A/N: ah, hello!
Welcome!
This story isn't perfect in terms of facts and whatnot, but I did try.
I hope you enjoy it!
Warning!
AU, POSSIBLE OOCNESS AND FUTURE YAOI! (Not just yet, though...)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything apart from my OC's and any changes to the KnB plot-line.
It hurt
...
The sun, that is, as it beat down on my body.
I could feel my eyes watering at the intensity of the sun and lifted (read; attempted) my hand up to try and block it out. However, my next problem lay in the fact that, my arm, did not obey me.
In fact, I soon found out that the whole my bloody body did not obey my commands.
(Who are you, Akashi..?)
Nothing worked.
No eyes nervously flickering around the area, no twitching, shaking hands to grasp the grass in panic. No agape mouth or the sound of laboured breaths as my anxiety hit into full swing.
Zip, zilch, nothing.
Why can't I move?! I thought, my brain being the only functional thing about me, as of this moment, and used it to retrace my steps.
•火神 大我•
The rain pelted down from the heavens and pierced the earths depths as it mercilessly drilled into the ground.
I blinked at my new surroundings, buildings of various sizes lay at each corner, bright fluorescent signs squeakily hanging by a thread above their entrances.
The streets were bare, despite its lively appearance, the only sound being the echoing of water droplets as they crashed into objects; puddles and the like.
I found myself alone in the middle of a road, void of cars, and I wrapped my arms around myself in a useless effort to stop my shaking.
With blurred vision, curtesy of the rain, and wet hair sticking to my face, it was no wonder that I stumbled back in shock at the sudden entrance of another.
I watched with wide eyes as they skidded out from an alleyway, feet bare and clothes torn and looking as if they escaped by the hair of their teeth.
I squinted at the figure that stood a few metres away from I and nearly gasped as I recognised just who 'they' were.
"How?" I had whispered, gulping as I saw them quickly catch themselves and sprint in my direction.
"Wait!" I shouted, holding my arms out in front of me to stop them running. "Stop!" I cried, panic setting in as they didn't heed my warnings.
"There she is!"
My breath hitched in my throat as a group of three stumbled out of the same alleyway that 'they' did and I took a few steps back as 'they' weren't slowing down. At all.
"I said sto-!" I choked on my words at the odd sensation and held a shaking hand up to my chest, disbelief clearly written across my face as I watched 'them' continue running behind me. "W-What?" I hoarsely whispered, eyes widening as I remembered this specific 'scene'.
"No!" I screeched, outstretching my hand and taking a huge step forward to try and close the distance between me and 'them'.
"Get her!" The group shouted, fists curling and eyes ablaze as they ignored me in favour of chasing- no, hunting, down 'them'.
"Call the boss!" The tallest of them ordered, obviously being the leader if the way the other two stiffened and hastily pat down their pockets as they stumbled after 'them'.
"Tell 'im she's headin' for the ol' Warehouse!" The 'Leader' huffed, blatantly not used to running long or far.
They were slowly catching up to her and I could only watch in terror as she stumbled only fourty steps away from me.
"Heh," one of the three smirked in triumph, them being closer to me than 'they' were and I shivered in disgust.
"Stupid bitch," another one spat, chest heaving up and down as he came to a stop beside the former and he slicked back his soaked hair from his forehead.
"Come on, boys!" The leader howled, being the last of them to come to a stop, but the first to go into a light jog and bring himself just that bit closer to the shaking figure.
Said figure looked back at the group of three over their shoulder and their eyes widened in terror at the sight of them. They quickly wiped any water clear from their face and their head turned to their left and then right before quickly darting towards the latter.
Horror etched its way onto my face as I finally recognised where I stood and just how this would end. "D-Don't go there," I croaked.
"Well, well. Whadda ya' know? The bitch really is stupid!" The remaining two shook with laughter and joyfully ran after their leader.
My knees buckled and a searing pain ripped through my knees as they slammed into the ground, but I couldn't find it in myself to care and instead stared up at the cloudy sky in despair and regret. "DON'T GO THAT WAY!"
•火神 大我•
If I could, I would be crying a river, ripping my hair out.
But I couldn't, so I didn't.
No sound left my lips, nor tears to my eyes. There was no sign to show I was even alive.
(Was I?)
This isn't right, I thought, watching how the clear sky above started turning into a crimson red. Where am I and what is going on?!
The light breeze that previously tickled my clothes, was replaced with a harsh wind.
My heart dropped to my stomach as an unsettling feeling erupted from my chest. Is that water? Panic pumped through my veins as water pelted down from the blood filled sky.
My stomach churned as I realised the water was building up underneath me and I was soon laying in a shallow puddle.
Help me! I cried, knowing that if I stayed where I was, I would drown. Why can't I move?! I mentally screeched, mind in a state of panic as the water levels rose and soon covered my arms. I'm going to die.
Why am I not floating? I whispered in my mind, even more terrified than I was before.
Why is it always rain...?
My whole body was engulfed by the water and my eyes stung as they still lay open.
Just let me die already.
"Ah, but on the contraire, Miss Alexia."
A shadow of a figure floated in the watery depths above me, as if hovering over my lifeless body.
It felt like I was shoved into a tight space and, suddenly, it all went black as my eyes finally decided to close.
"You're life is about to begin."
•火神 大我•
"It's a Boy!"
Wails filled the small hospital room, soon followed by tired cheers and sighs of relief.
"Get him clean!"
Orders were barked left, right and centre as the newborn continued to wail and squirm in their firm grasps.
Her eyes watered at the sight of her son and her head tiredly hit the back of the bed as the hand in her grasp squeezed.
"You did it!" The person cheered, leaning down to capture his wife's lips. "You're amazing, do you know that?" He whispered, leaning back so they were nose to nose as he lovingly gazed into her tired eyes.
She let out a small laugh and her lips curled into a smile. "I do," she hummed. "But it's nice to be reminded once in a while~"
The man, her Husband, loosely chuckled at her, used to her antics and straightened up, giving a final squeeze to her hand before letting go.
"What should we name him?" He asked, dark eyes trailing after the many nurses that rushed to clean his son.
(Huh. That sounded nice on his tongue. Son. His Son.)
Without his hand in her grasp, her fingers curled into the sheets below her and she pursed her lips in thought. "He looks feisty," she grinned. "I mean, did you see that tiny patch of hair?" Her eyes flickered to his and they both smiled at each other. "I could've sworn it was red!"
He hummed in agreement and brought a hand up to scratch at his chin. "Lucky him," he laughed in glee. "He's got his Father's hair~!" He said in a teasing tone as if to say 'Ha! He looks more like me than you!'.
She scrunched her nose up at his words. "Yeah, right. Lucky," she drawled, sarcastically. "Let's just hope he got my looks," she sighed, smile on her lips as he turned his head to look at her. "He would be screwed if he had yours. Poor boy already got your hair." She absentmindedly flicked her nails, ignoring his shouts of protest.
"Hey! What's that supposed to me-"
"Mr and Mrs Kagami?" A timid voice spoke up, interrupting his sentence and for good cause as she hesitantly held up their baby. "He's ready for you now."
Their breath hitched in their throats at the sight of him and the woman outstretched her hands. "I'll take him first," she softly smiled, heart stuttering in her chest as the small bundle was passed to her. "Thank you," she said to the nurse, eyes tearing up.
"You're welcome!" The nurse chirped with a nod of her head. "They say he's completely healthy, aside from being a little over the average weight, and that you should be able to take him home tomorrow depending on how you recover."
The man grinned at the information and pat the nurse on her shoulder. "Thank you." He dropped his hand off of her and gently bent down to stroke his child's face.
"I'm just doing my job," she mumbled, blushing at their thanks and she hastily cleared her throat to rid herself of embarrassment. "Is there anyone you would like me to bring in that's waiting?"
"Huh?" Was the smart reply of the man.
"Idiot!" The woman sighed, rolling her eyes at her Husband before gently smiling at the nurse. "Yes, please," she nodded. "My Mother-in-law, Kochiko."
The nurse nodded at her and quickly shuffled to the door. "I'll go and get her for you!"
The woman shook her head at her husband. "How could you forget your own Mother?" She scoffed, unwillingly handing him their child.
He dreamily hummed and tapped a finger onto the child's nose. "Aren't you the cutest~?" He cooed, unintentially ignoring her as he gently swayed on his feet. "Oh, yes you are-"
"TAKESHI!"
"Kei-chan!" He yelped, tightening his hold on the child. "Why are you shouting..?" He pouted, reluctantly handing her back their child as she pointedly looked at him.
She rolled her eyes at him in annoyance. "Well, I wouldn't of had to shout if you were list-"
"DO I HAVE A GRANDSON OR GRANDDAUGHTER?!"
The couple jumped in shock, mouths agape at the dramatic entrance.
"'Kaa-san..?"
"Kochiko-san...?"
A lady in her mid-fifties with short, greying, burgundy hair stood in the doorway, mouth still open as she took in a few needed breaths.
The small pitter patter of feet brought their attention to another, smaller, figure behind the older woman.
"M'am, I'm going to have to ask you to quieten down." The nurse sweat dropped, not expecting such a frail lady to have a set of lungs.
"Ah, do excuse me," the older woman sighed, casually waving her off. "It's the excitement, you see!" Her eyes crinkled as she winked at the young nurse over her shoulder. "I'll try to be quieter."
With that said, she quickly shuffled into the room and stood beside the male, eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Are they a boy or girl~?" She whispered, holding her folded hands up to her chest as she sniffed. "Oh, I don't care! They're beautiful!"
The young couple gently laughed at her reaction, none of them noticing the nurse leave the room.
"A boy, 'Kaa-san," 'Takeshi' mumbled, laying his arm over his Mothers shoulders to hug her into his side. "And we haven't named him ye-"
A gasp interrupted him and his eyes widened as he quickly looked back at his wife. "Kei-"
"He's opening his eyes!" She cried, shifting her hold on the child so they could see him more clearly.
They watched with bated breath as small eyes slowly fluttered open.
"Taiga."
The couple looked towards the older woman who spoke up and Takeshi opened his mouth to speak.
"Wasn't that Tou-sans...?" He trailed off, leaving the rest of the question to hang in the air.
"Tora. His name was Tora," she whispered, unfolding one of her hands from her chest to gently stroke the cheek of the baby. "He reminds me so much of your father, he even has his eyes."
'Kei' tiredly smiled at the older woman and held the child out to her. "Hold him," she softly spoke, tiredly blinking up at her.
'Kochiko' rapidly blinked at her before reaching out for the child. "Sleep," she softly ordered once the child was safe in her grasp. "You deserve it," she insisted, noticing the defiant look in her eyes.
"It's true," Takeshi spoke up, cupping her cheek in his hand and softly running his thumb over it. "Don't worry, we'll still be here when you wake up."
She sighed and leant back into the bed, shuffling slightly to get comfortable as a small smile made its way onto her lips. "Taiga." She tested the name out on her tongue, eyes fluttering closed. "I like it."
•火神 大我•
On the 2nd of August at 3:05pm, a baby boy named Kagami Taiga was born.
At exactly 1:05am on the 2nd of August, a young girl, by the name of Alexia Harlin, died.