So, if you are reading this and you have not read A Certain Serious Love Story I really advise you go and read the first story, because if you don't this story will not make much sense.
To those who already read my first story and are following me, I give my greatest thanks. Your criticism helped a lot with my first story, and I hope you can help me again in this next story.
Enjoy.
INTRO DAY 1
Kamijou Touma, a rather unfortunate teenage boy, laid unconscious in a bed. Right now he was being retrieved by Academy City after defeating the man known as Pietro, also more famously known as the Pope of the Vatican Church. Pietro wanted to end the world so he could rebuild a new one in his vision. A world without freewill, where everyone obeyed like mindless sheep. Touma's conviction proved stronger and he saved the world, but with a cost. He was now in a coma, and the only thing doctors could do for him was make sure he keeps breathing. When they land in Academy City, he was to be transferred to a hospital immediately for further examinations and tests.
Misaka Mikoto sat in a tight, compact seat. It wasn't exactly the most comfortable, but it was what everyone else dealt with, unless you paid extra money to be seated in some larger luxurious seats. Next to her was a oval-like window showing the bright light and clouds below her. She sat in small row that could seat two, but the seat next to her was empty. It was supposed to belong to a certain spiky haired boy, but he wasn't there with her for some reason. An empty space filled a portion of her heart, like she just lost something very important to her.
She stared out through her window, and looked at the passing clouds, trying to take the worried thoughts off her mind. But no matter what she did, she couldn't stop thinking about him. Her mind flashed back to the incident only 27 hours ago. Was he going to be alright, or would he be stuck in a vegetative state for the rest of his life? What was she to do if he never came out.
The Academy City Recovery team told her he was to fly on a separate plane with them, since he was an Academy City resident that needed their care. There were also security reasons for this as well, some other kind of organization may try to capture him and retrieve some secrets from his mind while he is in a coma. But still, Mikoto longed to see him, even if he couldn't hear her. In her hands, she fiddled with a pink Pyonko phone chain. She gripped the small figurine and held it tightly to her chest.
ROUGHLY 4 HOURS LATER
Mikoto eventually began to grow drowsy on the long flight home. The sky grew dark and most of the passengers had fallen asleep as well, except for a few businessmen who continued to type away on their compact laptops. Mikoto sunk into her chair, and quickly fell into a deep sleep. Her constant worrying exhausted her mind and she needed to rest. Besides, she was still recovering from the physical exhaustion of the Armageddon event not too long ago. As she slept, she dreamt wonderful dreams. Dreams that her mind projected to try and ease her stress. Inside this girl's mind were images that she hoped to see and longed to have.
She and him, Kamijou Touma, living happy normal lives in Academy City; she dreamt that they were both back in Academy City like nothing ever happened. They were walking back from school and she was yelling at him at the top of her voice in the middle of the street, like they normally do. He just acted as if he didn't care she was yelling at him, so she threw several bolts of electricity at him which he blocked as he normally would. He said something that made her flustered and her face went red. Then Touma walked up to her and put his hand over her head and patted it. This typical scenario between the two was the best thing her mind could conjure up to comfort her. But then, the dream ended and she opened her eyes. It was a short dream, and reality hit her hard when she woke up. The empty seat next to her was still empty and there was nothing she could do to change that.
The plane Kamijou Touma rode on began to descend. With the effective use of straps and harnesses, he did not fall off the bed and roll around in the plane. They were now landing in the Academy City airport where he was to be transferred to a hospital immediately. The plane began to accelerate, and eventually touched ground with a very slight tremor. The wings folded down to slow the plane to a gradual stop. The doors opened and the Academy City transporters worked fast to get him out. He was placed into an ambulance and was sent off to the hospital. From a distance, a certain blonde haired boy with sunglasses watched the whole scene. When the ambulance drove off, the boy disappeared.
The ambulance did not waste any time transporting Touma to the hospital. They rolled him in on a stretcher where a doctor, whose face strongly resembled a frog, took him in. They rolled him into a larger room and took him off of the mobile machines. They attached him to new, permanent machines that would examine his body and mental state with more accurate results. They placed a small mini MRI scanner over his head to quickly examine his sate. The frog faced doctor looked at the results and sighed heavily.
"Really Aleister, there are boundaries to what you can do."
Touma was indeed in a coma and his chances of returning were completely unpredictable.
One of the care-takers that was on the plane with Touma walked up to Heaven Canceller. He told him Touma was suffering 2nd degree burns on his right hand, and two fractured ribs on his left side. They were able to take care of his hand on the plane, but his ribs were going to need to have a better look at. The doctor lifted Touma's shirt over. There was extreme bruising and swelling in the area. The injury looked so bad, he almost thought one of the ribs may have punctured an organ, but that was not true since all of his vitals seemed to be fine in the test results. The frog faced doctor pulled out a clipboard and checked off several things and wrote a couple of notes.
"*Sigh. We'll transfer him into his room after I do one final test. We'll monitor his condition from then on and alert his friends and family. There is not much more we can do for him at the moment..."
The other doctors, nurses and care-takers left the room leaving only the frog faced doctor and Touma. When he saw that everyone had left, he bent over Touma's bed.
"Hey Kamijou-san, this is Heaven Canceller. You're in a coma, but you're in a safe place now. You made it back alive, but you just have to stay with us for a while longer. It's not your time yet, and as your doctor, I will not allow you to go."
After saying that, Heaven Canceller walked out of the room. A couple of nurses came back in and began transporting Touma to his permanent room, or rather his second home.
The plane Misaka Mikoto rode on dipped down and descended towards the ground. Mikoto was just beginning to wake up as Academy City began to look more like a city rather than a spec in the distance. The golden light of dawn poured in from her window and shown onto her face. She cleared her eyes and tried to sit up on her chair. She had slept for nearly the entire flight, but it only felt like a couple of seconds for her. The plane finally touched ground and slowed to a halt. Passengers took off their seatbelts and began to get their carry-on luggage. Mikoto groggily got up from her seat and slowly made her way off the plane. She took out her phone to check the time; it was only 6:00 am in Academy City. She solemnly stepped out through the airport exit. Families and friends greeted each other outside and left in cars or cabs. She watched the people passing and going, until she spotted a rather familiar twin pig-tail middle school girl. The girl seemed to be looking around until both of their eyes met. The twin pigtailed girl began to run towards Mikoto, pushing people out of the way.
"ONEE-SAMA!"
The girl disappeared and reappeared suddenly right on top of Mikoto. The girl wrapped her arms tightly around Mikoto's neck.
"Onee-sama, I worried so much while you were gone. Please never leave my side again, my heart cannot stand it."
Normally, this girl would have been electrocuted by now, but for some reason, she was not reduced to a charred corpse. Instead Mikoto remained still as the girl intimately embraced her arrival. Suddenly, the twin pigtailed girl stopped trying to smother Mikoto with hugs and stared at her odd behavior.
"Hello Kuroko..."
"Onee-sama... What's with that expression... Are you hurt?! Did anyone touch you while you were gone?! I will kill whoever dared touch you!"
"No... I'm fine. It's good to see you too. But..."
"What is it?"
"How did you know I left Academy City and was returning this morning."
"Umm, well you see. I uh..." Kuroko fiddled with her fingers . "I may have used my resources a little more than my authority allows..."
"... It's good to know you care so much about me... You're a good friend"
No, this is not my Onee-sama. What happened while you were gone?!
"C'mon Kuroko, let's go home. The dorm mistress is probably questioning you about my disappearance."
"Uh... Yes."
Kuroko grabbed Mikoto's arm and they both disappeared.
Chapter End
To tell you the truth, I am extremely unsure about this story. I have good ideas for this story, but right now I am undergoing light writer's block. Maybe I need sleep...
I want to keep the same "good dialogue and character interaction" I had in my last story so let me know if I am losing it. I will also try to improve my writing style, since it is a bit choppy (as I have noticed in my last story).