AN: I'm not so much worried about plot in this story (though it is still important) but in creating emotions and doing research on this. Thank you for choosing to read. Length is whatever I feel is best for the chapter.

A Malignant Carcinoma of the Right Hemisphere

Chapter One

It had been raining on his wedding day.

It might be an odd thing to think about but as he glanced over at the raindrops falling into the puddle, Kuon Hizuri thought about that fact. It had been raining on his wedding day. He heard the sound of traffic not too far away from the hospital that he was sitting in. He had been able to book himself an early appointment with the doctor but he hadn't been able to hide it and that was why he had his wife wrapped around his arm. She looked at him, moving up to kiss him on his cheek.

"What are you thinking about?" Kyoko asked with a hum as she cuddled next to him. The two continued to listen to the soft drop of the water outside as the windows had the soft plonks onto them. Fortunately people weren't looking at them in the waiting room. Despite this being for celebrities only, she and Kuon were considered royalty in the entertainment world.

"I'm fine," Kuon replied and Kyoko pressed her forehead to his shoulder, soaking in the warmth of his body.

"Tell me," she whispered, "or you know my imagination is going to get carried away wondering what it is, what it was," she told him and Kuon kissed the top of her head once again. His eyes went to the window as he observed the street below and the trees above. At some point of his life he had wanted to be a bird, soaring over the landscape below and using the sky to travel around. He had been good at jumping – maybe catching and twirling on flagpoles was his specialty – but that wasn't flying.

"I was actually thinking of how unbelievably lucky I was to marry you," Kuon smiled and Kyoko stared out of the window again before humming.

"I was the lucky one," she told him and Kuon wrapped his arms around her even closer, bringing her to his chest. He flinched as he felt a sharp pinch in his head. He couldn't keep Kyoko from seeing it. She pulled away from him so that she could kneel on her chair and check his forehead. He was burning up. She hated when he tried to hide his pain. This was Kuon, pain shouldn't be a concern.

Kuon kept looking in front of him, he felt nauseous and had been throwing up for a number of days. He hadn't wanted to throw up here though, not in public. He had also been having a little numbness in his body but that usually came from overworking himself, he was used to it. The blurred vision, that must have been brought about from not having enough sleep.

In fact, this was the second time in the past two weeks that he was coming for an early morning appointment but this was to run even more tests. That was never a good sign when you just went in for a checkup and that was why Kyoko was holding onto him as if her life depended on it.

The raindrops were echoing the ticking of the clock on the wall as the appointment drew closer.

"You're feeling sick again," Kyoko whispered as she put her head on his shoulder. Kyoko Hizuri was now twenty-one-years-old and she was the wife to someone who was in his mid-twenties. They had married young but they had also found each other young. In a few weeks they would be celebrating their one year wedding anniversary. Kyoko had long chestnut hair that flowed down her back and her body had become more refined, more mature. She now had to find ways of keeping herself from looking like that girl Kijima had once turned her into. She had loyalty towards Kuon and Kuon loved her regardless of how beautiful she had become.

"I'm fine," he argued as he shook his head and closed his eyes. The light was too strong. The light was too strong. The world was too strong. Had the world always been this way or was it when you slowed down and took time to think that the flow of the world changed. There was a light breeze in the room as if a window had been left open.

Kyoko closed her eyes and she heard Kuon humming to her, it was one of her favorite songs and one that they had danced to at their wedding. 'A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes'. She hadn't expected him to choose that song for her, it was probably her favorite song of all time and he had told her that he wanted to surprise her. She had been expecting something like the song that Katsuki played in Dark Moon or one of the songs from an event that they had attended but he had been there wearing a white suit with that gorgeous blond hair and emerald eyes waiting to spin her and dance with her as if they were in an elegant love story.

This life with Kuon was an elegant love song.

"I love you," Kyoko whispered as she pressed kisses to his neck, she let her head rest on his shoulder. "The doctors, the test…" she began but Kuon kept humming, he held her hand and brought it to his lips before telling her.

"No matter how your heart is beating, if you keep on believing, the dream that you wish will come true." Kuon told her and Kyoko smiled. She couldn't believe that she had ever been so lucky to find such a fairy prince. She had found a friend, someone to laugh with and who could understand her even if everyone else found her weird. She had found a love that meant the world to her. She had found both of these in Kuon, her fairy prince Corn. Nothing could break the fragile world that a fairytale lives in.

As Kyoko tried to steady herself, she heard heavy steps from someone approaching them.

"Hizuri-san, before we begin the tests, I need for you to meet with me in my office," the doctor said and Kuon turned to Kyoko before nodding. He stood and Kyoko flinched as he left her side. She could see how the shadow of the doctor rested against the wall. She felt her stomach twist, start tying itself up in knots and she was terrified of what might happen were Kuon to leave her. If she couldn't see him. If she couldn't physically touch him and know that he was okay, she might break. It might force her to break.

"It'll be okay," Kuon smiled softly in an attempt to comfort her and Kyoko nodded slowly. She turned to the doctor who was attempting to remain neutral. For anyone in the medical health field to have that look it always made the sky turn more gray than blue and for the temperature of any room to shift into the numbers below freezing. This was the look that said that something was bad. Something had gone wrong. Something dark and cold and hateful was about to attack.

"Would she be allowed to come during the talk?" Kuon asked and Kyoko looked up at the doctor nervously who nodded and led the way to the office. He opened the door for the two of them and then gestured for the two of them to sit down.

"It'll be okay," Kuon attempted to tell Kyoko again, "So, is it an operation?" he asked and Kyoko opened her mouth to protest but the words wouldn't come out. There was nothing small about an operation. If some part of your body wasn't working well enough that you had to cut the body open and tamper with it in order to make it well again then it wasn't a small problem. Did he have to have an operation.

"It's more than that," the doctor said slowly and the wedded couple turned to one another. This was something that involved both of them and if it was more than an operation it didn't seem to be a small thing and they were trying to both concentrate on the song, the rain, the fact that they were married but the clock on the wall didn't sound as cheery in this room, it was a drum that was beating out the precious moments left to live.

"Hizuri-san, I need to run some more tests but from the tests and examinations that have already been performed," he said and Kuon took a shaky breath in.

"Hizuri-san, you have a malignant carcinoma of the right hemisphere," the doctor said and Kuon sat back in shock. His eyes widening as he took that in and he looked ahead of him in complete shock whilst Kyoko was thinking about the words. She knew what the doctor was referring to, she might have had the most amazing grades in high school but she knew enough that basic medical words made sense. What didn't make sense was -

"Otherwise known as a brain tumor."