Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis or the characters.
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"We long for silence, yet we fear it."
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Purple eyes fluttered open, slowly adjusting themselves to the brightly lit room. Marui blinked repeatedly as he gazed up at the dull white paint on the ceiling. He wriggled his toes, then his fingers, before he attempted to sit up. A sharp pain pounded in his head and Marui cried out, or, at least he thought he did.
Where was he?
Marui slowly glanced around the white room. There was a machine by his bed; Marui had more than enough experience to know that he was in a hospital. The only strange thing that occurred to him was that it was completely silent. No beeping from the machine, no creaking of the bed as he moved, and the absence of the cry which he was pretty sure he made. Marui fumbled around, before pressing the button that would bring a nurse in.
He brought his hands up to his ears while he waited in the silence. Except, all he felt were bandages; he couldn't even feel his hair, not a single strand. Suddenly, there was someone by his side. A nurse, clothed in a blue nurse's uniform.
Marui was startled. He should have been able to hear the door slide open, or even footsteps. There were none.
His shock must had been expressed clearly on his face as the nurse waved her hands in front of her as if a type of sign language which Marui couldn't understand. Her mouth was forming words, and Marui felt his heart beat quicker and quicker, as indicated by the machine.
He looked frantically at the machine, the numbers measuring his heart rate rapidly increasing, and back at the nurse, who was now gripping him tightly by the shoulders. Marui saw several other nurses and even doctors rush into his room, all of them were moving their mouths; communicating frantically, Marui thinks. However, not a single sound escaped their mouths, or, at least, they didn't float into Marui's ears.
It wasn't long before he blacked out again.
A/N: Comments? :)