Within Restraints

PG-13

Couples: Daiken, Kensuke

Chapter 1 - Awakenings

AN: This story is something that's been running around my brain for a few months now. A friend of mine says I should write one story at a time, but honestly I can't do it. I have so many ideas and I want to work on them all ;; Well anyways, I hope you enjoy this story. I'm not sure how long it'll end up being, but I'm hoping it to be one of my longer works.
Life in general is a very fickle thing. It can be dramatic or it can be very simple, either way change is a very prominent thing in life. Change can be good, and other times it can be bad, it really all depends on how you choose to take it.

He sat near the nurse's station as he did almost every day. It had literally become his routine, sometimes he'd add a bit of spice in there and head down to the psychiatric unit, but for the most part, he loved the ER.

Sure it wasn't as exciting as all of those shows he had watched in his younger days, but it still held that appeal.

"You're a high school observation student right?"

"Yes sir, Inoue, Miyako," replied the girl with brown hair that held just the slightest hint of purple to it.

"Well Ms. Inoue, best way to find out if your gonna enjoy a career like this is just to dig right in. In fact we have quite the excitement on the way," replied the Doctor.

He watched the exchange with mild interest. He had seen it many times. While the medical students could be entertaining, most of the time they were down right boring. Now when that girl Midori had run out of the hospital crying, well... Let's just say there was something different. And then when Ayumi had been caught having sex with one of the residents in the elevator? Oh yeah, that one was fun.

However the doctor did say something exciting was on the way, maybe today wouldn't be a total waste after all. He blinked slightly as the doors were shoved open and the doctor hurried to the entrance. The girl, Miyako, hurried to catch up and try to get a grasp of the situation.

He slowly rose from his seat as shiver ran down his spine and he acknowledged it with a slight look of discontent as he continued on his way. He shifted in and around the doctors who were running to various corners, grasping for items on the shelves, in the carts. One nurse was busy bagging the patient.

'Intubated already? Well that's definately a bad sign, he's young too,' he thought mildly.

He drew closer to the bed and felt his feet stop of no guidance of his own a few feet from the bed. The boy was young that was for sure. In fact he wasn't far from his own age. He barely noticed when Miyako gasped in an apparent shock and muttered something that sounded oddly like 'I know him'.

At the moment, none of that mattered. None of it mattered except what lay before him was nothing short of beautiful. A boy of alabaster skin, with chin length ebony hair framing his hollow face. Even with the blood that contrasted his skin, with the bone that was protruding oddly from one leg, with it all?

The boy was breath-taking.

The shivers continued to run down his spine, and he knew them well. It would come soon, another soul to go where his could not. He watched with wide eyes for the first time in months as he saw what only he could see.

The boy's aura faded slowly, pulsing a dull violet, before beginning to rise. The monitor began to sound, as the nurses and doctors rushed. One nurse hoping on the stretcher, the beginning movements of CPR. Unseen by their eyes the aura rose from the boy's body, nothing more than a purple light.

He watched in shock as his own hand rose in an attempt to catch that purple light. Words left his mouth no sooner than he had thought it.

"Don't go."

The purple light seemed to hover for a minute before it slowly approached his still outstretched hand. It circled each of his fingers in a never-ending grace before it began it's descent back.

Motomiya, Daisuke watched with wide eyes as his mind could only grasp one thought.

'Well, that definately was new.'

Inoue, Miyako had heard many tales of near death experiences and for most of her life had found them all to be a load of bullshit. However today it seemed, she would be eating her words.

She hadn't expected when she had signed up for the observation in the hospital, that she would see someone die on the first day. Much less, someone she actually knew. The boy, Ichijouji, Ken, attended her school. While they weren't the best of friends, they did chat about various projects every now and then.

Ken was always a quiet boy, not really stuck up, but not exactly social either. He was sort of the loner of their class. She had heard various rumors that his family had died in a car crash when he was younger, but she had no idea if they were true or not. Anytime they had gotten together after school, they always met up at the library. Miyako had suggested her own home many times, but Ken simply said the library was a better place for research. She had never really tried much else, Ken wasn't exactly someone who changed his mind often.

Miyako had signed up for the observation in an attempt to satisfy her own parents need for a doctor in the family. Her two older sisters had married not long after high school, and her parents were a bit desperate for a prodigy in the family. It wasn't that they didn't love her, they just didn't listen. If they would actually open their ears every now and then, they would find that Miyako did want to attend college. She just didn't want to be in the medical field. The sight of blood didn't make her queasy or anything, she just didn't care for it.

Inoue, Miyako was girl who followed her instincts and while she hated to be burdened with her parent's dreams, she still wanted to please them. At least if she gave some of the things they suggested a try then maybe they'd be willing to listen to what she really wanted to be.

Miyako sighed in relief as the monitor began to beep again and then narrowed her eyes in suspicion. Standing there next to the stretcher unseen to any other eye was the faint outline of boy not far from her own age. He was dressed simply in a pair of light yellow pajamas, on top of his maroon hinted hair lay a pair of blue-tinted glasses. She blinked as she realized that no one else seemed to notice the figure and a small thought ran through her head.

'Did he?'

"Miss Inoue?"

Miyako looked up realizing that the nurse had been calling her name a few times now.

"The doctor asked me to take you to the cafeteria for a bit of break. He realizes that things like this can be unnerving for first timers. Especially since the boy was so close to your own age," the nurse stated.

Miyako nodded her head and let herself be lead away. She looked back briefly to see if the boy was still there, and found that he had disappeared from her sight.

Daisuke watched the girl be led away and raised his eyebrows when she looked back as if she were looking for something. He shrugged it off as he began to follow the nursing team. He wanted to know more about the boy who called to his lost soul. He had watched people die many times, and he had watched a few come back to life as well. However no one under any circumstances had compelled his own soul to respond of no will of his own.

He didn't know why he asked that soul not to go, or why he raised his hand in an attempt to stop it. He was even more baffled on why the boy's soul listened. It was an odd feeling to have one dance around your fingers. When he touched the light purple essence, he almost felt like he was alive again.

It was dark outside when Ichijouji, Ken finally opened his eyes to the world and Daisuke watched in complete and utter awe. He didn't think the boy could hold any more beauty inside his lithe body. The eyes, oh my goodness the eyes, a pale shade of blue that hinted violet in the lighting that graced the room from the hallway. Daisuke stared and found no words when those skylight orbs settled on his own waify form.

Ken really wasn't sure where he was or even how he managed to get there. He was however aware that what he was seeing definately had to be a figment of his imagination. No matter how many times he blinked there was no doubting it, he was so totally going insane. What stood before him was a picture of perfection, a tan body, maroon hair that was held back gently by a pair of blue tinted glasses. Chocolate orbs that seemed to see straight to his own soul.

"Who are you?" Ken asked slightly breathless.

Daisuke blinked slightly and then looked around the room. He was sure no one else was in there, and almost positive the nurse, Keiko, was on her smoking break. So who on earth was the boy asking? It certainly couldn't be him. Great, his picture of perfection just had to be insane. It so figures.

Ken watched in mild amusement, "I'm asking you unless you see someone else in this room. Who are you? And why are you standing here in pajamas?"

Daisuke would of paled if that was even possible. Dead people are incredibly pale and Daisuke regardless of the ever consistent tan he had held in real life was no exception.

"You.. You can see me?"

"Of course I can, why wouldn't I? I'm judging by the hospital room and the cast on my leg that I was in an accident, but as far as I know I'm not blind," Ken replied sarcastically.

"Dude, you don't have to be all girly about it," replied Daisuke huffily.

"I am not being girly!" hissed Ken.

Daisuke rolled his eyes, "Could've fooled me, all jumping down my case over nothing."

Ken was debating jumping out of his bed and throttling the attractive redhead in front of him when the nurse entered the room.

"Oh! You're awake! Thank goodness, is there anything you need?" she quickly asked.

Ken nodded shortly, "What happened to me?"

"We're not entirely sure how it happened due to the fact that there were no witnesses, but it you were hit by car while walking. It was a hit and run, the police are still searching for the driver. Luckily a jogger saw you lying on the road and called 911. You gave us quite a scare in the ER, but other than the broken leg you seem to be doing well," replied the nurse.

Ken nodded trying to take in the information.

"I'm sure you're hungry, I'll call for a dinner tray," and with that the nurse was off.

Ken watched the nurse leave the doorway and then turned his attention back to the other side of his bed. He quickly looked around the room. The boy was gone, but he hadn't seem him go out the door.

Daisuke sat in his usual spot near the nurse's desk. However he was paying little attention to what was going on around him. If anyone could of seen him then, they would of saw his features turned into a very annoyed frown and his hand was fidgeting as if he was arguing with himself. Which of course what was exactly what was going on.

"The nerve of that guy! All talking to me like I'm some idiot. Ha! He's the idiot, doesn't even know a ghost when he sees one. I mean come on here, really it's not that hard. Usually when you can see straight through someone that's definately a key indication. And why on earth would I be walking around in pajamas if I had a choice about it? I'd so be in a fighter pilot jacket, always wanted to fly."

Daisuke sighed as he slowly rose out of his seat, "I'm so gonna give that guy a piece of my mind!"

"What are you doing here?" Ken asked annoyed.

"Dude! You have such a crappy personality! I came here to tell you, that you so have skittles for brains," Daisuke stated stubbornly.

"Now who talks more like a girl out of the two of us?" Ken asked, snickering slightly.

Daisuke glared and Ken laughed full out, "Now why on earth do I have skittles for brains?"

"Because you're being nasty to someone you don't even know and can barely see!" Daisuke retorted.

Ken looked at Daisuke completely confused, "I told you before I'm not blind, and I can see you perfectly fine. Now why I don't have the nurse throw you out is another story completely, but other than that I don't see how that equals skittles for brains."

"Ha! Like Keiko could throw me.. wait a minute. You see me perfectly fine? Like you don't see what's behind me?"

"Why on earth would I be able to see what's behind you?"

Daisuke's eyes widened, "That is so totally impossible!"

"What's impossible?"

Daisuke ignored Ken's question his mind racing, "No, no, no, no, this is too wierd..."

"What is too wierd? What is totally impossible? Can you make sense for once?!" cried Ken.

Daisuke's chocolate eyes settled on Ken's own violet ones, "You can't see me, that's not supposed to happen."

Ken frowned, "And why not?"

"Dude, isn't it obvious? I'm dead."

This is such a fun story for me to write, I'm so enjoying playing with the supernatural. And trust me it's not going to be your average ghost story, I definately have some ideas here. I hope everyone enjoys, more will be explained later on. Which is how I typically go about my stories. Reviews are much appreciated.