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Antidote- Paired Couple: Jim HawkinsX?/SLASH!/Lemon A/N: Yatta yatta yatta... Blah blah blah... Same disclaimers, warnings, and a big fuck off to anyone who has an issue with yaoi, boy-on-boy romance, sex, sexual themes, and such... There is always a back button if you don't like what you read here! Please use it! Otherwise, enjoy having your childhood raped repeatedly... :D You know you like it... Jim shook his head, shock twisting his features into disbelief, sadness, and overwhelming grief. This wasn't real. This wasn't real. This was a nightmare. It had to be a nightmare. Dimitri couldn't be... No... He couldn't be... He can't be dead! Although they had long parted ways when Dimitri was offered to go to the University on Tyranisernum for Astrophysics, Jim held out the hope that they would see each other again. Despite the long commute and how rare the cruisers traveled in that direction of the galaxy, Jim had entertained thoughts of earning up enough money to perhaps gain passage on a cargo ship over there to see him. But now... Jim shook his head again. Over and over. His vision blurred, became tunneled. He tasted copper on his tongue. He had bit his lip in an attempt to stop himself from crying, but he tore through the skin. Instead of rakish, uncontrollable sobbing, he began to scream. ~/~/~/~/~/~/~/~/ Jim woke up in his bed, a cool rag resting on his forehead. He brushed it aside and sat up in the dark room, tasting faint copper. His head throbbed, as if he was just getting over a bout of the flu, and it hurt to breathe. Jim tried to clear his throat, but it was dry and the irritated tissue of his esophagus felt like brittle paper rubbing on stone when he tried to speak. His eyes felt puffy and swollen from the tears that he had shed. Gently touching his lips, he traced the edges of a fresh scab on his bottom lip. He was confused. He couldn't remember what had happened. Did he black out? His bedroom door opened, light pooling into the inky depths. In the threshold stood Sarah and Delbert, faint-hearted and commiserating. "Oh Jim!" His mother suddenly ran to his bed and threw her arms around him. "I'm so sorry... I should have told you sooner." "W-what happened?" Jim rasped weakly. Delbert turned on the light and looked upon them with despairing eyes. "You fainted, Jim. Caused quite a stir with that screaming you were doing. You had the whole inn panicking! You lost consciousness from lack of oxygen. Sarah called me as soon as you hit the floor and we brought you up here." Jim looked away, his grief boiling back to the surface as he recalled screaming Dimitri's name, just before fading into a dizzying spiral to the floor in the kitchen. "How long was I out?" "About five hours." Sarah unhooked herself from her son and wiped the tears from her eyes, hiccuping slightly from crying. "I'm sorry..." "It's not your fault, Mom." Jim hugged her tightly. "I kn-know..." Jim just sat there for a moment, reliving the fresh pain that this tragedy had brought him. It seemed so surreal... To know that Dimitri Sudayev, his boyfriend, was gone, took the air from his lungs. It was all too painful. But through the haze of his depression and despair, something came to mind... The planet had been looted and set aflame, with many of the occupants killed or left to die with mortally fatal wounds... left to die... left to die... Left to die. With sudden, grim determination, Jim Hawkins pushed himself out from underneath the covers and grabbed his boots from the foot of his bed. Sarah and Doppler looked at him, puzzled. "Jim?" Doppler asked, noting how Jim looked as if he was getting ready to leave. "Where are you going?" "I'm going to go find him." "Going to find him? Going where?" Implored the hostess of the inn in exasperation as she got up from the bed. Her son didn't answer as he laced up his boots. That was all the answer she needed. "Jim, no! You read what that notice said; no one is allowed to go to Tyranisernum while those pirates are still out there! It's too dangerous!" "I have to find him!" He finally stated in a fit of impatience. "He could still be on the planet, injured and hoping someone will come along to find him! What if he's still alive?" "How do you plan on getting there, then?" She reasoned. "The Galaxy Police are patrolling Tyranisernum to make sure that no one goes over there. You'll be taken into custody, and this time, I won't be able to keep you from going to jail." "I don't care!" He yelled desperately. "I have to get to him! Damn the consequences! I have to know if he's safe!" "Jim, your mother's right," Doppler interjected, taking his glasses and cleaning the lenses on his white button up shirt, "you wouldn't be able to get within two miles of Tyranisernum without being caught. What you're doing is dangerous. And even if you managed to get over there, there's no guarantee that Sudayev is alive. What's worse is that those pirates could end up picking you off on your way over there." Jim growled impatiently. "You don't get it! I have to get over there! I have to see if he's alive!" Delbert set his glasses back on the bridge of his nose, calm as can be, before he stated, "And that's why I'm going with you..." A/N: I love cliffhangers! Tee hee hee! Until next time! Stay tuned and R&R as always!
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