Prologue:
He sat there in the rain, waiting..waiting for someone..anyone to come
help him...just someone...
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Some miles away...heavy breathing can be heard and splashes of feet and
water filled the heavy silence, the small puffs of hot air from the
breaths of the said person, tall yet young and fit, black eyes, and ebony
black hair, his heavy breathing explains that he has been running for
some time, eyes glazed over with concern and worry for someone who is
missing. As he kept running he saw ahead of him some thing bright and
orange...he ran up to it and picked up the object, he examined it and saw
some red splotches mixed into the orange giving it a dull color of rust.
He clutched it in his hands and looked around wildly, then he saw a foot
not too far away, he ran hoping that he wasn't too late.
The person ... who was missing was hiding under a tall oak tree in the
middle of a forest, red splotches of blood staining his clothes and hair,
rare blue eyes scarce of any emotiong except...if one looks close
enough, one may see fear and hope, that someone may help him. Then, he heard
heavy breathing and feet suddenly stopping in front of him , he tried
to look but found it hard to move. The person suddenly hugged him, he
felt hot tears slide down his face, and hot heavy breathing down his
neck, arms tight around his shivering little form slowly but carefully
picked him up and careful to not injured him anymore that he already is.
Before he can or may get a look at his rescuer, he saw blackness.
His rescuer saw this and quickened his steps and hurried to the
hospital, in a hurry to save his teammate.
As he arrived at the hospital, he yelled for some help, every doctor
and nurse there ran to see their patient, but when they saw who, they
denied any help until the dark haired boy threatened to push a Chidori
through their chest if they said no again. So they quickly did their job
not wanting to be dead so soon.
Hours later the dark haired boy paced nervously outside of the room,
waiting for the news of his friend. The door opened and he demanded to
know what has happened, the doctor let him see for himself. When he came
into the room he was shocked, there were machines everywhere, ones
connected to his heart beats, one connected to his arm to transfer blood,
there were bandages all over his small lithe form but one can tell that
was a mummy...possibly dead boy under there, the blond hair which was
previously stained with blood has been cleaned off...everything was white,
except for the bright sun kissed hair, the only color that stood out of
the plain white room. The dark haired boy edged closer to the bed and
sat near a chair, and hanged his head in shame and guilt for not being
there. Suddenly he heard laughter down the hallway, He pushed charka to
his feet and attached himself to the ceiling and waited.
A pink and blonde entered the room and laughed at the state that the
person on the bed was in. They laughed hard. Then the pink one said
something along the lines of stupid and pathetic and should have died right
then and there. They both laughed again and left the room, laughing the
whole way out. He however was still on the ceiling and his charka started to
glow darkish purple, and his emotions started to get out of control, he was in rage.
He jumped down from up there..and walked up to the blonde boy, looked at him and sat down. He stayed there for some time...waiting for him to wake up soon. He hopes...hoped that he's okay.