May and Drew were sitting in the hospital mess hall. May had her head down and her Skitty on top of it. Drew simply watched. May was still sad from finding out about Max. He sighed and stood up.

"I'm going to get some food." He murmured to her. There was a sniffle and a soft 'ok.' He headed over to the vending machine. He glanced back as the food was coming out of the machine.

"Hey Drew." He turned to see Ash standing behind him. There was a pause before Drew spoke.

"Ash... what are you..." He trailed off, not knowing if Ash knew about Max.

"A friend was admitted into the hospital a few minutes ago. The rest of my group are over there." He gestured to a small group of people. The girl was rubbing the boy's back. Drew frowned upon the sight.

"Is that their brother?" Ash nodded.

"Yeah. His sister was paralyzed after a battle." Drew nodded softly before grabbing the food from the machine.

"Getting food as well?"

"Yeah..." Ash paused. "Why are you here, Drew?" Drew hesitated. "And don't try to slide past me." Cold.

"Wow... rude." He snuck a glance at May. Skitty was still on her head. He was about to say something when a voice drowned him out.

"Hey Ash." The girl from his group turned his attention. He quickly slipped away while Ash was answering something. Drew went back over to May. Skitty glanced at him before he picked it up. He put it on the table and shook May.

"May. Food." There was a murmur, indicating that she was asleep. He shook her again. She sat up. Her eyes were red and misty from crying. He put the Reese's Cup in front of her. She picked it up and opened it, thanking him quietly. He sat down and opened his granola bar. The two sat in silence until a particular voice came.

"Really Drew?" Drew looked to see Ash standing there. The two people who were with Ash came over. "How do you always get away from me?"

"Just your problem I suppose." Ash snarled at that. May took no notice of the group that was there. Ash must've noticed Drew going quiet.

"What's the matter, Drew?" As much as Drew wanted to argue, he didn't have the strength to. Not only that, but May would probably murder him. He was able to get a little bit of strength to talk.

"That's not-" He never finished before pain rushed through him. He gritted his teeth. His eyes flashed as he glanced at May. Despite the fact that she was as dead inside as he was, she still had the strength to slam a hit into his gut. If he wasn't bleeding now he would be surprised.

"That's not what?" Did Ash not see what May did? Or the fact that he was in pain? The best Drew could muster was a hiss of pain. The group paused as he put his head down on the table.

"And there goes my side for the next month..." May stifled a chuckle. He glanced at her. "Ow! We're in a hospital, not a boxing area."

"10." He bit his lip.

"I am in pain. I can't feel anything in my side!"

"Oops. 9." He whimpered and put his head down. Ash blinked.

"Wow... love birds are at it again." May hissed at him.

"You're on 6." She shoved the Reese's cup into her mouth and put her head down again. Skitty jumped on top. Drew frowned upon that as he stood up. He clutched his side and sighed. He pulled them to the side.

"The reason I won't look at you guys is because of the reason we're here. Max was admitted into the hospital an hour ago." Ash's eyes widened.

"No way... Max is in the hospital. What happened?"

"No one knows. All we know is that he lost some of his senses. Hearing, sight, and voice." Drew grimaced faintly before biting his lip. The pain rushed through him again.

"You good Drew?"

"She hits hard. Did no one see her jab me in the gut?"

"No."

"And she's fast. Even better."

"Drew?"

"Yeah Ash?"

"Take care of yourself... and May."

"Yeah Yeah Yeah... I will." And with that, the group split with one thought going through their heads.

Get well...