My name is Ichigo Kurosaki. I'm a 15-year-old high school student and rising star. My band, Muse, is pretty famous in my hometown. For some reason though, we've been missing gigs. This is what happens when I let Keigo be in control of our scheduling. Going inside my home, I looked around. That's odd. Usually I'm being attacked by now. "Hey Yuzu! Karin! You home?!"
"Yeah! We're in here!" I heard Yuzu call from the kitchen. "Welcome home Ichigo!"
"Thanks!" Going into the kitchen, I kissed my younger sister's head and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. "Where's dad at?"
"He has a new patient. There was an accident." Karin piped up from the table where she was doing her homework. "The guy's in pretty bad shape."
"I'll go and see if he needs any help. Lord knows he'll need it. Oh, and I won't be here for dinner tonight. We're having band practice and sleeping over at Keigo's.
"Alright. I wish you would eat here sometimes..."
"Sorry sis. Duty calls." Smiling, I went to the clinic to see if dad needed any help. Karin said that the guy dad was working on patching up was in badly injured so... Going inside, I went to find them. "Dad?! You in here?!"
"Over here son! Could you bring me some more bandages?! I ran out!"
"Sure thing!" Grabbing a few extra rolls then I needs, just in case, I went into the room he was in. "Here you go. Now how banged up is this guy anyways?" I stopped in my tracks at the sight before me. The guy's expensive looking clothes were soaked and stained in blood, dried up blood was in his hair and he was stitched up almost all over his body. Bruises were starting to form also. They were big and gross shapes or purples and greens. "What the hell happened to this guy?!"
"I'm not quite sure. With the way the injuries are, it could have been a car accident."
"There is no way those are from a car accident..." Going over to get a better look, I handed the old man the rolls of bandages and looked the guy over again, paying special detail to certain things. "The way he's cute up and the color of the bruises. Not mention where they are on his body."
"how do you know of all that?"
"How many times have I come home looking almost just as beat up as him? If not worse. I've been in my fair share of fights and been jumped just as much. You made sure to check if he had a concussion, right? It looks like his head has been hit with something hard."
"Of course, I did! What kind of doctor do you think I am? Do you have no faith in your dear old dad?!"
"Shut up."
"...He doesn't have a concussion, but he'll be unconscious for a while from all the blood he's lost."
"Alright. Just make sure you've stitched him up properly. I'm heading over to Keigo's. We're doing practice and sleeping over. Call if you need anything, okay?"
A week had passed since that guy had shown up at our clinic. He hasn't woken up once since then. What makes matters worse was Rukia. She always had this worried look on her face. So, when we got to my house, I took her inside the clinic with me. "Rukia. I want you to tell me what's causing you to look so god damn worried all the time."
She sighed before looking at the ground. "I... one of my friends has gone missing. He's been gone for a week now and... I-I..."
"Did you say he's been missing for a week?" There's no way they could be the same person. Right? There's only one way to find out. "There's this guy that's been here for a week. He's been in pretty bad shape."
Head snapping up to look at him, she grabbed my arm in a tight grip gave me those big, pleading eyes. I've never seen her like this before. "Ichigo... what does he look like?"
"Well... he has kind of short black hair. It's about to his jaw I think. Kind of pale. I've been helping to treat him since dad has been busy with tween girl problems..."
"That's... that's got to be him! What room is he in?!"
How can she be so sure?! I barely gave her any information at all about him! "Calm down. I'll bring you to his room." When we got there, I was surprised to see him sitting up and looking around the room. "So, he's finally awake."
"What do you mean finally awake?! Don't tell me he's been out this whole time!" I watched as she ran over to the guy. She couldn't decide if she was more angry or relieved. "What happened?! Why are you even in this part of the city?!"
"Rukia! That's enough." Going over to the two, I placed a hand on her shoulder and guided her back a bit to give him some space. (Doctor Mode: On) "If you keep drilling him like that you won't get anywhere. You'll just make him upset and might trigger something. We're still not sure of his condition since he's been unconscious for, so long. Give him time to get his bearings and for us to give him a full checkup and treatment." I lightly patted her head and ruffled her hair, giving her a smile. "I know you're worried but let us work and he'll be out of here in no time. I promise."
"Ichigo... thank you."
"Hey, it's no big deal, alright? Just go take a seat and I'll get everything set up." The whole time I was getting things ready, I could feel eyes boring into me. Having about enough of it, I turned to yell at Rukia for staring at me again, she knows how much I hate it, only to blink at the sight of her reading a book. If she's reading a book and not staring at me then... looking over at the guy still in the clinic's bed, I froze as I saw those intense purple eyes burning with something I couldn't pinpoint. Nor did I want to.