[h2] Izayoi Grand Hospital - [color=007236]Yosuke Tsukino[/color][/h2]

YoYo glared angrily and frowned at Ram for a second as she hugged him, but his expression quickly softened into sadness, and he shut his eyes tight. He hated being babied, but her hug was nice, and warm, and as much as he loved to leap into action, he was sensitive. He tuned everyone out, as he simply sobbed silently, not struggling against Ram, but not reciprocating either. He sniffled and sobbed a little silently, as he heard someone speak, but didn't bother to even listen to them.

Gibson too, hugged him. YoYo sighed angrily, as he started to try and separate himself from the two. Now everyone surely though this child, this wilting flower who had lost his friend, was useless. But Gibson pulled away before YoYo slipped from his grasp intentionally, and started a rousing speech. Like a commander, sending his soldiers to a mission that may just end in their deaths. He was moving, and emotional. YoYo looked at him and he could tell, Gibson cared about YoYo, and Yukari too. All of them did, he could see it one their faces, even the stranger, he knew, deep down, that he cared. With a small smile, one he knew was real this time, he got up, slipping from Ram's grasp. 

[color=007236][b]"T-thanks, Gibson." [/b][/color]YoYo said with a sniffle. [color=007236][b]"But, could, uh, could you please call me, YoYo? I just... it just reminds me of, of... yaknow."[/b][/color] He said, tears threatening to form, but being suppressed. [color=007236][b]"And thanks, all of you, really. I'm not gonna say it much later, so savor this, but, I appreciate the support."[/b][/color] He told the rest of them, rubbing his arm shyly. It was weird, being this honest with his feelings. He felt so... open. But this was what you were supposed to do, he thought. Then, with steps much too hurried he rushed up to the stranger, a determined look on his face to hide the pain from walking way to fast when he had just been shot or whatever less than a day ago. [color=007236][b]"Now, you're gonna tell us all you know about what happened, and we're gonna kick the ass of every single one responsible!"[/b][/color] YoYo said, a fire in his eyes and a grin on his face. He definitely wanted to cry a little more. Maybe a lot more. But he didn't have time for that. Whoever killed Her, they had to be dead. Then YoYo could cry.