AUTHOR'S NOTE: I blame tumblr for this entirely. The idea for this fic is entirely based off of amazing drawing by shinkamilyn-sakonma on tumblr. Please please pleeeeease check them out. I would link straight to the tumblr blog but this website doesn't let you put links in actual fic chapters. There is a link to the blog however on my profile.

The chapters of this fic won't be very long but they will hopefully be very cute. There should be 7 chapters and I hope you enjoy them! Please review!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own DRAMAtical Murder. If I did Mizuki would be in it a looooot more.


Chapter 1 - Name

Mizuki sighed under his breath. He felt rather useless sitting here staring at a man he didn't know and who couldn't even see him. He glanced over his shoulder and wondered for a moment if he could escape back to his hospital room, but he quickly talked himself out of that idea. Not only had the nurse already told this man that he had a visitor but Mizuki had nothing better to do himself. It got pretty lonely being stuck in a hospital bed all alone and the company of a mute, blind stranger was better than no company at all.

Mizuki had been hospitalised after his run in with Morphine. He didn't remember too much about it, but he knew Aoba had tried to help him and whatever he had done hadn't had the desired effect. He didn't blame Aoba at all though; he knew that he'd been trying his best to help him. Aoba had been to visit him but hadn't been able to come that often, having been busy at work and with his friends. Mizuki completely understood, and also suspected that Aoba would probably feel guilty since it was due to him that Mizuki was in hospital, and seeing him was probably making him feel worse. Mizuki didn't want that so he was actually glad Aoba had come to see him less often.

The man sitting up in bed in front of him had shoulder length black hair and, from what he could see, rather feminine features. In fact if the nurse hadn't told him he wouldn't have been 100% sure if he was a man or woman. He was wearing the regulation hospital gown and had strips of cloth wrapped around his head covering his eyes. According to the nurse who had brought Mizuki in they didn't know his name and since he couldn't speak he couldn't tell them. He'd seemed unresponsive to any coaxing from the doctors to try and communicate, so they'd thought maybe someone close to his own age would have more luck. Because of this they had asked Mizuki to keep him company.

Mizuki took a deep breath and swallowed hard. "Um…well…" he started, not getting any reaction from the young man in the bed. "I'll be staying in this hospital for a while. Hope we'll get along."

A flicker of a smile seemed to pass over the young man's face but Mizuki might have imagined it.

"I'm Mizuki by the way," he introduced himself. "What's your name?"

When silence hung in the air he mentally slapped himself. 'Great job self,' he thought. 'You just asked a mute person to tell you their name…' He looked away from the young man in embarrassment even though he couldn't see him. 'I'm stupid-'

His thoughts were cut off suddenly when he felt something lift up his hand. He quickly looked over to see the young man had picked up his right hand and was tracing something on his palm with his finger. Mizuki realised that he was tracing letters and leaned forward slightly in concentration.

"S…e…i," Mizuki spelt out. "Sei?"

The young man smiled and nodded before starting to spell more things out, taking a small pause in between words.

"T…h…a…n…k...…y…o…u…...f…o…r…...c…o…m…i…n…g…...t…o…...s…e…e…...m…e," Mizuki said quietly before smiling and looking up from his hand to Mizuki. "It's no problem. Believe me, you're doing me a favour. I was bored out of my mind in that hospital room. So hopefully we can keep each other company while we're here."

Mizuki nodded and smiled again which made Mizuki grin even more. Sei had a really nice smile.

"If you like I could bring books or something to read to you if you'd like?" Mizuki offered. When he saw Sei hesitate he quickly shook his head. "I mean, I don't have to. Sorry if that sounded really patronising. I didn't mean it too…I just thought you might be bored in here by yourself…"

Sei grinned before starting to trace again.

"M…i…z…u…k…i…...i…s…...s…i…l…l…y," Mizuki blushed slightly as Sei's shoulders shook as if he was laughing.

"I'm not silly…" Mizuki mumbled.

Sei went back to writing on Mizuki's hand. "I…...w…o…u…l…d…...r…e…a…l…l…y…...l…i…k…e…...i…t…...i…f…...y…o…u…...w…o…u…l…d…...r…e…a…d…...t…o…...m…e."

"Well, I have some books in my room. I can bring them tomorrow if you'd like?" Mizuki offered.

Sei nodded again and traced one last time. "T…h…a…n…k…...y…o…u."

And so started a daily routine of Mizuki coming to visit Sei. Sometimes he would bring books to read to him and other times he brought a notebook and pen to play little guessing games where Sei would draw something and Mizuki would have to guess what they were.

Both of them enjoyed these little games, but Mizuki couldn't help but sometimes wish he could have a proper conversation with Sei.

But of course, Sei was healing. So it wouldn't be long before Mizuki would hear his voice.


AN: Hope you enjoyed this first chapter! Please review!