to wake him up - somewhere in there even he knows better than that - but he's quick to drag one of the chairs over next to the bed and seek out Mondo's hand with one of his own; his grip is tight, and even though he only really intends to put his head down for a moment, it isn't long before he falls asleep that way.

He doesn't sleep well, and as usual it's more than a bit fitful; thankfully, he doesn't really remember anything he was dreaming about, but judging by the way that his heart is hammering in his chest, he's sure it can't have been anything good. He's quick to check on Mondo, to make sure he's still breathing, still alive in general; he's relieved to see that he is, turning his focus toward calming himself down afterwards.

It's going to be a bit of a long day.]

[Indeed it is. Mondo doesn't wake up for the first few hours of Ishida's visit. When he does wake, it's with a start and he jolts a bit.]

Where...?

[A hospital. He's in a hospital. That seems to calm him down immediately and he finally glances to his side, where his hand is being held.]

Ishida!

[Oh boy, this isn't going to be good.]

Shit, I'm so sorry. How long have you been here? It hasn't been too long, has it? I didn't mean to scare you like that.

[He's sure Ishida was scared, even if he won't admit it.]

I was attacked by some bastards, they took my wallet and shit too. I guess they left me for dead.

[Speaking of which... He pulls the covers aside to examine the bandages wrapped around him, wincing at the red stains seeping through.]

Shit. Looks like they got me pretty good.

[Ishida jumps when Mondo does, and he's honestly a bit too taken aback by that sudden...bombarding there to really respond to any of it; he just sort of stares wide-eyed for a good, long moment, as though trying to ascertain whether this is really happening or if he's just fallen back asleep again and is having a particularly bizarre dream. And then Mondo's pulling those covers off and - ]

Shit, will you just relax for a second? You're okay for the time being - at least, they said you're gonna be okay, and if they fuckin' lied to me I'm gonna have some asses to kick.

Speaking of, as soon as you're capable of it you're gonna describe whoever the hell it was that did this to you, you understand?! But for now, just relax, I've been here for a few hours but I'm doing fine.

I don't want you going after 'em. Like I said, there were a lot of 'em and I don't want you to get hurt.

[He finally leans back though, pulling the covers back up. He doesn't like looking at the bloodstains and he's sure Ishida doesn't want to see those either.]

I'm glad you're doing okay. I wouldn't want you to worry too much, y'know?

I'm not going to get hurt.

[Ignore the fact that he sounds sullen as hell and is not saying that he won't go after them. He lets himself flop back against the chair irritably, but he isn't letting go of Mondo's hand.]

Look, I'm fine, don't worry about me. Just worry about yourself, you hear me?

[Mondo doesn't reply to Ishida's first statement. He knows Ishida didn't say he wouldn't go after the thugs that stabbed him, but as long as Ishida doesn't know what they look like or where they were, he should be fine. Mondo doubts Ishida would run off while he's still in the hospital anyway.]

Hey, you know I'm gonna worry about you. You're my boyfriend, 'course I'm gonna be worried.

[But there's a slight teasing tone behind that, and Mondo smiles.]

I'm sure I'll be fine soon enough! So don't worry too much about me either, alright?

[That assertion about Ishida being Mondo's boyfriend gets a bit of a startled sound out of him, and he's quick to look away; he's still not used to thinking things like that, much less hearing them, and it still rather obviously manages to fluster the hell out of him.]

Yeah, well, your own logic applies to you too, right?! Why shouldn't I be worried?!

'Cause I'm gonna be fine! And there's no need to yell!

[He squeezes Ishida's hand tightly, hoping to get him to calm down some.]

I'll be fine, the doctors said so, right? So try not to worry so much, okay?

[Well, at least the hand-squeezing is kinda comforting...]

Look, I just...I don't want to lose you, okay?!

You're not! The doctors said I'll be fine!

[Still, he seems slightly surprised by that and tips his head a bit.]

I'm not gonna go fight 'em again, if that's what you're worried about. Yeah, it hurts my fucking pride to just let 'em go like that, but it's better than getting stabbed again. I don't wanna worry you. So I'm not gonna try to get revenge or anything.

I didn't think you would - and besides, you'd better not!!

[He falls back into frustrated silence after that, however; he's not expressing himself very well, but he isn't sure how to say what it is he wants.

So for now he'll just. Settle for tightening his grip on Mondo's hand, okay.]

[He tightens his grip in return.]

'Course I won't. Everything'll be fine, Ishida. Okay?

...If you say so.

[It's not terribly genuine, but at least he isn't arguing the point. Not now, anyway.]

I was here last night, but they wouldn't let me in to see you. Probably for the best; I didn't exactly make a great first impression on security.

What did you do?

[Oh man, that doesn't sound good...]

I was a bit pissed off and I might have hit the wall a few times!

[...]

And then some guy from security tried to make me sit down!

[...]

And then I might have hit the guy from security, and I might have gotten sedated!!

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You got sedated? Fuck, Ishida, there wasn't any reason for any of that! You know I'm not gonna die to a little knife wound!

[He tightens his grip on Ishida's hand again though, a look of concern on his face.]

But you're alright?

Actually, no, at the time I didn't know that!!

[...ohhhh boy. He can feel the tears starting up; he doesn't really bother to hide them.]

I had one of those motherfuckers from the carpentry shop come to tell me that you were in the fucking hospital with severe knife injuries and they didn't know if you were going to make it or not, I got pretty much no information on how you were doing and hell, even now you're telling me flat-out that you were fucking left for dead!! But of course, I can't be fucking worried about you, can I?! I should fucking know better, right?!

[Mondo flinches at that. Alright, so apparently the injury was as bad as he first thought. He squeezes Ishida's hand again, though he's pretty sure nothing he can do now will calm Ishida down.]

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. You're allowed to be worried, it's alright. I'm okay now. This sorta shit's not gonna happen again. Everything'll be fine.

[They're hollow words, but they're all he can offer Ishida.]

[Nothing indeed; his grip tightens again against Mondo's hand, but even despite that he's shaking, and the tears don't look like they're going to stop anytime soon.]

I'm going to find whoever did this, and I'm going to fuck them up - no one is going to take you from me.

'Course they won't, but there's no need for you to get involved with those bastards! Like I said, there was a lot of 'em! I don't want you getting hurt, Ishida. So promise me - promise me - you won't try to go after 'em, okay?

[He flinches a bit at that, but at least his grip seems to loosen up somewhat; it takes him a moment, but eventually he shakes his head.]

You know I won't get hurt.

I don't know that! Look what they did to me, and I spent practically my entire fucking life fighting! I don't want you going after those bastards! I won't see you get hurt on my behalf!!

And?! What am I supposed to do, then?! I can't just do nothing!

You can stay here with me! You can help me get better! That's what we should be focusing on, not getting revenge!

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