The Love Story That Never Was- Prologue
EchizenxOC
My first Fanfic, with my favorite OC character in it. Its not going to be very long I'm afraid, but I just might continue it if you guys like it.
(And dont worry, The seigaku team will appear in the first chapter : D hooray!)
Hes Gone.
The only person that I had. The only person I believed in. The one that I relied on, The only one in my family.
Forever, Gone. Never appearing in my life again but the shattered memories of him.
I cried. I begged. I screamed.
But he just wont come back.
I received it. The most heart-breaking phone call. Saturday Night, at 9:00pm
"Hello?" I clutched the phone in my hand while pouring myself a glass of warm milk from the jug
"Hello? Is this The Kanzaki residence?"
"Yes, it is."
"This is a call from The Hospital, Kanzaki Shoka was sent in the emergency room due to a serious injury, it seems like he may need life support. We ask you to come to the hospital right away incase anything critical happens to him"
Click.
My world froze. I dropped the glass of milk, the glass shattered all over the stone floor and the milk poured all over my bare feet.
I Ran. I Ran as if The world has come to an end.
But why does it seem like I'm running as fast as I can, but getting nowhere?
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"Room 102...102...wheres room 102!!" I panicked. I couldn't take this any longer. My older brother is in the hospital, near death. There was nothing I could do.
I saw it. Room 102, it was there. Right in front of me. I stood there, staring at the number. This is where I find out, the ending to this tragic setting.
What was I wasting time for?
I slammed opened the door and rushed inside, I looked around.
I saw some of my tennis club members there, they looked at the bed with sad faces and teary eyes.
No...
I Turned to where they were looking. There was a bed, with a large white sheet over it. Under that White sheet, was the truth.
I slowly walked towards the bed, I knew what this meant.
No, it has to be a mistake!
I stopped at the side of the bed. I slowly reached my hand to the top of the sheet, and gently pulled it down.
It revealed a face. A pale, White face.
The face that belonged to Kanzaki Shoka.
Tears slowly ran down my cheek, I fell on my knees and cried in great despair.
"Brother..."I ran my hand gently down his cheek
"Brother...wake up...wake up! this isn't funny...its a joke RIGHT!?" I shook him by his arm, and begged.
I sniffed
"You liar...You said you would protect me...Why did you leave me like they all did...WHY!?"
He just wouldn't wake up.
'What was happening? I knew this was a joke! WHY ISN'T HE WAKING UP!?'
"Shuurei...Its not a joke."
I turned around, teary-faced to my teammate
She looked at me with despair
"Shoka-kun...has already left this world."
My eyes widened, I couldn't believe this. It was just too sudden.
The doors opened, a doctor and two nurses came in
I watched them. They each took a side of the bed, and prepared to roll it out
"No..I wont let you!"
I clung onto the bed, This was my limit
"HES GOING TO WAKE UP! I WONT LET YOU TAKE HIM AWAY!"
"Shuurei..." One of my teammates put a hand on my shoulder
I quickly pushed it away "Let go! YOU DONT KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO LOSE SOMEONE!"
"Shoka...SHOKA!"
My teammates hung onto me while they took him away, This was the last I will see of him.
They let me go at once as they exited.
I fell onto the cold ground, Tears madly dropped onto the stone floor. I clutched my hands madly and cried all I Could.
He was Gone.
"WHAT?!" Miko, one of my best friends from the regulars tennis club's face was flushed
"why are you quitting all of a sudden!?" another one of my teammates said
I handed the resignation letter to the team captain, Mizuhara Takeshi. He looked at me with a serious face
"Kanzaki, I know this is hard for you. Your Twin sister ran away from the family, Your parents got into that horrible car accident. Now Your Brother-"
"shut up."
They stared at me
I looked at them with glaring eyes
"None of you know how losing the people you love feels like."
I took off my regulars uniform, and handed it back to the captain. Then I started to walk off, back facing them
"Tennis Just brings misfortune. There is no meaning to it."
I will never set my hand on a tennis racket, ever again.